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Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Like a Virgin with Silvia Violet...

When Silvia Violet was a virgin…

So…in honor of my first solo release, Emery's Ritches…I've decided to celebrate by talking to some very talented authors about their first solo release! *giggles* You see…it isn't all about me all the time…but I do love weaseling my way into the action most of the time…hehe

Today I have been joined by not only talent but beauty as well. She has knocked my socks off with her wit and charm and she has knocked other things off with her talent and va-va-va-voom...*winks*...Let me introduce you to the fabulous author...Silvia Violet!
*blushes* Thanks for that amazing introduction, Havan. I'm thrilled to be here with you.

We are going to discuss Silvia's very first M/M release...*bites knuckle and grins*...dude I love saying that *swoons*...sorry *hangs head* Back to Silvia and her first M/M release... Sex on the Hoof...

And OMG does that title not just knock your assets out? I gotta ask...how did you get this freaking awesomeness of a title?
*giggles*I'm glad you like it. One of the things I love about this series is being able to be a little silly and play with puns. As I thought about funny things someone might say to a deer shifter hero, referring to him as "Sex on the Hoof" came to me immediately, and I knew I had to use it for the title.

Okay...I kinda jumped ahead with that question...my bad...now Sex on the Hoof is a part of a series for Changeling Press right—the Protect and Serve series? Tell us about this...is it easy to take place in a multi authored series? Do your characters make appearances in other author's books and what is your take on that?
I love being part of this multi-author series, because the other authors are fun to work with and their stories rock. The experience of writing for the Protect and Serve series has been easy for me, because the elements that link our stories are fairly simple. All the books have a shapeshifter as a hero or heroine, and one of the heroes or heroines is cop, firefighter, EMT or other uniformed service personnel. We have a group where we discuss certain world-building elements so we don't contradict each other, but we have a lot of autonomy for our own stories.

A little birdy told me that there are actually three books of yours in this series...and that a fourth one will be available soon...please elaborate for us...hehe
*grins* I'm always happy to talk about my Protect and Serve boys. Sex on the Hoof is actually the second book I wrote for the series. The first, Savage Wolf, is an m/f story starring Jason's sister, Natalie. My third book is Paws on Me which stars Drew's Lieutenant, Seth, and a bear shifter. *sigh* I do love bears. Big, strong, furry….where was I? Oh right. I'm working on a fourth book which will also star Drew and Jason. Are you ready for the title?......Hoofin' it to the Altar. It will be available in late summer or early fall.

OMG I love it! Okay…about me for a second *big smiles*…I'm personally going through some withdrawal anxieties with my boys—I was told I had to cut them loose and let them out into the big world without me to protect them *gasps*… did you have any withdrawal pains when you sent Jason and Drew into the real world?
*pets Havan* Withdrawal is hard, isn't it? Sending Drew and Jason out into the wide world was difficult, but they're big strong guys and so far, they've done okay.*grins*

Looking back—now that you have more experience under your belt—would you change anything about Sex on the Hoof or your way of handling its release?
I know a lot more m/m writers and resources like blogs, review sites, etc now than I did then, so I'd have a clearer plan about where and how to let everyone know that Drew and Jason were ready for their persual or….um….reading pleasure.


If you had to turn your virgin experience of publishing your book into an erotic novel what would you title it?
Jump In and Get Wet

What color would you label your first foray in publishing your book and why?
Violet because it's my name and my favorite flower and I think it's full of passion.

Now...just because I love the idea of a deer shifter and vampire being at our mercy...time for a quickie round!!!
Most likely to get down and dirty in public…If you didn't know them very well, you'd think it was Jason, but actually, it's Drew.
Most likely to wear a fedora and rock it…Drew
Most likely to eat food in bed…Jason (and Drew finds that habit abhorrent)
Most likely to be found barefoot…Jason
Most likely to find a stray kitten and bring her home…Jason but only because his sister foisted it on him
Most likely to have a sweet tooth—take it any way you like *winks*…Jason loves to eat sweets and Drew loves to eat Jason
In a silly battle of wills…most likely to refrain from…um…pleasuring themselves the longest…Drew
In a sillier battle of wills…most likely to come first in a race to completion…Jason

And now for my favorite part! *cuddles up next to Silvia...rests my head on her—...smiles big* Silvia promised to read to us tonight...I'm all yours my lovely...
*cuddles Havan to me* Get comfy. Here I go….

