'On the spot' Interview with Pia Veleno

<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><strong><img alt="" src="http://images.postling.com/b/bd0/g_fullxfull.23836.jpg" style="float: right; height: 300px; margin: 10px; width: 200px;" /></strong><strong>RJ: Hi Pia! Welcome to the first of my ‘on the spot’ interactive interviews... what does it feel like to be a guinea pig?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: I’m not sure. Shouldn’t I get some carrots and fresh shavings to nest in? Will you cuddle me first?<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Cuddling is not included in the interview. The carrots are in the post. ROFL... I am nervous about this first foray into interviewing... but we can see how it goes! So... ready for question one?</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: How many books do you have published now??</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Oh, good, starting with an easy question. My fourth book was just released August 16th... if we count short stories.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Count all stories! Tell me a bit more about them...</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Well, let’s see. The first three were all paranormal -- angels and demons, that is -- Fallen, Bound By Love, and Man Whore. This newest one, Make You Sweat, is my first contemporary novel. Now I’m torn between the two sub-genres. They’re both fun to write and explore.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Can you give us a synopsis of your new book?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: (Shh... don’t tell, but I’m copying it right off of Loose Id’s website) ;-)<br /> <br /> Ready for change, Tyler Pierce has the whole summer ahead of him when he flies to Sand Piper Beach to turn over a new leaf. Sun, swimming, exercise, he’ll return home a new man, sexy and buff. Best of all, several states away from home and college, no one but his dad knows him, so he can muddle through the challenges of getting fit without friends laughing at him.<br /> <br /> During his first visit to the fitness center, Tyler meets the sculpted and toned Cody Dawson, fitness instructor and sexy gay man. Not only does Cody help Tyler learn how to use the strength training equipment, but he crashes through Tyler’s fantasies and lures him into bed.<br /> <br /> Just a passing fling, Tyler decides. Cody, after all, could get any number of better looking men without even trying. Besides, the summer doesn’t last forever and, too soon, Tyler will return to campus leaving Cody to the ex who wants him back. A summer fling can grow into something more, but it’s up to Tyler to recognize if it’s true love or just heated summer lust.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Oh I like the look of that one. Will there be any scenes of an intensely hot and sweaty nature in a gym on any sort of equipment?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Of course. That’s what a gym is for... Oh, you mean of the “other” kind of hot and sweaty? LOL, I’m not going to spoil that fun for you, but the title is appropriate. ;-)<br /> <br /> <strong><img alt="" src="http://images.postling.com/9/997/g_fullxfull.23835.jpg" style="float: left; height: 300px; margin: 10px; width: 200px;" /></strong><strong>RJ: Working out in a gym is kind of intense anyway and involves one hell of a lot of dedication </strong><strong>(I normally last about … lets see … a week? ROFL...) so how did you get inside your guy’s head? Do you spend a lot of time in the gym?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: I spend more time at the gym in the winter when I can’t get outdoors to run. (Oh, yes, there is running in this one too). I got into Tyler’s head more from the self-conscious aspect of this story’s theme. Tyler isn’t all that comfortable with his body, or what he has to do to improve it. I just started running road races last year, and I tend to be at the back of the pack. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that I’m there to beat my own time, and no one else’s.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Surely the view is better from behind anyway?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: LOL Sometimes. But the runners in the best shape are running the course much faster, so I don’t see them much past the starting line.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Running *shivers at the horror of exercise whilst admiring you wholly!*. So this new book is M/M. Do you mostly write MM, or do you cross into MF at all?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: I used to throw a girl into the mix once in a while, but the more I write M/M the more I avoid female characters. I don’t like the way my girls come across on the page, and throwing two men at each other has many more interesting angles to explore. (And I don’t mean positions!)<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: I wasn’t going to say anything... ROFL... So what is it about two men together that gets your *writing* juices flowing?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: LOL, writing juices huh? That’s a question I hear often (though not in those terms exactly ;) ) but I don’t have a precise answer. Part of it, I think, is that I never quite relinquished the tomboy attitude. I also don’t believe in gender stereotypes. Lace isn’t just for women, and muscles aren’t required to be manly.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Well there is something about a man..........