Saturday Sips - Mon Frere Facing Our Fears

Here is a snippet from the newest book

Ryland and Ryder are in danger…

Celebrating their 298th birthday, the Durand brothers are still at an impasse over their third, Dale Mooney, and the cause of their maker Gren DuMont’s death. As they battle personality clashes, Ryland and Ryder set out to slay Gren’s killer as well as conquer their own fears; Ryder’s fear of losing Ryland to Dale and Ryland’s fear of the unknown lurking around their safe haven in New Orleans.

With little help from the demon Valios, the twins travel to Paris to meet the murderer face to face but will their own insecurities impede their goal of slaying the killer? At this point they only have each other to rely on and the fate of all vampires lies in their hands.

All Romance     Smashwords

“Happy birthday, dear Ryland and Ryder! Happy birthday to you! Yay!” Dale, Kajika, and Waylon sang the dreaded song for the twins to celebrate their two hundredth and ninety-eighth year on earth. Although this was a joyous occasion, Ryder could think of a million other places he wanted to be.

My brother doesn’t love me anymore.

Ryder sighed inwardly and thought about the moment he and his brother had alone a little while ago. Everything was perfect. They were at the club, inside the office, alone, just the two of them, as it had always been. Ryder asked for Ryland to let him drink from him while they made love. Not fucked but made love. No one would satisfy him as much as Ryland could despite anything anyone had tried to throw at him. Everyone, including the luscious Kyla, tried to tempt him into bed, but like Ryland, he had a conscience. A fucking conscience to tell him no, don’t fucking be with anyone other than your brother and Dale. Why? Why the hell should Ryder care so much when his brother didn’t give him the same regard?  Ryder bristled at the thought of turning down all those offers to have mindless sex with others while Ryland got his fill of the human.

Damnit.

Ryder clicked his teeth and glared at Ryland who shared a kiss with Dale. Of course he wouldn’t kiss him in front of Kajika. Their nephew had no knowledge of their relationship.

“Happy birthday, brother. Mon frère!” Ryland gently kissed the side of Ryder’s head. “I am thrilled we made it to this point.”

“So am I.” Ryder shrugged his shoulders and got up from the table, wanting to get away from the party. He wasn’t in the mood to celebrate anything right now.

“Unc, what’s wrong, huh? Would you like a little cake? I know you don’t really eat this, but… I was hoping you and Unc Ry would for your party.”

Ryder shook his head. “No thanks, Kajika. I’m good.” Ryder walked to the window, aching to go outside and hunt for food, but he knew Ryland would be upset if he did. It was the perfect time to do so too; a perfectly clear night and cool air, meaning there were plenty of good tasting humans walking around to prey on in the Quarter.

After all, it was almost the end of summer festival season. Many tourists were still in town, getting drunk at wild parties, not caring about their welfare. Ryder loved to prey on them because in his mind, if they were too stupid to pay attention, they didn’t deserve to live.

“Mhmm, Ryder, come have a little, please? It is actually very good. Kaj made sure the color was similar to blood, and it isn’t overly sweet. You must try a little, my dear brother. It’s our party, Ryder. Come enjoy yourself.”

Ryder only shook his head and kept looking at the moon, wishing he was outside. Despite the happy time this was for him and Ryland, he refused to be part of this celebration after Ryland rejected him earlier. His eyes narrowed, looking out the glass at the bright full moon in the sky. “Ah, Gren, wherever you are, I wish I was there with you right now.”

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Ryland shook his head and stopped eating the small piece of cake his nephew had given him. Suddenly, he’d lost his appetite for human food and set the dish down on the table. “I’ve had enough, Kajika. Thank you very much.”

Kajika nodded and hugged Ryland. “You sure, Unc? Are you all right? And what’s wrong with Ryder? Did something happen between the two of you earlier?”

Ryland inhaled and twitched his nose. “No, nephew, nothing to worry your pretty little head about.” Ryland softly stroked Kajika’s hair and pressed his lips to his temple. “Why don’t you go and talk with Waylon a little bit, hmm, and send Dale back over here. There’s something I want to ask him.”

Kajika flashed him a smile and did as Ryland asked.

Ryland watched Kajika with interest, hoping he didn’t read too much into his brother’s poor attitude and lack of hospitality. It was hard enough to keep things from Kajika and Dale without Ryder acting like a spoiled brat.