Blurb:
Deer shifter Jason Fleetfoot has turned his life around. After years of taking chances, he’s got a job as a crime lab technician, and he’s determined to forgo the risky behavior of his past.

Then he meets Drew Danvers, the only undead detective in the city. Jason hates vampires, or does he? Drew defies all the stereotypes of his kind and something about him has taken hold of Jason and won’t let go.

Will Jason take a chance on a man others would label a risk to his health if not his very life?

You can find Sex on the Hoof @ Changling Press & All Romance Ebooks (ARe)
You can find Silvia Violet @ her website & Facebook Author page


Excerpt:
I’m Jason Fleetfoot. I’ve made a lot of stupid mistakes in my life. The stupidest of all was taking a job with some assholes intent on manufacturing illegal chemical weapons.
My sister, Natalie, lost her job when her company folded, and I lost mine because my fucking boss was a bastard. I’ve got authority issues. And control issues. Alright, I’m seriously fucked up, but I wasn’t going to let my sister starve because I couldn’t keep it together.
So I made a deal with the devil and damn near got myself and Natalie killed. She saved me, she and her cop boyfriend, Wolf. The name’s not a joke. He’s a werewolf. Did I mention we’re shifters, Natalie and I. Deer shifters. If you think my human form is impressive, you should see me as a ten point buck. So yeah, a werewolf and a deer shifter. Somehow they’re making it work.
As much as I hate being beholden to Wolf, I wouldn’t be where I am now if it wasn’t for him. Once the cops cleared me, Wolf helped me get a job in the crime lab where I can use my knowledge of chemistry and computers for the good guys.
As the newest hire, I work nights, babysitting the equipment and working on what comes in during the wee hours. For the most part, I like it. It’s quiet and I get a chance to play around with new techniques and do a bit of programming. There’s only one problem, Detective Drew Danvers.
He works nights too. Not because he’s new, because he’s a God-damned vampire. They say he was Changed against his will. But what the hell was he doing picking up a vampire at a bar? I certainly have no intention of fucking a vampire. No matter how damn fuckable Drew is. Yeah, I like men, what of it? And Drew is a fine specimen of a man, like some Viking warrior. He’s at least 6’3” with sculpted arms and pecs that make him look like he could lift a truck one-handed. Considering he’s a vamp, he probably can.
Getting involved with Drew would be stupid on too many levels to count. And I’m finished with making stupid decisions. So why does my body want so desperately to be impaled on him – his cock, his fangs, anything he’d like to stick in me. Natalie’s right, my dick really doesn’t communicate with my brain. I don’t just want to fuck him, I want to be taken by him, and I never want that. Like I said, I have control issues. But with Drew . . . No, there’s never going to be anything with Drew.
I hear the buzz that signals someone entering the lab. I glance around from behind the mass spec machine. Shit! Speak of the devil or in this case his undead minion.
My pride will not let me hide even though I want to. I’m not afraid of him, even if I should be. I’m just afraid my unruly cock will give away my interest.
His gaze slides up and down my body. He’s looked at me like this before. But I have never been sure whether it’s sexual interest or him salivating over me like I’m a piece of the lush chocolate cake my grandma used to make on Sundays. “You alone in here, Fleetfoot?”
Shit, maybe he does mean to make a meal out of me. No point in lying though. He probably already knows the answer. Aren’t vampires supposed to be damn near omnipotent? “Newton called in sick, and everyone else is out in the field.
“Good.” Danvers smiles, still eyeing me like I’m prey. If I was in deer form I’d bolt, white tail flagging danger. But I’m a man and his ice blue gaze has me glued to the spot. God above, he’s gorgeous when he smiles. My cock is starting to get uncomfortable in my jeans.
My heart pounds as I try to interpret his response. Does he mean “good I’m going to give you to the best fuck of your life” or “good I’m going to drain your blood and leave you for dead”?

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Tantalizing Tuesday #5

Helllllllllo...
Happy Tantalizing Tuesday!

Soooo...what I'm doing here is taking a picture of my choice (scary now...huh? *giggles*) and writing a short 200 word scene to it.

