Skye Dragen

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Born to write legends in manlove, Skye is a full time writer living in a ivory tower. Though no dragons currently occupy the space, three werecats, a irritatingly chipper parakeet, and a very understanding partner in crime provide endless entertainment. You can  usually find her curled up in the den, watching bad reality TV,  and dreaming up her next set of heroes. She welcomes comments and questions from her readers on her Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/SkyeDragen or just shoot her an email at skyedragen@outlook.com.

LEGENDS OF AVALON: DRAGON TAMER

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EXCERPT

Aden seized one of the knights. Tjaden’s eyebrows furrowed. He clearly couldn’t see the error that had allowed Aden to claim his piece. He hadn’t deliberately sacrificed the knight, though he could have if he’d been paying more attention to the games.

Aden licked his lips in a reptilian fashion. “Remove your tunic,” he commanded. Surprise flickered in his expression before the defiance built in Tjaden’s gaze. Aden’s eyes narrowed and smoke rose from his nostrils in a darkening cloud. “As per our agreement. You owe me a boon for claiming a higher piece.”

A muscle in Tjaden’s jaw ticked, but he obeyed, unbuckling the belt at his waist before drawing his tunic over his head and then folding it neatly into a pile next to him. Aden was again struck by the human’s beauty. He was quite intriguing. The idea of keeping Tjaden as a servant appealed more and more as the game wore on.

Their game resumed, and it wasn’t long before Tjaden sat naked in front of their match, his clothing in the same neat pile that he’d started. His arrogance was fading in slow degrees with every advancement Aden made.

“Och,” Tjaden murmured under his breath. “You’ve quite a wicked mind, dragon.”

“And you quite a wicked body, human. We’re both paying for my curiosity.” The idea of distracting Tjaden had backfired. Aden was the one distracted by Tjaden’s naked flesh.

The first board was almost empty by the time Aden gave a slow, triumphant smile. “Checkmate.” A string of curses exited the human’s mouth that would’ve made a sailor proud. “Regretting your choice of game yet, boy?”

“Tjaden,” the boy said in a steady voice. “Tjaden or Moore, whichever you prefer. But I’m not a boy or a lad or anything resembling a bairn. I’m a man.”

Yes, yes you are. He wasn’t normally so intrigued by human nakedness. “Fine.Tjaden then.”

Their game resumed with two chess boards remaining. Then something surprising happened. Aden started to lose.

He frowned, studying the boards closely. He couldn’t figure out where the traps were, but he was certain they were there. Without intending to, he’d fallen into the mindset that Tjaden’s human inferiority would also make him an inferior chess player. Like poker, chess required a bit of bluff. I’m going to lose. Everything in him rebelled at the thought, but he could say with a reasonable degree of certainty that he’d been set up nice and proper. The little sneak had let him win the previous match on purpose.

He gritted his teeth, unwilling to let Tjaden know he understood his strategy. Maybe there was time to correct the boards...

“Checkmate,” Tjaden said, smiling softly.

His eyes zeroed back on the board he’d been ignoring while he tried to correct the third board. A low growl issued from his throat before he could resist it. He abhorred being bested by a human, even a handsome one. “Tricky, tricky, Tjaden Moore. I won’t underestimate you again.”

“You’ve already lost, wee dragon, and you know it.” The human sounded downright giddy as he spoke.

“The game has not concluded as of yet,” Aden reminded. However, the human was correct. He was going to lose. Sighing heavily, he pouted. It wasn’t the most dignified way to conduct himself, but it was the only way he could resist the urge to lash out in frustration.

When Tjaden called checkmate for the final time, Aden was unsurprised. It’s only one day. One day as a human being. I don’t remember it being too terrible of an existence. He comforted himself with the knowledge.

“Per our agreement, Aden Canicus, I command you to assume human form,” Tjaden said, staring up into Aden’s eyes.

BEHIND THE SCENES

Q: What can we expect from you in the future?

A: Definitely more Legends from Avalon, a new series called Sidhe Bound, a Steampunk novella called Clockwork Romance, and a full-length novel called Twisted Roses where all the fun legends from Legends of Avalon and Sidhe Bound come from.

Q: What can readers who enjoy your book do to help make it successful?

A: Leave reviews, spread the links, and let people know what you thought of my piece.

Q: When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

A: I’ve wanted to be a writer since I could hold up a pencil in elementary school

Q: How long does it take you to write a book?

A: It really depends on the book and how well the words are flowing. Sometimes, it goes really fast and I can finish a piece in a couple days. Other times I will be working on a piece half that length and it will take four times as long.

Q: Where do you get your information or ideas for your books?

A: I am a little bit of a research nerd so I tend to do a lot of it. Sometimes a little piece of history or an odd fact will strike me and that will inspire a whole slew of new ideas.

