Two Covers to Reveal!

Today I have not one but TWO cover reveals, for the two books I have coming out in May from Riptide.

First, coming out May 15 is my weretiger m/m romance, Forest of Thorns and Claws, with the cover designed by L.C. Chase and revealed on Love Bytes LGBTQ Book Reviews: http://lovebytesreviews.com/2017/03/30/exclusive-cover-reveal-incl-giveaway-j-t-hall-forest-of-thorns-and-claws/

 

And second, Book 2 in the Oddities series, Fraud Twice Felt, comes out on May 29. The cover is also by L.C. Chase and revealed today on Heroes and Heartbreakers: http://www.heroesandheartbreakers.com/blogs/2017/03/cover-thursday-exclusive-weatherspoon-hall-lang-loft

Yep, that’s my boy Elliot, who features prominently in this book.

Enjoy!

ETA: Also, it seems that at least one of the books is already listed on Goodreads, so please feel free to add to your wishlists.   https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34736864-forest-of-thorns-and-claws

New Titles for Pre-sale!

I know I’ve been quiet–current job and home needs have been keeping me away from the Internet most of the time. But I’ve got some exciting news. In May, Riptide will be publishing not one, but two of my full-length novels:  on May 14,  Forest of Thorns and Claws, a m/m weretiger stand-alone which is much more than a shifter romance, and then on May 29 the second book of the Oddities series, Fraud Twice Felt, will be released.

Both are now available at the Riptide Publishing at the following links:

Forest of Thorns and Claws

Fraud Twice Felt

Look for cover reveals for both of these books coming soon!

Also, I’m working on writing the blog posts for the promotional tours. I’ll go ahead and ask it here: is there anything you’d like to know about me or the books? (or the world of the Oddities series, etc.)

I’m still hard at work on final editing tasks and writing the 3rd Oddities book.

Re-Release! Friday at the 7-Eleven

It’s Re-Release day, finally!

I managed to get all copies taken down from all vendors from the previous Torquere Press version (which I have not been paid for since June of 2016), so that I could republish the M/M/M novella.

For the first 90 days it will be exclusively on Amazon as part of the Kindle Unlimited program; after that I’ll release it on the other sites including Kobo, Barnes and Noble, ibooks, Google, etc.

Amazon U.S. version

Amazon UK version

Back Camera

Brent’s a bully who picks on his workmate Alex. What Brent doesn’t realize, however, is that Alex wants him, but is too scared to ask. Meanwhile Brent’s convinced that all he needs is a firm hand to push him down and force him to be a good guy.

Then he meets Craig, an muscled veteran working at the local 7-Eleven. Craig knows a switch when he sees it, and Brent’s got it written all over him. He needs a hard takedown and some training to harness that sadistic side. Craig decides that what might be best is for all three of them to get together. Only by embracing honesty and self-control can each of them find what they need.

 

Excerpt:

Brent was a bully, or so the guys on the job told him. They avoided contact with him whenever possible, except when they were depending on him to steady a frame or support a beam. He was a big guy, six feet and well-muscled thanks to a strict regimen at the gym. All-American good looks belied a dark temper.

While he liked pushing, Brent wanted someone to push back. Somebody older, somebody with some fucking authority. Unfortunately, everyone he had pushed so far had been complete pussies.

So it wasn’t really that much of a surprise that he got pissed off sometimes. When Brent punched Alex, a fellow worker, for knocking over his box of nails, the foreman called for an early lunch. Brent headed to his favorite spot, the local 7-Eleven in Riverside, California.

There were only a few others in the convenience store, mostly construction workers like himself, filling up their Big Gulps, grabbing their hot dogs or whatever. Brent glanced over at the two cashiers. His eyes slid over one of them, a fellow in his late forties or fifties perhaps, salt and pepper hair. Solid-looking, similar height, and even more muscled than him. Looked ex-military, a tough guy. Brent smirked to himself. Probably had a wife and three kids at home and might bust a few ribs if Brent hit on him. It might be fun to start a fight, but that wasn’t what he was looking for.

Brent wandered over to the drinks to get himself some Mountain Dew; a little sugar and caffeine might do him good. As he waited for the machine to fill his cup, he glanced up at the shiny laminated front of the machine, and saw a reflection of the cashier.

Now this was interesting. Tough Guy was staring at his ass. Brent turned around and gave the guy a challenging glare, just to see what he’d do. The guy only grinned—a grin that melded into heat in his eyes. Brent felt his groin tighten.

Okay. Maybe a possibility.

