Author of the Month

To celebrate the fact that I have not one but TWO books coming out this month, Riptide Publishing has made me their Author of the Month!

You can grab Book 1 of the Oddities series, Murder Once Seen for only 99 cents all month long at the link here.

Also check out the interview with me posted here.

Riptide has also just released an excerpt of the first few chapters of Forest of Thorns and Claws on the book’s page (look under the “Excerpts” tab).

And last, look for blog tours with special sneak peeks, special guest posts from me, and two separate giveaways.





Cover Love and an Excerpt Available

There was a cover reveal last month, but there wasn’t a single comment on the post, and I feel like L.C. Chase deserves a lot more credit for the gorgeous cover she created for Book 2 of the Oddities series, Fraud Twice Felt.

So I’m featuring it on my blog here, along with a link to the excerpt that is now available on the book’s page over on Riptide.

Featuring prominently on the cover is rentboy turned private investigator, Elliot Leed:


Read the first four chapters here–click the “Excerpt” tab

The release date is next month, May 29. I don’t have the final files yet, but if you’re a blogger and you’re interested in getting a review copy to read and review, comment here and I’ll make sure to send one. I’m busy writing guest posts for the promotional tour but I don’t know if they’ve asked for sign-ups yet.



Three weeks after solving his old boyfriend’s murder, bounty hunter Derwin Bryant is trying to let go of the past and embrace his new life with Elliot Leed, a former rentboy and fellow Oddity. Elliot, meanwhile, is trying to adjust to working at Bob’s Bail Bonds and having a real relationship despite his strange power of Object Reading. Hanging over the couple is the fear that Roy Yoshiro, notorious gang lord, will make good on his threats to claim Elliot. If that happens, not even Derwin’s superhuman strength will be enough to protect the man he loves.

Their concerns are overshadowed when Derwin’s friend asks for help finding her missing son. It’s not long before the case takes Derwin and Elliot back to the crime-ridden underbelly of the city and straight into Yoshiro’s clutches. Two gangs are vying for power, and Derwin and Elliot get caught in the middle of their very public fight.

Derwin and Elliot must find a way to thwart both gangs’ plans and escape alive. This time, one misstep could spell disaster for all the inhabitants of Nis.

My copies are here!

My author copies of Murder Once Seen just arrived, and they look fabulous! I’m very excited to be gearing up for this book’s release. Any bloggers who are interested in hosting a guest post or doing a read and review, please let me know and I’ll see if I can work you in with the blog tour schedule.


In other news, I also just received my developmental edits for the 2nd Oddities book. And I finished outlining the 3rd book, which I’ll start writing next month. My editor loved the plot twist and the action, and in particular how Elliot’s character develops in the second book. Lol on the other hand, Derwin continues to be a bit of an ass at times, and I have to go back and make him a bit less so in certain places.

Busy, busy!


Where does the time go? Progress Report

I think it’s telling in the fact that I forgot to post a monthly WIP report for April and May. My day job has been insane lately, and on top of that there have been a lot of medical issues to deal with on the family side. I’m hoping that we’re riding the wave now rather than being drowned by it.

Anyways, here’s an update. I’m also wrapping up my line edits for the first Oddities book, Murder First Seen. This book will be up for pre-order soon–look for an announcement!

Current WIPs:

1. Forest of Thorns and Claws (weretiger M/M), Finished at 62,857 words, submitted to publisher.

2. Fraud Twice Felt (The Oddities Book 2, paranormal M/M suspense), now at 58,437 words, estimated to be about 90k. Due to publisher by October 1.

3. Fae Fortunes (YA M/M paranormal), currently at 41,256 words, estimated 65k.

4. Deena and the Professor (Trudy Judd, BDSM romance), Six out of 10 parts written, first 6 parts published, currently at 4203 words on Part 7 (estimated to be 8k).

5. Fantasy novel currently at 80,535 words, total will be 110k. Right now this one is the lowest of my priorities.

RELEASE DAY! Missionary Position

It’s the release day for the second part in the Deena and the Professor series by Trudy Judd, entitled “Missionary Position.” This is an 8000 word short serial, part of a longer serial that follows the sexual adventures of Deena Hancock, a good girl who is tired of being good, and who has a major crush on her enigmatic Psych professor. Each part is available in Kindle Unlimited. Part One, “Corporal Punishment” is only 99 cents!

Amazon link:

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On her first day of college, Deena met the man of her dreams—her Psychology professor! Only now she has to find a way to make him see that she’s more than just a horny innocent that just wants to lose her cherry to an older man. Deena wants to explore everything about her sexuality, and her desire to submit and serve. Professor Sturm has shown her how much fun a little spanking can be.

Now it’s time to spend the night with him, and reveal all her darkest desires.

