Friday Reads | A Late Bite To Eat

Back in April, I read The Poison Within by Kasia Bacon and now there is a little sequel!  A Late Bite to Eat (Inspector Skaer #1.5) is just a short ten pages long, but it still had me giggling. It’s told in Eryssa von Brenn’s POV and if you’ve read The Poison Within you know Eryssa is a Furia and she is a delight LOL.

The story starts where The Poison Within ended – Eryssa is with Caylii, her partner, and since Caylii still is recovering from what happened Eryssa hasn’t left her side to feed.

She will now, though…

The poor peasant didn’t stand a chance, but at least Eryssa was kind to him.

I loved this short little story and I really hope we’ll get more of Eryssa in the future because that girl makes me laugh. I’d like to know more about Furias and their role in this world…or perhaps not this world.

If you too want to read A Late Bite to Eat, sign up for Kasia Bacon’s mailing list before the 15th of December because that’s when subscribers will get this story…I was lucky to get an early peek at it 😀

Book Cover A Late Bite to Eat Kasia BaconFuria Eryssa von Brenn lives life to the fullest in every respect, so an empty stomach doesn’t sit well with her…

A Late Bite to Eat, a flash fiction written from Eryssa’s POV, takes place after the events described in The Poison Within. It will be offered to subscribers of The Order Newsletter on December 15th, 2017. It will also be added as a bonus read to the back matter of The Poison Within for new readers.

Friday Reads | The Omega Series

I was in the mood for some silly PNR. It happens to me every now and then, and I’ll admit to the healing power of sperm being my guilty pleasure when it comes to romance tropes. My favourite monster is the vampire. I’m not a big fan of the soulmate thing that often comes with werewolves but if it’s done well I’ll cope. But werewolves weren’t what I was looking for when I stumbled upon Trouble (Omega #1) by Eileen Glass.

Looking for werewolves or not, I finished it in one go. Then I went on to buy the next, and the next, then I hesitated a little before I bought the next. That’s where I stopped. It’s the classic scared Omega who is picked up by an alpha who’s actually nice even though Alphas are arseholes in general. The four stories I read were all a constant build-up to claiming that will happen some time in the future.

I’m willing to bet my life many will love this series. It’s hot, and the characters are nice even thought I’d like to hit them at times. The reason I didn’t buy the next book in the seires is that I grew a little tired. I’m quite impressed, though. The last story I read was Upended (Omega #4) and that’s  86 pages of sex more of less. I doubt I could write that.

I really like the covers, too. Most often with werewolf stories, you get the naked torso with a wolf in the background. It’s all good, you know what you’re getting into, but these covers are classier and that was what made me click the buy button in the first place.

If you’re into Alphas and Omegas, check this series out. The first book Trouble (Omega #1) is free, so you have nothing to lose.

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Alluring but barren, omega is an unfortunate affliction Skye is trying to outrun. He gets away with it for several years, fleeing to a new city whenever the wolves get too close, but his survival mechanism creates a terrible, unforeseen result. By dodging and ducking every rogue alpha to approach him, the one that finally keeps up is the size of a truck. Liam is not a wolf to be disrespected, and Skye is all too aware of his place in the pack. Natural selection has never been kind to him.

But, strangely, Liam sort of is.






What sharp teeth you have!

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It’s October—the month of monsters! Do you have a favourite monster? I do. About ten years ago I read every vampire story (mostly PNR) I could get my hands on. This went on for a while so, in the end, I grew a little tired of tall, dark and deadly and started mixing it up a little. But as the nights grow darker I find myself wanting back to the time when I curled up on the sofa and read a novel a day, most often one including sharp fangs tearing through delicate skin.

But where are the gay vampires?

I know there are tonnes of M/M vampire stories out there, and maybe I haven’t read the right ones. Maybe I grew a little tired of these evil hotties even before I started reading M/M. Maybe, just maybe, the gay vampires are too busy having sex to actually take part in a rememberable plot.

I don’t mean to criticise, not really, but when I think of vamps, the books popping up in my mind aren’t M/M. I’m thinking of Black Dagger Brotherhood (yeah, I know one book in there is an M/M but it’s the weakest in the series in my opinion), Anita Blake, Nighthuntress, Sookie Stackhouse, Chicagoland Vampires, Guildhunter, I even think of Twilight before I think of an M/M story—though that’s probably more because of well-done marketing than a rememberable plot.

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So where are the gay vampires? I scrolled through my read list to see which books I’d forgotten because some pale hunk must have swept me off my feet these last years. There must have been someone, right? Nah, not really.

