Wednesday, October 9, 2019

New Release Roundup!

So this is what it feels like to have a productive few weeks... huh. Clearly I should hold onto this, since it will probably never happen again! 

So, in exciting news, Starlight (Dark Space 3) is up for preorder here on Amazon, with other sites to follow in the next few days. It will be out on December 1. 



Brady Garrett is back in space, this time as an unwilling member of a team of humans seeking to study the alien Faceless and their technology. It’s not the first time Brady’s life has been in the hands of the Faceless leader Kai-Ren, and if there’s one thing Brady hates it’s being reminded exactly how powerless he is. Although dealing with the enigmatic Faceless might actually be easier than trying to figure out where he stands with the other humans on board, particularly when one of them is his boyfriend’s ex. 


Cameron Rushton loved the starlight once, but being back on board the Faceless ship forces him to confront the memories of the time he was captured by Kai-Ren, and exactly how much of what was done to him that he can no longer rationalize away. Cam is used to being Brady’s rock, but this time it might be him who needs Brady’s support.  



This time Brady is surrounded by the people he loves most in the universe, but that only means their lives are in danger too. And when Kai-Ren’s fascination with humanity threatens the foundations of Faceless society, Brady and Cam and the rest of the team find themselves thrust into a battle that humans have very little hope of winning, let alone surviving. 

It has been super fun to get back into Brady's POV after all this time, and discover just how much I missed that bad-tempered little ball of angst and angry outbursts! I hope that you guys have missed him too!

In other news, I now have the rights back for Anhaga and it's available now in ebook through all major retailers, and paperback through Amazon




And Dauntless, my fun little cozy mystery very much inspired by Norfolk Island, is out at all major retailers, and the paperback will be available through Amazon within the next day or so. 




So it's been a productive few weeks, and for once I have something to show for it! 

Thursday, September 12, 2019

Obligatory writing update post:

It has been so long since I actually did anything, let alone told anyone what I was doing, but here's the news! 
Firstly, I've asked Dreamspinner for the rights to Anhaga back. So I'm in the process of that happening, which means that there may be a period when it's unavailable, but I'm going to get it back out again as soon as I can. 
In the meantime, I hope to have a cosy mystery novella to share with you soon, called Dauntless. There's an island, two guys, an old shipwreck, a lost diary,a Labrador who bounces a lot, and (insert suspenseful music here) MURDER... Despite the murder, it's a cute little story, and I'm hoping to have it out some time very soon! 
And in news that I hope nobody was holding their breaths for, because you all would have asphyxiated by now, the third and final book in the Dark Space trilogy will be out soon! Fans of Brady will be pleased to know he's just as much an intractable shit as always The book is called Starlight, and I have it slated for a December release at this stage! I'm super excited to finally have some news to share on that front!



Saturday, April 13, 2019

Objects in Space



Davey Macquarie is a strung-out junkie on a decrepit seeding ship somewhere deep in space. 
Daniel Marsden is the dead man hunting him. 
And one of them isn't going to survive this.

For anyone interested in a slightly weird, very experimental, half-the-story-happens-in-the-footnotes kind of thing, I'll be uploading a chapter a week of Object in Space to AO3. You don't need to be a member there to read it, and you can download it to the format of your choice if you wish to. 

You can check it out here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18449114

It's a wholly original work, but I have no interest at this time in publishing it commercially. 

Make of that what you will! 

Friday, December 28, 2018

2018 Roundup - but not really

I mean, I say this is a roundup of 2018, but let's be real, I can't remember what happened last week let alone earlier this year. 

I will say that 2018 was the year I planned to get a lot more writing done--and then didn't. But I also ended the year on a high note by signing a contract with Dreamspinner for Anhaga, an m/m fantasy romance about a guy who gets railroaded into kidnapping a rich man's recalcitrant grandson and delivering him back to his awful family. There is magic, kings and noblemen, an awesome sidekick who might just steal every scene he's in, and a surprising number of mentions of eels. 

Here's the opening scene of Anhaga, which may or may not survive the editing process: 