Ryder, you need to stop acting like a petulant child! You’re making me angry, and you felt a taste of my wrath earlier tonight. Don’t push me anymore, mon frère. Don’t fucking test me on our birthday!

Ryland closed his eyes tight, sending the message to his brother across the room. When he opened his eyes, he noticed Ryder look back at him with a slightly startled expression but then he looked back out the window. Obviously Ryland’s threats didn’t concern him all that much.

“Yeah, babe, what’s up? Ready to have our own little party, hmm? I mean, I’m enjoying hanging out with Kajika and my older brother, but I want you so badly tonight.” Dale wrapped both arms around Ryland’s waist and pulled him close.

Dale’s touches caused a tent in Ryland’s tight leathers. He sighed inwardly. “Just tonight?” Ryland elbowed him in the chest and flashed him a wicked smile. “Lover, we need to ask Kajika and Waylon to leave. I have a very upset twin over there that needs our attention. He’s acting like a spoiled brat, but I need to at least attempt to make him feel better.”

Dale glanced in that direction before turning Ryland around to face him. “Oh, yeah? You mean…”

“Yes, that, love. I refuse to allow him to be the gloom and doom of our birthday celebration. And actually, I might need to have a little alone time before you come with us. Is that all right?”

Dale’s smile turned down, and he dropped his gaze. “Aw, shucks, sugar, I suppose. I mean, I know you guys are brothers and all, but even if I don’t participate at first I’d like to watch, you know? It’s hot seeing the two of you together.”

Ryland stroked the side of his face and planted a firm kiss on his lips. “I would agree that it is, but I believe he needs a little brotherly nurturing first. He thinks I don’t love him anymore. I need to settle his fears before he goes out amongst the masses and kills everyone in his path. He can get that way, you know. I’m saving the world heartache by reeling in his energy and allowing him to unleash it all on me.”

Dale looked sheepish, disappointed. “Oh damn, man. All right. I’ll wait in the other room or something. You wanna say bye to Kajika and Waylon right now then?”

Ryland sighed and kissed his lover once again. He really hated disappointing Dale, but his brother’s mood bothered him a lot more. He’d read things from his mind and heart that needed urgent attention, and that meant leaving his lover alone for a while. Ryland leaned his head against Dale’s and caressed his chin. “Yes, Dale, let’s do that. The quicker we can say goodnight, the faster I can get to my twin and make him happy.” 

Mon Frere: Facing Our Fears is OUT

Shar just uploaded Mon Frere 

Here are the links.

ARe

Smashwords

I'll share a snippet for Saturday Sips

and thanks again to Sara York for the cover

4 Star review for Mon Frere, My True Love

4 star review from MM Good Book reviews.

Very stoked about the twins getting so much attention

http://mmgoodbookreviews.wordpress.com/2014/03/06/mon-frere-my-true-love-by-michael-mandrake

Another 4 Star review for I Love It Rough

Another 4 star review for I Love it Rough

Thank you Lisa 

See here

Blog Tour for I Love it Rough is SET, winner for the Power of Love Bloghop

My LONG blog tour will run 2/24-3/15 

Thanks to all the gracious authors/bloggers that were willing to host me 

I'll be doing a giveaway similar to the I Like Em Pretty Giveaway I did last year

So the prize pack will look something like this

I'll be adding a few things like more swag but that's the basic idea. 

I have the dates and I'll be posting the blogtour itself tomorrow

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Now for the winner of the Power of Love Bloghop!

Susan is my winner!

*throws confetti*

She wins the series. All four books and 10 ARe bucks!

Congrats to her. 

Power of Gay Love Bloghop - CONTEST

Greetings readers! Welcome to the Power of GAY Love bloghop. Shar is posting about the appeal of twinlove and we're promoing Ryland and Ryder's books in this post. Take a listen!

My topic is the appeal of twin love or twincest which derives from the word incest. Yeah I know, you think it’s yucky. Sex between family members is totally taboo. I used to think this and actually some of the “cest” still doesn’t do it for me but it’s something about twins, especially twin men that makes it hot as hell.

