In the meantime, we're taking a break from writing to get some promotion going on our current and upcoming releases.
So what's in store for June? Violetta and I have three releases this month. First of all, the Storm Moon Press non-con anthology Like It or Not came out June 1st. Our story "Salting the Earth", all about a young Irishman who gambles against the sidhe and loses, finishes off the anthology with a metaphorical "bang". I've read the whole anthology (perks of being an author, natch!) and I gotta say, if you like non-con and dub-con themes, there's a little something in there for everyone. You can get it in ebook or paperback from your favourite e-tailers.
On June 12th, our paranormal romance and first novel-length release Hawaiian Gothic comes out from Loose Id. It's a tearjerker friends-to-lovers ghost story with a well-earned happy ending and some of the trippiest fantasy scenes we've ever written. You can read the first chapter as a free excerpt (and check out other extras!) here. To celebrate its release, we're doing a blog tour! So many bloggers have volunteered to open up their spaces to us and we couldn't be more thankful. I'll give you a full schedule closer to release.
Finally, on a mystery day this month, we have a free short called "The War at the End of the World" coming out as a part of the Goodreads M/M Romance Group's Love is Always Write event. If you're a member check the M/M Group forums every day for a new free story from some of your favourite M/M authors, including us! Once it's up on the M/M group, Storm Moon Press is graciously releasing it for everybody on your favourite e-reading platform through their website, along with other LiAW stories from Storm Moon Press authors SL Armstrong, K Piet, and Cari Z. Here's the blurb for our offering, a WWII historical paranormal:
War correspondent Joseph Byrne has been cheating death all his life, ever since he spent two years in an iron lung as a boy diagnosed with polio. In the years since, the Fetch, a strange being charged by Death with collecting Joseph and transporting him into the unknown, has been condemned to watch and wait.Check out all of Storm Moon Press's free stories here!
Now, with Joseph working in a Finland caught in a tug of war between Nazi and Soviet forces, it seems a foregone conclusion that the Fetch's sentence is at its end and Death will have Joseph for her own at last. Joseph, an openly Jewish American, has no doubt where his allegiance lies, no matter the danger. But after all these years at Joseph's side, watching him overcome adversity to grow into a brave and principled young man, the Fetch has come to realize that there are forces stronger and so much sweeter than even the purpose you were made for.
Thanks for reading this far! How about a never-before-seen NC-17 excerpt from Salting the Earth? Check it out after the jump!
He wasn't ready. He couldn't. He knew that when he did, he'd never go back, never. There'd be no more lying, no more best-laid-plans, no more running at all.
"That's a lot of meaning to put in one cock, fine one though it is," Aedh mused. "You must be half mad. Or a poet."
"The first one," Ronan answered, suddenly feeling very candid. Well, what else do I have to lose?
Aedh's answer was snide: "Oh, more than you realize, boy. Now look."
He didn't have a choice. Even if he did, he'd have chosen this anyway. This grotesque-beautiful human-familiar phallus, pale and smooth-skinned, although there was nothing of the statue about it... This prick engorged with hot blood that Aedh wrapped in hand and pushed roughly past Ronan's lips.
He'd never taken it in the mouth like this before, but it didn't seem to matter. Aedh was perfectly happy taking his own pleasure, grasping the point of Ronan's chin in one hand and the base of his own cock in the other. A surge of animal fear—oh, God I can't breathe—kicked Ronan's head back, but Grey's hip was in the way, and gloved hands took him by either side of his head and pushed him forward until he gagged around the invading thickness.
And... it tasted good. It smelled good. It felt so fucking good.
"That's right," Grey cooed. "This is what you were made for. This is what all humans were made for, really: to service us. But you, you were made for sucking our cocks."