Slowly, Brent turned around, placed the cap on his cup, and stared back at the cashier. The other attendant wasn’t behind the counter. In the back perhaps, taking a break, who knew? Tough Guy met Brent’s eyes, and he knew, oh yeah, maybe a wife and kids, but definitely some ass on the side. Brent smiled, letting his lust show. Tough Guy crooked his finger for him to come over.

Brent almost balked; who was this bozo to tell him what to do? Still he did have a drink to purchase, and he was curious. He walked over, slapping down a couple of bills to pay for the drink, feeling oddly self-conscious. The cashier’s eyes moved over him with a dark hunger. It gave him an unusual quiver in the gut, not to mention lower down. “Hey,” Brent said softly, as the man rang up the change, not sure what else to say. Why are you watching me? He wanted to say it, but couldn’t.

“Hey,” Tough Guy said, handing him his change. He leaned forward, one meaty hand splayed out on the counter, making his bicep bulge even further. “To answer your question, yes. I was watching you.”

Brent’s mouth dropped open, and he scowled. Had the guy read it off his face? Or was he just that cocky? “Yeah, I was wondering if you were a cocksucker or just looked like one,” he returned. Well, now he’d know if those fists hit hard or not. A shiver went through him.

Tough Guy laughed. He glanced up—at the security cameras, Brent realized—then leaned in even closer. “Actually, I usually make some motherfucker like you suck my cock.” He backed up a few steps as the other attendant returned from the back and exchanged a few whispered words with him. Then he brushed his hand over Brent’s, slowly. “Come see me in the back, and I’ll show you.”

Brent watched the man head to the back of the store and pass through the double doors to the storage area. He wondered if he should. Had the guy noticed that he was completely engorged now? Make him, huh. How far would he go? Probably just another talker, Brent figured, but he had to go see for himself.

So he headed on back.

It was cool in there, boxes stacked high with things like potato chips and beer, not a whole lot of room for maneuvering, but Brent wasn’t too concerned. Or at least that’s what he told his racing heart. He didn’t see the cashier, and then suddenly Tough Guy was there, grabbing Brent’s T-shirt and shoving him back against the back wall. Brent grunted, adrenaline spiking, heart in his throat, and dick ready to explode.

“You really think you can make me?” Brent asked with a sneer, struggling against the hold. He was impressed and a little intimidated to find out that Tough Guy was as strong as he looked. Even more impressive, there didn’t seem to be a speck of hesitation in the man’s steel-gray eyes. Maybe he really had been telling the truth.

“The name’s Craig. And yes.” Craig shoved a meaty arm against Brent’s throat, pinning him against the cinder block wall, hips pressing up against him. It felt like a million degrees with Craig’s body up against his, and even if Brent had wanted to, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to break that hold and get away. Craig tilted his head a little, moving in closer, and then kissed him, tongue invading, hot spit, so fucking good it made Brent dizzy.

Brent fought the kiss, even though he wanted to return the passion. But oh, no. Craig still hadn’t proven himself yet. He snarled, biting at Craig’s lips and got a hard bite to his lower lip in return. That sent a spark clean down to his dick. He growled with frustration.

“I seem to remember something about you sucking my cock,” Craig said in a low voice, grabbing at what little hair there was on the nape of Brent’s neck. His other hand was on Brent’s shoulder, shoving him down to his knees. Brent struggled, cursing, face red, but there wasn’t a damn thing he could do. Craig was that strong. And fuck if he was gonna tell him he liked the hair pulling.

Soon Brent found himself face to fly, and Craig was pulling down his zipper, releasing a thick cock with veins standing out, hard and ready to be sucked. He rubbed his organ against Brent’s cheek, grunting a little at the friction against Brent’s stubble, still keeping that death grip on the hair. Brent spat and watched the saliva drip down the shaft. “Fucking make me.”

 

New cover for Friday night

I feel like a snail lately, moving like glacier ice slowly towards my goals. One thing I did accomplish recently was creating a new cover for my contemporary M/M/M novella that was previously published by Torquere Press, “Friday At the 7-Eleven.”

I’ve been busy sending takedown notices since the old version is still showing up on places like Smashwords, but once all the old versions have been removed, I’ll be publishing my 2nd edition.

So this was the old cover . . .

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So here’s the new cover, featuring a Brent that comes much closer to my idea of him. (I was never crazy about the old cover anyways.) And yep, I did it myself.

Back Camera

Yay!!  I’m very excited to be publishing this again.

Life’s Hurdles

January was a disaster.

I started a new job making less than half what I made before in a call center where every second is monitored and controlled. (No really!) It’s a large financial institution, so they’re very strict. It’s basic customer service and what I was doing in my twenties, so I feel like I’ve leapt back a decade. I’m trying not to feel like a loser, which is difficult because I’m not even making enough to pay all the bills.