Why? Two men who look exactly alike in most cases and they’re making love to one another. It’s like having sex with yourself with a mirror nearby. *giggles* Yes that’s how I view it. Not that long ago, I didn’t see myself actually writing it but then, a reader came to me and requested a story. You might know her, Judie S, who is also known as Honey Bunny. At times she does promo for several authors and when I started writing as Michael Mandrake almost 3 years ago, she put a request in the comments on my blog to write a twincest story. I was really flattered that someone was reading my freebie and asking me to write a story, then I said, twincest? OMG, how can I do that? I worried about how I’d do it and what kind of story. Most of all, I was challenging my own moralities sort of speak because I’d always been taught any kind of incest is wrong. But if we totally went by the “book” then every erotica book would be banished right? Seems that way with how retailers are going after erotica authors but that’s another topic for another day.

Mon Frere #1

Going back to my point, it took me awhile to get around to it. Not only because of my own fears but also the books I was working on. Michael was pretty prolific when I first started writing under him. Now, he fades back in the shadows and waits his turn but when me and the muse discussed doing an erotica story, he jumped at the chance. Although he is usually the least “sexual” muse, he loved the idea of tapping into a taboo fantasy of twin brothers in love. And when we finally talked to Judie, Ryland and Ryder Durand were born. Twin vamps who are identical but with different personalities. Ryland is the more conservative, stuffy, and timid character while Ryder is ragged, bold, and fearless. In the story, you can clearly tell by their speech and their dress how different they are. I’m sure this happens in real life too and being immortal is what makes them special.

Mon Frere #3

So what is the appeal? Love between brothers, hot scorching love and sex. The vampire thing makes it easy too and even though they aren’t human, they wrestle with the fact it isn’t accepted but hey, it happens in books and in real life. I wanted to bring that reality to my tale and I hope I succeeded. Ryland and Ryder are on their fourth book with one more to go. And thanks to Judie as well as awesome authors like Lee Brazil and Sage Whistler, I was able to do this series with confidence. 

So, if you’re into erotica, any kind, don’t dismiss some subgenres quickly just because it seems yucky. I’ve read some other “cests” since then and I enjoyed a few. I learned to expand my mind as a reader and author, and because of that, I created a story I’m very proud of.

What about you? What are some of the taboos in fiction you’ll never touch? Is twincest one of them and if so, tell me why. Thanks for listening.

Once again, Sara York has created an awesome cover. 

Mon Frere: Facing Our Fears should be released in the next couple of weeks.

To check out a preview, please click this link

And if you haven't read the series, please buy them from ARe and Smashwords. Amazon has banned two of the books, #1 and #3. #2 is still up but you must read all three to follow the series!

CONTEST ALERT Alright then. I do have a contest. A randomly picked commenter wins 10 ARe bucks and all 4 ebooks in the Ryland and Ryder series. So that means when book four is done in a couple of weeks, you'll be the first to have it. So comment away and good luck!

Check out the other awesome bloggers here

Sale for Valentine's Day Weekend!

Looking for some hot twin love? 

At ARe, the twins are free for the weekend until Sunday! 

So, if you want to read the story of Ryland and Ryder, they're up for free download for 3 days only

Here is buylink!

Also, I Like Em Pretty is on sale for 50% off!

Go grab them while you can. Only on sale until Sunday night!

Power of Gay Love Bloghop is tomorrow!

The Power of Gay Love Bloghop is TOMORROW

And we're featuring twinlove in the post

I'm also doing a contest so please stop by tomorrow morning for your chance to win 10 ebooks from ARe and all 4 books in the Mon Frere series!

Check out the other awesome authors involved!

Saturday Sips - Mon Frere: Facing Our Fears

Greetings readers. Welcome to Saturday Sips. The next Mon Frere is finally done. Well first draft anyway. It came in at 23k which was quite a surprise to me. In this book, the twins are finding out more about themselves, their relationship with Gren as well as their future with Dale. Here is an excerpt from the story.

Unedited Excerpt

Together we stand, together we fall. I am your brother always and forever.

Ryland tucked the card on the side of the bouquet he’d handpicked for their birthday dinner’s adornment and set it in the center of the table. He inhaled them one last time, enjoying the aroma of freshly cut, red roses. Now more than ever he enjoyed just the simple pleasure in life, especially with Dale Mooney at his side. If only his brother would come around and take pleasure in life as he did.