(Part One of a ten part series; each part will be published monthly. Parts One through Five will be bundled, and then Parts Six through Ten will be bundled as well. Notice for BDSM, girl on girl action, and multiple partners.)


Deena masturbated four times in forty-eight hours. Wednesday could not come fast enough.


She was proud to say that she’d done her homework for Professor Sturm—both the official Psych 101 homework, and the special assignment he’d given her. She’d also made sure to pay attention in her other classes and do extra homework in them, in case he asked. No way was she jeopardizing anything at this point.


The class seemed to drag on forever. Yes, Deena had read the book being discussed, and this time she had the presence of mind to take notes and not just stare at her professor’s deep blue eyes and dark tousled hair. He hardly looked at her. But that made sense, didn’t it? He was a teacher; she a student. After Monday’s spanking in his office, they couldn’t let anyone know about what they’d done.


So she sat quietly, and didn’t raise her hand to answer questions, didn’t call attention to herself. Deena had even dressed modestly today, wearing a knee-length jeans skirt and a loose blouse that didn’t really show off her better parts. He’d already seen her lower half naked. Let him wonder what the rest looked like.


When class was over, Deena waited until everyone had left before approaching Professor Sturm with her folder and special assignment.


He was organizing the student reports in a folder as she walked over to the whiteboard. Glancing at her, he straightened, a polite smile on his face, looking utterly innocent and professional. So different from the intense, passionate man she’d met just a couple days ago. Deena couldn’t help the blush spreading across her cheeks as she handed him her special assignment.


The professor barely glanced at it, setting it on top of the folder. “Do you have a moment before your next class, Miss Hancock?”


All at once her heart was pounding. Was he planning another interlude in his office? He’d told her nothing big was going to happen until night, at his place. Deena cleared her throat as heat pooled between her thighs. “Yes, Sir. I don’t have class for another hour.”


He picked up the folder and paper, as well as his books. “Follow me.” Without another word, he headed to the back of the classroom, to the door which led to the teacher offices in a semi-private hallway. The first day of class Deena had marveled at how he looked casual compared to other professors, but today he wore black trousers, a white shirt, and a black blazer. No tie, however. All she’d been able to see of him was his arms, and his cock. Deena longed to see the rest of him unclothed.


She followed him, and she wasn’t afraid to stare at the professor’s nice backside as they headed to the end of the hallway to his office. She wasn’t sure of his age, but he was probably in his thirties. Once they were inside, she glanced at the two stools in front of the large cherry wood desk, the two stools he had bent her over last time to spank her bare bottom. She still had fading bruises that ached pleasantly when she sat.


As soon as she was in the room he shut the door, setting the folder down on his desk. “Sit,” he directed her, motioning towards one of the stools. He sat down in his leather office chair by the window, taking her special assignment and reading it over as she waited. She was breathing quicker than normal but she couldn’t help it. Just two days ago she’d experience the most amazing orgasm right here, on his desk, courtesy of his fingers. Curiosity was eating her up.


“Is it…good?” Deena asked, as his mouth quirked at something on the paper. Blood rushed to her face, the old shame trying to assault her again. She’d debated including some of the items on the list. Write out a list of every naughty thing you’ve ever wanted to try. That’s what he said. Was she too kinky? Maybe he’d send her away, call her a slut, even though she still hadn’t lost her virginity. But he’d asked, hadn’t he? And he’d told her to be honest.


He glanced at her before setting the paper down, and this time it was a real smile on his face. “Good?” he asked, and his voice was silken chocolate, dark and smooth. “Oh I think it will be very good.” He tapped the paper, as if contemplating. “I recall you said you were a very naughty girl.” The look of desire in his eyes seared her. Suddenly she was aching for him again.


Getting to the climax, and an excerpt

Sometimes it feels like you’ve been working on a project forever. While it was only about a year ago that I started writing my first M/M shifter novel, it feels like that right now, because I want it to be DONE! It seems slow only because I work on multiple projects at once, which means each project individually takes longer to be completed. But I’m starting to see the finish line! Currently 47,000 words, and I’m heading into the main climax of the plot.

So I figured I’d give everyone an excerpt today. I wanted to have this done and published by Christmas, but I’m not sure I’ll make that deadline. It may be more like January. Hopefully not later than that.

So meet the boys, Donovan McGinnis and Kersen of the Mentauri clan . One’s a Scottish doctor who never lived in Scotland, but was raised in places like India and Thailand. The other has family ancestry from Bali but grew up in Sumatra.

Kersen and Donovan

(Excerpt from Chapter 2)

Gunung Leuser National Forest, Sumatra

As the five humans dragged the injured tiger away, the young male tiger watched from high up in a tree, safely out of sight. Claws dug into the hard wood as he yawned, long canine teeth flashing. He was anything but tired, however; he was stressed.

