Sometimes it’s the cop who needs to hit the floor…
As a homicide cop, every blood-soaked crime scene settled in my bones and snaked around my spine. There was only one way to exorcise the images from my soul …
Inside the club, I stopped to scan the room. He was here, Camden Snow. A Norse sex god in the guise of unpretentious youth. Only his ice-blue eyes gave evidence of the Dom who took whomever he wished, whatever way he wanted, with a look and a nod. Merciless.
Cam found me watching him and fixed me with his arctic gaze. This time, I didn’t walk away. He cocked an eyebrow. Well?
The last thing I needed was mercy.
I dropped to my knees.
— THE HUNTER DANE-CAMDEN SNOW ORIGIN STORY —
M/M BDSM 13k words. A frank exploration of the D/s dynamic between two powerful men.
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And now I give you our interview with the fabulous Adira August
First of all, thank you for this interview with us, it’s a pleasure having you.
The pleasure is absolutely mine. When you’re just starting out, and I’ve only been writing prose fiction about a year and a half, a newb writer looks at books bloggers like gods on the mountaintop. But y’all have been so kind to me and my guys, now it’s like, “Oo! New friend on the horizon!”
You have quite a few BDSM books, however they are from what I can tell, all M/F books. What prompted you to go into the M/M realm?
Uh … okay, I had no idea I was.
Hunter Dane is a character in Desire for Bliss, the 2nd in a billionaire romance trilogy I planned. (3rd should be out late this year or early next) But I kept having these ideas for short stories, so after Bliss I took a break and wrote the ideas.
I knew Hunt was a switch. His was the last story I wrote of that series. I thought it would be a femdom story. I’m being very literal when I say I opened a new doc and started writing, fully expecting Hunter to be having an evening with one of the Assistant D.A.’s we also met in Bliss.
I thought we were starting in the office, the Homicide squad bullpen. But he was in the shower and he was all hard inside from some bad shit on the job. And then we went to the club. I had no idea there was a club or that he’d go there. So I figured, cool, she’d be there. And then this happened:
Once inside, I’d known what I was looking for. The realization shallowed my breathing.
I was looking for Cam
What? Who the fuck in a fix-it shop is Cam?
And it was just all there. Right up to Hunter kneeling. I stopped for the night and had a major anxiety attack. I can’t write this. How could I? And every time I sat down I’d be almost sick with it, but then, it was like being possessed. It would come back. I only worked that hard one other time, where writing felt like I was ripping off strips of my flesh. I was sure it was total garbage. But I had to finish. So I told myself I never had to publish it. That’s how I got them to the Church scene.
By the end, I knew them. And by the end I knew I’d always be taking dictation. I was stunned at the response when I published it. The positive and the negative. The answer to your question is: I didn’t have any choice. Now I have this great gift of these characters and their world.
Hunt and Cam are such well developed, multi-faceted characters. Are they based on people you have come across, or…?
I guess they’d have to be, but not really, no. SANH (Scene And Not Heard) is a real place. Well, based on a real place. I was a cop in Denver at one time, so I know what Homicide used to look like. I think we just live and soak people up, you know? And all kinds of things meld together and form these characters who are so very real to me. I love Chez, the longer I know him. Ad leaves me cold.
One of the great things about these books is that, yes, they are BDSM erotica and quite good erotica at that, and yet they are also magnificent detective/whodunit stories. How much research have you done on that aspect?
That’s the Research Links page on the Dancing Men site. I research everything. I research stuff I know. To make sure I have it right. There are links for how temperature affects clay. How temperature affect diamonds. The Denver Museum was infested with dermestid beetles, not sure that’s in there. The genetics of … something spoilery. But on the mystery-detective front, I come from four generations of cops and lawyers. Criminal lawyers. And I was a cop married to a cop who was the son of a cop. But I still researched the crap out of decomp gases.
Your erotica is just wow! You get the whole power exchange and the rationale behind the two men. You also delve quite well into some of the more intense practices with spot on feelings and sensations. Care to expound on this for us?
Is this an open invitation to TMI? Like I said, I’m just taking dictation here. Except, they make me feel it. The hardest part is finding words to describe the feelings. Not feelings even, the state of being in that perfect moment of control and surrender, for either of them.