That's it...*claps hands up and down* 200 words, no more and no less. Yes you can count them and keep me honest...and if I slip you can punish me too...*winks* Now you're wondering how many times I might 'accidently' slip aren't you? *chuckes*

And before this intro becomes longer than the main attraction (*gasps* shame on you all for thinking that way...oh you make me so proud! *big smiles*) Let's get on it...

There are always two sides...can you have one without the other?


Balance
copyright c. 2012 Havan Fellows

He has a fire in him. Some view it as a chaotic personality, others as a passion for completion. Whatever it is, it burns from the inside out and drives him to fulfill his destiny. Standing in his way isn't the wisest move, he will devour you with his appetite and never look back.

She has a tranquilness about her. Some view it as a compliant personality, others as a lazy air of indifference. Whatever it is, it rolls over her and allows her to thoroughly comprehend her surroundings. Standing in her way won't slow her down, she is a mastermind at working around the immediate issues, she can placate any problem and never look back.

What happens when chaos and calm confront each other? Will the chaos overcome the calm? Will the ice quench the fire?

He can't survive without her. She won't survive without him.

They are two sides of one soul, completing each other.

There is a balance that no one ever sees in themselves. A touch of flames in the waters and a dab of calm in the chaos. Good does not exist without evil.

Look deeply into your soul and be true to yourself...and live.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I've got my yin...*big smiles*

But guess what...I'm not the only one to do this Tantalizing Tuesday blog! No...honest I'm not! *giggles and grabs you* Get ready...get set...let's go!


Molly Synthia: http://mollysynthia.com

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Like a Virgin with Eric Arvin...

When Eric Arvin was a virgin…

So…in honor of my first solo release, Emery's Ritches…I've decided to celebrate by talking to some very talented authors about their first solo release! *giggles* You see…it isn't all about me all the time…but I do love weaseling my way into the action most of the time…hehe

Today I have a treat for all of you...I not only have an extremely handsome man on my blog *swoons and fans face*...he happens to be a bestselling author and extremely great human being. No seriously...when I begged him to come to me and talk about his virgin release he didn't hesitate to sit at attention and take me up on my offer! Oh yeah...I gots it like that *bats lashes and giggles*

Oh...you wanna know who I'm talking about? *heads desk* Yeah, I guess I can't keep him all to myself forever...can I? *shakes head* No...no I can't...so without further babbling...let me introduce you to the smart and sexy Eric Arvin! *fist pumps while making unrecognizable sounds with my mouth...stops...blushes* Sorry...Eric is here to talk to us about his first release with Dreamspinner Press—Slight Details & Random Events. *big smiles*

So, let's start this off with how you popped your cherry with Slight Details & Random Events...tell us about your first ever Dreamspinner release…oh man that has a naughty/nice ring to it...*blushes*…
Technically, my first release avec Dreamspinner was in their anthology collection Mr. Right Now. But my first solo effort was the aforementioned Slight Details & Random Events. Basically, it’s two novellas wrapped up in the warm, gooey goodness of short stories, poetry and even a few illustrations by my friend HVH. There be romance! There be erotica! There be comedy and drama, the fantastical and the tragic! There be lots of naughty bits and lots of heart!

What made you decide to do a book of short stories as your first release—was that a little risky in your opinion?
It was risky. Still is. Anthologies are not big sellers. After my short story “Deacon Decides” in Mr. Right Now impressed, though, I was asked to collect the other shorts I had written and compile them into a book. How could I resist? They liked me! They really liked me! And now they’re STUCK with me!!

The Painting

Why did you choose Dreamspinner Press to publish this book of yours…was there something special there or just fate?
As stated above, they chose me. It was fate! By that point I had two books out already – The Rest Is Illusion and Subsurdity - and was looking for a good publisher. I was lucky enough to find them as they were just getting off the ground. What they were doing on the ground is anyone’s guess.

I love this title—Slight Details & Random Events—it is catchy and in a way it seems telling...does this book of shorts live up to its name in your opinion?
Why, thank you! The title of the anthology is actually the original title of the Gael/Cat novella therein. Those stories are the best chapters from a book I wrote years ago that – as a whole – didn’t quite work. When separated into short stories, however – random events – they work very well.

