The authors are doing self-interviews over at Writer's Evolution. Simone almost missed hers.
See what she told us. I promise she'll be back next with MMF and in the next two weeks she'll be welcoming a guest blogger on Wednesdays.
--- Ethan Moreland.
Showing posts with label Smugglers' Cove. Show all posts
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Monday, February 14, 2011
Monday, March 15, 2010
Knight Of Pleasure Out Today!
Knight of Pleasure - Book One of the Smugglers' Cove Books is being released from Total-E-Bound Today!!!!
The Blurb:
Wounded in Iraq, Dean Hudson is forced to give up his dream of a career in the Marine Corps. Nearly recovered from the physical wounds that left him scarred, he resigns himself to a life alone, and begins to deal with the emotional and mental scars the war left behind while he tries to rebuild a life. Having kept his homosexuality a secret for so long, he doesn't expect to find love or acceptance in the arms of a knight.
On the weekends, successful brewery co-owner, Dom Ethan Moreland dons armour and a sword and fights other knights. The adrenaline rush and stress relief provided by the atmosphere of the renaissance faire also serve as a constant reminder of the love he still hasn't found and can't remember having.
When Dean meets Ethan dressed as a knight, he never dreams that he will find happiness and love on his knees while submitting to Ethan.
Excerpt:
Dean nodded and shifted uncomfortably in his seat, wanting to bolt. The crowded open area of the faire set his nerves on edge, and he longed for peace and quiet and solitude. Jennie wriggled out of his lap, and he waited for her to climb down to the bench in front of them to join her two brothers before he edged away from Carla.
Dean rubbed his sweating palms on his jeans, thankful the breezy day spared him the awkwardness of explaining why he wasn’t wearing shorts. He hadn’t worn shorts since before his last deployment, when his body and life were changed forever. It was a day like any other, but one he would never forget the day of his last patrol. Two years later, he was looking at an uncertain future as a disabled vet who couldn’t stand on his own two feet without the aid of a cane.
He watched the maroon-clad knight, Ethan, round on his opponent, swing his sword and drive the man to his knees. Kicking him in the chest, he raised his hands in celebration as the man toppled backwards. Half of the crowd cheered. The other half booed. An armour-less man dressed in a black and white tunic bearing the colours and crest of the entertainment troop rushed forward to help the defeated knight to his feet.
One after another, the armoured men dropped to one knee, heads bowed in the direction of a short, round, blonde-haired woman, who despite her smile, looked as though she’d just tasted something disgusting. Ethan stuck his sword into the dirt, removed his helmet then knelt on one knee.
Dean inhaled sharply. Long, light-brown hair was tied at the nape of the man’s neck, and beads of sweat ran down the sides of his face. His angular jaw gave way to the subtle lines hidden beneath armour.
"Ethan’s gay, by the way, and single,” Carla whispered in his ear. “I thought you might like him.”
“You told me in one of the letters you sent me. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to play matchmaker,” Dean said good-naturedly, hugging his sister.
“Why shouldn’t I want my brother to find true love?”
He wasn’t sure about true love, but Dean wondered what it would be like to get fucked by Ethan. The single photograph Carla had sent him of Ethan was decidedly less sexy than the sight on the field in front of him. Dean started. How long had it been since he’d thought about another guy? Too long, he chastised himself. There was no guarantee that Ethan was single, and Dean had to meet a player he liked. He strongly suspected Ethan was a top, which suited him fine. Dean had topped before, but he preferred bottoming. So had Brad, his ex, so he’d ended up topping more often than not, wanting to make his lover happy. It hadn’t been enough to keep Brad from cheating on him.
Dean remembered the day he’d come home early and found Brad in their bed, technically Dean’s bed, with one of the company clerks. Dean shook his head, pulling himself from his memories, surprised to find all of the armoured men standing in the centre of the ring. The combatants squared off. Dean winced when Ethan was hit first in the leg by one person followed closely on the back of the helmet by the knight in the green and yellow tunic.
