Release Day for Wounded Pride!

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Today is release day for Wounded Pride!

At DSP, it’s 25% off so you should go grab it from there!

And if you haven’t read the first one, Wounded Hearts is on sale for 0.99 at DSP!

Go check it out here

Blurb: Renford Kline is straight… right? He got over his experimentation in college and moved on. Then how does he explain his blush-inducing fantasies about Brian Daystar? Fantasies he’s having when he should be focused on his career move from attorney to professor. When Brian comes to New York, Renford knows he’s in trouble. Everything about Brian attracts him—from his tight body to his beautiful, dark hair—but Renford is straight… right?

Brian Daystar needs a break. He’s been working nonstop to turn his Montana ranch into a safe haven for at-risk youth—so much so that he can’t even bring himself to care when he finds out his partner, country star Corey, is cheating on him. Their relationship has been over for a long time, but it might take his feelings for Renford to make Brian accept it.

Both men have decisions to make. Renford must come to terms with who he truly is, and Brian is going to have to decide if he will shun his happiness or embrace it.

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I’m also giving out a copy of Wounded Hearts at IRM! Go enter and you could be picked to win the book!

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Wounded Pride is up for Pre-Order!

woundedpride  Wounded Pride is up for preorder!

***Coming February 17th, 2017***

Renford Kline is straight… right? He got over his experimentation in college and moved on. Then how does he explain his blush-inducing fantasies about Brian Daystar? Fantasies he’s having when he should be focused on his career move from attorney to professor. When Brian comes to New York, Renford knows he’s in trouble. Everything about Brian attracts him—from his tight body to his beautiful, dark, hair—but Renford is straight… right?

Brian Daystar needs a break. He’s been working nonstop to turn his Montana ranch into a safe haven for at-risk youth—so much so that he can’t even bring himself to care when he finds out his partner, country star Corey, is cheating on him. Their relationship has been over for a long time, but it might take his feelings for Renford to make Brian accept it.

Both men have decisions to make. Renford must come to terms with who he truly is, and Brian is going to have to decide if he will shun his happiness or embrace it.

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New Cover for Wounded Pride!

woundedpride   OMG! Look at the cover for Wounded Pride. *pants* Isn’t it beautiful? We have waited a long time for this release to see the light of day.

This is the follow-up to Wounded Hearts, but now with Renford and Brian because a few people asked where is their story! Well, it is finally coming in Jan 2017! Please keep your eyes out for it.

In the meantime, if you haven’t read Wounded Hearts, please do so. Remember, we have French and Italian versions of the book as well!

Wounded Hearts

French – https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/nos-coeurs-meurtris-by-blmorticia-and-remmy-duchene-7630-b

Italian – https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/cuori-feriti-by-blmorticia-and-remmy-duchene-7771-b

English – https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/wounded-hearts-by-blmorticia-and-remmy-duchene-1502-b

Now the blurb for Wounded Pride

Renford Kline is straight… right? He got over his experimentation in college and moved on. Then how does he explain his blush-inducing fantasies about Brian Daystar? Fantasies he’s having when he should be focused on his career move from attorney to professor. When Brian comes to New York, Renford knows he’s in trouble. Everything about Brian attracts him—from his tight body to his beautiful, dark, hair—but Renford is straight… right?

Brian Daystar needs a break. He’s been working nonstop to turn his Montana ranch into a safe haven for at-risk youth—so much so that he can’t even bring himself to care when he finds out his partner, country star Corey, is cheating on him. Their relationship has been over for a long time, but it might take his feelings for Renford to make Brian accept it.

Both men have decisions to make. Renford must come to terms with who he truly is, and Brian is going to have to decide if he will shun his happiness or embrace it.

Welcome Back Dakota Trace, or um Livvy the Muse

3744330 - napa valley vineyard sunset on a grunge background.*skips into the room, the slides to a halt*  “Hey, I’ve been here before!”

Of course you have, Livvy.  BL has always been gracious enough to let us visit during our blog hops. *turns to readers*  Hi, I’m Dakota, and that *points at corset wearing dominatrix* …happens to be my muse, Olivia…well, Livvy for short.  She gets a bit peeved when I call her by her namesakes first name.

*arches brow*  “Don’t even get me started on that woman, slave. She should mine her own damned business.”  *grins*  “Maybe I should go and visit Jude and Micah…they need a good shake up, and lord knows that woman needs to be kept on her toes…”

*groans*  No.  Don’t even think about it.  Or I’m not letting you in the club when we revisit Olivia’s for Carlos’s story….*takes a deep breath, ignoring muse’s squeal of protest.  “But we’re not here today to talk about Chicago.  Nope we’re here to talk about Thanksgiving in Napa – a little scavenger hunt I came up with to celebrate the release of my upcoming book, Benevolent Master.

“Yeah, the one I helped her write…which is why it only makes sense that I get my fudge before Alyce gets her pie….”

*shakes head*  Dear lord, not again.  We’ve already discussed this, Livvy. I’ll make your damned fudge AFTER I finish Alyce’s pumpkin pie. *holds out hand*  I almost got all the stuff I need, so cough up the pumpkin, chica….then I’ll think about making your fudge.

*pouts*  “I don’t wanna.”
*rolls eyes*  It’s either the flogger or the pumpkin, your choice.  I can always ask Kaleb or Davis to come in and give me a helping hand. They know exactly how to use a flogger on a woman…

*glares* “You wouldn’t dare!”

*holds out hand* Try me.