“Ah, Ryder.” He fluffed out the flowers some more. “I love you more than life itself. Why not enjoy our man as I have asked?” Ryland took one more whiff and headed for the kitchen to find his human lover who was busily preparing food for himself. “Mhmm, Dale what are you cooking my love? Smells scrumptious.” And it did, despite the fact Ryland had no need to consume anything mortals ate. Ryland sauntered into the next room, sliding behind his lover, wrapping his arms around his waist.

“Ohh shi−” Dale flinched at the touch and laughed, turning his head slightly to the side. He met Ryland’s gaze. “Baby you gotta cut that out, huh? I’m real ticklish I tell ya. At least wait until I get away from the oven.”

Dale’s southern accent warmed Ryland’s cold heart. Gently, he planted a kiss on Dale’s right shoulder. “I’ll do more than just tickle you, lover. That is a guarantee.”

“Mhmm, and I love when you do, sugah. Just broiling some fish, babe with a little Cajun rice and veggies. Nothing too much but, I gotta stay healthy so I can give you all the blood you need.”

Ryland cocked an eyebrow, laying his head on the back of Dale’s neck. He sucked in a breath, enjoying Dale’s manly scent. Ryland winced, feeling his cock tent in his trousers and immediately, he stepped back, cursing under his breath about his desires. As much as he wanted to take his lover up on the offer he wasn’t sure he could control himself.

What if I turn him before his ready?

Ryland couldn’t bear to think of the consequences. The last thing he wanted was to take a chance on losing Dale again.

“Ry?” Dale spun around and threw the mitts on the neighboring side counter. His wild blue eyes peered into Ryland. “What’s wrong babe? I was feeling good with your cold body against my back, you know?” Dale flashed a smirky smile and held out his hands. “Come on back, babe. Wanna feel ya against me some more.”

Ryland returned the grin but didn’t move. “What am I your personal air cooling unit?” He chuckled and folded his arms over his chest. “I knew you only wanted me for that, I just knew it,” he chided. “And your own bodyguard so no one will hurt or rob you.”

Dale laughed and ran his slim fingers through his brown locks. “Ah shut it, Ry. You know I want you for way more than that. And like I said, you need me too so you won’t go killing folks as much anymore.”

Ryland’s smile once again faded and he nibbled on his bottom lip until it hurt. He loved that Dale was concerned about him but it still didn’t quell his fear of turning him too soon. “Sweetheart, I know what you said about me feeding on you but, I…I’m not sure I can control that yet. I might turn you…”

“So?” Dale stepped closer and cradled Ryland in his arms, planting a light kiss on Ryland’s lips. “I want that babe. We been seeing one another like three months now, going on four. I mean, don’t you want me to be your eternal lover? No doubt, I wanna be yours.” Dale stroked Ryland’s hair, twirling the strays around his fingertips. “Don’t tell me you’re changing your mind.”

Ryland closed his eyes, loving the feel of Dale’s hands in his hair and underneath his shirt, caressing his cold flesh. “Of course not, lover. I just refuse to turn you before it’s time. I don’t want it to be a situation where I need to or it is done in the heat of passion…at least not without your consent.”

“But you have it, Ry.” Dale cut him off with another kiss, forcing his tongue deep inside Ryland’s mouth. He shoved his hands down the back of Ryland’s pants, tightly squeezing his buttocks.

“Mmph.” Ryland relaxed into Dale’s embrace and grabbed onto his back through the denim shirt. His tongue tangled with Dale’s, causing Ryland to become dizzy with lust. “You are my drug, you know that? I cannot resist you even if I tried.”

“And why would you want to?” Dale squeezed Ryland’s sides and moved his hands from inside Ryland’s pants. “Besides, I feel the same about you, babe. And by the way, when am I moving in? I mean, I love my older brother but he’s starting to wear on my nerves lately, my man.”

Ryland wrapped his arms around Dale’s neck and leaned his forehead against Dale’s. “Soon. I need to make sure Ryder is perfectly okay with you taking residence here and that it is safe to do so. We have something to take care of first.”

Dale stepped back and cocked an eyebrow. “What sugar? Damn man, why don’t you just tell me, hmm? I mean, I’m fully aware of just about every damn thing about you so tell me about the danger Ryder was talking about.”

