HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

IT'S HERE!

Bartholome would give anything to get his young lover Rene to stop running away from him. Years ago, he made a stupid mistake, letting the rest of their wolf pack come between them, but he knows better now. Rene’s not sure he can believe Barthe will ever want him. Can they come back together before they lose their chance forever?

IOW:

Biting.

Spanking.

Growling.

A monster.

Kidnapping.

Torn clothes.

Torn skin.

Hot man on man humping.

:D

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Better as a Memory Soundtrack

So, I'm working on this book which is murdering my soul.

I love it, but SO SAD.

At any rate, it started with one song (Better as a Memory) and went directly to hell.

So what do I do?

I share.

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Better As A Memory by Kenny Chesney

Mine Would Be You by Blake Shelton

Say Something by A Great Big World

Used Up by Logan Mize

I May Hate Myself in the Morning by Lee Ann Womack

I Just Can't Go On Dying Like This by George Strait

Demons by Kenny Chesney

What I'd Give by Sugarland

I Might Get Over You by Kenny Chesney

As You Turn Away by Lady Antebellum

The Cowboy in Me by Tim McGraw

I Love You When by Roger Creager

Break What's Broken by Charlie Worsham

Old Flame by Rascal Flatts

Hand Me Down by Matchbox Twenty

Stay by Florida Georgia Line

Falling by Love by Lisa Loeb and Emmy Lou Harris

Your Next Lover by Lori McKenna

Cover Your Eyes by Jason Cassidy

Stay by Lisa Loeb

This is How a Heart Breaks by Rob Thomas

Unlove Me by Julie Roberts

Lady Down on Love by Kenny Chesney

These Days by Rascal Flatts

Come On Get Higher by Sugarland

Chillin' It by Cole Swindell

Bad Goodbye by Clint Black and Wynonna

Wake Up Older by Julia Roberts

Disease by Rob Thomas

Over When It's Over by Eric Church

I Can't Make You Love Me by Bonnie Raitt

Break Down Here by Julie Roberts

Push by Matchbox Twenty

Forget About Us by Tim McGraw

I Guess He'd Rather be in Colorado by Mary Chapin Carpenter

Broken In by Trent Willmon

El Condor Pasa by Simon and Garfunkel

Please Come to Boston by Kenny Chesney

Secure Yourself to Heaven by Indigo Girls

Goodbye Town by Lady Antebellum

Somewhere with You by Kenny Chesney

I Feel a Sin Comin' On by Pistol Annies

Are You With Me by Easton Corbin

Sunshine on my Shoulders by Train

The Only Way I Know by Jason Aldean, Eric Church, and Luke Bryan

What Hurts the Most by Aaron Lewis

Bruises by Train

Wagon Wheel by Darius Rucker

Highway Don't Care by Tim McGraw

Live LIke You Were Dying by Tim McGraw

The Long and Winding Road by The Beatles

What I'm Working on This Week (a day late)

I had the inlaws here last week, but traveling did give me ideas like whoa. 

Whoa.

As in, I have a whole new series brewing...

 

Active Writing:

Better as a Memory (m/m, cont) -- new Eat My Brain novel without deadline or publisher. Playlist is up to 53 songs. Can't stop crying.

Mick's Pups (m/m/m werewolves) -- OMG, the cute.

Home for the Hollandaise (m/m cowrite with Julia) -- old lovers in small town Texas ;-)

On hold:

m/m/f novel (co-write with Julia) -- fun, sexy menage. This one doesn't have a home or a deadline, so it keeps getting pushed back. I need to get this one open, or it's going to die.

 

In edits/rewrites:

The Four Horsemen: Ace and Kitty: working on the rewrites

Beauty and the Beast -- in rewrites. 

 

Next week's plan?

Write. Sub Beauty and the Beast. Make chili.

 

Much love, y'all.
BA

Brother and sister in law visiting this week,

so I'm a little out of pocket, enjoying them and remembering Julia's daddy.