</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Oh, yes, there is something... and then add a second man and... *sigh*<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Can you share an excerpt of the book for us? Just a couple of paragraphs to let people see what the book is like?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Excerpt! Yes, I can do that.<br /> <br /><hr />Tyler sat down at a machine near the door. He studied the design for a moment before putting his arms against the gunmetal gray pads. When he pushed, they didn’t move. He glanced at stack to his right. The pin held eighty pounds. If he’d been alone, he would’ve laughed to blow off the stupid feeling creeping up his spine. Instead, with a quick glance at the men to make sure they still ignored him, Tyler fought past the flush rising up his neck and moved the pin up to thirty. He pressed the pads together. Come on, come on, come on. They wiggled; the black stack shifted upward an inch and then dropped with a solid thwack. The little black blocks with their numbers etched in multiples of ten mocked his weak muscles.<br /> <br /> The trio of weight lifters glanced in his direction, their voices quieter and indecipherable as they exchanged a few words. Two laughed, and then the third punched them both, refocusing their attention on their workout. Tyler’s cheeks warmed, and he gritted his teeth. Tyler considered changing the pin again, but thanks to the muscle heads in the corner, he felt plenty self-conscious already.<br /> <br /> Across the room a treadmill stopped. Tyler had been so intimidated by the lifters casually tossing around metal weighing as much as he did, he hadn’t noticed the noise of the treadmill’s motor until it fell silent. Tyler glanced up. His mouth fell open when he recognized the runner he’d been drooling over in the elevator yesterday. He made sweatpants and a T-shirt look damn sexy. Sun-speckled auburn hair trimmed military short did little to keep sweat from dripping down the sides of his face. His tee clung to cut muscles along broad chest and shoulders but stopped short of his narrow waist. He threw his head back, drinking deeply from a plastic sports bottle. Tyler watched his throat bob with each swallow until the man lowered his drink and looked straight at him.<br /> <br /> Snapping his mouth shut and swallowing the lust in his throat, Tyler looked away. He licked his lips. Eyes glued to his sneakers, Tyler squeezed the pads together. The stack climbed a shaky half inch and then slipped from his control, slamming down to its mates.<br /> <br /> “Can I help?”<br /> <br /> Tyler flinched at the voice. Not at the sound — he could listen to that rich, friendly voice caress his ears all afternoon — but the proximity startled him. He glanced up into soft brown eyes, suddenly so much closer and looking right at him, and then quickly dropped his gaze, stuttering as his mind raced faster than his tongue could spit out the words.<br /> <br /> “If you raise your seat a couple of notches,” the runner said, “you’ll have better leverage.”<br /> Tyler lifted his gaze upward, inch by inch, crawling up the powerful, muscular legs of a long-distance runner; narrow hips and a waist that didn’t see much junk food; chest muscles under a sticky, wet shirt looking like a plastic toy in their hardened perfection; large hands drying themselves on a white towel; and that jaw, square and stubbled enough to tickle the stomach or thighs when at play.<br /> <br /> Oh God, you can leverage me anytime you want. “W-what?” Tyler pictured the man as he’d seen him in the elevator yesterday — shirtless. He stole Tyler’s voice in just the same way today.<br /> <br /> “Let me show you.” The man waved Tyler away from the machine. Tyler dutifully bowed to the authoritative air of the handsome stranger, waiting patiently to one side as he tugged on the seat, lifting it upward until it clicked into the next position. “Try that.”<br /> <br /><hr /><strong>RJ: I seriously love the sound of this! Do you have a cover I can post as well?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Thanks RJ! I did have fun with these two guys. The cover is the source of strange squealing sounds residents of New England might have heard last week. I requested this artist, but didn’t expect to get her. PL Nunn does great yaoi style cover art for some of my favorite authors, and I’m honored to have her work representing Make You Sweat.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Nice one! So tell me about a typical writing experience for you? Do you sketch a story out, write notes etc, or do you write on the fly?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Yes, and yes, and yes. LOL, no really. I’ll start with a little nugget of something, and writing about it, or him, and then once I’ve figured out the characters and their issues I’ll stop and sketch out a rough synopsis to make sure it actually is going somewhere besides the bedroom (or restroom, or back room, or...) I don’t always follow that map, but it does help me rein in wilder characters to some degree.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Or gym equipment...</strong><br /> <br /> PV: LOL, okay, I have to warn you. The equipment stays... clean?<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: OMG... I was drinking tea... *wipes screen*</strong><br /> <br /> PV: And the cat is now ticked off that I laughed too loud and woke her.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: So... this new book is with Loose Id... you are also published with Silver... which of your books is with which publisher and do you have links?