Don’t get me wrong. I love Jordan Castillo Price‘s Channeling Morpheus series but, as much as Wild Bill drags me in, the stories have little to offer outside the bedroom activities. I really liked Winter Winds by Missouri Dalton about Cillian the deaf vampire. And let’s not forget Harvey Feng in the Sanguine series by Harper Lou. You have to love a cross-dressing, vegetarian vampire. Among the favourites, I also have to mention Jordan L. Hawk’s Hunter of Demons. I’ve only read the first in the SPECTR series but I so loved Gray.

I’m still missing a gay vampire snagging and managing to keep my attention, though. I miss desperately searching for the next book in a series. I miss not being able to put the book down until the dreaded ‘The End’ stares back at me.

Which vampire books should I read?


Release Day Falling Through

How do you know if you’re going mad?


to-the-blogToday it’s time for Larry and Travis to find their way out into the world. Falling Though is a novelette about a man his ghost, or maybe more about a ghost and his man.


Larry shouldn’t get agitated, but it was hard to ignore the ticks from the kitchen clock as they drifted all the way into the bedroom. Shadows shouldn’t care about the humans around them, but he liked living with Travis, liked looking at Travis, liked pretending…

He often found himself smiling at Travis’s funny little quirks, like the way he grumbled when his tousled brown hair refused to cooperate in the mornings. He liked watching Travis’s brows crease in concentration as he wrote down his numbers, how he rubbed his chin when he thought, and when he allowed himself to laugh at something on the TV. He definitely liked watching Travis in the shower. There wasn’t much entertainment around here, and Larry wouldn’t let a chance like that pass him by. It never got old, watching the suds run down his lithe body. But no matter how much he liked watching Travis, the absolute best thing about him was that he didn’t make much noise—and he never brought any obnoxious friends over.

Larry shuddered as he recalled the young woman who had lived here before Travis. If he hadn’t been dead already, he might have tried to take his life then.

Falling Through CoverTravis is running himself ragged. He’s trying to keep two jobs just to pay his rent. If he has to flirt with some creepy old women at the pub to get a little extra tip money then so be it. One day, he’ll have someone special waiting for him when he gets back home from work, or is that too much to ask? Right now isn’t the best of times to get a boyfriend anyway since Travis is going mad, but one day… Every so often, Travis gets the feeling of not being alone, and sometimes, he sees things. But he tries to stay positive; maybe there’s a strapping young fella waiting for him in the looney bin.

Larry’s existence was dead boring until Travis moved in. Now he spends his time watching Travis, fantasising about touching him, kissing him… Their movie nights would be a bit cosier if Travis knew he was there, but sometimes, you have to settle for what you can get. As far as roommates go, Travis is the best Larry has ever had, and it isn’t Travis’s fault he can’t see Larry – no one has been able to since the day he died.

When Travis loses one of his jobs, both he and Larry fear for their future. Larry can’t imagine being without Travis, and Travis is desperate to find a way to pay his bills. While Travis searches for a solution to his money problems Larry has to decide if he’s willing to risk existence as he knows it for a chance of a better life.

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Silent Woods – A one year anniversary

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Yesterday Silent Woods turned one year!

Of all the stories I’ve written, or of all the stories I’ve finished might be better to say, this is the one I struggled the most with. It’s only 19k words long (56 pages) and yet there was so much frustration.

I wrote and re-wrote, deleted and added, put it away for a little while and picked it up again, forced my husband to read it and yelled at him when he came with suggestions, sent it my beta readers and was unhappy with them when they liked it—because I didn’t. Then I sent it to a publishing house and got the nicest rejection letter imaginable. The man, can’t remember his name now, wrote a personal mail where he told me how much he’d enjoyed it and that he would love me to resubmit it if I could make it into more of a romance story but that they couldn’t publish it as it was.

I loved that rejection letter because not only did someone who wasn’t a friend tell me they’d liked the story but it also made me realise I didn’t want it to be a romance, it already was what I wanted it to be. It might not be a masterpiece but it is my story. By then I had one story published by Beaten Track Publishing so I sent it to Debbie McGowan and she didn’t ask me to turn it into a romance :).

Every mythology has its tales, and the Scandinavian folklore, just like every other, has a few aquatic creatures. One is perhaps a bit more known to our people than others; his name is The Neck. The Neck is a male water nymph, which is quite unusual. Water nymphs are most often female. He is most often seen at dusk, sitting on a stone in the middle of a stream or close to a lake playing his violin. He plays because he’s lonely. His music is melancholic and arresting, but if you hear him play you’ll either be lured into the water, or you’ll start to dance. If he plays a certain tune you’ll dance until you die without being able to stop. But most often he’ll simply drown you so be careful the next time you go for a swim.

SilentWoods-CoverDo you believe in myths and ancient creatures?

Daniel has never felt the need to leave the city behind, so when his husband suggests a camping trip for their holiday he agrees with reluctance. Even before they step out of the car, Daniel has the feeling of something being wrong. Something about the forest is turning his stomach into knots.