That was the source of most of my anxiety when I started – how can I write about this? But it’s just there. Overwhelming.
Dancing Men is the third Hunt and Cam book and to date the most fascinating one as we really delve into the two main characters. I have to admit that when Hunt finally solves the puzzle of Cam I was shocked at what he found. It adds a whole new dimension to their relationship. How are you going to handle this in the future? And I do hope they have future stories.
I’m with them til I die or go senile, I think. That thing is another I didn’t know. Until they were in front of the lift on the deck at SANH? That’s when I found out. I know this sounds like BS writers make-up, but I swear I’m being straight with you. – so to speak – Anyway, when you ask how I’ll handle it, nobody handles Hunt and Cam. They handle me, believe it.
I only have one scene for the next book that I know will happen. Other than that … I got nothin.’
To me there’s yet more to tell about Cam. He’s a really rich character. Hunt is absolutely fascinating and also worthy of more telling. Any plans for spinoff characters? Mike Merisi? Twee?
Uh – I hate to promise because I’m never sure until it happens, but I’m writing the last of the Desire books and at least one of the boys and some of the Dancing characters will be in it. Probably both guys, cause Hunt and Avia are so close. All my shorts are “spin-off” characters, I guess.
I’ll give you this, but it’s not really a cover reveal because I make like 174 covers for all my titles before I settle on one and then that usually changes!
Thanks so much for having me! I … oh, good lord. Hunt’s over here with a big shit-eating grin from the sex question. I swear, I’m gonna get Cam some porcupine quills ….
Oct 31, 2017
I’m waiting for the grounds to soak into the water and become coffee. French Press. It’s dark out, cold, damp. And Hunter Dane is arriving in a few minutes – tap-tap-tap – or now.
… back later …
AA: I swear if you don’t wipe that smirk off your face, those quills won’t just be a threat!
Hunt laughs at me.
Hunter: You know that won’t work, Cam never does anything he doesn’t want to do.
My turn to smirk.
AA: He already showed me.
Hunter: You’re lying.
AA: You know I don’t lie to you. Or him. Can’t. … Hey! Don’t go getting all thinking about it now, you promised me an interview.
Hunter: Yeah, that was supposed to happen early so I could be at the office by seven-thirty!
AA: Why do you care? You’re the boss. And you don’t have a case.
He sighed and went to the kitchen for more coffee. Which is about two steps for him. He’s really seriously tall and rangy and graceful and has nice … bluejeans that fit him well. He’s got that wonderful warm brown skin, like he’s been hanging at the beach only it’s October and Denver has no ocean. He is a lovely man.
Hunter: I have to write a procedure manual for the unit. We aren’t supposed to exist without one.
AA: Too late. So you’d rather hang out here?
Hunter: I shouldn’t, though. But, we can’t talk about anything, so what’s the point? Unless you want to answer that guy’s question.
Grin. Dimple. Eyebrow.
AA: OJ. And behave. We can talk about stuff. We can talk about you.
Hunter: What can we talk about that isn’t a spoiler for something?
AA: Tell me why you don’t like the word “bisexual” applied to yourself.
Hunter: Why are people obsessed with this shit?
AA: I assume that’s a rhetorical question.
Hunter: Never assume, Addi.
I waited him out. So, going back, when he knocked at the door I saw there was a message and I got the interview questions from OJ and wanted to get that off my desk so I could concentrate on Hunter.
Hunter isn’t like Cam at all. It’s easy to feel close to him, but then you realize you aren’t. He doesn’t let people in. Cam seems like he’s kind of unattainable, but he’s very real, not guarded at all, so being with him is actually more intimate.
I realized Hunt had gone into waiting mode also. He was serious.
AA: Ben Hart said you were a bisexual switch and you didn’t contradict him. But I know you don’t apply the term to yourself. Tell me why.
Hunter: People think things and if you say you are something, they have these expectations. But those are about them, not me. I say I’m a cop and people lay all kinds of stuff on me. You know that, you were one.
AA: Yeah. And I get that, but you like sex with men and women, doesn’t that make you bisexual?
Hunter: No. I don’t “like sex with men.” I never had sex with men. I guess I’m a masochist because I get off on what a Dom does to me. But it’s like mechanics. Except with Cam. It makes me a CSH: CamSexual-Heterosexual. But Cam doesn’t change anything about the rest.