Ryland sighed and moved away from Dale once again. Immediately he felt the loss of Dale’s warm body. “Lover, I want to be open with you but, I feel I need to keep this part secret. I don’t want you walking around, scared or cause you to run away.”

Dale caught Ryland’s hand and pulled him in. “Babe, I told ya, nothing’s gonna make me run again, you hear? Now, whatever is wrong we’re gonna fight it together, all three of us. And as far as that brother of yours, he just needs to spend more time with us that’s all. I mean, when we all made love together, I swear…” Dale smiled wickedly and gripped Ryland’s sides. “I ain’t never seen or felt anything like that in my life. I’m looking forward to being with both of you even though, in reality you’re all I need.”

Ryland nodded and allowed himself to fall in Dale’s clutches once again. He desperately wished there was a way to tell Dale about the soul sucker demon running around, waiting to strike them down at any moment but there was some things his mortal didn’t need to know.

And how did Dale know about any danger unless he overheard them talking about it or if Ryder mentioned something to him?

Despite Dale’s advances and sweet talk, Ryland wouldn’t give in or hand Dale any keys to the mansion just yet until the demon had been slayed.

He would never forgive himself if he lost Dale because of his need to turn him or the soul sucker’s desire to defeat him and his brother.

Hope you enjoyed. I'm anxiously awaiting the cover art and in the meantime its going to the betas. Look for it towards the end of February. 

Saturday Sips - Mon Frere: Facing Our Fears

Good morning. I'm playing along with BL for the Saturday Sips today. I'm busy writing the next installment for my twincest series for Ryland and Ryder Durand and I thought I'd share it with you. It's in it's beginning stages but I really like it so far. I'm hoping to release this around the same time as I Love it Rough. 

Here's a sample

Together we stand, together we fall. I am your brother always and forever.

Ryland tucked the card on the side of the bouquet he’d handpicked for their birthday dinner’s adornment and set it in the center of the table. He inhaled them one last time, enjoying the aroma of freshly cut, red roses. Now more than ever he enjoyed just the simple pleasure in life, especially with Dale Mooney at his side. If only his brother would come around and take pleasure in life as he did.

“Ah, Ryder.” He fluffed out the flowers some more. “I love you more than life itself. Why not enjoy our man as I have asked?” Ryland took one more whiff and headed for the kitchen to find his human lover who was busily preparing food for himself. “Mhmm, Dale what are you cooking my love? Smells scrumptious.” And it did, despite the fact Ryland had no need to consume anything mortals ate. Ryland sauntered into the next room, sliding behind his lover, wrapping his arms around his waist.

“Ohh shi−” Dale flinched at the touch and laughed, slightly turning his head to the side to meet Ryland’s gaze. “Baby you gotta cut that out, huh? I’m real ticklish I tell ya. At least wait until I get away from the oven.”

Dale’s southern accent warmed Ryland’s cold heart. Gently, he planted a kiss on Dale’s right shoulder. “I’ll do more than just tickle you, lover. That is a guarantee.”

“Mhmm, and I love when you do, sugah. Just broilin’ some fish, babe with a lil’ Cajun rice and veggies. Nothin too much but, I gotta stay healthy so I can give ya’ all the blood you need.”

Ryland cocked an eyebrow, laying his head on the back of Dale’s neck. He sucked in a breath, enjoying Dale’s manly scent. Ryland winced, feeling his cock tent in his trousers and immediately, he stepped back, cursing under his breath about his desires. As much as he wanted to take his lover up on the offer he wasn’t sure he could control himself.

What if I turn him before his ready?

Ryland couldn’t bear to think of the consequences. The last thing he wanted was to take a chance on losing Dale again.

Hope you enjoyed. Remember you can get the full series at ARe and Smashwords

Please enjoy BL's post for ML3 

Saturday Sip - Mon Frere, Plus One

And here's a little sip from Ryland and Ryder's newest book! Hope you enjoy it!

“Ah, my love has grown over time and has now turned into a problem for me and my lover. Dale, despite all I have done to forget, I cannot, I will not. I will fight anyone for you, including my beloved. He must understand how much you mean to me.” Ryland finished his sentence and placed his feathered pen on top of the desk. Right now, thoughts of the handsome human roamed his mind, driving him wild, and his imagination changing into a romantic movie on playback.