Q: What do you like to do when you're not writing?

A: When I’m not writing I like to park my butt on the couch and watch TV. Right now I’m really into Under the Dome and Grimm.

Q: What do you think makes a good story?

A: A good story will take the readers on a journey. Even if it is a story purely for entertainment, the story should pull them along and immerse them in whatever situation your character is in.

Cheryl Dragon

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A lover of unusual things, Cheryl Dragon enjoys writing unique stories with sinfully hot erotic romance. Her two favorite settings are Las Vegas and New Orleans...where anything can happen! Cheryl lives in the Chicagoland area with her deaf albino cat. By day she analyzes numbers for a division of a large international conglomerate, which leaves the creative juices free for her erotic romance novels.

HOT BOUNCER [ALL MALE NUDES! 3]

Resplendence

Former Marine Howard "Nash" Nashton takes his new job as a bouncer at Big D's strip club seriously but when it's suggested that he strut his stuff on stage, he laughs it off. Handling drunken women is much easier than facing stage fright or his crush on Peter, a hot stripper who used to do ballet. When Peter's biggest fan turns into a stalker, Nash comes to the rescue and sticks close to the dancer. Opposites attract but underneath they aren't so different. Passion ignites between the men but this wasn't the world Nash planned on entering. Peter won't give up on his dream of a happy ending with a hot military man.

ADULT EXCERPT

Nash stood up. He got it now. Peter was really about dancing and had drive. Nash liked Peter’s discipline and focus. The guy had serious skill to be able to do splits and contort his body that way. The sex wasn’t just a thank you. “I didn’t mean that. You’re serious about the dancing. I respect that, and I’m just not looking for random sex or games. I could do all I wanted of that in the Marines, believe me.”

Peter grinned. “I believe you. I’m not a man-whore, either.”

The attraction was mutual. Nash’s blood pounded for more. He pushed Peter back into the cushions of the couch and kissed him slowly. As he dragged his mouth over Peter’s, he pushed down the slim man’s pants.

“Easy,” Peter said.

Nash let him up for a second and pulled off his shirt, then shoved Peter’s pants to the floor. “Not this time.” Nash slid his tongue over Peter’s hairless chest and bit a nipple. The moan he got from Peter only urged Nash on. He wouldn’t be rough or hurt the smaller man, but he’d make sure he pleased him.

Nuzzling his way down Peter’s body, Nash let his five o’clock shadow tease the well-sculpted abs. The ballet dancer’s cock bobbed for attention, and Nash licked around the base and sucked those shaved balls. The hair removal those guys did to go on stage would take half a day for Nash. Still, Peter being bare and hard turned Nash on.

Peter’s cock throbbed as Nash stroked him. He needed to take his time. Sucking Peter’s shaft all the way down, Nash savored the other man’s gasps and moans. When he let go, Nash caught a sigh. Anticipation hung in the air.

Finally Peter’s hand slid on Nash’s neck and nudged him down. Nash spit on two of his fingers and slid them down between Peter’s ass cheeks.

“God, yes!” Peter lifted.

Nash sucked Peter’s balls and worked his asshole nice and slow. Peter’s hips pushed for more. As Nash advanced his fingers into Peter’s hole, his other hand stroked that pretty cock. Peter’s hips rocked in time with the attention.

“Fuck me, suck me off, Nash!” Peter begged.

“I’ll get to it all.” He’d spent too many years hooking up and rushing through sex to get off. Peter was different.

“Please, I can’t wait.” Peter thrust up into Nash’s palm.

“Come whenever you want.” Nash rolled Peter’s balls in his mouth and let them pop out. Over and over, he sucked those bare nuts and tongued the tender spot just behind.

“Nash!” Peter shouted and his lower body snapped up in the air.

Nash held him tight, but the guy had muscle and flexibility. His cum shot up and landed back on Peter’s stomach.

“Nice.” Nash pulled his fingers out and rotated them around the entrance as he lapped up the sticky treat.

“Why are you so quiet?” Peter asked as he took deep breaths.

“You don’t fuck around with guys in the military and announce it. I got used to being quiet.” Nash sucked the last few drops from the tip of Peter’s cock. “Ready to get fucked, or did I wear you out?”

“No, that’s not it. I want it, but…” Peter shook his head.

“I don’t have any protection on me. I figured you’d be prepared with some here.” Nash smiled.

When that rugged face actually grinned, Peter’s insides melted. The press of Nash’s hard body with a big erection trying to get out of his jeans shoved Peter’s doubts aside. It sure as hell didn’t feel as if it were pity or fear. “I’ve got some in the bedroom.”