Okay…about me for a second *big smiles*…I'm personally going through some withdrawal anxieties with my boys—I was told I had to cut them loose and let them out into the big world without me to protect them *gasps*… did you have any withdrawal pains when you sent all of your boys out there in the big bad world?
Not really. Short stories are different, in that you don’t feel as connected to the characters in them as you do with those in a novel. At least, I don’t. Now, my novels Woke Up in a Strange Place and the woefully mistreated Galley Proof – yes, definite withdrawal. I feel like a protective parent with them.

Looking back—now that you have more experience under your belt—would you change anything about Slight Details & Random Events or your way of handling its release?
I had no real concept of promotion back then. That would definitely be amped up. There are also one or two tales I would most certainly exclude from the anthology and replace them with others that are much stronger. There is one short called “Butterfly Tattoo”, for example, that’s basically me waxing poetic about someone I knew in college. It’s embarrassing.

If you had to turn your virgin experience of publishing your book into an erotic novel what would you title it?
Naughty Bits & Muscle Tits.

What color would you label your first foray in publishing your book and why?
Interesting. I'd say Green.

Now...I usually do a quickie round with the main characters...but I'm thinking with an anthology of short stories that could get confusing...so lets you and me have a quickie! *clears throat and looks at the noisy guy in the back* Yes...yes I have been waiting for a chance to say that...now be nice...*winks and motions to call him later*

Isn't he great...*sighs*
Favorite food... Ruebens..or chocolate muffin
Boxer or briefs... Boxers…unless the briefs are really sexy
Chocolate or vanilla... Chocolate, dark chocolate
Wine or top shelf... Wine
Moaner or screamer... Screamer
Creamy or crunchy *eye roll* peanut butter lol... Crunchy
Leather or denim... Denim
Pajamas or no... No
Favorite toy... Music player
Top or bottom... Depends on who gots the bigger booty. The Bigger booty bottoms. I have this fantasy that ALL bodybuilders are screaming bottoms.

And now for my favorite part! *cuddles up next to Eric...puts his arm around me...smiles big* Eric promised to read to us tonight...and just to set the mood I've got candlelight and some wine. *bats lashes up at Eric and sighs* I'm all yours...

Blurb:
A collection of short stories from one of today's most talented and challenging new writers. Eric Arvin covers everything from college love to mystical river sprites, from deep tragedy to bawdy sex comedy, in this collection that takes the everyday and finds the adventure within. It's a read sure to keep you guessing.
 