“Dale… what have you done to me, oh sweet one?” Ryland leaned back in the chair, still naked from the copulation he’d enjoyed with his brother.  For the first time, he wasn’t embarrassed by his own body. He walked proudly about the house, his cock bobbed against his belly, hardening at the thought of Dale Mooney. “Suddenly, I want you to be more than just an inspiration for my books.”  Ryland shook his hair out from in front of his face and lowered his lids. “Why can’t my brother understand how good we’d be together?”

To enjoy the late night air, he stood near the window to feel the cool breeze.

At times, even a vampire could appreciate the weather in New Orleans.

Although upset by his brother’s departure, Ryland knew in his cold heart Ryder would be back. Perhaps some time away from one another would be best. He would realize what they had and how it could be enhanced by the addition of Dale Mooney. Ryland had spent the last few days thinking about it and concluded:  the majority of their issues would be solved if Dale said yes.

If he says yes.

 Would he agree to be their lover? Why wouldn’t he want two loving immortals caring and nurturing him as he needed? Much like Ryland and Ryder, Dale and his younger brother Waylon spent a good part of their childhood without parents, only to be cared for by Dorthea Mooney who took them both in when they were ten and nine. Surely they could relate, even if only on that point. No one would understand Dale better than Ryland and Ryder.

“Mmph…” Aroused at the thought of him, Ryland leaned his head against the glass pane and sucked in a breath. He tugged at his dick, inciting pre-cum from the slit. “Oh, Dale, I would love to pierce the sweet spot between your thighs.” Ryland threw his head back and stared at the designs in the ceiling. His hand moved swiftly over his own flesh, pulling, yanking. He gnashed his teeth together, feeling the heat surrounding him. “Oh… fu−ugh.” Ryland hadn’t known himself to curse during sex, but his arousal started to get the best of him. He quickened his pulling, rubbing his own release into his skin. Close to eruption, his nipples hardened, and his eyes rolled back in his head. Images of Dale on all fours, taking him completely caused the climax to happen quickly. “Dale.” Ryland shuddered, and his lips quivered. Colorful lights flashed in front of his eyes. “Ugh.” Ryland shot long streams of jizz onto the glass, giving any possible onlookers quite the show. None of it bothered him at all, unlike before, when he’d be embarrassed showing any bit of skin.

How could this be that he didn’t care about being exposed during a very personal moment? He’d begun watching adult films a lot more, masturbating to the content. Obviously his brother’s wild tendencies were becoming part of Ryland’s personality, and actually, in a way, he liked it. 

Silver Star on All Romance for Mon Frere, Plus One

Greetings

Been so busy tying up Shar's brain with ILIR we haven't posted anything on the blogs

Sorry...

But here is some good news 

A Silver star for Mon Frere, Plus One

Don't have it yet?

Here are the links

Amazon

ARe

And 

Smashwords

New Cover and Mon Frere, Plus One coming to you this Weekend!

Well its done

The follow-up to Mon Amour, the story with my beloved twins, Ryland and Ryder

Amazon

ARe

And 

Smashwords

Halloween Bloghop October 23-26 CONTEST

What are YOU Afraid Of?

Michael Mandrake

Greetings readers, welcome to the Halloween Bloghop hosted by Sable Hunter. I’m honored to be asked to participate in this event and my post today is about being afraid. Ooh. This is Halloween after all and for whatever reason, people love to be scared. They love haunted houses, scary movies. They dress up like ghouls, witches, goblins. Eek! Seemingly part of the appeal of Halloween is to embrace things you’d normally fear, like zombies. *shudders* Who wants to be around a bunch of dead things. *laughs* But people love them, especially around Halloween.

What am I afraid of? Hmm, let’s see. Mice, snakes, very large insects, you know the usual. And well, I don’t really like haunted houses or scary movies. Jason, Nightmare on Elm Street and Chucky movies don’t appeal to me. I love the old classic horrors like Psycho, even the Exorcist which frightens the beejesus out of me is a great film.

What about you? Are you afraid of vampires, ghosts, scary movies? What about demons? Hmm, these things I am sure I’d be afraid of if I saw them in person. But since I write them, they aren’t scary at all to me.