Nash stood up, and Peter grabbed his hand, leading the way to the bedroom. The bed wasn’t made, and there were clothes on the floor. Peter wanted to clean up, but Nash pushed Peter down on the bed and didn’t even seem to notice the room.

After grabbing the condoms and lube from his nightstand drawer, Peter watched Nash undress. The shirt and shoes were gone first, then the pants went down. That thick cock sprang free, and Peter wanted to suck it dry. When he reached for it, Nash pushed his hand away.

“You wanted to get fucked.” Nash kissed Peter and caged him within those muscled arms on the bed.

Shannon Reckler

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Shannon Reckler is a southern girl at heart, who grew up in a small town in North Carolina. She currently is finishing college, and living in the mountains. Her feline, Ember, keeps her company while she is up late trying to finish whatever story is locked in her mind. She is passionate about writing as well as cooking. Nothing means more to her than her family and friends, and she can’t wait to return to her hometown someday. Shannon is a true hopeless romantic and believes in a soul mate for everyone, and that you should love as much as you possibly can. She knows life is short, and feels that there is no point in wasting it on a life you don’t want to live, so she plans to have fun and enjoy every moment.

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STORY EXCERPT

 She took a step out into her bedroom and finally decided to face the two men that were still sleeping in her bed.

Hunk number 1, the one farthest away from her, was lying on his back with one arm outstretched. She remembered waking up with a lump under her head, and she guessed it had probably been his arm. His other arm was above his head, with his face turned toward the window. His skin was tanned, and she guessed he probably had some foreign blood in him. He had black hair that was cut short, high cheekbones, full lips and a more pointed nose.

He was definitely built in the muscles department, with an outie belly button accompanying his six-pack abs. His hips V-ed into an impressive cock that was lying flaccid on his thigh. His right leg was bent, and she could see his balls lying in between his legs. She was impressed that he was completely clean shaven. His legs were covered in a fine dusting of black hair, and even his feet were neat and clean.

Kyra bit her lips as she thought about how impressive his penis would be when it was hard. As if he felt her stare, his cock twitched and she almost felt guilty for staring. But a quick peek at both of their faces, and the soft snore that greeted her ears, told her that they were both still passed out.

Hunk number 2 was curled into the middle of the bed, like he had been holding her or was hoping she would return. Because of where she was standing, she couldn’t see his face. His hair was brown and shaggy, with a slight curl in the back. His back was muscled and lean, he seemed thinner than Hunk 1, but only slightly. His butt was shapely, and Kyra resisted the urge to caress it. She had always been a sucker for a man with an amazing ass.

Hunk 2 started to shift, and she decided to head out into the living room. She needed to find her purse and her cell phone. She quietly opened her bedroom door and shook her head at the scattering of clothes that lined her hallway.

When she found her bra, she noticed that it wasn’t just lying on the floor, but it was in two different pieces.

Seriously, what happened last night?

By this time, she was practically running into the kitchen of her apartment. It was a two-bedroom, two-bathroom place with a large living area that opened up into her kitchen as well. In the small entryway of her apartment, she found her purse lying on the table by the door. She sent up a prayer as she fished out her cell phone. She hit speed dial 3, and her phone was instantly ringing Lidia.

After a few rings, she received a groggy greeting. “What?”

“Lidia, it’s Kyra. Wake up.” Kyra moved to stand in the kitchen at the counter. Her eyes bugged as she caught a glimpse of her microwave and realized it was after 1:00 p.m. A rustling on the other end of the phone brought her back to the conversation.

“Kyra, my hero, how are the two gorgeous men?” Lidia whispered into the phone.

“Why are you whispering? And you mean to tell me you know who the men in my apartment are?”

Kyra heard more rustling, and then a door close before Lidia spoke again. “I was whispering, because although I didn’t get to leave with two gorgeous men, I still left with one and he is sleeping. And, of course I know who the men are. I tried to set you up with them and it worked.”

Kyra didn’t know how to react. “You tried to set me up with two men?” Her voice squeaked as she finished the sentence.

“I did, and you should be thanking me for it. Were they as fantastic as they look?” Lidia made a mock-growl sound and Kyra put a hand to her face.

“I don’t know, Lidia. I can’t remember a damn thing. The last thing I remember was dancing with the grabby accountant who had no moves.”

She heard a not-so-delicate snort come from her friend, and then she began to laugh out loud.

“Lidia, seriously. This is not funny. I have two naked men in my bed, and I don’t know how they got there. Why in the hell would I bring home two men? I have never done something like that in my entire life. I don’t even know if I have ever even thought about doing two men at once. And now hunk 1 and 2 are naked and snoring in my bed.” All of the panic that had been building inside of her released in one breath. Unfortunately, it just made Lidia laugh even harder.

ADULT EXCERPT

 Jake winked at her. “Kyra, are you sure about this?”