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Loose Id only has this one, but I have two others that I think would fit them if I ever get around to finishing them.<br /> <br /> Make You Sweat can be found here: <a href="http://www.loose-id.com/Make-You-Sweat.aspx">http://www.loose-id.com/Make-You-Sweat.aspx</a><br /> <br /> My three from Silver can be found here (as well as a fourth due out on Halloween): <a href="http://www.bit.ly/piavelenoSP">www.bit.ly/piavelenoSP</a><br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Do you have to fit writing around full time *non writery* work?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Sadly yes, but my “Job That Pays The Bills” is cyclic. I can have long spans of nothing to do but be available should a client need me, so I work writing time in during those periods. It’s not foolproof, and I have to be quick with the minimize button when writing at work, but it does help.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Congrats on the Halloween book as well, can you tell us a bit about that?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: It’s more of a bittersweet kind of story -- a horror/ghost story with an underlying relationship, so not straight up erotic romance as I’ve been writing.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Was that difficult to do?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Strangely no. I want to write more horror, and I’ve struggled to get there, but this ghost wanted his story told. I let him tell it, but I’m not sure I could do it again as easily.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Is there a type of book you would like to write that you struggle to think what to write? Historical? Comedy???</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Funny you should mention comedy. If I set out to write humor, I fail miserably, but when I tried sarcasm in a work report to get out of a certain task, everyone thought it was hilarious and insisted I continue to write up those reports.<br /> <br /> Honestly though, I’d love to brush up on the horror, or maybe experiment with sci-fi, but the world building (or monster building) intimidates me.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Tell me about it, Fire was like that... :-(</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>Anyway...last few things... tell me about Pia Veleno (without copying and pasting your bio! Yes, i can see you doing that as i ask... rofl)</strong><br /> <br /> PV: ROFL, you caught me. I was pulling up my GoodReads profile even as you typed that.<br /> <br /> Let’s see... about Pia. Well, I’d much rather talk about my boys than myself, but i know you won’t let me get away with changing the subject!<br /> <br /> I’m a reader (but not as much as I’d like), a runner (though I’m off my feet recovering from injury), a dancer (but only when no one is looking), and a hopeless introvert (can we make online plans for next Saturday so I can avoid the big pool party?)<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: An introvert? Well that is not something i would have said about you, but th</strong><strong>en again, I am a hopeless introvert too... I think it may be common with a lot of writers! And yes, this Saturday, I’ll be at a BBQ at my sisters, come on over (course England is a bit far!)</strong><br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Last question, and this is about your new book, Make You Sweat. Your two characters. Can you sum them up briefly? Just to remind us of who they are!</strong><br /> <br /> PV: You might have me at “briefly”...<br /> <br /> Tyler Pierce is taking a break from college before his senior year to “buff up” while none of his friends are around to laugh at him for trying. He wants to look like the hot guys he watches on the beach, but he’s a twink with a lot of work to do to get there.<br /> <br /> Cody Dawson is a certified fitness instructor who works out at his condo facility when he’s not working for his paycheck. He helps Tyler with his first strength training session, and then offers to help him out around the beach town too.<br /> <br /> While Tyler’s figuring out who he wants to be, Cody is enjoying who Tyler already is.<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Oh that is a COOL strapline... did you just think of that?</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Actually, yes. *quickly scribbles it down for use again later*<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Well it is AWESOME tweet length... rofl...</strong><br /> <br /> PV: Indeed, it is a good tweet length. You’re always planning ahead, aren’t you. :)<br /> <br /> <strong>RJ: Erm... yes... rofl...</strong><br /> <br /><hr /><br /> <strong><img alt="" src="http://images.postling.com/f/fc4/g_400xN.23838.jpg" style="float: right; height: 150px; margin: 10px; width: 200px;" /></strong><strong>Thank you Pia for taking the time to come on over and chat. I wish you every success with your new book and look forward to chatting to you again... xx</strong><br /> <br /> Thanks RJ, it was fun being your experiment today. I’ll admit it now, I was a bit nervous (you know, that introvert thing). I have a couple of more guest visits in the blog world, and I hope your wonderful readers will drop by and hang out there too. I’ll post a list on my blog this weekend: http://piaveleno.com<br /> <br /> Thank you for reading, dear Readers. Have a great Happily Ever After.<br /> <br /> Ciao,<br /> Pia</div>