AA: You mean women?
Hunter: I meant going to a Dom when I need stress relief.
AA: Huh. I didn’t know that.
Hunter: See, this is why I don’t talk about this, Addi, because it always leads to me endlessly explaining myself and why do I owe anybody an explanation? I thought your people were all about accepting everybody.
AA: My people?
Hunter: In your world.
AA: We’re trying, Hunt. I didn’t mean to … look, you ask me a question.
Hunter: I only have one question and you know what it is.
AA: I don’t know the answer.
He was quiet for a long time.
Hunter: He changed everything.
AA: I don’t think so, exactly.
Hunter: What do you mean?
AA: You changed everything. You picked him. It was your option. You knelt. You were ready. I think … you just didn’t know another way.
Hunter: Another way to what?
AA: Ask him to dance.
We talked about some stuff after that. Spoilery stuff. And he did let me know him a little more.
After he left me, I got thinking the first three books are kind of like an Overture to a symphony. There really is so much more to come, so many layers and themes. And we’re just starting the first movement.
Avery Duran, Leigh Ellwood, Asta Idonea, Eva Lefoy, Dale Cameron Lowry, Jodi Payne, Shiloh Saddler, Sam Thorne, A.E. Wasp
Rating: 5.0 stars
Sexy to Go Gay Romance features nine scorching hot MM romances to make your blood sing. Whether finding love at a Jewish singles dance or while crossing the River Styx, these men remind us that love is always worth fighting for, no matter what the cost. Meet a handyman who’s an ace with his tools, a king who kindles the passion of a Greek god, and an architect who erects more than buildings. From the everyday to the fantastical, these stories explore male-male love in all its simmering intensity.
Sexy To Go Romance – The Anthology:
These nine romance stories were a joy to read. Each one had a particular flavor and experience, and really no matter what you’re into, you’ll find it here. Some were better edited than others and all were good. This is why I gave the anthology, as a whole, a 5 star rating. Great, enjoyable, comfort reading when what you crave is a potpourri of short, hot reads. Perfect for a beach day or a lazy weekend evening at home
Sit back and enjoy!
Matzo Ball by Avery Duran
When Jacob’s outgoing best friend talks him into attending a party for Jewish singles, neither man realizes that it’s not a gay event. Things go from bad to worse when Jacob’s friend doesn’t show up. The night turns around when Jacob befriends Ian, a sexy bartender. After a spectacular kiss good night, they go their separate ways. But Jacob can’t forget the chemistry he shared with Ian, and hungers for more. In a city the size of New York, will these men be able to find their way back to each other?
Styx & Stone by Leigh Ellwood
What’s the afterlife really like? Charon the ferryman knows the River Styx like the back of his hand, and he enjoys giving newly departed Stone the full tour.
First Swallow of Spring by Asta Idonea
The first swallow of spring draws Seanán back to the fae circle each year, where he dances with the handsome fae lord, Iorweth. He knows the four rules he must follow if he wishes to be free to leave at the end of the night; however, Iorweth is growing ever more inventive in his attempts to trick Seanán into breaking them.
How Hercules Got His Bruise by Eva Lefoy
Hercules might have completed his 12 labors and become immortal, but he’s still not out to himself. Until he meets Sisyphus, a man who turns him on in ways not even a goddess can compete with. When Zeus threatens to destroy their new bond, Hercules must again rise to the challenge, this time to protect his right to love a man.
Loggerhead by Dale Lowry
Soon after they fall in love, Jake makes Eric a promise inspired by an old track uniform. But demanding work schedules at Jake’s four-star restaurant and Eric’s newspaper keep them from following through. Six years later, they take the honeymoon they never had, heading to the Florida coast in search of sea turtles – and rekindling their passion for each other in the process.
Handyman by Jodi Payne
Danny is haunted by memories of his ex, Peter, who moved out six months ago. He recognizes just how bad off he is when he wakes up to a flood in his condo, a problem Peter would have adeptly handled. Danny can’t find the insurance paperwork, he doesn’t know who he should call first, and he’s about ready to strangle his stoner neighbors. His day starts looking up, though, when the workmen arrive to deal with the water, replace his breaker box and demolish the soaked ceiling. Ken, a handyman, shows up to handle the drywall, but can Danny handle Ken?