See y'all Saturday!

Much love,

BA

Shifters and Vampires and Psychics, Oh My!

You know, I love writing paranormals. I love the biting, the growling, the bending of the rules. 

I rarely think of shifters as being dangerous, really, or scary. Partially that's because I'm a dog person and I've never met a pup I was scared of. Met one that was aggressive enough to treat with extreme caution, sure. Scared, not yet.

I don't even have the sense to be scared of coyotes out in the desert.

Lizards? Yeah. Oh, yeah. O.o

I think, though, I need to write another vampire. I had SO much fun writing Long Black Cadillac that I might need to explore a little clan of biters in the bayou, hiding out...

Oooh...

Gotta run take notes, y'all.

Much love,

BA

Six Sentence Sunday -- Mick's Pup (m/m/m paranormal)

“Thank you. Oh, thank you for today.”

“Thank you, too, honey. I promise, no one will be mad at you.” Not Daniel, because Mick would pay him a visit next.

“I hope not, because I wouldn’t hurt him for anything.”

 

***

Much love, 

BA

What I'm Working on This Week

Writing writing, la la la

Active Writing:

Better as a Memory (m/m, cont) -- new Eat My Brain novel without deadline or publisher. Playlist is up to 53 songs. Can't stop crying.

Beauty and the Butch (working title) -- f/f assassin piece for Ellora's Cave, due November 1. Almost done.

Mick's Pups (m/m/m paranormal) -- hot growly bitiness. :D

Home for the Hollandaise (m/m contemporary) -- these boys are cracking me up

On hold:

m/m/f novel (co-write with Julia) -- fun, sexy menage. This one doesn't have a home or a deadline, so it keeps getting pushed back. I need to get this one open, or it's going to die.

In edits/rewrites:

The Four Horsemen: Ace and Kitty: working on the rewrites.

Next week's plan?

Brother in law is coming Tuesday-Saturday, so my only goal is finishing the girls up. :D

Much love, y'all.
BA

Cereus: Training is Here!!

Julia and I wrote blind bear shifters, a m/m/m/m involving two pups, an Alpha and a vamp. Sean played with a fallen angel.

JOY!

Get it here: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=76_106&products_id=4041

Cereus: Training is Coming Wednesday!

The Terms of Release Soundtrack

So, I recently contracted Terms with Dreamspinner Press (HAPPY SQUEALING). 

Terms ate my brain for months and I love it with a fiery passion of a thousand suns. This one was built on a soundtrack -- without this music, there wouldn't have been a book, so I wanted to give everyone a sneak peek of the songs that rode me and inspired me. :D

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A Modern Day Prodigal Son by Brantley Gilbert -- This was the song that started the book. It came on the iTunes and I burst into tears, Sage wrapping around my skull.

Nobody's Crying by Patty Griffin

Landslide by Fleetwood Mac

Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) by Nancy Sinatra

Bruises (feat. Ashley Monroe) by Train

Number 37405 by Tim McGraw

Blackbird by Sarah Darling

Whataya Want from Me (Live at ENERGY Berlin 103.4) by Adam Lambert -- it has to be this version. This is Win and Sage's version.

Merry Go 'Round by Kacey Musgraves

Forever (Live Acoustic) by Aaron Lewis

Mississippi by Mac Powell

Two Lanes of Freedom by Tim McGraw

Wild World by Collin McLoughlin

Don't Give Up on Me by Jason Aldean

Speed of the Sound of Loneliness by Nancy Griffith

Hard to Love by Lee Brice

Ships That Don't Come In by Joe Diffie

The Cowboy in Me by Tim McGraw

El Cerrito Place by Kenny Chesney

The Cowboy Rides Away by George Strait

Til I Can Make It On My Own by Tammy Wynette

Rainy Night in Georgia by Chris Young

Aces by Suzy Bogguss

Gravity by Sara Bareilles

Til My Last Day by Justin Moore

Something That Wild by  Chris Cagle

So You Don't Have to Love Me Anymore by Alan Jackson

That's When You Know It's Over by Lee Brice

Sail On (feat. Tim McGraw) by Lionel Richie

Easy (feat. Willie Nelson) by Lionel Richie

Leather and Lace by Elizabeth Cook and Aaron Watson

Die By My Own Hand by Tim McGraw

Homeboy by Eric Church

St. Christopher by Texas Renegade

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Much love, y'all.