'On the spot' Interview with Pia Veleno

RJ: Hi Pia! Welcome to the first of my ‘on the spot’ interactive interviews... what does it feel like to be a guinea pig? PV: I’m not sure...

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Six Sentence Sunday

<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p> <strong><img alt="" src="http://images.postling.com/9/917/g_fullxfull.23825.jpg" style="width: 200px; height: 300px; float: left; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px;"/>Love is in the hallways</strong></p><p> A small glimpse into book 2 in my Young Adult *Love* series about Cam and Luke. Due out 3 September on Amazon.</p><p> When kissing gets a little *heated* :-)</p><hr/><p> <strong>Suddenly it was two panting teens under the oak trees, staring wide eyed at each other. What they had just done was serious. Flirtation and innocent promise had flown out of the window. This was a connection that couldn't be unmade.</strong></p><p> <strong>"We did that," Luke finally blurted out causing Cam to smile.</strong></p><hr/><p style='text-align: center;'> <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/series/64383-love">Goodreads Link</a></p></div>

Six Sentence Sunday

Love is in the hallways A small glimpse into book 2 in my Young Adult *Love* series about Cam and Luke. Due out 3 September on Amaz...

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New Art for Eoin, and a round up of News...

<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p> <strong><img alt="EOIN" src="http://images.postling.com/8/892/g_fullxfull.23106.jpg" style="width: 400px; height: 600px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; float: left;"/>EOIN (The Fire Trilogy Book 3)</strong></p><p> <em>Available 17 September </em><em>from Silver Publishing</em></p><p> I have new art for Eoin, the third and final book in *The Fire Trilogy* due out with Silver Publishing 17 September...</p><p> It is utterly gorgeous and I love the shadow of the man imprisoned for his Fire... perfect... and look at Eoin's amber eyes... melts...</p><p> Thank you Reese, you rock.</p><p> <em>Watch this space for buy links on Silver...</em></p><hr/><p> <strong>SHATTERED SECRETS (In The Shadow Of The Wolf - Book 1) </strong></p><p> <em>Available 27 August from Silver Publishing</em></p><p> Only thirteen days left to the publishing date for *Shattered Secrets*, book one in a series of books based around a wolf/human cop liaison team. The series is called *In The Shadow Of The Wolf*.</p><p> <strong>Blurb:</strong></p><p> Jamie is human, and he's also a wolf.</p><p> Rob Tarrant is head of a special police task force specializing in wolf/human cases.  He has no problem with wolves in general, but having a human/wolf relationship is not on his to-do list. When he meets a young man named Jamie at a club, he embarks on the hottest one-night stand of his life. He finds out that young man is a wolf shifter, and his world is turned upside down.<br/> <br/> When a case involving kidnappings of young werewolves lands on Rob's desk, the ugly specter of the werewolf sex trade is brought front and center. With Jamie seemingly at the heart of it all, can Rob keep his young lover alive?</p><p> <em>More news to follow including excerpts.</em></p><hr/><p> <strong>COWBOY CHRISTMAS (Heart of Texas sequel)</strong></p><p> <em>Available 19 November </em><em>from Silver Publishing</em></p><p> A Christmas Book from RJ Scott - When Riley's past comes back to haunt him it is Jack who is his bedrock. But as family secrets unfold can 'Jack and Riley' weather the storm?</p><p> Watch this space...</p><hr/><p> <strong>GUARDING MORGAN (A Sanctuary Story)</strong></p><p> <em>Available 15 October from Silver Publishing</em></p><p> Blurb:</p><p> <span style='' id='freeText14474516678059305172'>Morgan Drake witnesses a murder in an alleyway. He is the only person who can give evidence in prosecuting the cop responsible for the crime. When the FBI safe house where he is being protected is compromised he follows the instructions of his agent in charge and runs.<br/> <br/> Nik Valentino is ex FBI and works for Sanctuary, a Foundation that offers witness protection and support to those in need.<br/> <br/> Morgan's FBI handler sends him to Nik and to Sanctuary for safety. Neither Morgan nor Nik could imagine that two weeks alone in a cabin in the woods, could start something more.<br/> <br/> Something way more than just staying trying to keep Morgan safe. </span></p><hr/><p> <strong>LOVE IS IN THE HALLWAYS</strong></p><p> <em>Available 3 September</em></p><p> It is the first day back at school after the best night of Luke's life. He has a boyfriend, the football captain Cameron Anders and everything is just as he wanted.</p><p> So why is he so damned scared?<br/>  </p></div>

New Art for Eoin, and a round up of News...

EOIN (The Fire Trilogy Book 3) Available 17 September from Silver Publishing I have new art for Eoin, the third and final book in...

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The Fitzwarren Inheritance - Trilogy, Final book released today...