You can find Eric Arvin @ Daventry Blue Blog, Eric Arvin & Facebook Author page


 
Gordy Helps Out
Excerpt:
Gordy Helps Out
Eric Arvin
The weight room smelled like men at Harry’s House of Fitness. That’s not to say it stank; it just had that scent that men naturally exude, like salt and dampness. Some would call it intoxicating.
Four young men, cocky regulars, strutted about as if they owned the free weight area. They were good-looking and fit, adamant about looking like their steroid-enhanced idols in the muscle mags they bought on a weekly basis. They talked and acted as if they were already on level with the great muscle beasts, at least in the gym, at least around one another. They flexed and posed for the admiring girls who watched from a safe distance at the cables or the Body Solid machines. They were the kings of the weight room, so they thought, as young men of their age are often prone think. They were certainly louder which to them meant exceptionally more committed to fitness. There were other men in the gym, other big men. But they were older men. At least in their late 30s, and while they were impressive. they didn’t strut, they didn’t preen. To the four, this meant they weren’t as focused. The foursome pitied the older muscle dudes. The older muscle dudes tolerated the foursome.
The leader of the four, it seemed, was a young buffer named Jerry. Jerry liked to talk trash. If anyone threatened his dominance, he made it known he was none too happy. He was the largest of the four, the most muscular. Nice 18 inch biceps were flexed continuously since the time he would walk in to the weight room to the time he would walk out.
“Man, I had this chick last night,” he was saying to his three brethren, “she wanted it bad. Nice tits and one hell of an ass. Damn!”
The guys whooped in appreciation. They had stories of their own to tell. Stories, mind you.
“Did you give it to her?”
“I bet you nailed her good!”
“Oh, I gave it to her alright! Up the ass first. Damn, it was hot! She kept screaming ‘More! More! Harder!’” There his voice took on the caricature of a woman. “I gave her more. I tired her out, man. I tire all the ladies out.”
Jerry noticed the guys had suddenly stopped listening to him. Their attention, indeed, the attention of everyone in the gym, was focused now on something else.
Into the weight room, barefoot, shirtless, massive, and innocently smiling, strode something neither Jerry nor his comrades had seen before at their gym. This ‘something’s’ name was Gordy. Gordy was larger than any bodybuilder they had ever seen, but he was not beaten-looking. He didn’t look bloated from steroid use. The guy looked completely natural, but that had to be an impossibility. All four of the guys’ jaws dropped unwittingly.
Gordy wore but a tiny pair of green running shorts that stretched tight across his thighs, revealing a nice bulge in the crotch. Sighs were escaping from patrons all around him as he walked past. This was his first day trying out Harry’s House of Fitness, and he was excited. He had had to leave numerous other gyms in the past year and he hoped this one would actually work out.
Gordy was gorgeous. No two ways about it…but a couple of three ways went through people’s minds when they saw him. He was also very sweet. The sweetest man in the world, by some accounts. But he wasn’t too bright. That was a muscle stereotype that unfortunately applied to Gordy.
Jerry and his crew noticed (once they were able to avert their eyes from the Herculean-sized Adonis) that everyone who could see Gordy in the gym was flustered, swooning. Most notably, the women who Jerry and his friends always strutted for, were now totally oblivious to their presence and drawn to this new mountain of muscle. Jerry, of course, got very jealous.
Gordy went to the dumbbells, parting the foursome, nodding pleasantly at them. They forgot to nod back. There wasn’t room for a nod with all that muscle in the area. Gordy did 50 lb dumbbell curls as a warm-up. One of Jerry’s friends gasped. As he did his set, Gordy’s tight shorts constricted the two mounds of muscle ass so tight that it looked as if he were carrying two large melons in his shorts.
Jerry was getting more jealous. His own ass had always been the best in the gym. The girls had always told him so.
Filled with discontent, Jerry walked to the cables, intent on doing cable rope extensions until Gordy left the free weight area. He couldn’t compete with that. Even the gay guys at the gym, whom Jerry never really associated with, would be drawn to Gordy. And while Jerry didn’t want to have sex with another man, he wanted to keep their attention. But again, with an ass like that, how could he compete?
“Why am I thinking about his ass?” he chided himself as he leaned over to get the rope that was lying under a weighted barbell.
The rope, however, was caught. Jerry could not get it out from under the barbell without lifting the weights. But the weight added on was too much, even for him. He thought for a mili-second about asking Gordy, but would not be able to stand the mocking eyes of his friends. So, he decided instead to remove the collars, then whittle the weight down to a manageable size. He could then lift the barbell off the rope himself. Of course, it never occurred to Jerry to just do another exercise. He was stubborn and set and distracted.
Jerry twisted and pulled, but the collars would not give. He tried again, but they wouldn’t so much as budge an inch. At this, he began to get angry at every person in the gym, even though none of them aside from Gordy could have possibly used the heavy problem-causing barbell.
“Can I help?”
Jerry looked up to see Gordy standing a few feet away, his face pleasant and grinning. Jerry’s three friends watched, still awestruck from behind. One of them kept staring at Gordy’s ass. Was he gay? Jerry had nothing against gay guys, but it would be weird for him if one of his friends, his workout buddies, was gay. They had all seen him naked, watched him pose naked.
“Why did we pose naked?” he asked himself.
“With the weights,” Gordy reiterated. “Do you need any help?” His voice was nice and calm. Not the harsh, heavy affectation of most gym rats and bodybuilders.
Before Jerry could say no, Gordy cast his considerable shadow over where Jerry stood, and bent over to take a look at the collars on the barbell. Making room for Gordy’s mass, Jerry had been forced to position himself directly behind the new musclegod. When Gordy bent over to work on the collars he incidentally pushed Jerry against the mirrored wall with his massive bum.
Jerry’s friends expressions changed to faces of shock and some excitement, but Jerry wasn’t watching them. He was busy trying to quell the rising feeling of his own confusing excitement down below. The little green shorts holding the big, big melons began to flex and rub Jerry’s crotch as Gordy twisted and turned the collar on the barbell. Gordy grunted in labor as he worked, and this only added to Jerry’s horrific predicament. His dick became harder and harder as Gordy’s ass massaged him.
Pressure, release, pressure, release. Grunt.
Every so often Gordy would shift in his stance and this would enhance the unwanted pleasure Jerry was feeling. Gordy’s ass began to rub Jerry faster and harder as the monster loosened the collars.
Pressure, release.
At last, Jerry couldn’t control himself any longer. The huge mounds of greenclad ass were now the most beautiful things he had ever seen. He grabbed them, pushing into Gordy with force. But Gordy merely thought Jerry was trying to help. He encouraged him.
“You got it, buddy! That’s it!”
Jerry came just as Gordy rose to an upright position.
“That should do it!” Gordy exclaimed.
Jerry gasped and moaned, barely able to stand against the wall. “Th-thanks.”
“Not a problem,” Gordy said, walking away.
Across the weight room Jerry saw his friends, seated now, knees close together, hands over their crotches. From the looks on their faces he knew he was safe.
They would never, ever talk about this. EVER. 