Clipped Wings by Shiloh Saddler
When a male swan shifter is captured by a cruel master he develops feelings for another male slave. The master has plans for the shifter that go against every fiber of his being. Will the two men bow down to their station in life or take flight to keep their love alive?
Rebuilding the Future by Sam Thorne
Allen’s peace has been seriously disturbed. As the shy architect takes on the task of extending the home he inherited from his late aunt, his life becomes a battle. The building work is going fine, but he can barely contain his one-way lust for sexy foreman Declan, who’s a one-man generator of testosterone and mixed messages. As the build completion approaches, Allen’s ready to do just about anything to keep Declan around a little longer…
Man in the Mirror by A.E. Wasp
A companion story to the Paper Hearts novel, Man in the Mirror is the first short in a new erotic series set in the world of the Veterans Affairs books.
Benny hasn’t let Mikey see him naked in a week, will barely let Mikey touch him. Mikey’s going to get to the bottom of the issue if it takes all night.
From Loggerhead by Dale Cameron Lowry
“I got up and pulled on the sweats Jake had gotten out for me the night before. The sweatshirt was dusky blue, faded from years of washings. He’d told me it was from his days running high school track in Florida. On the front was a line-drawing of a massive turtle and the words “Langford Loggerheads” printed in green beneath it.
Jake stirred, grumbling something under his breath as he turned onto his back and opened his eyes. When he saw me, he smiled. “You’re here,” he said with a degree of awe usually reserved for fireworks and the Grand Canyon.
“Of course I am.”
“I like seeing you in my clothes,” he said.
“I like being in them.” I couldn’t hold eye contact with him anymore. I wasn’t used to being looked at like one of the Seven Natural Wonders of the World. I pointed to the turtle on the front of his shirt. “Ever seen one in the wild?”
“I was a turtle guide for a few years before moving up here. You?”
I shook my head. “I’ve never been far south enough. I’ve always been curious, though. Ever since I read about them in Ranger Rick.”
“You read Ranger Rick when you were a kid, too? I knew you were perfect.”
I blushed. “Shut up.”
“I’m serious.” He sat up in bed and reached for my hips, pulling me back into the sheets with him. “We should go on a turtle walk sometime. I’ll take you back home for nesting season.”
“Take me home with you?” I teased. “Aren’t you moving a little fast?”
“No,” he said with the solid confidence only a 35-year-old in love can have. “Not at all.”
Falling Hard features nine of Dale Cameron Lowry’s best short romance stories, available for the first time in one book. Meet a sign language interpreter who finds unexpected love at middle-age, college students in their first relationships, a vampire who would rather be a vegan, and a proudly gay ex-Mormon atheist who sells Bibles for a living. From sweet to erotic, this collection exhibits the quirkiness, fun, and diversity Dale’s writing is known for.
Falling Hard – The Anthology:
Reading and doing a review of Falling Hard was an easy yes for me as, fortunately, I had previously sampled some of Dale Cameron Lowry’s work and had really enjoyed it, so… being that there were new, as yet unread, stories in this anthology it was an easy, logical decision.
The stories are all excellent in their own right, each fully developed and highly enjoyable in their short story format. The stories ramp up in from mild to scorching hot as they go on in the book which makes for a really nice progression. The emotional and romantic quotient is there and the heat factor is definitely there.
Of course, I have my favorites as I’m sure you will too. Let me know which ones you favor.
Sit back and enjoy!