Here’s a little about my twin vamps, Ryland and Ryder which have a book coming out soon. Be mindful, it is an erotica twincest story so if you’re not into that, perhaps you should stay away. I’m very proud of my vamps and I thank reader Judy S for giving me the idea.

Book One Mon Frere, My True Love Blurb: Twin vamps Ryland and Ryder Durand are only different in personality while the rest is exactly the same. Ryland, the author is calm and conservative while Ryder the club owner is wild and lewd. However, the brothers share the same dark desire and haven’t informed one another. Will that bring them closer together or sever their relationship for all eternity?

All Romance Link      Amazon       Smashwords

Book Two Mon Amour, Forever More Blurb: Identical twins, Ryland and Ryder Durand have consummated their relationship but jealousy and concern about their personality clashes have brought problems to their seemingly perfect union. Will the brothers stay together despite the challenges?

Amazon  All Romance  Smashwords

Read excerpts on the All Romance links

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And now the contest. Lets do an Amazon 5GC, a copy a book from my backlist and a prize from Ryland and Ryder. I love allowing the characters to pick prizes. Make sure to leave your email in the comments! US entries only!

Check out the other bloggers who are participating here

Saturday Sips - Mon Frere, Plus One

Book 2 Mon Amour

Greetings folks. I just finished first draft on Mon Frere, plus One which is the 3rd book in the N'awlins Exotica Paranormal series. There are 2 more after this one and our beloved twins will fade into N'awlins Exotica as well as another GLBT series I have coming tentatively called Immortal Souls which features Angel Calisto and demon Valios from Demon Be Mine.

Back to book 3, this one goes more  in depth with the twins and Rylands sudden desire for a third. It's a little scary too as Valios makes an appearance in this story. I also introduce Wade and Waylon Mooney into the fold and there is a special appearance by Kajika as well. It's a long one, look for it to be released by Halloween or the first week of November.

Unedited Excerpt

“I’m wavering, I’m sinkin into the abyss, with you,” Wade Mooney strummed his acoustic guitar on the steps of the Down Home lounge. Because he was good friends with the owner, he allowed him to use this place as his stage while the place was closed. Wade wished he could get some kind of big time deal to support himself and mother in her time of need. The money from his brother Waylon only went so far.

As he continued to wail, a small crowd gathered around him, clapping to his melodies and moving to the beats with him and his background band. Despite the fact they did pretty good with the change, bus cards, and food from onlookers, it was never enough. Wade really hated taking money from his more successful brother all the time. He paid his rent, gave him cash anytime he asked for it and Wade was starting to feel like more of a burden. Still, Wade knew his sibling didn’t mind. The kind hearted Waylon Mooney would never say no.

Besides that, much of Waylon’s Money went to taking care of their sick mother. The insurance she had only went so far and the bills had gotten out of control. Wade knew he had to do something so robbing the old lady he’d helped over the last couple of months was necessary. Sure he felt guilty but she was too rich to notice the three thousand he’d taken anyway.

“My, my, my…little sister…can’t stop thinkin about your love.” Wade rolled his eyes at the lyrics his band mate had written. Wade could care less about a woman but his drummer, Dave, didn’t think any tunes about manlove would go over well with the masses. Wade mentioned artists like Adam Lambert but David balked at it, saying he wouldn’t be singing any “faggot” songs. At times, Wade wished he could ask David to leave the band, but he was by far the best drummer they’d played with.

“Sing it, babe.” Interrupting him, a pretty young woman yelled out to Wade, dancing to the beat and snapping her fingers in front of the small crowd. As if on stage, she twirled around and maneuvered her body, much to everyone’s enjoyment.

Despite not being attracted to the ladies, he took pleasure in seeing someone dance to one of their tunes. “Go on, baby… go for it, now.” Wade continued to strum, looking away from woman to concentrate on his notes. He loved the interaction of the crowds and wished his band could land regular gigs to make extra money. Of course if that happened there would have to be changes if they were to be successful. The question was how far Wade was willing to go to get to the top? This was the reason Wade’s Nola Connection Band stayed in the shadows even here in their own state. Wade was too headstrong to change and too lazy to do a lot more than what he had to. If only he had the same drive as his brother Waylon, then he might not be in this situation.

