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Noah has one goal before he finishes art school: sleep with a teacher. His chosen conquest isn’t just anyone. Professor Gates is a blond god with a Russian accent who doesn’t seem to like anyone, but damn the man is talented, and he teaches the most exclusive art conservatory in the country. Gates assumes Noah only wants to get close to him to get into his conservatory, but Noah has no interest in painting. He only wants Gates’ attention, and he’ll do anything for it. After N

Weston doesn’t believe in voodoo but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t believe in him. His life and family were steeped in the stuff and it was fine, until voodoo took everything from him, ripped his life from his grasp. And when it swallowed whole the person he loved most he had to escape. But there were consequences. His voodoo goddess wasn’t going to let go of him so easily, and her revenge was the pinnacle of evil. He could have dealt with something like impotence or boils, bu

The only way to learn how to write is to write a lot. I can’t remember which writer I got that little piece of advice from but it has always rung true for me. There are times I want to tell a story but don’t feel like I am doing the characters or their voices justice. Writing a book is hard, but it’s not always hard in the same ways. Speak No Evil has been in my head for a long time. I wrote it 5 or 6 years ago. I was not a great writer then. I had these characters in my head

Writing is hard. Writers do it because we love it. This isn’t a job you can do without loving it, just because of the sacrifice and the sheer number of hours writers put in. (That is unless you use a ghostwriter from fiver but that’s an entirely different story) Every single book I’ve written has been hard in a different way. Some books I’ve written extremely fast. I wrote the first draft of Speak No Evil in 28 days. It was 95,000 words, whereas the rewritten copy is not 73,0

I try to never comment on the drama that goes on in the genre. It’s not that I don’t have opinions. I have lots of opinions and I’m an asshole, so those opinions don’t always come out nice, so I try and keep my mouth shut on social media. When I do blog about issues I rewrite them so many times I tend to work out all the asshole-ishness. It’s a much better venue for me to vent on than say tweeting a ton of curse words to equate my feelings. That said, book pirating has been a

I can’t tie my shoes. No fucking shit, I am being 100% serious right now. I am partially dyslexic. I don’t talk about it. I don’t bring it up. In fact, as a kid, I learned it was something to be ashamed of. People will look at you differently. People will judge you, so you keep this thing to yourself. My mother told me if I got ‘help’ for it it would be on my permanent record and it would affect me later in life. No lie. I kept this secret buried inside me and I struggled. I

I want better for myself. I think we all do. I want to hold myself to a higher standard. I have been torn for weeks finishing up this YA book I’m writing. I’ve never been happy with a YA I’ve finished before. This one is queer. It has a trans main character and a bisexual main character. I put a lot of my own experiences into this book, but I love it. I’ve thought really hard about self-publishing it. Self-publishing is what I’m used to. I am good at self-publishing. I have a

Maybe we have the idea of mental health all wrong. I’ve been thinking a lot about mental health recently. I read a powerful twitter thread, I can’t remember who wrote it, about how hard it is to reach out when people are at their lowest. It stuck with me, and I’ve been thinking about it for days. Maybe instead of constantly telling people, we are there for them, we should talk about mental health more, tell our friends and loved ones they aren’t alone and tell them why. We ne

I like to grand plan. I like to do it a lot more while I’m out in the majestic landscapes with little to no cell service. I like to think I could work hard and put out so many more books a year. I do already work hard, but I want to push myself to do more, get up earlier, fit more in a day. I always feel like I’m not doing enough. Not working hard enough. That if I just do a little more I will be able to support myself writing. I put all of this on my shoulders and it makes m

I hate being misgendered. I’m not sure if all trans people feel this way, but for me it’s like being completely dismissed and people don’t see me. They see social norms, or hear my voice and no matter how hard I fight to be gendered correctly it’s a failure. I live in Texas and I get misgendered all day every day. I am not exaggerating. It’s not once in a while. And if I’m not being misgendered I’m being told I’m in the wrong bathroom no matter which one I use. If I, or other

Friendship is fucking weird. First off, it’s like saying I choose you to another random human. And it’s not about fucking or procreation which is normal for mammals. It’s about spending time, which in humans is just as important as carnal relationships. For a long time now I’ve met most of my friends online. For a variety of reasons, I’m sure a lot of people can relate. It’s easier to find people who get you when you’re queer this way. I used to spend a ton of time writing on

We writers work our asses off. I know some of us don’t go into an office, or work nine to five. We sit on our phones and no, we aren’t just looking at facebook, we’re writing extensive notes because if we let it go another minute we’re going to lose it. All those times we’re staring off into space we’re working our way though the plot issue we haven’t been able to figure out yet. We’re working while we lay in bed and can’t sleep. We’re working at nearly every event we go to.

Amazon Amazon UK Add it to Goodreads About the book: All good things must come to an end. George is trying to hold his world together, but it’s crumbling and he doesn’t know who he’s even fighting anymore. All the people he loves are suffering because of him. Jesse is shattering because he can’t provide what George needs. Elliot is broken perhaps beyond repair. Zac is ruined by his own doing and isn’t fit to be what Elliot needs him to be. There is no soothing light at the en

Amazon Amazon UK Amazon AU Amazon CA Avoiding sleeping with women was my specialty, an art form even. As the future King of England I couldn’t be caught sleeping with men. My whole life played out in front of the paparazzi, and they didn’t miss a thing. I had a carefully crafted womanizing persona to maintain. My life came with rules, all of which I broke when I couldn’t resist a one night stand with the enemy: A beautiful paparazzo with a heart of gold. He may be the only pe

There are times I look back on my writing career and it strikes me how different a person I was when I wrote my first book, and even my third. It might be overly introspective, but I feel like a completely different person than I was four years ago when I started this journey. Nearly each and everyone one of my books was written to get me through something, and King Consort was no different. Even through the evolution of the books I’ve written in the last six months I’ve chan

Avoiding sleeping with women was my specialty, an art form even. As the future King of England I couldn’t be caught sleeping with men. My whole life played out in front of the paparazzi, and they didn’t miss a thing. I had a carefully crafted womanizing persona to maintain. My life came with rules, all of which I broke when I couldn’t resist a one night stand with the enemy: A beautiful paparazzo with a heart of gold. He may be the only person who doesn’t want me for my title

I’m an author. I can write anything right? You can’t see me but I’m laughing right now. Cracking up actually. I write as personal therapy. When I started writing I never planned on publishing anything. I wrote for me, and didn’t show anyone. Well I had a good friend beg until I let them read something I wrote and they told me I had to publish. I knew nothing about the market, or that queer books were even a thing, but I submitted to a few publishers and the rest is history. I

Titus had lived and breathed religion his entire life, tucked away from the rest of the world in a compound in northern Wyoming. He’s destined to be the next leader of the church, deemed so by the Prophet. God spoke and with His word He created. But God made a mistake. Titus isn’t worthy. He was born sick and it’s solidified when he rescues the most beautiful man he’s ever seen. Torn between fidelity to his faith or his soul, Titus must reconcile the two parts of himself befo

God spoke and with His word He created. But God made a mistake. Titus isn’t worthy. He was born sick and it’s solidified when he rescues the most beautiful man he’s ever seen. Torn between fidelity to his faith or his soul, Titus must reconcile the two parts of himself before he’s discovered hiding among the chosen. Buy Forsaken! Teaser: “Is this okay?” Angel asked. “Is what okay?” Titus had a hard time getting words out. He had a hard time making his brain function with Ange

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