<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p style='text-align: center;'> <strong><img alt="Fitzwarren Inheritance" src="http://www.rjscott.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/FI.jpg" style="width: 621px; height: 374px;"/></strong></p><p> <strong>The Fitzwarren Inheritance Trilogy</strong> has reached its culmination with today’s release of Sue Brown’s gripping finale, <strong>The Lord’s Tale</strong>! Sue has gathered up the threads from the Psychic’s Tale and The Soldier’s Tale, and woven them into a highly charged conclusion, confronting Jonathan Curtess and his four hundred year old curse head-on.</p><p> <strong>Run, don’t walk </strong>to Silver Publishing’s site to snatch it up! Read the enthralling drama as it heads for the inevitable collision between Jonathan Curtess’s curse and those fighting to break its malicious hold on the Fitzwarrens.</p><hr/><p> <strong>Blurb</strong>: Surrounded by the tragedy of his family’s history, the last thing Phil expects is to be  picked up by a gorgeous guy twenty feet up a climbing wall. What scares him even more is the way Lee fits into his life, the final piece to break the Fitzwarren curse.</p><hr/><p> <strong>Excerpt:</strong></p><p> <strong>From a book written in 1899 –The History of Steeple Westford by the Rev. Horace Simpkins–</strong></p><p> So in the autumn of the year 1644, Jonathan Curtess cursed Belvedere Fitzwarren, saying, “I curse you and your children’s children, that you shall all live out your allotted years, and that those years shall be filled with grief and loss and betrayal, even as you have betrayed and bereaved me.”</p><p> <strong>Chapter 1</strong></p><p> Phil could hear the rain beating down on the church roof as he waited for the bride to arrive. Inside the small church, the atmosphere was slightly damp and clammy as guests found somewhere to store their sopping umbrellas and attempted to brush raindrops off their finery. It was typical of the Fitzwarren luck that after weeks of fine weather there was torrential rain on his sister’s wedding day.</p><p> He looked over at Will, the groom, standing alone in the front row. Psycho soldier hadn’t bothered to make an appearance as his best man then. Despite the way Phil’s friend Sean and Will stood up for the man, there was something about Daniel that Phil didn’t like. He was unpredictable, and the fact he was tied in with this curse just made him even more dangerous in Phil’s opinion, especially walking around with a knife tucked under his clothing. Why the hell Sean was bumping uglies with the man, Phil had no idea. The groom looked kind of down though. Daniel was Will’s best friend, and it was natural he would want Daniel beside him on his special day.</p><p> His thoughts turned to his young nephew, fighting for his life in hospital. Each day was a roller-coaster ride for the premature baby, but the young heir to the Fitzwarrens clung on tenaciously. His mum, still recovering from her head injury and the shock of the premature birth, sat by his incubator. Charlie and Carol had both insisted that the wedding go ahead as planned, and Charlie was there, doing his best to wear a smile for his sister’s wedding.</p><p> The doors to the church opened, and everyone turned to catch their first glimpse of the bride, only to discover Daniel limping down the aisle. Phil sighed as he saw the matching grins of Will and Sean. Who was he to argue with his best friend and his future brother-in-law? He’d be keeping an eye on that knife, though.</p><p> The doors opened again, and his sister was there, looking stunning in her wedding dress of ivory and crimson, the silk skirt pooling gracefully to the stone floor of the church. She paused in the doorway as her bridesmaids arranged themselves behind her. Somehow she had escaped looking like a drowned rat; her hair was swept up into chignon and the crimson roses in her hair matched the ones in her bouquet, the blooms from a corner of the castle grounds.</p><p> As Diana reached the altar, Will smiled down at her and took her hand. The love on their faces took Phil’s breath away, and he was swept with a wave of happiness and envy for his big sister. As the elderly vicar conducted the service, the noise of the rain thrumming down on the roof abated, and soon the wedding party emerged from the church to blink as the late afternoon sunshine bathed the church grounds.