Then on top of that, on Friday the 20th, while driving at night in pouring rain, I was sideswiped by another driver who took off afterwards. And it wasn’t my car, but my partner’s car, and therefore her insurance, so I felt even worse. Car’s now in the shop so we’re having to share and she’s having to drive me to and from work. I’m fine, but I really didn’t need this crap.

Then we both had the flu. Recovered now, but all of this meant that my writing and editing goals for the month went right out the window.

And guess what? My fun still wasn’t over!  The first week of February, while my partner was driving my car, some old lady backed into it. So that’s another car to fix and another having to deal with an insurance claim. Again, happy that nobody was hurt, and this time there was a driver at fault who had insurance. But UGH!!!  Enough already!

I’m not even going to bother posting word counts at the moment. Just know that the third Oddities book is coming along okay–it’s at about 19,000 words in the Word document, plus a bunch of pages that are hand written and need to be typed in. I’m in the second round of line edits for the second Oddities book, which is set to be published May 29. And I’m slogging (SLOOOOWWWLY) through the first round of edits for my weretiger m/m novel, set to be published May 15.

So just letting everyone know that I haven’t disappeared, but my online time these days is almost nil.

The last news is that I received my rights back from Torquere Press for my m/m/m novella, “Friday at the 7-Eleven.” I have someone to format it and I’m working on a new cover, and then I’ll republish it. (It’s still up on Amazon under Torquere. I’ve asked that they take it down.)

Thank you for all the reviews. That’s one thing that’s helping me get through this difficult time. I appreciate all of them.

 

2017 Writing Goals

Every year I try to make a list of goals that I want to achieve with my writing. (I also have monthly and daily goals. It keeps me on track.) In 2015 I had my best writing year ever, writing over 200,000 words. I knew I’d never match that in 2016 with working from home and my partner’s health issues, so the goal I set for 2016 was 185,000 words.

I didn’t make it, but it wasn’t too bad a year. In 2016, I wrote a total of 152,421 new words on books. I don’t count blog posts, editing, or any other words for promotional purposes, just new words on novels and short fiction.

My other goals were to:

  • complete edits for Murder Once Seen and promote it:  Done
  • finish and submit Book Two of the Oddities series (Fraud Twice Felt)– done
  • finish and self-publish my m/m weretiger novel–done, except I chose instead to submit it to Riptide, so they’ll be publishing it
  • finish and submit my YA m/m novel–not done
  • finish and self-publish my 3rd pen name erotica serial romance–7/10 parts done and published, almost done with Part 8.
  • finish the fantasy novel in my first pen name–lol, still not done. Lowest of my priorities.

2017 Goals:

So now, since I know I’ll be deep in editing for the first quarter of the year on two books coming out in the next six months, plus since I’m starting a new job tomorrow and don’t know what my writing schedule will be, I’m going to keep my writing goals for 2017 conservative.

My goal for 2017 is to write 150,000 new words.

In addition, my goals for 2017 are to complete editing and promote the books Forest of Thorns and Claws and Fraud Twice Felt, finish the YA m/m paranormal book and submit it, complete the last parts of the Deena erotic serial romance, write the 3rd Oddities book, and maybe, just maybe finish the never ending fantasy novel.

 

Current Projects:

1. Forest of Thorns and Claws (weretiger M/M), completed, final length 65k: Developmental edits submitted, awaiting line edits. Currently scheduled to release 3/20.

2. Fraud Twice Felt: The Oddities Book Two, (gay paranormal), completed, final length 98k: Working on line edits. Currently scheduled to release 5/29.

3. Fae Fortunes (YA M/M paranormal), currently at 52,813, estimated total 65k.

4. Deena and the Professor (Trudy Judd, BDSM romance), 7 out of 10 parts written, almost done with Part 8 which is currently at 10,800. Estimating 12k for Part 8, 10k for Part 9, and 9k for Part 10.

5. A Conspiracy Uncovered: The Oddities Book Three (gay paranormal), currently at 12,096, total estimated 95k.

6. Fantasy novel currently at 87,257 words, total will be 110k.

If I total up the words needed to finish all these current WIPS, it comes to about 138k. So there’s my year, basically.

Latest News!

It’s official! I’ve signed the contract to have Riptide publish my weretiger mmromance, Forest of Thorns and Claws. If my editor and I can manage to rush through the line edits, then we’re tentatively releasing the book in March.This is a standalone book, set in Sumatra and highlights the plight of the Sumatran tiger.

 

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Also a reminder–there’s still a giveaway going on at Goodreads to win an autographed copy of my gay paranormal romantic suspense, Murder Once Seen (The Oddities Book One). Don’t miss out on entering!