Sneak Preview – Hoale Lang Syne – January 2015!


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In with the new and out with the old? Sometimes new things come with old vendettas.

A deadly game of cat and mouse has made Adam realize someone sees him as the cheese. And that same someone is setting a trap that could put an end to Adam’s love life issues…once and for all.

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Adam Hoale stood on the edges of the party, his gaze sweeping over the jumbled mass of humanity gyrating and jockeying for position as Midnight approached. The temperature in the trendy club had risen steadily as bodies continued to pack into the place, and the music did its best to seduce them all into degenerate behavior.

He sipped an icy beer and wished he could share the moment with the love of his life. But Dirk Williams wasn’t there. And if he were he wouldn’t indulge in a very public embrace with Adam. It was just the way it was. He told himself he was growing accustomed to it…that he no longer missed the public affirmation of their feelings. Except the regret still managed to hit him in brief, rare moments like the one he was living.

A strident shriek had him lifting his gaze toward the dance floor, where Mink, his realtor and longtime best friend, danced wildly in circles with his slender arms lifted over his head. The light from the swirling globe strobed across Mink’s spiky blond hair, turning it to platinum before drifting away to caress its way over the man Mink was dancing with. Mink’s newest boy toy was truly delectable, with a square jaw, bright red hair cut military short and blue eyes that sparkled when he looked at Mink. A quiet, introspective man, Delf Morden grinned widely at Mink’s antics, seemingly amused as always by the fun-loving realtor’s joie de vivre.

Shaking his head, Adam sipped his beer. The cold, wheaty brew slid soothingly down his throat, cooling him from the inside out. His gaze searched for his other friends, finding Maddy not too far away from Mink and Delf, in a clutch with her girlfriend, Rosalita. The lovers swayed to a tune all their own. Watching them, Adam experienced a quick surge of envy that he drown in another sip of his beer.

The music stopped suddenly and the crowd cheered as the DJ leaned into the microphone. “It’s time, folks. One minute until we start the countdown.”

The crowd shifted, roiled, as lovers and hopeful lovers moved within kissing distance. Adam felt a keen sense of discomfort, realizing in that moment that it had been a mistake for him to come. He stepped back into the shadows and settled his beer on a nearby table.

His gaze slid toward the door, a distant beacon beyond a mass of shifting humanity. As the DJ started the countdown and the globe swirling over the dance floor began its slow descent, Adam made a snap decision and started toward the door. It was slow going and panic blossomed in Adam’s chest, making his heart pound.

What if he didn’t make it out in time? What if he were stuck there? Alone and conspicuous?

He pushed closer to the wall, realizing the crush was less on the perimeter. The door was still twenty feet away when the DJ yelled out “Happy New Year!”

The crowd repeated the declaration as the globe dropped the final inches, the sound booming off the walls and reverberating against Adam’s ears.

The silver light died at the same moment the strobes high above their heads winked out and the room went pitch dark and silent in the same moment. Adam had the briefest second to think about the fact that he stood alone in the dark, surrounded by lovers, before a strong hand wrapped around his forearm and yanked him against a broad chest.

“I love you, Adam.” The husky whisper sent warm breath sifting across his face and Adam shivered delightfully on the words. A steely pair of arms enclosed him as a soft pair of lips found his unerringly in the dark. Adam’s heart swelled. He pressed against the familiar form, his hands sliding down to cup a firm and deliciously round pair of buttocks. His tongue slipped between the phantom lips caressing his, dancing against a tongue that had a sweet minty taste he recognized all too well.

Way too soon the kiss ended and something long and thin was pushed into his hand. Quick pain made him gasp and lift his finger to his lips, sucking salty blood from the wound.

Stay tuned!

Monday Musings – The 100


Holy mother of flipping God! Have any of you been watching The 100, post apocalyptic adventure series?  I found the show when I was looking for apocalyptic series fare because I LOVE end of the world stories. Then my ADD kicked in and I promptly forgot about The 100 until my oldest daughter told me I had to start watching it. I have to tell you, I haven’t been so riveted (sweaty palms and all) to a show since the early seasons of 24. This series is amazing. The characters are fleshed out and real and the plot lines are terrifyingly fun. The villains are so delightfully villainous that you would happily pinch their heads off given half the chance. The heroes are multi-faceted. Everybody is flawed but most have so much strength of character you can’t help rooting for them and when they get gacked (yes…unfortunately a few of them do…sigh) you feel as if you’ve lost one of your own children. Yes, the action is sometimes slightly implausible, but the show is so good that I’ve been willing, so far, to overlook the silliness in favor of cheering for the outcome.

