Hey all! I am so excited! I was going through my back-up email address and saw an email sent by the wonderful people at Dreamspinner press. Turns out the story I wrote with Allisson Cassatta is now available for Pre-order!
Anderson “Andy” Hartley Jr. lives the life of a playboy with Daddy’s money, but without love. If his father finds out Andy’s gay, the game’s over. So he restricts his sex life to the pool house and seems content until he meets the gorgeous new groundskeeper, who just might turn his life upside-down.
Merrick “Maverick” Washington is African-American, an ex-SEAL, and recently released from prison after his false conviction was overturned. Working for a rich white dude who looks down his nose at him is one more blow to his spirit. But any job is a step toward self-sufficiency, and Maverick’s not willing to risk that for a spoiled brat. Then Andy tugs at more than Maverick’s body, and he’s starting to wonder how things would shake out if they both overcame their fears and let their worlds collide.
So here's the link to pre-order your very own copy of the yummy little morsel! And the beautiful cover was done by Allison! How creative!
Secondly, my story IF I WAS YOUR MAN is now available at Breathless Press - It was released August 9th so you can officially get your very patient hands on it.
Hugs,
Remmy D
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Saturday, August 10, 2013
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Pre-Order IF I WAS YOUR MAN
Well good Saturday morning to all!
I recieved some good news over the last couple of days. My story If I was Your Man is now up for pre-order at Breathless Press and release date is August 9th!
Here is a blurb:
When Christophe's best friend tells him he needs to get out more, he reluctantly agrees. He never imagined that one bold step would change everything.
Christophe LaFavre is a Real Estate mogul. When it comes to business no one does it better. But when it comes to love, he just can't seem to get it right. When his best friend talks him into going to a club to meet someone, he does it. What he didn't expect was to find someone who made his body burn from the very first time their eyes meet through their masquerade masks. To make matters worse—this stranger is hell bent on teaching Christophe a few lessons, lessons
Excerpt:
"How you doin?" Christophe waved. He doubted the man could hear him over the music. The man nodded at him and a smirk traced his lips. Christophe took a moment to take him in—no shiny tight shirt, no hair gel that he could see and no grinding.
Things are looking up.
He climbed from the stool and stood before Christophe, close enough so his chest brushed Christophe's gently with each breath. He lifted his lips to Christophe's ear and spoke, causing his lips to trace Christophe's skin. "Can I buy you a drink?"
He meant to nod but each move of his head caused the man's scent to fill his nose making his knees shake. Macho—a cologne he'd recognize anywhere. No man ever made him feel so weak and feeble. Perhaps it was the brazen way this stranger simply invaded his space or the masks—it had to be the masks. A naughty flair filled each person when they thought they could not be picked out in a line-up. Either way, he really liked this new brand of fire surging through his veins.
"Thanks," Christophe managed proudly. He tried stepping away but the bar hit his back. He was trapped between the hardness of this person and the hardness of the surface behind him. Trapped, beautiful, so sensually, Christophe could orgasm with just that one thought. They locked eyes through their masks.
"What's your name?" Christophe asked.
"That would defeat the purpose of a masquerade party," he replied. "Is tonight the night you step across that line?"
There was a slight familiarity Christophe felt with the person before him at hearing his voice so close. It was as though he'd heard that voice before, that carefree English with a hint of an accent. He shrugged. If he'd met this man before he'd know—wouldn't he? "It depends."
"On?" His predator wanted to know.
"Who's on the other side of it?"
The man laughed softly and nodded. "Touch�." He turned and said something to the bartender then returned his attention to Christophe. "I'll tell you what. You tell me by the end of the night if you'd cross that line for me."
I recieved some good news over the last couple of days. My story If I was Your Man is now up for pre-order at Breathless Press and release date is August 9th!
Here is a blurb:
When Christophe's best friend tells him he needs to get out more, he reluctantly agrees. He never imagined that one bold step would change everything.
Christophe LaFavre is a Real Estate mogul. When it comes to business no one does it better. But when it comes to love, he just can't seem to get it right. When his best friend talks him into going to a club to meet someone, he does it. What he didn't expect was to find someone who made his body burn from the very first time their eyes meet through their masquerade masks. To make matters worse—this stranger is hell bent on teaching Christophe a few lessons, lessons
Excerpt:
"How you doin?" Christophe waved. He doubted the man could hear him over the music. The man nodded at him and a smirk traced his lips. Christophe took a moment to take him in—no shiny tight shirt, no hair gel that he could see and no grinding.