“I am definitely sure. Now, I was hoping you would join me in bed.” She grinned. Gavin looked over at Jake, and they nodded to each other. Kyra watched in fascination as they both slipped their thumbs into the waistband of their jeans. Jake went first, stripping the denim down his legs. When he stood up, she was given the first full glimpse of his body.

He was gorgeous. His legs were toned and muscular, just like the rest of him. She couldn’t stop from licking her lips at the sight of his cock protruding stiff and proudly from his body. He was definitely impressive in size, and even from a few feet away she could see the veins roping his penis. It twitched slightly under her gaze, and she smiled seductively up at him, before she turned her attention to Gavin, who was patiently waiting.

Although he was shorter, Gavin wasn’t any less impressive. He had an easy smile on his face as he leisurely stripped his jeans from his legs. He moved slowly, giving her more of a show and she was grateful. When he stood up she had to suck in a breath. Gavin’s dick was more than impressive. Not only was he wide in girth, but he was probably at least an inch longer than Jake, who was impressive in his own right.

Kyra felt a rush of moisture hit her pussy, and she clenched her thighs together. She crooked her finger, and they both stepped forward. Jake crawled onto the bed in front of her, and Gavin moved around to slide in behind her. She was immediately surrounded by warmth.

As if reading her thoughts, Gavin whispered in her ear, “We run a higher body temperature than humans. We will always keep you warm at night.” He brushed her hair off of her neck and placed a soft kiss to her shoulder. Kyra shivered in response.

She smiled up at Jake, and began to unbutton his shirt. She had just passed her breasts, when she paused. She had the epitome of male perfection sitting in front of her, and her inner demons got the best of her.

Kyra looked up at Jake and bit her lip. She tried for a smile, but it didn’t quite work. Jake raised a hand to her cheek. “Kyra, you are beautiful. Stop whatever it is that you are thinking about. We saw your body last night, and unlike you we can remember everything.” He winked at her before he reached for the shirt. “Here, let me.” He pushed her hands aside and finished unbuttoning the shirt.

She couldn’t look up at Jake, so she watched his hands as he skillfully unbuttoned the rest of her shirt. Once it was undone, Gavin slipped the shirt down her arms. Kyra helped him take it fully off, before he tossed it on the floor.

Gavin placed a kiss on her shoulder and she leaned in, brushing the top of his head with her cheek. She looked up at Jake from underneath her eyelashes and he was smiling down at her. She reached out and he slid closer to her, placing a kiss on her opposite shoulder. Then he moved his mouth and sought her lips with his own.

She moaned at the feel of his soft lips, and he instantly took advantage of the opening. He swept his tongue inside her mouth and took full control of the kiss. She placed her hand on his side and grazed the muscles she had access to. Jake pulled away all too soon, but she became aware of Gavin’s hands rubbing circles on her back.

“You two are amazing.” Kyra smiled first at Jake and then she turned to smile at Gavin.

“Honey, you haven’t seen anything yet.” Gavin gently pulled her back so that she was lying in the middle of the bed with her head resting on the pillow. Gavin lay on her left side, and Jake on her right.

Kyra could barely contain her excitement as they both reached out and laid a hand on her stomach. Their cocks brushed her hip and her pussy clenched. She reached down and took both of their cocks in her hand. A rush of air hit both of her cheeks as they exhaled together.

“You are playing with fire, baby.” Jake’s whispered words sent chills down her spine, and made her squirm on the sheets.

“I’m pretty sure I want to get burned.”

BEHIND THE SCENES

What is your favorite film and why?

My favorite film is Dirty Dancing. I am a sucker for Patrick Swazye and the way that man can move his hips. I love that the quite awkward girl is chosen even with all of the beautiful women are around. Plus I love the bad boy angle and how fiercely he cares for Baby. I also love to dance and I would love to dance like that with such an amazing man.

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

I'm not entirely sure, and I think I am perfectly okay with that. I recently graduated from college, moved to the city and started living life on my own. I want to settle into my life here and figure out what I really want to do. I want to further my writing and I hope to have some more books out over those five years.

What advice would you give to your younger self?

I wish I had learned that you can't please everyone and you should be living your life for you and not anyone else. I wish I had been working on making myself happier much earlier in my life.

Which famous person, living or dead would you like to meet and why?

Since I am so in love with him, I would love to meet Patrick Swazye and dance the night away.

If you could have been the original author of any book, what would it have been and why?

I would have loved to be the author of the Harry Potter series. Those books enhanced my love of reading and I know how many other kids it sparked to read. I would have loved to have that ability. Plus J.K. Rowling also is now a name that almost everyone knows and the books were made into movies. I think it would be very cool to see my work made into a movie.