“Bitch!”  *But hands over can*pumpkin6

Thank you.  Now the readers can enter pumpkin into the rafflecopter for today’s entry. If they get drawn they will be the lucky winner of a signed set of print books (The Doms of Napa 1-3), that really cool flogger that Livvy’s hording at the moment, and some swag I’ll throw in as a bonus…I’ll be drawing the winner on the 19th and posting it on my  author FB page. *turns to muse*  Want to tell them about the sale?

*crosses arms over chest* “No…”

You know a pouting muse isn’t all that attractive, Livvy.

“I wouldn’t be pouting if you’d make my fudge, slave!”  *stomps off*

*sighs*  Such a drama queen….anyway, about that sale….up until release day, Benevolent Master will be at the low price of $2.99.  That’s almost half off of the original price $4.99.  So if you’re interested…click HERE.

We only have one item left to collect….can you guess what it is?  Well be sure to stop over at J.D. Nelson’s blog tomorrow for that final item.

A special thanks goes out to the lovely BLMorticia for allowing me and Livvy to hijack her blog today….*hugs*

Hugs back. Thanks for stopping in today ladies. Anytime you wanna hijack my place, let me know!

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New Release – Blazing Trails with Hirah Blaze Book 1

hirah1Well, we finally did it. Hirah is finally out for sale. It actually was up on Saturday, but we’re gonna cheat and call today the official release day for my sulty guitarist side of The Wretched Tales story.

It’s only available at Amazon now

If you want somethin’ real bad, you gotta work harder than everyone else.

My grandma was right about that. I did want to be the best damn guitarist. Not the best female guitarist or the best black female guitarist. The best fucking guitarist on the planet. Although Sarge and Diabolical Plan had given me the initial opportunity to show off my chops, I couldn’t be what I wanted to be with my ex-boyfriend steering the ship. I had to be the captain of my destiny. I had to be the one taking the lead.

Five months into it and I’m still pinching myself over this. Me, the little black goth girl from Milwaukee, along with Corey, Bryan Taylor, Nicolai Zander and the new guy on bass named Chad Stephenson.

Have I mentioned that Chad is hot as hell?

More about that later.

This is a spinoff of The Wretched Tales with new guitarist Hirah Blaze. She’s kicking ass and taking names, looking to become the metal world’s newest guitar goddess, but will she get sidetracked by The Wretched’s gorgeous new bass player?

Excerpt

With Jimi Hendrix blasting in my ears, I peered out the window of the black Mercedes limousine, watching the tall buildings go by. For a small-town girl like me, these things were a rarity. Sure, Milwaukee had a few skyscrapers, but nothing like downtown Los Angeles, where the smog was thick and the hot bodies were aplenty. Truthfully, I liked the latter a lot better. That was one thing I missed about living in the Midwest. There was no heavy smog unless I went to Chicago. Clean air is good for the lungs and the soul.

Despite this, I was happy as hell to be here in Los Angeles to further my new career with The Wretched. I had just rented a new apartment, not too far from Corey and his boyfriend, Spescha.

When I told my grandma, she was proud I’d achieved so much in a short amount of time, doing what I loved. I reminded her of what she’d told me, and then added that there was some luck involved. Of course, I didn’t get here just based on my looks or even my stellar axe work. If I hadn’t met Renee, Nicolai and Corey, it might’ve taken me a lot longer to achieve some success. There was much more to do, but this chance was a huge stepping stone.

“Hirah, hey, we’re almost there.”

Chad’s country twang disturbed me from my thoughts and I shook my head to get me out of the fog. Chad and I were on our way to a radio interview, another rare thing to do these days. It was a dream to talk with a top personality about the band. Nicolai and Corey agreed that since we were the newbies, we needed to learn how to handle the press.

In all honesty, I believed it was their feeble attempt to push us together. Why those two decided to play metal matchmaker was anyone’s guess. Okay, so maybe a quick-and-dirty roll in a limo wouldn’t be a bad thing, but I really needed to stay focused. And even though we knew a little about each other, I wasn’t sure if Chad would be cool with me liking men and women.

Sometimes together.

For all I knew, he might turn out like my ex-boyfriend Sarge, who wasn’t into bisexuality. I never quite got that, since he liked to wear pantyhose and makeup every so often. Another reason why they say you can’t tell a book by its cover. Outside of that little peccadillo, Sarge was so damn hetero, he didn’t even want other chicks in bed with us. Go figure. I thought that was every red-blooded straight guy’s ultimate fantasy. Unfortunately, he also wanted that “C” thing and I loved my freedom too much. As I’ve said, relationships in bands do not work.

Okay, Fleetwood Mac notwithstanding.

I mean, there were so many hot people out there, especially in L.A. Fanboys and girls had been throwing game my way, and I couldn’t help but take notice. When I let the world know I was bi in an interview with Kick Ass e-zine, most of my fan emails included phone numbers and pictures, as well as offers to join them and their significant others. I relished all of the attention and at some point I might partake, but for now I still had so much to process and having anything more than little flings in my life would be a distraction.

Preparing to go, I turned off my iPod and pulled the plugs out of my ears. I glanced at my fellow bandmate and flashed him a wide smile. “You know you’re doing most of the talking, right?”

Chad swiped his pierced tongue over his top lip and grinned in response. His nose ring gleamed from sunlight shining through the roof of the car. Chad removed his Ray-Bans, revealing his beautiful light blue eyes. He raked his fingers through long blondish brown locks with a hint of purple on the ends. “I am? Why, when you got such a beautiful voice that everyone wants to hear.”

Jesus Christ, that voice!

What did I say about not getting involved with a bandmate?