• Mi Alma — Ex-Mormon Alma Larsen doesn’t know the first thing about alcohol, so he hires bartender Damian Banks to help out at his winter holiday party. They build a friendship that simmers with sexual tension—and possibly something much deeper. • Loggerhead – Soon after they fall in love, Jake makes Eric a promise inspired by an old track uniform. But demanding work schedules at Jake’s four-star restaurant and Eric’s newspaper keep them from following through. Six years later, they take the honeymoon they never had, heading to the Florida coast in search of sea turtles—and rekindling their passion for each other in the process. • Reading the Signs — The only thing twenty-three-year-old Theo De Jong expects when he enrolls in a summer school for linguists in New Mexico is to get more ideas for his master’s thesis in Dutch Sign Language. But then he meets the American sign language expert Alfonso Grossman, and sparks fly. • Born of Fire — The fairies on Ireland’s north coast are notorious for kidnapping, and Aodhán of County Donegal has the scars to prove it. When the fairies abduct the handsome youth Cainnech, Aodhán seeks to free him—but risks losing his health and Cainnech in the process. • Ghost of a Chance — When shy Jeremy Anderson meets mysterious and dapper Frank at his spooky old university library, their connection is instant. Their romance waxes with the full moon—but just as quickly, Frank’s interest seems to wane. He insists that he loves spending time with Jeremy, but then why does he keep Jeremy at arm’s length? • Far From Home — Rajiv met and fell in love with his husband, Mateo, when they were both members of the scientific team responsible for transforming Mars into a home suitable for humans. But years into their shared mission, Rajiv is ordered back to Earth to restore the barren lands of the American Midwest. With a little help from technology, the two men find innovative ways to nurture their long-distance relationship while they wait to reunite. • Sweeter Than Blood — Keith was a vegan before a hot encounter with a stranger turned him into a vampire. In the year since, his sire, John, has tried to make up for the mistake by teaching Keith everything he knows about being a non-murderous bloodsucker. But temptation is strong in the form of Andres, a regular customer at the barbershop where Keith works. When Andres finally asks Keith on a date, the real danger begins. • Rough Love — Blake thinks new boyfriend Michael doesn’t like French kissing. Michael thinks Blake doesn’t like rough sex. Neither are virgins, except in the art of conversation. Can they set things straight before the honeymoon’s over? • Pacific Rimming — On Mike’s fortieth birthday, his husband, Ken, takes him on vacation to Vancouver Island in Western Canada to celebrate. While Mike mourns his loss of youth, Ken encourages him to recapture it by bedding a gorgeous twenty-something man they encounter while hiking in Pacific Rim National Park. A night of no-holds-barred passion among the three men reveals a sizzling chemistry, and when Mike and Ken return home they find themselves longing to reconnect with the young Jason. Can what started as a one-night stand transform into a threesome that lasts?
Dale Cameron Lowry lives in the Upper Midwest with a partner and three cats, one of whom enjoys eating dish towels, quilts, and wool socks. It’s up to you to guess whether the fabric eater is one of the cats or the partner. When not busy mending items destroyed by the aforementioned fabric eater, Dale is a writer and editor who enjoys wasting time on Tumblr, listening to podcasts, studying anatomy, getting annoyed at Duolingo, and reading fairy tales. Previous careers include sign language linguist, grocery store clerk, journalist, gardener, and camp counselor.
Dale began writing for fun at the age of eight and has been making up stories ever since, from overly workshopped literary fiction to off-the-cuff fanfic. Queer Mormons have a way of popping up in Dale’s work, whether it’s romance or erotica, sci fi or fairy tales, slice-of-life contemporary fiction or spine-tingling horror. So do immigrants and emigrants, people with disabilities, multilingual folks, and others who live their lives navigating multiple cultures.
Fresh out of school, Dr. Crane takes on a new patient who both intrigues and unnerves him. Charming, manipulative, and amoral, Max has exactly the sort of mind Crane finds himself drawn to with fictional characters.
As Max weaves himself into Crane’s life, Crane realizes that while fiction might be safe, Max certainly is not.
When the professional line between them thins, who gets to define where one man ends and the other begins?
This work contains certain potential triggers including, but not limited to: mental health issues, substance abuse, sociopath/psychopath tendencies, violence, patient/therapist confidentiality issues, infidelity, extreme sexual acts between consenting adults, fatal attraction, manipulation, torture, murder.
When I saw that Bey Deckard had a new work out I giddily started to read it, not sure in which direction he was going with this, what with his previous works of Better The Devil You Know, and Sarge, and Murphy, and all of his other brilliant works, in my humble opinion, I wasn’t sure what I was in for, but it definitely wasn’t going to be a ‘palate cleanser’ book. No, I would need a palate cleanser after reading Max.
Max, for me personally, took me down the rabbit hole, figuratively, literally, and mentally. This book had so many triggers for me and it was so incredibly intense that I found myself reading it in bits, whilst alternating with two other books and an audiobook, just so I could get back into this work and do it the justice it truly deserves. This is brilliant writing, no two ways about it. Intense, twisted, depraved, and oh so brilliant! What a spectacular finish. I most definitely did not see that coming. Bravo, Mr. Deckard!
