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It’s Here! Not Alone: A Rock Star Yaoi, MM Romance!

It's Here! Not Alone: A Rock Star Yaoi, MM Romance!

So, a little bit about this book that you won’t find in the blurb. I came up with the idea for this novel while working from home during COVID. When I looked around my home office, the other side held several bass guitars, amps, cables, CDs and covers behind frames and the life my current partner was putting on hold during the pandemic – basically some of his sanity, his gigs. I decided from there to write a story about a rising rock star that depicted just how hard these guys really work, how talented they are and some of the things they sometimes give up for their dream.

Since I was sitting here at home, I also decided that this story would take place in a beach town where I called home back in the early 1990’s – Pacifica, California. It’s a magical place with a lot of mysterious fog in the summer and great surfing if you know which beach to go to, along with interesting hiking trails (WWII bunkers).

Now for Micah…I don’t honestly know where he came from, except that I wanted him to capture Ash’s heart even with all the hurt or maybe because of all the hurt he was going through. Ash in my mind had the drive and the know how to help him heal and in the process, gain the love he’d been missing in his life (sorry Wells, LOL). So, there you go.

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How about an Excerpt? Of Course.

The Meet-Cute:

Ash picked up the board, threw it under his arm, and strode to his backpack. As he set the board down, he glanced at his neighbor and flipped his blond hair up over one side of his head, the long ends splashing against the top of the wetsuit.

The neighbor hugged his knees tight with his head lowered.

“Hey, you sleeping?” He bent over the backpack, his hair dripping into dry sand.

The neighbor lifted his head.

A gust of wind blew over them, so strong it drove Ash forward.

The brim of the neighbor’s baseball hat fluttered and flew off, throwing the hood off with it, making his long, black bangs swirl up around his head. His gaze caught on Ash, the large, brown eyes, and thick lashes under straight brows, vulnerable, but intense. He lifted his face, every bit as perfectly laid out as if it were a doll, the cheeks holding a slight flush over porcelain skin.

Gorgeous. Ash whispered, “Holy shit.” He gawked, unable to move, his breath caught in his throat, his heart pounding.

The neighbor jerked around in the sand.

Ash blinked hard and scrambled for the hat. As he snatched it in his fingers, the perfect doll appeared in his vision again, this time gazing at him up close, too close. He plopped his butt in the sand, leaning on one hand, gaping at the vision in front of him.

The perfect doll sat next to Ash, lips parted, his dark, expressive eyes wide. “Uh, thank you.”

“Wh-what’s your name?” He stared at the doll, unable to look away, his heart thumping in his ears. Jesus, he needed to get a grip on himself.

“Micah.” His neighbor held out his hand.

He stared at Micah’s hand and placed his own inside it. He squeezed.

“Um, my hat.” Micah ripped his hand free. “Please.” He shimmied away from Ash. “Can you give it to me?” He dropped his head forward, letting the dark bangs cover his expressive eyes.

“Oh, yeah, sure.” What an idiot. As he flinched, he handed the hat to Micah, his other hand still tingling from Micah’s touch. He gulped hard and looked around him, fighting to find his voice, to calm the pounding in his chest. “Um…”

“You don’t want to be friends with me.” Micah placed the hat over his head and brought the hood up to cover it, then twisted around to face the surf.

“Wh-why wouldn’t I?” Did he hear that right? He stared at the back of Micah’s head.

“You just don’t.” Micah said, his voice unsteady, as if holding back tears.

And so, the rudeness was back. “Then why the fuck are you out here and not back at the beach in front of our apartments? You’re the one that told me to come here.” What the hell is wrong with this guy? He scowled at the back of Micah’s black, hooded sweatshirt.

“If you think I came here to watch your sorry ass surf, you’re mistaken,” Micah said, his voice wavering.

“Fine.” He didn’t need this shit from him. If Micah wanted to be like that, then fuck him. With a growl, he stood up, stomped back to his board and backpack, seized them up and trudged to his Jeep.

Not Alone: A Rock Star MM Romance Release Date!