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Tantalizing Tuesday #4


Helllllllllo...
Happy Tantalizing Tuesday!

Soooo...what I'm doing here is taking a picture of my choice (scary now...huh? *giggles*) and writing a short 200 word scene to it.

That's it...*claps hands up and down* 200 words, no more and no less. Yes you can count them and keep me honest...and if I slip you can punish me too...*winks* Now you're wondering how many times I might 'accidently' slip aren't you? *chuckes*

And before this intro becomes longer than the main attraction (*gasps* shame on you all for thinking that way...oh you make me so proud! *big smiles*) Let's get on it...

This tease is kinda special for me—I started a new Story Orgy blog story yesterday with what we call a Hook Up (which is only 250wds)...well I got some great responses to it and decided to shave 50wds off of it and use it as my tease. So if you enjoy this and want to see where the story goes...swing back around this coming Monday for the next episode! *big smiles*


Breaking a Devil's Deal

Words have power. Humans as a whole don't understand this, they have yet to tap into their mind's ability to do such magicks. Don't be fooled, and for Satan's sake learn the rules before you utter your thoughts. When they are safely muttered in your head they're harmless...but whisper them out loud and be damned the consequences. You're never truly alone, there's always something lurking, preparing to turn your words into your nightmares.

You want examples? I'll amuse you before my 'appointment' calls out to me.

Certain words should never pass your lips...if after you foolishly give them form a stranger appears...run. Don't look back, visual contact is your demise. We come in all forms, ones you cannot turn from.

Whisper 'wish' and you may soon be visited by the Djin. They're nasty creatures I've been at war with for millennia, but they do good work I must admit.

But if you want me to enter your life, if you yearn for the kiss of eternal damnation...the word you must give voice to is—

Now, did you really play me for a fool? You want to know the way into my kingdom, come join me while I take my appointment...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hope you enjoyed the beginning of my new blog story...if you want more...if you want to see him take his appointment...meet me here Monday. *winks*

But guess what...I'm not the only one to do this Tantalizing Tuesday blog! No...honest I'm not! *giggles and grabs you* Get ready...get set...let's go!


Molly Synthia: http://mollysynthia.com

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Like a Virgin with Allison Cassatta...

When Allison Cassatta was a virgin…

So…in honor of my first solo release that just came out Friday, Emery's Ritches…I've decided to celebrate by talking to some very talented authors about their first solo release! *giggles* You see…it isn't all about me all the time…but I do love weaseling my way into the action most of the time…hehe

Today we have to be gentle...because I've got my delicate flower here... Allison Cassatta is a beautiful soul whose writing will caress you like the silk of a rose's petals and prick you like its thorns. She isn't afraid to write what she feels, formulas be damned...and won't force an ending just to make a genre happy. And those attributes are the exact reason I keep clicking on her books on my kindle and going crazy like!

And not only did I horns-waggle Allison to come on my blog...I convinced her to talk about first releases...and the difference between them. Namely her first ever published release The Immortals Saga: Immortal...and her first ever M/M release Sins of the Heart!