Things are looking up.
He climbed from the stool and stood before Christophe, close enough so his chest brushed Christophe's gently with each breath. He lifted his lips to Christophe's ear and spoke, causing his lips to trace Christophe's skin. "Can I buy you a drink?"
He meant to nod but each move of his head caused the man's scent to fill his nose making his knees shake. Macho—a cologne he'd recognize anywhere. No man ever made him feel so weak and feeble. Perhaps it was the brazen way this stranger simply invaded his space or the masks—it had to be the masks. A naughty flair filled each person when they thought they could not be picked out in a line-up. Either way, he really liked this new brand of fire surging through his veins.
"Thanks," Christophe managed proudly. He tried stepping away but the bar hit his back. He was trapped between the hardness of this person and the hardness of the surface behind him. Trapped, beautiful, so sensually, Christophe could orgasm with just that one thought. They locked eyes through their masks.
"What's your name?" Christophe asked.
"That would defeat the purpose of a masquerade party," he replied. "Is tonight the night you step across that line?"
There was a slight familiarity Christophe felt with the person before him at hearing his voice so close. It was as though he'd heard that voice before, that carefree English with a hint of an accent. He shrugged. If he'd met this man before he'd know—wouldn't he? "It depends."
"On?" His predator wanted to know.
"Who's on the other side of it?"
The man laughed softly and nodded. "Touch�." He turned and said something to the bartender then returned his attention to Christophe. "I'll tell you what. You tell me by the end of the night if you'd cross that line for me."
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Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Simply Irresistible is here!!
For years, Anthony Duncan has kept his flings away from
his son. He wants to protect his son from his different lovers and the drama
they can bring. Three years ago, Anthony stopped dating—that is until he meets
his son’s teacher and just cant seem to keep his mind off the sexy, blue-eyed
devil. A chance meeting on the dance floor broke the floodgates wide open. If these two aren’t too scared to dive right
in, they just may have something worth having.
Simply Irresistible is an ARe Best Seller!
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Monday, January 21, 2013
Seduction so Sweet is here!
Title: Seduction so Sweet
Genre: IR (Blasian)
Cover: Allisson Cassatta
Toshi and Frank are best friends. Now they are both adults, Toshi sees Frank as more than a friend--his body burns with things he wants to do to Frank. Only, he has no idea if Frank feels the same way. But what is he going to do when he finds out just what Frank is into?
EXCERPT:
For about a week
Toshi wouldn’t answer Frank’s calls. Frank couldn’t imagine why Toshi was
ignoring him. It couldn’t have anything to do with the stupid joke. Taking a
breath he chucked his bag onto the passenger seat then climbed into the front
seat. For a moment he simply sat there,
gripping the wheel, staring straight ahead.
For that time, he wasn’t sure what he was thinking but when he finally
shook his head and looked around he figured he should go visit Toshi.
If
Mohamed won’t come to the mountain…
The drive over wasn’t a very long
one on a regular day but during rush hour it was hell. The anger he was feeling from being ignored
didn’t compare to the one he felt being stuck in a line of cars going nowhere.
Each time he moved he had to slam on his brakes then pray the moron tailgating
him didn’t crash into his back.
Eventually, he gave up and pulled from the highway. He would have to
travel the back roads with the stop lights but he just prayed no one else had
that idea. To his relief he was right
and getting to Toshi’s condo after that didn’t take much longer. He parked in front of the building, fed the
meter and hurried inside. He waved to the concierge but he’d been there so many
times, he wasn’t asked for identification. He caught the elevator and couldn’t
stop the roll of his eyes at the horribly predictable music. By the time the
door opened releasing him to Toshi’s floor, he all but barged out of the
elevator and speed walked down the corridor.
He stood to the side from the peeping hole and knocked.
“Who is it?” Toshi called.
Frank said nothing.
Toshi opened the door to peer out
and Frank stepped before him. “Why have you been ignoring my calls?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking
about.” Toshi walked back into the condo and Frank followed, closing the door.
“Why are you here?”
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