The dawn limped in like some boot-scraping bastard, slow and lame, and dragging the sunlight behind it like a crippled limb. Min groaned, and rolled over to put his back to the window. 
“You’re lying on my hair,” someone told him. 
Min peeled his eyes open. “Ah,” he said. 
He had a vague recollection of this woman. Vague enough that he remembered sharing a smile and more than one drink with her last night. And sadly vague enough that he doubted he had acquitted himself well. The woman’s arched eyebrows told him as much. 
He shifted back slightly, and let the woman tug her tresses of red hair back to herself.
“Aiode,” she told him, holding out a pale, freckled hand. She kept her other arm clasped across her chest, keeping the blanket from slipping down and revealing what Min was sure was a lovely bosom. “Aiode Nettle. Since I’m sure you don’t remember.” 
The surname surprised him a little. Min wasn’t in the habit of bedding the Gifted, even though with the name Aiode had chosen she was probably ranked no higher than a hedgewitch. Clearly he’d made an exception because Aiode, even with her tangled bed hair and lines on her face from the pillow, was beautiful. 
“Aramin Decourcey,” he said, shaking her hand. 
“That’s quite a mouthful,” she said. 
“I’m more than a mouthful, sweeting.” 
“So you promised last night,” Aiode told him. She raised her eyebrows again. “Sadly, you did not measure up.” 
Min was too hungover to be truly offended. He rolled back over and squinted at the shaft of light stabbing through the sagging shutters and then, figuring that the day was already ruined, sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. His soles met the gritty floor. 
The garret room was cheap; its only recommendation. That, and the view over the back alley behind the Footbridge Tavern. Min did most of his work out of the tavern. His work wasn’t exactly reputable, and Min liked to know if it tried to follow him home like a tick-ridden stray. The view of the alley afforded him at least a little forewarning. 
Min blinked around the room. 
Pants. Pants pants pants. 
He wasn’t much of a gentleman, not in any sense of the word, but pants were probably in order. He spotted his breeches in a rumpled heap over by the damned window, and levered himself off the bed to go and fetch them. He picked them up, shook them out, and stepped into them. When he turned back to face Aiode, she had the look on her face of a woman who had very much enjoyed the view but wasn’t going to puff up his pride by mentioning it.  
Please. Min knew his ass was a thing of beauty. 
He smirked at Aiode, and then bent down to pick up his shirt. He tugged it over his head. “Well, I’d invite you to stay and break your fast with me, but…” He gestured around the room. “As you can see, I have neither a kitchen, nor food.” 
“Even if you had both, I’m sure I would decline,” Aiode said, casting a critical gaze at the grimy floor, the spider’s web hanging in a corner of the water-stained ceiling, and the collection of empty bottles that littered the floor. “I’m expected back at the shrine in any case.” 
The closest shrine Min knew of was the Shrine of the Sacred Spring. Aiode was definitely a hedgewitch then. Of all the Gifted, hedgewitches were the least objectionable. Their powers were generally benign, and grounded in nature. They helped to ensure good harvests, and rains, and although most were based in the city they regularly travelled the countryside to offer their service to the kingdom’s farmers. Hedgewitches were generally looked down upon by the rest of the Gifted, which Min felt was a point in their favour. The singlepoint in their favour. 
“Well then,” Min said. 
“Well,” Aiode echoed, narrowing her eyes slightly. 
Min feigned interest in a book Harry had left lying around. Harry and his damn books. The boy was too curious for his own good. Besides, books were expensive. Although Harry had undoubtedly stolen the one Min picked up and leafed through. Min had taught him well. 
Behind him, Min heard the rustle of fabric. He was tempted to turn around and at least give himself a good look at what he’d missed out on last night, but Aiode gave the impression of a woman well versed in testicle kicking, and Min didn’t want to provoke her. Also, she was Gifted. True, a hedgewitch probably couldn’t do much but try to curse him with a few warts here and there, but there was no point in risking it. Not the warts, of course, but exposure. 
Min had a gift of his own as it happened, and he preferred to keep it secret. 
“I shall see myself out,” Aiode announced. 
Min set Harry’s book on the rickety table and turned around again. Aiode was wearing a plain green kirtle over a white smock. How disappointingly modest. 
“I’ll walk with you to the street,” Min offered. “Some of my neighbours, alas, are not at all gentlemanly.” 
Aiode raised her eyebrows. “Do you think me incapable of protecting myself?” 
Min flashed her a smile. “Not at all. In fact, I was relying on you to protect me.” 
Aiode laughed, the sound genuine and boisterous, and, for the first time since he’d fumbled into wakefulness, Min realized why he’d invited her back to his bed the night before. He’d always fallen hardest for women who didn’t put up with any bullshit. And Aiode’s bullshit detector, Min guessed, was as finely tuned as his own. 
Clearly he needed to never see her again. 


Anhaga will be out from Dreamspinner in the third quarter of 2019! 

And as we close out 2018, I hope that 2019 brings you and your families everything you've been hoping for. 

Thursday, August 30, 2018

Coming Soon - Lights and Sirens

Lights and Sirens, the second in my Emergency Services series that began with Two Man Station, is out on September 13. 





Paramedic Hayden Kinsella is single and the life of the party. He likes driving fast and saving lives, and he doesn’t do relationships—he does hookups. Except he wouldn’t hook up with copper Matt Deakin if he were the last guy on the planet. Hayden thinks the feeling is mutual . . . until clearing the air leads to a drunken one-night stand, which leads to something neither of them was expecting: a genuine connection.

Police officer Matt Deakin moved to Townsville to take care of his elderly grandfather. In between keeping an eye on Grandad, renovating his house, and the demands of his job, he somehow finds himself in a tentative relationship with Hayden and very slowly gets to know the damaged guy beneath the happy-go-lucky persona.

But the stressors of shift work, fatigue, and constant exposure to trauma threaten to tear Hayden and Matt apart before they’ve even found their footing together. In the high-pressure lives of emergency services workers, it turns out it’s not the getting together part that’s hard, it’s the staying together.

You can pre-order Lights and Sirens by following the universal book link and selecting your store of choice: books2read.com/lightsandsirens

And you can follow the blog tour here (for the chance to win an Amazon gift card and a box of goodies!) at the following stops: 

9/13
Joyfully Jay
9/13
Gay Book Reviews
9/14
Love Bytes Reviews
9/15
Boy Meets Boy Reviews
9/16
MM Good Book Reviews
9/17
Bayou Book Junkie
9/17
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