I highly recommend this series and I hope it goes on for a very long time. Oh, and that the writers don’t get stupid around season 3 or 4 like they usually do and start killing off all the characters or go off in some really strange direction. Unless and until that happens, I’ll be a loyal viewer. I haven’t had this much fun watching TV for years. And I’m loving every minute of it!

Monday Musings – Junior the French Bulldog


I’ve been sitting here trying to think of something wise and wonderful to say to send you into your Christmas with a light heart and a smile on your lips. I finally decided there’s really only one thing that will do the trick. Junior the French Bulldog. Before I share one of Junior’s wonderful videos with you, let me just say that there’s a reason Junior and his wonderful daddies have taken the Internet by storm. Sure Junior is adorable. Sure he’s a unique musical talent worthy of the canine version of American (or in this case, German) Idol. But the real reason I and millions like me keep returning to Junior’s videos on Youtube and his Facebook page  is the obvious love his daddies have for Junior and the secure happiness that is so evident on his squishy little face.

I’m sure I’ve mentioned before (probably several times) that I have a lot of dogs, currently 13. We rescue dogs and consider them part of the family. So it does my heart good to see how much Junior’s daddies love him. It’s a happy story for Junior of course, but it’s also a happy story for the two men who have brought the sweet little guy into their lives and allowed themselves to cherish him. Dogs have so much love to give…so much personality…if only we humans will take the time to discover the riches within them. I can’t think of a better metaphor for the Christmas season.

Merry Christmas, everybody!

Christmas Wonder Hop


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Celebrate the Wonder of the Season! Visit all of the blogs to see what they love most about the season and which books have made their Christmas wish lists! There’s a giveaway at each stop so be sure to visit them all!

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I started a new tradition a few years ago, when I began hosting Christmas at my house the weekend before the actual day. For one or two nights, my family gathers together at our little cabin in the woods and we play, eat, laugh, eat again, open gifts, eat some more, and enjoy being together. #:0) We play basketball or broom ball on the frozen pond, put together a jigsaw puzzle (a family tradition), watch cheesy Christmas movies, and laugh together. For a couple of precious days, we have the time to unwind, visit, take long walks and play together. Although this event represents a significant amount of work to prepare for, I really look forward to spending quality time with my family that we don’t really have any other time of the year and I cherish the memories we’re building.

When I’m not hosting family during the holidays, I love to snuggle up in front of the fire with a great book. There are always so many great books to choose from, but I have my favorite authors. This year I’m looking forward to reading books from two of them: Josh Lanyon’s, I Spy Something Christmas and L.B. Gregg’s Mistletoe at Midnight.

Giveaway

What are your favorite Holiday traditions? Post your response here for a chance to win a $10 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card. I’ll select a winner after the hop and announce him/her here!  (Don’t forget to leave an email or I won’t be able to add you to the drawing)

 

Sometimes going home is clarifying. Sometimes it’s just plain deadly!

Adam travels to Candlelight, Indiana to visit his parents for Christmas. When he arrives he discovers somebody has killed a man and dumped him in the manger of the living crèche at the local church. Unfortunately, all signs lead back to Adam’s father as the murderer. A Sheriff with a grudge and a small town more interested in gossip than reality, convince Adam that it will be up to him and the gang to clear his father’s name.

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THE AUTHOR: Declan Sands writes romantic paranormal/fantasy and mystery/suspense, creating stories that celebrate the joy of love in all its forms. Known for writing great characters, snappy dialogue, and unique and exhilarating stories, Declan is the award-winning author of 50+ books and has been writing for over a decade under several noms de plume.

Now on with the Hop!

I’m Thankful that I never have to watch St. Vincent again…


I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not always as thankful as I should be. Life happens, the world turns, and I’m always right there in the middle of all of it trying to pull it into some kind of order. My Type A personality is great for getting things done…but not so much for stepping back, indulging on introspection, and remembering what I’m thankful for. So I’ve strapped my butt in my chair and removed all mental and physical objects that might remind me of the dozens of tasks I still need to get done today…and I’m going to take the time to smell the turkey…erm…or something like that.  So, here goes:

I’m thankful that…

My loved ones, flesh and fur, are healthy and happy.

My computer still works, my car still runs, and my physical form remains in working order.

I never have to relive this year’s crop of bad and truly horrifying movies. Gah, Hollywood…just gah!

I discovered the A Cappella group, Pentatonix.