BA

Six Sentence Sunday -- From Better as a Memory (WIP, m/m)

He was so far from okay that he didn’t even know how his fucking body stayed alive from second to second. “I’m not okay, Ricky. I love him, and it doesn’t matter. I love him, and he doesn’t love me the same. I mean, like I’ve always loved him and always believed that we were going to be together and he’s in fucking Texas porking his high school sweetheart and having everyone clap him on the back. He laid right here, Ricky, and let me believe…” He shook his head and stood up, slamming a chair across the room, the sound of wood cracking satisfying as fuck. “What’s wrong with me?”

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*sniffles*

Much love, y'all.

BA

What I'm Working on this Week

Just trying to hit deadlines and fill holes this week. O.o

 

Active Writing:

Better as a Memory (m/m, cont) -- new Eat My Brain novel without deadline or publisher. Playlist is up to 53 songs. Can't stop crying.

Beauty and the Butch (working title) -- f/f assassin piece for Ellora's Cave, due November 1.

On hold:

m/m/f novel (co-write with Julia) -- fun, sexy menage. This one doesn't have a home or a deadline, so it keeps getting pushed back. I need to get this one open, or it's going to die.

 

In edits/rewrites:

The Four Horsemen: Ace and Kitty: working on the rewrites

Absinthe: At proofing.

Cereus: Training -- Weed and Feed. In edits.

Ride 'em -- at edits.

 

Next week's plan?

Start Home for the Hollandaise -- m/m cowrite with Julia, start m/m/m werewolves. :D 

 

Much love, y'all.
BA

What I'm Reading This Week

Finishing Doctor Sleep and then starting The Demonologist by Andrew Hyper. :D

Someone gave me a $100 Amazon g.c. this week and I'm stoked!

Much love, y'all,

BA

First, let me say LLAMAS! Daddy's llamas!

Then, before you judge me on all the things I have on needles, please note that a couple of Christmas presents are done and I can't share them yet. 

This is a shawl for Julia. Crocheted, fun. :D

This one one is the shawlette of frogging doom. I've torn it out twice.

My TV knitting. This one is soft and functional.

Still the biggest hat known to man.

Mother's squid shawl...

;-)

Much love, y'all.

BA

Wayback Wednesday -- Desert Lobo (m/m/f, paranormal)

I wrote this one for Julia. She has a thing for strong females and a bottom boy. ;-)

Desert Lobo

61 pages / 11400 words

Jonah is tracking Mexican wolves in the New Mexico desert when he meets Mariposa and Jesus. He thinks they're an amazingly hot couple, but thanks to tricky genetics he never suspects that they might be the same kind of wolf enthusiast he is. When he captures a wolf for tagging, though, Jonah learns that his new neighbors might have a lot more to them than just high sex-appeal. Can he convince gun-shy Mari that he has a lot to offer her and her mate?

Available at Torquere Press, Amazon, and All Romance Ebooks.

Author's Note: Heat level: 5 Flames ;-)

Excerpt:

Jalapenos.

He dreamed about them, paws sliding on the dirt as he slept. She'd left him food -- plenty of it, and good, too, but...

Not jalapenos.

Jesus whimpered, running in his sleep, mouth watering.

Hungry.

Hu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-ungry.

He jolted awake, coming up to stand on all four paws. Chiles. He could smell them roasting.