Not Alone - Rock Star Yaoi, MM Romance Novel

August 27, 2021!

The Release date is here for Not Alone. I’m pretty excited to be finally getting this book out there. It will be available first at eXtasy Books, then most book retailers within the week (Amazon, Apple, etc). A little bit more on the background:

  • It takes place in Pacifica, California and Ash rents an apartment from a complex where I used to live (I loved living in Pacifica).
  • Ash tries to surf on a beach where a wave pounded me into the sand, because I didn’t know you shouldn’t surf there, LOL. This is also where he meets Micah.
  • The two go to some of my favorites places in the Bay Area and hike where I used to hike.
  • My partner is a bass player and was in a signed band back East, so gave me lots of insider info about the business.

This was a fun book to write and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Random Hallway Hook-Ups and Why I Love Writing M/M by Daisy Harris

When I set out to write my M/M romance novel, Mercury Rising, I had questions – lots of questions. Luckily, I had an army of gay followers on Twitter to query. See, I have gay friends in real life, but there are some things I’m not comfortable asking people I actually know. Details about sex are high on that list.

One of my earliest queries pertained to the first love scene between Dillon and Mercury. I wanted them to hook up randomly in a deserted hallway. I didn’t want them to talk at length beforehand. I didn’t want them to build a rapport. In fact, I aimed for each of them to objectify the other in that first interaction. Sometimes we (gay or straight) want to make out with a fantasy. Why ruin a perfectly good illusion by getting to know the person?

I wondered, though, was I stereotyping gay men as sluts? Was I wrong to think a couple of young, hot gay guys would blow each other on a loading dock based on nothing but mutual attraction and a desire for slightly self-destructive fun?

No. According my Twittosphere, a couple of men would have no moral compunctions whatsoever about shagging in a deserted hallway. And that, in a word, is why I love men.

Firstly, the random hallway hook-up worked out great with my plot. So, yay. Second, it’s so refreshing to not have to deal with the whole “slut” issue. It’s pretty hard to write a female character having anonymous, meaningless sex. There’s judgment, censure, feelings. So even though some women do occasionally enjoy casual sex, it can be hard to write about it.

Not so with gay men! Boys can have meaningless sex with anyone they want, even in a romance novel! To a female writer, this is a revelation. Sex without feeling, and emotion without sex – it’s a fascinating concept, and one I hope to explore more as I continue to write male-male.

And I’m sure there are men who can’t have meaningless sex, men who fall in love with anyone they get physical with. But that doesn’t seem to be the norm. Boys are different and hot and it’s exciting to think of them doing all the things with eachother that I’d never dareHow about you? Why do you like to write (or read) male-male romance.

More about Daisy Harris:

Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn’t sure if she writes erotica. Her paranormal romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris’s dismay, the sex tends to get completely out of hand. She writes about trampy mermaids, sexy dragons, and snuff-y shark-shifters. Her work also features zombie ingenues, horny gods, and some holiday characters like you’ve never seen them before. And there’s almost always a mad scientist in there somewhereIf you like science-y subplots, fantastical creatures, and red-hot chemistry, you’ll love Daisy Harris. You can find her on Twitter, Facebook and www.thedaisyharris.com.

More about her latest release, Mercury Rising:
Take a sexy romp with the gods in this hilarious and hot ménage! Over-extended-and closeted-charmer, Mercury the Messenger, struggles to accommodate all the factions of the Deities International Conference and Kibbitz. However, his skills at diplomacy stretch to the limit when the object of a chance tryst turns out to be his assistant, and his arranged fiancée arrives at the scene. Dillon Rodriquez, Mercury’s executive aide and soon-to-be MBA student, refuses to be the closeted god’s sidedish. But when an accident at the conference strands the god in the human world, Dillon agrees to act as his guide. Traveling from San Diego down the Baha Coast to Cabo, Mercury experiences a side of life he never imagined, and he learns that if he wants to earn the love of the one man who matters, he has to stop trying to please everyone else.

MERCURY RISING is available for purchase here.

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