“The last tic in Max’s cycle showed itself as he scratched at the back of his neck and then lifted the peak of his battered old army cap high enough to show his squashed brown curls beneath it. Crane made another small dash in his notebook, feeling like he’d accomplished something by discovering the repetitive pattern of Max’s nervous tics. …
Reaching for the doorknob, Max threw a look over his shoulder. “I’ll do them all in reverse next week, just for fun,” he said with a wink. Then he was gone. Crane looked down at the page where he’d been keeping track of Max’s tics. He slowly tore it out of his notebook, crumpled it up, and threw it in the garbage. Looking out at the bright sun, he was struck with the urge to cancel his next appointment and bike home…”
Manipulative, handsome, highly intelligent Max is the personification of the textbook example of an extreme psychopath.
With a wealthy, connected stepfather and his enabling mother Max really has no wants in life. His only want seems to be how to get his next ‘kick’, regardless of who, or what, he destroys in the process. Sure, why not? It’s all part of life’s big game.
Dr. Dennis ‘Doc’ Crane:
“…you told me watching Silence of the Lambs was what inspired you. You told me that darkness and depravity drew you like a moth to a flame. You said you wanted to study evil and see if it held up to your expectations. Do you remember that?”…
“…Are you afraid of me, Dennis? You shouldn’t be. I’m trying my very best to make you understand that I like you. And I’m offering you the very thing you desire the most: me. You know I’m a fine specimen of amorality. I’m giving you the opportunity to look behind the curtain. No holding back.”
Dr. Crane, handsome Anglo-Canadian Dennis Crane, moves to Montreal upon graduating from university with his wife, Mary, who is a successful nurse on her own and starts working at a mental health clinic when he meets Max, one of his very first patients.
Doc is literally drawn to Max as a moth to a flame, circling, circling, ever closer to the burning inferno that is Max.
Max is a psycho-thriller tour de force that grabbed me by the throat, squeezing ever so slowly, pressuring and constricting my throat in that tantalizingly slow way until I saw those wonderful pinpricks of light and felt that delicious surge of sweet darkness start to envelop me. This is masterful, brilliant writing that drew me in and I couldn’t let go.
Doc Crane is drawn down the rabbit hole by Max, just like he secretly wanted to, and is taken into Max’s depraved existence where people are mere objects of pleasure to be used and discarded at will after Max has satiated himself with his mental orgasm. What Max does to/with Doc Crane and the way it is written is nothing short of a psycho-thriller masterpiece.
If you’re looking for a powerful, masterful, dark and twisted read then congratulations. It really doesn’t get much better than this. Few authors can evoke this level emotions and passions – and not necessarily ‘sexual’ passions, either.
I have but one word to say about the writing: flawless. The editing? Magnificent.
I don’t give many five star ratings and this is most definitely one of them. The characters are so well developed it’s incredible. Max took some serious research. Either that or there’s something about Mr. Deckard that we don’t know. Possibly both.
Max is the epitome of a psychopath/sociopath/user/enabler/abuser and Doc Crane is the embodiment of someone who is so completely drawn in he tells himself that he doesn’t realize where it’s all going, yet deep down inside he really does know. He feels it. Every. Single. Time. Yet, like the addict that he is, he keeps on for more.
The ending of this book is simply, deliciously spectacular. I didn’t see it coming to this ending. Brilliant. Taka a bow, Mr. Deckard.
I would like to thank Bey Deckard with providing OJ He Say! with a free advance review copy of his work in exchange for my honest opinion.
Artist, Writer, Dog Lover.
Born and raised in a small coastal town in northern Québec, Bey spent his early summers on his uncle’s boat and running wild on the beaches of the surrounding islands, lighting fires and building huts out of driftwood and fishermen’s nets. As an adult, he eventually made his way to university and earned a degree in Art History with a strong focus on Anthropology. Primarily a portrait painter and graphic artist, Bey sat down one day and decided to write about the two things that he felt most passionate about: sex and the sea. Bey currently lives in the wilds of Montréal with his best buddy, a spotty pit bull named Murphy.