Was Mariposa home? He'd love it if she was. Home. With her dark eyes and her lips and her amazing stew...

She wasn't in the trailer. She wasn't under the dining fly, roasting chiles on the grill. She wasn't anywhere.

The chiles were, though, along with a hint of male and lust, both scents making his mouth water.

He was such a slut.

He kept to the shade as much as he could, slinking toward the good smells. There. At the other trailer, newer and much sleeker than theirs. The nature professor. Pretty man. Pretty, yummy man. Jesus could eat him alive -- toes to top.

They'd met several times, coming and going. Jonah was always polite, but there was something predatory about him, something that raised the hair on Jesus' neck.

He moved toward the camp, panting hard. There was meat with the chiles. He could smell it, almost taste it. It smelled like heaven. There was smoke, which meant a grill, and that meant he might be able to make off with something if he was careful.

He headed closer, nostrils flaring. He didn't see the pretty hunting man.

He would be so quick he was like a ghost. He would just grab and run. There was a plate of fajita right there on the edge of the little picnic table... He hopped up, teeth grabbing the steak and pulling, hard.

He heard a shout, then a loud puff of air. The dart hit him just behind the head, sinking deep into his neck.

He yelped, eyes rolling as he dug in and began to run, calling for Mariposa.

He didn't get far. His body fought the drug faster and harder than most wolves' would, but the net fouled his legs and he went down. Hard. His muzzle jittered across the dirt, the sand digging in.

"It's okay, boy. It's okay. I won't hurt you." It was the pretty man's voice, close enough to bite, if he could just get loose.

He barked, praying his mate was close enough to hear. No one came. No one but the beautiful man leaning over him, wavering in and out of focus. The voice was soothing, but it didn't help.

Mariposa! Mate! Help! Help! Hel...

Now, for the good news.

Bestseller #1!!!

Bestseller #2!!!

Also, I'm proud to announce I sold The Terms of Release to Dreamspinner Press! I wrote this novel specifically for them and I couldn't be happier. 

:D

Much love, y'all.

BA

Rambling on September

I have to be honest. September sucked. 

I didn't get to see my mom for her birthday. My father in law went into the hospital on the third, into hospice on the ninth, into 24/7 care on the 23rd and passed away in the small hours of the morning on the 26th. 

We spent the last week of September cleaning out his place.

I swear, it was the longest month ever and I feel like I'm totally out of touch with the real world. 

Today was the first 'normal' day I've had in 5 weeks. 

O.o

Weird, huh?

I'm really ready for a few days of normal in a row.

Much love, y'all.

BA

Six Sentence Sunday -- story for Horsing Around (no title yet)

“Oh, I could have something sweet.” Everything that came out of the man’s mouth was sex. It made Kaycee hard as a rock, his cock pushing at his jeans.

“Me, too. Though we might get dessert to go…”

“Then we could share.”

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Y'all pray that I finish this one. Vincent's been uber patient with me. 

 

Much love,

BA

What I'm Working on this Week

Life seems like it's never going to get back to normal, but I did get some writing work done this week.

 

Active Writing:

Cereus: Training (co-write with Julia) -- Weed and Feed -- Come on, boys. You're LATE.

Better as a Memory (m/m, cont) -- new Eat My Brain novel without deadline or publisher. Playlist is up to 53 songs. Can't stop crying.

Beauty and the Butch (working title) -- f/f assassin piece for Ellora's Cave

Story for Horsing Around anthology -- editor is waiting and staring. *blush*

On hold:

m/m/f novel (co-write with Julia) -- fun, sexy menage. This one doesn't have a home or a deadline, so it keeps getting pushed back. I need to get this one open, or it's going to die.

 

In edits/rewrites:

The Four Horsemen: Ace and Kitty: working on the rewrites

Absinthe: In edits.

 

Next week's plan?

Writing. Lots.

 

Much love, y'all.
BA

What I'm Reading This Week

Eeeeeeeeeee!