</p><p>  </p><p> * * * *</p><p>  </p><p> Phil held two pints up high as he negotiated the crowd in the bar of the Red Lion. He handed one over to his brother, Charlie, who took the full glass gratefully.</p><p> “God, I’m glad that’s over,” Charlie said, wiping his top lip.</p><p> “Hell yes,” Phil agreed, loosening his tie. “Do you think we can get out of this get-up now?” He waved vaguely at their suits.</p><p> “Probably not,” Charlie told him. “Is Di out of her meringue yet?”</p><p> Phil peered around the bar to where the bride and groom were sitting, Di’s feet in Will’s lap. “Not yet, but her shoes are off. Isn’t that enough?” Charlie just gave him a look, and Phil sighed. There wasn’t a hope in hell Diana would agree to them losing the monkey suits. The couple hadn’t had enough money for a formal “do”, but she was going to make the men suffer as long as she could. He smiled as he thought of his tomboy sister, dressed like a lady for the whole day.</p><p> “Anyway, I promised Carol I’d come in the suit,” Charlie said, pulling a face. “She wanted to feel part of the proceedings even if she couldn’t be here.”</p><p> “You’d better stop knocking that back then,” Phil said, indicating the pint of beer that Charlie was already half-way through.</p><p>  </p><p> Charlie held up his glass, regarding the dark amber liquid mournfully. “Doesn’t seem right somehow. I can’t remember the last time I stayed sober at a wedding.” He paused for a minute. “I can’t remember the last time I went to a wedding.”</p><p> “Yours probably. Just be thankful you don’t have to make a speech, big brother.” Phil grinned at the shudder that ran though his painfully shy older brother at the thought of trying to speak in public, even in front of friends and family. There really wasn’t anyone here that he didn’t know. Di, like her brothers, tended to socialise in the village.</p><p> “I told Di that if she wanted speeches she could make you do it. She said if there was anything to say, she could say it herself.”</p><p>  </p><p> Phil laughed, the laughter tailing off as he caught sight of Daniel and Sean vanishing into the snug with that psychic and his boyfriend. There was something going on there. Those four were getting very cosy all of a sudden. Charlie followed his gaze.</p><p> “I wonder what that’s all about,” his brother mused.</p><p> “I have no idea. Don’t you think since Mark came on the scene our little curse has got a lot more crowded?” Phil asked, aware he sounded waspish.</p><p> Waving at the barman for another round, Charlie looked at him. “Another?” At Phil’s nod, he held up two fingers and then said, “What do you mean?”</p><p> Phil waited until they both had drinks before he carried on. “Well, one minute it’s just the Fitzwarrens’ curse, and the three of us knowing everything is going to go tits up, and the next some stranger waltzes in claiming to be a psychic and a descendent of Curtesses, saying he’s broken the first part of the curse. Then Psycho gets pally with Sean, and the next thing we know another bit of the story is slotting into place.”</p><p> There was such a long pause before Charlie answered that Phil looked up. “What bothers you most? Mark’s revelations or Sean and Daniel hooking up?”</p><p> “You think I’m jealous?” Phil asked incredulously.</p><p> “You’re not? Just a little? Sean has been your best friend for years, and now that he’s hooked up with Daniel, he hasn’t been around as much.”</p><p> Damn, his brother was too shrewd.</p><hr/><p> <strong>BUY LINKS</strong></p><p> Click <strong><a href="https://silverpublishing.info/product_book_info/coming-soon-c-2/the-lord-s-tale-p-332" target="_blank">HERE</a> </strong>to buy <strong>The Lord’s Tale</strong></p><p> <br/> and <a href="https://silverpublishing.info/product_book_info/new-release-c-1/the-psychic-s-tale-p-286" target="_blank"><strong>HERE</strong></a> to buy the first in the Trilogy – <strong>The Psychic’s Tale</strong><br/> and <a href="https://silverpublishing.info/product_book_info/the-soldier-s-tale-p-297" target="_blank"><strong>HERE</strong></a> to buy the second – <strong>The Soldier’s Tale</strong></p></div>