That was his sister down there.

As soon as the humans were out of sight, Kersen climbed down the tree, loping over to where they’d left the broken strands of the snare. He growled, smelling his sister’s blood on the thin cords.

Pure idiocy. He couldn’t believe he and Gemi had been so careless. They both knew how widespread the snares had become in the last few years. The poachers were growing bolder all the time, and more clever, as well. Kersen’s older sister, Bitari, was going to kill him for letting Gemi be taken. Ever since their parents had died, Bitari had been the guardian of the family. Their Harijmau jadian keluarga, their weretiger clan, still recognized his aunt Mentari as leader, but like the natural tigers, the weretiger population in Sumatra was dying out.

Where would they hide when the natural tiger population went extinct?

Kersen rumbled to himself, taking a moment to familiarize himself with the scents of the humans. He’d heard Gemi’s cries from across the valley, but he’d come too late. It should have been him cutting the ropes and freeing her. Now they had a predicament. The only positive was she’d been taken by conservationists and not the poachers. But what if they decided to keep her? She’d be trapped in her tiger form indefinitely.

He couldn’t allow that. He’d follow the men and free her.

The area was layered with scents. Kersen took a moment to concentrate on them, familiarizing himself with the leader’s scent in particular. The man was a veterinarian or something. Kersen had watched him cut his sister loose, and bandage her. Coppery brown hair cut short with a beard, and white skin, which meant he was a foreigner. British, most likely. One of those people out to save the world. For Kersen, his plan was to stay near Gemi, tracking their scents.

Kersen took a deep breath, sniffing. The man had a pleasant smell. A touch of clove, or coffee, perhaps. Earthy smells. Kersen took another whiff, whiskers twitching. Cinnamon. Great Brahma, Kersen could lick the fellow up. He huffed. How could he be thinking such thoughts when his sister was in danger?

In any case, Kersen knew the man’s scent now. He would know it anywhere he encountered it again.

Licking his chops and trying to dispel the pleasant warmth that had begun to stir within him, Kersen followed the trail. He kept low to the ground, mindful of any snares the conservationists might have missed. He needed to know where they were taking Gemi. It was easy to stay out of the humans’ sight, easy to be quiet with all the noise they were making. The leader was speaking in English on his phone, likely with the center director. Kersen’s English was rusty, but he could make out most of it.

“What’s the ____ time of arrival? Has there been any ______ of the poachers in this area?” The leader’s voice sounded tense,and focused. Kersen couldn’t see him through the underbrush, but that was by design. If he could see them, they in turn might see him. Again, that warmth spread through him, feeling like home, like safety. He wanted to run over there and rub his face against the man’s leg. Mark him.

Why would he want to do that?

Kersen snarled quietly, falling back to make sure none of the men detected him. The jungle had been quiet all day. The village where the shifters lived their human lives was well to the west of here. He only needed to make sure Gemi got out before she accidentally bit and infected anyone. Locals knew of their kind. No one outside the area had ever believed their tales. The only danger would be for a white foreigner like this leader to discover Kersen’s people and spread word to the world.

The weretigers had lived hidden away for centuries. Myth had it that they all originated from a small group of shamen, wizards who had performed complex ceremonies to ask the gods for the power to transform into beasts. The gods granted them that ability, and also the ability to pass the gift onto others, through blood and bite. They weren’t like the fabled werewolves; the moon had no power over them. But weretigers were nevertheless connected to the wilderness.

The jungle and the tiger inside would always be linked.

Monthly Progress Report

Okay well it’s mid-August and it’s time to see how projects are going.

I had a rough summer, with teen troubles, partner troubles, and work that was insanely busy. So I haven’t been writing at the pace I was at the beginning of the year. Still, I had set an annual goal of 125,000 words this year minimum.

As of today, I’m at 149,049 words written for the year. This does not include any revisions or edits where words might be added. So that’s not bad.

Current WIPs:

  1. Forest of Thorns and Claws (MM Weretiger novel): Currently 35,789 words.  Estimated length: 50k-60k
  2. YA Paranormal MM Romance (title being reworked per my daughter’s suggestions): Currently 31,687 words. Estimated length: 60k-70k.
  3. Oddities Book 2: Fraud and Extortion (MM Paranormal Mystery/Suspense): Currently 12,346 words. Estimated length: 90k.
  4. Erotic serial romance (may or may not be under this name): Currently about 30k in 2 parts, will be ending up about 5 parts. Total estimated length: 80k)–I’ll probably start publishing once I have 3 or 4 parts done.

And just because it’s Monday and I have a sinus infection and could use some happy eye candy, here’s some eye candy. (From Deviantart, and yes it reminds me of my YA boys, Adrian and Lucas)