One more lyric and couple of picks of the strings and Nola Connection was done with this set. At the close of the song, people cheered and applauded, leaving change and dollar bills in the small case before them. Much to Wade’s chagrin the song his drummer wrote seemed to be quite a hit every time they sung it. Too bad he couldn’t change the words around to fit his sexual preference.

“Hey, see there, man… see…” David ran up behind, clasping him on the back. “Told ya that song would be a crowd pleaser.” Smiling wide, he crouched down, picking up the wads of money in the guitar case.

“Yeah, yeah, alright, you told me… still it don’t mean nothin’, dude. When we get some kind of regular gig or a deal then come talk to me.” Wade glared at David and his other guitarist, Sid grabbing handfuls of the cash. Yeah he liked the money a whole lot but could care less about this chump change. The fact remained he was still broke, living off his brother when he, the older of the two, shouldn’t be such a moocher. Wade knew he should be setting the example, not following it.

David looked up from his kneeling position with discerning eyes. “Well, when you gonna get that for us, Wade? I mean, we been waiting for your lazy ass to come through with something. Unlike you, me and Sid got day jobs and families to feed. We don’t need this as much as you do but yet, you ain’t done a whole lot to make things happen.”

Wade’s brows furrowed and he tossed his guitar pick away. “Fuck you, man! I’ve been making some calls to get things going, right? I talked with a couple of bars in Metarie about playing there and in Mississippi.”

“Yeah, at the same tired places we been at man? What about deals, what about sending our shit to some companies or having people come check us out, here? I thought that was your main focus, man?”

Wade grimaced when David spewed the same idiotic nonsense he’d heard before. “Dude, people don’t do that shit anymore; they DIY every fucking thing. You put your shit on Facebook, upload on Youtube which I’ve done… We got over six hundred thousand hits for some of our street performances, man. Just hoping to get noticed by someone, that’s all. It will happen too…mark my words, man.”

David held his hands up. “Alright, man. Don’t forget, this is mostly your dream. And again, you won’t get very far singin’ songs about boys when you are one. That guy Lambert got lucky…” He stuffed a few bills in his pockets as did Sid. “Left most for you, dude. Why don’cha buy some new duds with it or something?” I gotta get to work.”

“Yeah me too, man. See ya tomorrow night, then?” Sid snapped his case closed and slung it over his back.

“Yeah, later dudes.” Wade waved them away and dropped to his knees, taking the rest of the money for himself. As much as he wanted to buy some clothes, he couldn’t, knowing tonight’s money would be for groceries for the next three days. Too bad for that too because many of the pairs of jeans he owned were starting to show wear and tear. Perhaps Waylon would take pity on him and take Wade shopping when he arrived back in town in the next few weeks. Waylon hardly said no to his brother and Wade was mighty grateful for this fact.

Sighing, he loaded his own jean pockets with the last of the money and placed his guitar on the case. The Down Home was due to open any minute now and he needed to move before the masses made their way inside. Perhaps he’d stick around a moment, especially to meet that hot man who he ogled a few days ago.

Mmph…

That creature, that man was strikingly beautiful. He was so damn shy he refused to come out of the shadows. The poor man must’ve been so afraid he hid behind a car, trying to stay away. Wade wished he didn’t. Someone so beautiful shouldn’t be covering themselves. But before he could react or introduce himself, he was gone and hadn’t come back to this spot since.

“Where are you sexy man?” Wade tilted his head to the side, peering at the people gathering at the entrance to get into the club. This was however one of the best places in the quarter for people to enjoy cheap drinks and great music. Tourists flocked to the Down Home because of its favorable reputation. Wade lifted his case and nodded at onlookers. “Have fun ladies and gents and when you come out don’t forget to tip your friendly street performer.” Wade yanked his pack of cigs out his pocket and headed to the corner.

Wade’s routine everyday was to play on the steps with the band then on the sidewalk to perform alone. Here he’d be able to do his own songs without worrying about David or Sid.

With his Marlboro hanging from his mouth, he pulled out his guitar and popped a squat on the blanket be used as a seat. Softly, he stroked the strings, thinking about the gorgeous stranger who ran away.

Hey good looking man, why don’cha come back and see me play.

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