The Fitzwarren Inheritance - Trilogy, Final book released today...

The Fitzwarren Inheritance Trilogy has reached its culmination with today’s release of Sue Brown’s gripping finale, The Lord’s Ta...

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Young Adult: Love Is In The Title

<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p> <a _mce_href="http://www.rjscott.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/dreamstime_8274723.jpg" href="http://www.rjscott.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/dreamstime_8274723.jpg"><img _mce_src="http://www.rjscott.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/dreamstime_8274723.jpg" _mce_style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px;" alt="" class="size-full wp-image-1424 alignleft" src="http://www.rjscott.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/dreamstime_8274723.jpg" style="margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; width: 200px; height: 300px; float: left;" title="Love Is In The Title"/></a>*Love Is In The Title* is my first foray into the world of Young Adult writing. I really enjoyed writing this story. It is a story of young love and the infinite possibilities of *Forever*.</p><p> It is a self published title and is available on Amazon Kindle <a _mce_href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Title-ebook/dp/B0053Y7DXK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&m=A7B2F8DUJ88VZ&s=books&qid=1307179983&sr=8-1" href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Title-ebook/dp/B0053Y7DXK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&m=A7B2F8DUJ88VZ&s=books&qid=1307179983&sr=8-1" target="_blank">HERE</a> and All Romance Ebooks <a _mce_href="http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-loveisinthetitle-557238-176.html" href="http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-loveisinthetitle-557238-176.html" target="_blank">HERE</a></p><hr/><p style='text-align: center;' _mce_style='text-align: center;'> <span style='color: #666699;' _mce_style='color: #666699;'><em>"This was a pretty cute, quick read. I love that shy, budding love just finding each other."</em></span></p><p> Luke requests songs for the late show with Roscoe. Songs that mean something to him and the people around him. Lately he has been requesting songs for the boy he watches from afar. The gorgeous dark haired blue eyed captain of the football team, Cameron.</p><p> One night, and the last request, and all of Luke's secrets spill. It seems though, that he isn't the only one with secrets.</p><hr/><p> <strong>Excerpt</strong></p><p> Luke turned at the quiet hello, to face the boy of his dreams.</p><p> Cameron had sat down on a stool at the counter in all his post-game glory. His hair was still damp from the shower, and his skin looked fresh and scrubbed clean. Luke tried hard not to swallow his tongue.</p><p> “Hey,” he managed to reply. Then he searched desperately for something else to say. Something very witty and totally profound. Hell, at the moment, he would have been happy for something involving actual words.</p><p> Cameron just sat there, looking expectantly at Luke, his eyebrows quirked and a half smile on his face. He seemed to finally decide Luke needed some help. “Can I get another Coke?” he asked simply, and Luke nodded mutely. He grabbed a fresh glass and filled it to the overflow point with the brown liquid. Smiling shyly, he slid it towards the boy of his fantasies.</p><p> Why did his normally chatty, confident, some said over-confident, personality wither and die at one flash of Cameron’s beautiful blue eyes? An awkward silence fell over the three boys. Mitchell smirking, Cameron swallowing his fifth Coke of the night, and Luke standing there like a prize idiot. The same thing happened every time Luke was within speaking distance of Cameron. Luke was reaching the point where, whether Cameron was into boys or not, he was afraid he wasn’t ever going to be able to tell him his feelings anyway.</p><p> “Nights like these are the ones when being team captain must suck, huh?” Luke finally blurted out, wincing as Cameron lowered his head<br/> and half nodded.</p><p> “Yeah,” was all Cameron said, and Luke swallowed. Misery curled inside him at his stupid comment. How did he expect Cameron to feel after what had been another crushing loss for him and the rest of the team? For God’s sake, at what point had his scary brilliant brain decided it was okay to bring up the game?</p><p> “I’m sorry,” Luke offered, watching as a small smile started on Cameron’s full lips and moved to light his eyes.</p><p> “Well, I can for sure say it wasn’t your fault, Luke, since you weren’t even there.” Cameron offered. His smile broadened as he leaned forward into Luke’s space.</p><p> “I ha…have to work,” Luke stuttered quickly. Cameron’s words took a moment to register; then he did a mental double take. Cameron had noticed he wasn’t at the game.</p><p> “I know,” Cameron offered gently. “Maybe if you had been there, we mighta won?”</p><p> Hang on a damn minute! Luke blinked. Those words in that tone sounded like— well, like flirting?</p><hr/><p style='text-align: center;' _mce_style='text-align: center;'> Amazon Kindle <a _mce_href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Title-ebook/dp/B0053Y7DXK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&m=A7B2F8DUJ88VZ&s=books&qid=1307179983&sr=8-1" href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Title-ebook/dp/B0053Y7DXK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&m=A7B2F8DUJ88VZ&s=books&qid=1307179983&sr=8-1" target="_blank">HERE</a> and All Romance Ebooks <a _mce_href="http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-loveisinthetitle-557238-176.html" href="http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-loveisinthetitle-557238-176.html" target="_blank">HERE</a></p><p style='text-align: center;' _mce_style='text-align: center;'> The website for my Young Adult writing is <a _mce_href="http://www.lovelanebooks.co.uk/" href="http://www.lovelanebooks.co.uk/" target="_blank">HERE</a></p></div>

Young Adult: Love Is In The Title

*Love Is In The Title* is my first foray into the world of Young Adult writing. I really enjoyed writing this story. It is a story o...

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Best Selling Book on ARe 2010, Throwaway 2, catch up, news, and allabout bad backs...

<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><strong>The Christmas Throwaway wins best selling book in the Best Of 2010 Awards at All E Romance.</strong><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="ARe best of 2010" src="http://www.rjscott.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/AREBestOf2010.jpg" style="height: 60px; width: 468px;" /></div><img alt="The Christmas Throwaway" src="http://www.rjscott.co.uk/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/The_Christmas_Throwaway-RJ_Scott400x600.jpg" style="float: left; height: 225px; margin: 10px; width: 150px;" />I was stunned to receive an award from ARe for being the author of the best selling book on ARe for 2010.<br />A big thank you to Silver Publishing who gave me the chance to write, and to Reese Dante who created the beautiful cover for the story. Also thank you to ARe for the award. The Christmas Throwaway proved to be a popular book and I am blown away that it received the award.<br /><hr /><br /><ul></ul></div>

Best Selling Book on ARe 2010, Throwaway 2, catch up, news, and allabout bad backs...

The Christmas Throwaway wins best selling book in the Best Of 2010 Awards at All E Romance. I was stunned to receive an award from ARe for b...