“Come on, I’ll introduce you to him. You’ll like him.” Carla giggled.
Dean smiled and nodded trying to keep his excitement at bay.
“Ethan! Lord Blackmoore!” Carla called out, drawing the attention of several knights.
“You fought wonderfully, as always,” Carla said, hugging Ethan.
“Ethan, this is my brother Dean Hudson,” Carla said, reaching for Dean. “Dean, this is one of my best friends, Ethan Moreland, also known as Lord Blackmoore, one of the Knights of Steel.”
“Nice to meet you, Dean. Welcome home.” Ethan held out his hand.
Dean moved his cane to the other hand and shook hands with Ethan, who ran his thumb over Dean’s knuckles. Desire ran rampant through Dean’s body, pooling in his groin at the contact. “Nice to meet you too,” Dean replied, wishing he knew Ethan well enough to move the errant strand of light brown hair that fell across one dark eye.
“You’re being summoned my lord,” Carla said, turning from them towards the arena where the other knights had gathered.
“You will be staying for a while right?” Ethan asked, looking from Dean to Carla and back again.
Dean saw the plea in sister’s eyes, pushed aside his growing discomfort and nodded. He wanted today to be special for her. On top of working, raising her kids and trying to have a life, she’d been looking after him since he’d returned home.
“It was nice to meet you,” Dean said, half hoping he’d get to know Ethan better.
“My pleasure, Dean. My pleasure,” Ethan answered, running two knuckles along Dean jaw line. Dean thought he saw a look of possession in Ethan’s eyes before the man turned and left them.
“Come on. Let’s go see more of the faire,” Carla began as soon as Ethan was out of hearing distance. She hooked an arm through his and pulled him away from the arena. “So, what do you think?”
“They do this for fun?” Dean looked around at the vast array of costumes ranging from elegant to gaudy. He leaned heavily on his cane, carefully picking his way over the rough terrain.
The Blurb:
Wounded in Iraq, Dean Hudson is forced to give up his dream of a career in the Marine Corps. Nearly recovered from the physical wounds that left him scarred, he resigns himself to a life alone, and begins to deal with the emotional and mental scars the war left behind while he tries to rebuild a life. Having kept his homosexuality a secret for so long, he doesn't expect to find love or acceptance in the arms of a knight.
On the weekends, successful brewery co-owner, Dom Ethan Moreland dons armour and a sword and fights other knights. The adrenaline rush and stress relief provided by the atmosphere of the renaissance faire also serve as a constant reminder of the love he still hasn't found and can't remember having.
When Dean meets Ethan dressed as a knight, he never dreams that he will find happiness and love on his knees while submitting to Ethan.
Excerpt:
Dean nodded and shifted uncomfortably in his seat, wanting to bolt. The crowded open area of the faire set his nerves on edge, and he longed for peace and quiet and solitude. Jennie wriggled out of his lap, and he waited for her to climb down to the bench in front of them to join her two brothers before he edged away from Carla.
Dean rubbed his sweating palms on his jeans, thankful the breezy day spared him the awkwardness of explaining why he wasn’t wearing shorts. He hadn’t worn shorts since before his last deployment, when his body and life were changed forever. It was a day like any other, but one he would never forget the day of his last patrol. Two years later, he was looking at an uncertain future as a disabled vet who couldn’t stand on his own two feet without the aid of a cane.
He watched the maroon-clad knight, Ethan, round on his opponent, swing his sword and drive the man to his knees. Kicking him in the chest, he raised his hands in celebration as the man toppled backwards. Half of the crowd cheered. The other half booed. An armour-less man dressed in a black and white tunic bearing the colours and crest of the entertainment troop rushed forward to help the defeated knight to his feet.
One after another, the armoured men dropped to one knee, heads bowed in the direction of a short, round, blonde-haired woman, who despite her smile, looked as though she’d just tasted something disgusting. Ethan stuck his sword into the dirt, removed his helmet then knelt on one knee.