He wants nothing more than returning to the safety of their home, and when their five-year-old son goes missing his fears turn into full-blown panic. What awaits them in the depths of the forest is far more sinister than anything Daniel ever could have imagined. Will they be able to find their son before it’s too late?

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Eye with a water lily in itTomorrow it’s Midsummer Eve here in Sweden. It’s the night when the sun never sets. Originally it was the same as the summer solstice but that’s not the case anymore, so it isn’t really the night when the sun never sets, it’ll probably be down for an hour or two. Midsummer is however one of the most important days of the year. We eat pickled herring, new potatoes with fresh dill, sour cream, and chives. We dance around a maypole, and I probably shouldn’t mention the amount of schnapps being consumed.

But Midsummer isn’t only about eating, drinking, and dancing, though that is big part of it all. It’s also about the magic. This is the night to gather herbs for medicine, the nature has special powers. You’ll stay healthy if you roll around naked in the dew on the midsummer night. And if you aren’t married, all you have to do is pick seven different flowers, put them under your pillow, and you’ll dream about the person you will marry.

Book Cover Silent Woods Ofelia GrändA word of caution, though. This is a night when many Swedes decides to take a dip in a river or a lake, and on this particular night that can have disastrous consequences. You see here in Scandinavia we have a male water nymph called the Neck. He’ll often appear sitting on a rock in the middle of a stream, playing his violin. The songs he plays are hypnotising and will either make people dance themselves to death or lure them into the water where they’ll drown. And on Midsummer Eve he’s extra greedy…

But I have a sweet spot for the Neck—I mean how often do you run into naked men sitting on a rock playing an instrument?—and therefore I put him in one of my stories, Silent Woods.

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Happy Midsummer


Publication of Blood on Sand

It’s been a hectic week. I’ve bought a house, Blood on Sand was published on the second of June, and today I got the news that my flash Apart From You will be included in Queer Sci-Fi’s anthology, Discovery. The e-book will be sold at different sites and at Rainbow con for fund raising and publicity purposes for QSF.

But today I wanted to talk a little about Blood on Sand, my contribution to this year’s Don’t Read in the Closet event Love is an Open Road.

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Blood on Sand – A free gay paranormal novella

Zoe is an enslaved lizard shifter. Every week he has to fight in an arena much like a modern gladiator. Wojtek is the alpha of the werewolf pack running the arena, he’s also Zoe’s owner. Wojtek can’t see the lizards as anything other than pawns to be used to bring in money to the pack. But when Zoe tries to force Wojtek into killing him things change.

This yearly event is organised by Goodreads M/M Romance Group. 200 stories are published between the first of June and the first of September. And they’re all free!

If you’re a member of the group you can go here to download them all, if you aren’t a member many of the stories make their way to Amazon and Smashwords.


Now to a little snippet!

Zoe fell to his knees. Every wheezing breath burned in his chest, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. It would all be over soon. The harsh glare from the spotlight made it hard to see anything beyond the blood-soaked sand in front of him, but it didn’t matter. If he could endure only a few more seconds, a few more agonising breaths, it would all be over.

The cheering and booing turned into a buzzing sound and faded into the background. Spots swam before his eyes, and he could no longer see what was happening around him. It didn’t matter. He’d done what he set out to do, and now he would die.

His opponent coughed and gasped behind him, still crawling around, but unable to get to his feet. He would live—if his master let him. Zoe lowered his wooden shield and broken spear, and waited for the strike to come. He kept his gaze down; he didn’t need to see the top dog’s face to know he was furious. His powerful claws were probably curled around the stone railing separating the spectators from the combatants at that very moment. The heavily muscled arms, or whatever they called their forelimbs, could snap his neck. He didn’t think that would happen, though. Using his claws to rip Zoe’s throat out would be far more entertaining—and people came here to be amused. Blood splatter would fly through the air, raining down on the viewers closest to him while he twitched and bled out on the arena floor. They would cheer in their growly way, and everyone would be happy with the result. Almost everyone. Even his hazy mind could sort out that the Alpha wouldn’t be pleased.

He lowered his head and waited. Could he have done anything differently? It seemed like an awful lot of work just to get killed. He could have just cheated, stopped defending himself, but his pride wouldn’t let him. This too was cheating in a way; fights were always to the death and he hadn’t killed, nor had he been killed, yet. This felt more honourable in some way. Why he even cared, he didn’t know.

The snarls coming from the first row of the tiered seating penetrated the buzzing in his head. He didn’t understand these beasts in their changed forms, but he could sense their wrath.

What was taking them so long? It should be over by now. He’d forced their hand, and there was no other way out. They would have to kill him. If they didn’t, they would lose face, and he knew they’d never let that happen. He would’ve smiled, if he’d been able to in his lizard form. But he wasn’t, and it didn’t matter anyway. It would soon be over. He would finally be free.


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