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Darach (The Fire Trilogy #2) Coming, April 23

The story of Darach and Ceithin<br /><br /><a href="http://silverpublishing.info/affiliates/idevaffiliate.php?id=100&url=http://tinyurl.com/DSoon12">Pre-Order</a><br /><br />BLURB<br /><br />Darach Gravenor is a keeper of blue Fire. He is alone in his world and he wants to rescue his friend Kian from the horrors of the Other World.<br /><br />Only one group of people have magic strong enough to help him cross from his world to where Kian is. Cariad.<br /><br />Ceithin Morgan is Cariad.<br /><br />Strong with Ancient magic he teaches Darach that not all children's fairy stories should be believed. Ceithin has his own reasons for helping Darach and shows Darach that there is magic that he never even knew existed.<br /><br />They are living on borrowed time.<br /><br />Guardian knows what they are doing and he is coming for Ceithin. Darach and Ceithin have two choices -- do they run, or do they make their stand together?<br /><br />EXTRACT<br /><br />Context: A visit with Kian and Regan from Book #1<br /><br />The room they had rented was in a small motel off a main road, one that supplied beds by the hour. For this type of place, the accommodation actually tended towards clean creating a paradox in Regan's head. It was in his nature to be suspicious of something that looked too good to be true.<br /><br />"Stop it." Kian's voice sounded tired, verging on irritable, and Regan straightened. He checked outside the drapes, unsettled and worried, and then looked back at his lover. Great; miserable-Kian had stood up from the bed and was pacing.<br /><br />"Stop what?" he snapped back, scratching at the bandaging that covered the cuts on his arm from the alley fight. "All I'm doing is checking the parking lot."<br /><br />"For what? Random Nameless drive-bys?" Kian sounded waspish and spoiled, and just this side of fucking rude.<br /><br />In a flurry of motion, Regan had Kian up against the wall, his hands holding Kian's above his head securely. Both men knew Kian could get away, in fact, for a few seconds, Kian did struggle. Then he stilled, pressing back against the faded wallpaper and waiting. Regan couldn't have held back his temper if he’d tried. A hunter was only good as long as he kept surviving each fight, and today could have gone bad so many ways and so quickly Regan refused to consider them.<br /><br />"What the hell is going on with you, Kian? Where the holy fuck were you tonight?"<br /><br />"I was there, Re." Kian defended himself quickly, ineffectively tugging at Regan's secure grip.<br /><br />"You. Were. Not. There."<br /><br />"I was just behind you—"<br /><br />"Don't lie to me. I may be a magic-less human in your eyes, but my Fire is growing strong enough to sense when you are and aren’t there."<br /><br />"You're not a pathetic—" Regan tightened his hold in temper and saw the instant discomfort in his lover's eyes. Guilt flooded him and warred with his irritation. "I'm sorry Re, I wasn't well. I tried to follow, but I couldn't. I wish I could tell you—"<br /><br />"Kian, I swear to God, if you don't pull your head out of your ass and tell me what the fuck is going on, I will dump you here and leave before we both get killed by whatever' distracting you."<br /><br />"You can't leave me… our bond…" Jeez, Regan thought, trust Kian to focus on the reality of the threat rather than the general menace Regan was trying to convey.<br /><br />"Bond or not, you're screwing with my head. Talk to me, Kian. What's going on? What's wrong?" There was a staring match; Kian's green gaze ran the gamut of emotions, from utter and complete determination to the rise of temper, and then… shit… the most pathetic puppy-dog gaze Regan had ever seen. His stomach clenched.<br /><br />Kian had his moments of introspection, and Regan always gave him space. He imagined leaving his life, his family, his world, never to return. It must have been the most difficult thing any person could do. Kian needed time to process. Regan tried to be supportive and as damned understanding as he could be. In turn, Kian inevitably reassured him he wanted to be here with Regan, that he wanted to stay. Today, though? This whole collapsing moment was just another in a long list of things unnerving Regan to the point that he was thinking of finding Kian a way back home if that's what he wanted.<br /><br />"Do you want to go home?"<br /><br />"Re, I don't want to go home."<br /><br />"Do you maybe need to go home?" That was the question he had to ask. Kian looked momentarily confused.<br /><br />"Need?"<br /><br />"I don't know. Jeez, Kian, is there something wrong, with you, with your Fire?" Regan kept his voice low and attempted to contain his fear. In Regan's worst imaginings, Kian staying here with him was destroying him. He had an intense and real fear that his world, his version of Earth, was somehow toxic to Kian, stripping him of the Fire's identity. God, maybe even killing him.<br /><br />Kian stared directly into Regan's eyes and spoke firmly. "I don't need to go home. I promise you, my Fire is strong."<br /><br />"Then what the hell is wrong? Man, you're scaring me."

Darach (The Fire Trilogy #2) Coming, April 23

The story of Darach and Ceithin Pre-Order BLURB Darach Gravenor is a keeper of blue Fire. He is alone in his world and he wants to rescue hi...

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