Dean inhaled sharply. Long, light-brown hair was tied at the nape of the man’s neck, and beads of sweat ran down the sides of his face. His angular jaw gave way to the subtle lines hidden beneath armour.
"Ethan’s gay, by the way, and single,” Carla whispered in his ear. “I thought you might like him.”
“You told me in one of the letters you sent me. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to play matchmaker,” Dean said good-naturedly, hugging his sister.
“Why shouldn’t I want my brother to find true love?”
He wasn’t sure about true love, but Dean wondered what it would be like to get fucked by Ethan. The single photograph Carla had sent him of Ethan was decidedly less sexy than the sight on the field in front of him. Dean started. How long had it been since he’d thought about another guy? Too long, he chastised himself. There was no guarantee that Ethan was single, and Dean had to meet a player he liked. He strongly suspected Ethan was a top, which suited him fine. Dean had topped before, but he preferred bottoming. So had Brad, his ex, so he’d ended up topping more often than not, wanting to make his lover happy. It hadn’t been enough to keep Brad from cheating on him.
Dean remembered the day he’d come home early and found Brad in their bed, technically Dean’s bed, with one of the company clerks. Dean shook his head, pulling himself from his memories, surprised to find all of the armoured men standing in the centre of the ring. The combatants squared off. Dean winced when Ethan was hit first in the leg by one person followed closely on the back of the helmet by the knight in the green and yellow tunic.
“Come on, I’ll introduce you to him. You’ll like him.” Carla giggled.
Dean smiled and nodded trying to keep his excitement at bay.
“Ethan! Lord Blackmoore!” Carla called out, drawing the attention of several knights.
“You fought wonderfully, as always,” Carla said, hugging Ethan.
“Ethan, this is my brother Dean Hudson,” Carla said, reaching for Dean. “Dean, this is one of my best friends, Ethan Moreland, also known as Lord Blackmoore, one of the Knights of Steel.”
“Nice to meet you, Dean. Welcome home.” Ethan held out his hand.
Dean moved his cane to the other hand and shook hands with Ethan, who ran his thumb over Dean’s knuckles. Desire ran rampant through Dean’s body, pooling in his groin at the contact. “Nice to meet you too,” Dean replied, wishing he knew Ethan well enough to move the errant strand of light brown hair that fell across one dark eye.
“You’re being summoned my lord,” Carla said, turning from them towards the arena where the other knights had gathered.
“You will be staying for a while right?” Ethan asked, looking from Dean to Carla and back again.
Dean saw the plea in sister’s eyes, pushed aside his growing discomfort and nodded. He wanted today to be special for her. On top of working, raising her kids and trying to have a life, she’d been looking after him since he’d returned home.
“It was nice to meet you,” Dean said, half hoping he’d get to know Ethan better.
“My pleasure, Dean. My pleasure,” Ethan answered, running two knuckles along Dean jaw line. Dean thought he saw a look of possession in Ethan’s eyes before the man turned and left them.
“Come on. Let’s go see more of the faire,” Carla began as soon as Ethan was out of hearing distance. She hooked an arm through his and pulled him away from the arena. “So, what do you think?”
“They do this for fun?” Dean looked around at the vast array of costumes ranging from elegant to gaudy. He leaned heavily on his cane, carefully picking his way over the rough terrain.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Smugglers' Cove - Knight Of Pleasure
I got the cover for my new book! Knight Of Pleasure, the first in the Smugglers' Cove Series, due out from Total-e-Bound on March 15th!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Knight Of Pleasure
Knight of Pleasure is the first book in a series from Total-e-Bound and it centers around a microbrewery in an average size midwest city. It's due for release in March 2010.
A few songs will invariably find there way into every book, but I'm not completely sure.