So let the deflowering begin...*waggles eyebrows*

*draws Allison down on my lap and wraps arms around her waist*...um sorry, all the other furniture is being reupholstered or something...*looks at sofa and wooden kitchen chairs...shrugs* well I did say or something...hehe...okay my beauty...that's a lot of releasing you did, way to get rid of those kinks in your muscles...so let's take one at a time and go for the ménage à trois in just a bit. Tell us about the true popping of your cherry The Immortals Saga: Immortal...
Immortal almost did me in. It was my first attempt at a novel and first attempt at honestly searching publication. It took four years to write and I swear maybe… I don’t know… six or seven, maybe even eight edits. And since it was my first romp with a publisher, I didn’t know what to expect as far as timing went. It took a year and a half to get that baby out AFTER I submitted it and I nearly lost my mind. I almost threw in the towel

Now Immortal is getting some serious praise out there...even one from my teenage daughter...you have taken a popular genre (paranormal) with a very popular character (vampire) and turned it into something that is completely your own...did taking on this challenge for your first release scare you at all?
Not really. I knew I had to write a vampire book simply because I live and breathe Anne Rice. Since the ripe age of like… twelve, I’ve been the weird, vampire girl with the dark clothes and makeup who listens to The Cure and… I don’t know. *Laughs* I had to do it. Now, once it actually came out and I was ready to get feedback on it, I was utterly terrified… nail-bitingly so.

This was published through Kerlak Enterprises...how did you decide to pub through them? Was it fate, did you search for the best fit for your novel?
Actually, I was trolling Myspace (yes… you heard that right) for indie authors, people I could get advice from, when I happened upon James Gillen. He was incredibly nice and we talked about publishing, he gave me advice and read bits and pieces of my work. That’s how I found Kerlak. When I submitted my story to them, I *shifty eyes* dropped his name… shhh. *Laughs* He and I ended up being great friends after. He’s incredibly talented. You should check out his series. The first book is called “Tortured Skin.”

Immortal is a saga...we're waiting...
Yeah. Yeah. The publisher told me just the other night that they’re getting around to a release date for the second one. They’re a very, very small publisher. They only put out six books a year. They didn’t even do ebooks for the longest time. Anyway, the second one is written and submitted, just waiting on them. :)

Now for our threesome...hehe...Immortal is nothing like Sins of the Heart...they are on completely different spectrums of the rainbow...and not just because of the M/M aspect either *eye roll*...was it an easy transition to go from vamps to broken hearted men?
Well, mmm… not really. Two years had passed since I wrote and released Immortal, and actually, Sins wasn’t my first attempt to write M/M. There’s a story milling about out there called “Back Alley Grind.” It’s almost the M/M homage to Interview with a Vampire, only it’s a sweet little love story… and there’s—get ready for this—no sex in it. *gasps* At least none that I can remember. Anyway, that was my transition piece. I thought it sucked so I ditched it. Sins was my second attempt to get my foot in the M/M door, and for the life of me, I couldn’t tell you why I chased after it so badly.

Tell us a bit about Sins of the Heart and your feelings about it...this is definitely not your HEA erotic romance...though I will say *beep beep beep* mild spoiler alert...that even if it isn't the traditional HEA romance it does have the ending that the story needed and if you can think outside of the box it is a very satisfying and heartfelt ending...*beep beep beep* end of mild spoilerhighlight over blank section to see it...lol...Oh and yes—there was a question in there *heads desk giggling*...
Like I said, Sins was my foot in the door. I’d heard a lot of good thing about Dreamspinner, so I went on their site and checked the story calls and the only one that appealed to me was the Bittersweet Dreams line… which has no HEA. Now, anyone who is use to reading me or knows me, knows I am a stickler for closure and prefer it in the HEA variety. So this story call presented a challenge, which I dove into head first. And on this I’ll say, I’ve never had a story, my own or anyone else’s, bring tears the way this one did. It was probably one of the hardest stories to write… and probably the most emotionally rewarding.

Now Sins of the Heart was published by Dreamspinner...what are some of the pros and cons about using different publishers?
Well, seeing as I’m HORRIBLY impatient, it was nice to keep stories coming out instead of waiting on one publisher to do all the work. For me, with Kerlak and DSP, it was a matter of having a publisher who really doesn’t do romance and needing one who does M/M romance. It wasn’t that I wanted two publishers… I just had different needs for each. As it is right now, I have four publishers I work with. I’m sure I’ll be slimming that down a bit… Oh, and no CONS, none that I’ve found. 