Soundtrack - Knight of Pleasure
1. Some Gave All - Billy Ray Cyrus
2. Tears of Joy - Composed by:Pierre Langer, SESAC (50%), Scott P. Schreer, BMI (50%)- Free Play Music
3. Journey - Robyn Wyldwood
4. Oak, Ash, Thorn - Robyn Wyldwood
5. Final Sacrifice - Composed by:Patrick James Slattery, BMI - Free Play Music
6. Warriors and Knights - Composed by:Pierre Langer, SESAC (50%), Scott P. Schreer, BMI (50%) - Free Play Music
7. In Rememberance - Free Play Music
8. Sacred Shabbat - Loreena McKennitt
9. Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad - Meatloaf
10. Legion - Composed by:Paul Andrews, ASCAP- Free Play Music
11. Dawn Mist - Composed by:D. DiFonzo, BMI, Scott P. Schreer, BMI - Free Play Music
12. Kamande - Cirque Du Soleil
13. Bring Me To Life - Evanescence
14. If You're Going Through Hell - Rodney Atkins
15. Bumper Of My SUV - Chely Wright
16. God Bless America - Martina McBride
17. Leader Of The Pack - Twisted Sister
18. I Remember - Wood Land
19. Health To The Company - Robyn Wyldwood
20. 'Til The Last Shots Fired - Trace Adkins
Enjoy the music!!!!!!!!!!!
A few songs will invariably find there way into every book, but I'm not completely sure.
Soundtrack - Knight of Pleasure
1. Some Gave All - Billy Ray Cyrus
2. Tears of Joy - Composed by:Pierre Langer, SESAC (50%), Scott P. Schreer, BMI (50%)- Free Play Music
3. Journey - Robyn Wyldwood
4. Oak, Ash, Thorn - Robyn Wyldwood
5. Final Sacrifice - Composed by:Patrick James Slattery, BMI - Free Play Music
6. Warriors and Knights - Composed by:Pierre Langer, SESAC (50%), Scott P. Schreer, BMI (50%) - Free Play Music
7. In Rememberance - Free Play Music
8. Sacred Shabbat - Loreena McKennitt
9. Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad - Meatloaf
10. Legion - Composed by:Paul Andrews, ASCAP- Free Play Music
11. Dawn Mist - Composed by:D. DiFonzo, BMI, Scott P. Schreer, BMI - Free Play Music
12. Kamande - Cirque Du Soleil
13. Bring Me To Life - Evanescence
14. If You're Going Through Hell - Rodney Atkins
15. Bumper Of My SUV - Chely Wright
16. God Bless America - Martina McBride
17. Leader Of The Pack - Twisted Sister
18. I Remember - Wood Land
19. Health To The Company - Robyn Wyldwood
20. 'Til The Last Shots Fired - Trace Adkins
Enjoy the music!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Catching Up!!!!
I know, I've been a bad blogger lately. It's been nuts in my house. Midterms and papers had to be done. Bug went to school camp with her class and two other schools and while I missed her something awful, I wasn't bored. Tired, though.
A bunch of my friends and I got together and decorated plain white baseball caps with ribbon, buttons, pompoms, paint, markers and glitter then we stitched fleece on the inside to line it and gave them to children's cancer center near our school.
Then the school had a military appreciation hockey team and we collected items to put in care packages to send to the troops overseas. There were people in uniform representing all the branches and kids from the local youth auxiliaries. And an honor guard.
On November 10th, the US Marine Corps turned 234th. Wish your favorite Marine a late happy birthday!
On Veterans Day we relayed the flag from our school to the national cemetery 17ish miles away. Fun but tiring, because there was a pig roast afterward and a late dinner at Applebees.
In the midst of all that I was working on a Valentine's Book - To Love Again - but it didn't turn out as light as I wanted it too. The guys told me their story and refused to budge on it. Ugh. But it's done. And I finished my edits for the first Smugglers' Cove Book - Knight of Pleasure. YEAH!!!!
Now, so I don't get bored again before it's time for finals and graduation and applying to grad school, I've started on another book. Well two of them - The second Smugglers' Cove Book and the first in another series.
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