Okay…about me for a second *tries to bebop a bit...only succeeds in making Allison bite her tongue*...oh...sorry sweetie—I'll kiss your boo boo for you later *winks*…moving forward...I'm personally going through some withdrawal anxieties with my boys—I let them out in the big bad world and have been told I can't protect them anymore *pouts*… did you have any withdrawal pains when you sent Maddy, Leo, Brody & Dom out there in the big bad world?
Maddy and Leo, not so much. I was too busy being all nervous and anxious over their release and if people would think it sucked. Dom and Brody on the other hand…. *grabs tissue* yes, in a MAJOR way. Those two wouldn’t stop talking to me and poor Dom demanded I make it right. He was seriously bitching about me making him look so heartless. *Laughs* I caved to him. I started writing his book. *facepalm*

Looking back—now that you have more experience under your belt—would you change anything about either of your releases and how you handled them?
*Sighs* I don’t know. Immortal was a huge success for me. I had 200 copies pre-sold before the book even dropped. Sins, not so much. I was new to M/M and new to Dreamspinner. A lot of my Immortal fans gave M/M a try just to keep following me. A few found they liked it. A few couldn’t get into it. Each new release is a learning experience.

If you had to turn your virgin experience of publishing your book into an erotic novel what would you title it?
*Dies* I love this question! “Whipping Post” or… shit! I suck at titles.

Colors tell a lot about people...what color would you label your first foray in publishing your book and why?
Red… for sure, and not just because it was a vampire novel. I put sooooooooo much blood and tears, so much soul into that book. I bled and gave birth to that book.

Now…just because I wanna watch you juggle things (topless is preferred btw)…*winks*…here are a few quickies for us…answer with Leo, Maddy, Brody or Dom...and since we are throwing so many into this quickie—you can of course have more than one person per answer…

Most likely to get down and dirty in public… Dom, no question.
Most likely to wear a fedora and rock it… Brody or Leo… or Dom, because he’s just damn hot and can do anything he wants.
Most likely to eat food in bed *winks*… Maddy or Brody
Most likely to be found barefoot…Maddy (poor country girl)
Most likely to have a foot fetish (don't judge me!)... Leo
Most likely to serenade their love... Leo or Brody
Most likely to find a stray kitten and bring her home…Maddy or Brody
Most likely to blow off plans and talk the other into staying in bed all day…BAHAHA… Dominic. No question about it.
Most likely to have a sweet tooth…Everyone in all my worlds can eat chocolate. I will not deny them. LOL
In a silly battle of wills…most likely to refrain from…um…pleasuring themselves the longest… *Brow quirk* Dom. Gods bless him.
*matches Allison's brow quirk* the man who gets down and dirty in public and stays in bed all day will refrain from pleasuring himself? Wow...*giggles*

Oh-kay...and now for my favorite part! *pulls Allison closer on my lap and whispers in her ear* How about telling us a couple of sweet and sexy...heart breaking and pulse popping stories as only my lovely Allison can do?
*Fans self* Havan baby, how the hell do you expect me to concentrate on stories when you’re pulling me tight against your body and brushing your lips against my earlobe like that? You’re gonna get my nether regions all riled up.
You say that like it's a bad thing...*chuckles*

The Immortals Saga: Immortal
Blurb:
There is only one thing in this world that can make you question everything you've ever believed in, make you throw yourself into the face of danger, love. Madeline never thought she would find love so deep that it transcended the physical world and definitely never thought she would find it in a vampire. However, when the body count starts to rise, she begins to question the curiously desirable new interest in her life. Join two immortal lovers as they race against time and sunlight to save a miracle child that was never meant to exist.


You can find The Immortals Saga: Immortal @ Amazon & Barnes & Noble and in paperback @ Amazon
You can find Sins of the Heart @ Dreamspinner Press
You can find Allison Cassatta @ Allison Cassatta

Sins of the Heart
Blurb:
When the spark in his relationship fizzles, Dominic thinks he's doing the right thing by breaking it off with his lover, Brody, but he never expected his good boy to go so horribly bad.

Consumed with guilt, Dom confronts Brody about his self-destructive behavior, only to find himself second-guessing his decision to leave him, and now Dom will have to sort out his feelings for Brody before fate ties his hands.