There’s another season of Walking Dead. Whoop, whoop!

I was able to keep my fingers firmly in my ears through all discussion of how gluten, and all my favorite things which contain the stuff, is bad…erm…lalalalalalala.

Christmas is still a month away.

I have no full length mirrors in my house.

The people who’ve read my books haven’t sued me for wasting their time.

I have a blog so I can expose the world to the drivel that is my mind.

That’s all I’ve got right now. Aren’t you glad? hehehe Happy Thanksgiving everybody! May your day be filled with lots of yummy stuff and a soft couch to catch you when you pass out from overeating!

 

Declan Sands writes romantic paranormal/fantasy and mystery/suspense, creating stories that celebrate the joy of love in all its forms.  Known for writing great characters, snappy dialogue, and unique and exhilarating stories, Declan is the award-winning author of 50+ books and has been writing for over a decade under several noms de plume.

 

 

 

 

My Sexy Saturday – Declan Sands


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Sometimes going home is clarifying. Sometimes it’s just plain deadly!

Adam travels to Candlelight, Indiana to visit his parents for Christmas. When he arrives he discovers somebody has killed a man and dumped him in the manger of the living crèche at the local church. Unfortunately, all signs lead back to Adam’s father as the murderer. A Sheriff with a grudge and a small town more interested in gossip than reality, convince Adam that it will be up to him and the gang to clear his father’s name.

Tina, The Novel Approach: “…these are some of the funniest, most colorful and sexy characters around. If this was what Declan Sands could do with them in 75 pages, I can’t imagine how great a whole novel would be.”

“I love this series! This book was incredibly sweet sexy and fun. There are some laugh out loud moments as well as some sigh and swoon.” ~ Donna, Goodreads Reviewer

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“What was the sheriff doing here?”

Adam turned to find Dirk standing inside the garage, wearing only a rumpled t-shirt and a pair of baggy sweats. He was drinking a cup of coffee and looking delicious. “He was searching for the murder weapon.”

Dirk frowned. “He’s not giving up on the idea that your dad’s the murderer is he?”

Shaking his head, Adam said, “He has his reasons. I’ll tell you later, when we’re alone.”

He jerked his head toward the door into the house. Reaching up with a grin, Adam very deliberately hit the button to lower the door and then, as soon as they were hidden from view of the street, leaned in and captured Dirk’s soft, coffee-flavored lips. He moaned as their tongues touched…tangled, and pressed himself full-length against Dirk, enjoying the heavy fullness beneath Dirk’s sweats. When Adam broke the kiss he took Dirk’s coffee cup and sipped from it. Then he smiled. “Is Mink still terrifying the neighbor?”

Dirk laughed. “The woman was paper white when I came into the kitchen. She was so upset she didn’t even recognize me.”

Adam wrapped an arm around Dirk’s waist and started toward the door. “Let’s go say hello and then get out of here. We need to talk to Father Ignatius’ secretary before she leaves for the day. It’s Christmas Eve and I’m sure she won’t put in a full day.”

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Other books in the series:

A Hoale Lot of Trouble
Hoaley Ill-Manored
Hoaley Inexplicable 

 

 Now Back to My Sexy Saturday!

Surviving the Holidays


Do you struggle with the hustle and bustle of the Fall and Winter holidays? Feel alone? Worry about the cost…in money and emotions…of jumping on the holiday treadmill? There’s so much pressure to celebrate–to love and be loved–during this time of year…it can all be a bit overwhelming. Though the spirit is pure, hope shines, and intentions are good, all the pressure to cherish the season can have exactly the opposite effect, turning you into a gloomy grumpus who just wants to huddle in a corner and sulk.

Company coming? That means days to weeks of preparation, cleaning, shopping and cooking. And the cost!  Parties to attend? It could mean too much to drink and/or the presence of some unexpected romantic tension when old loves or lovers intrude.  Gift giving? Don’t even get me started on that!

A lot of people suffer depression this time of year. Maybe they lost a loved one around the holidays…it’s not uncommon. Maybe they don’t have anyone to share the season of love with.   Or maybe they just think it’s much ado about nothing. Whatever the reason, it can be hard to deal with the almost frantic frivolity of the season. Feeling the pressure to enjoy the holidays, too many of us force emotions we don’t feel and/or overcompensate by doing too much.

So how do you cope if you’re not really feeling it…or even if you love the season but it exhausts you with its demands? The answer is simple…but maybe not easy.

Give yourself permission not to partake.

Wow. That sounds easy doesn’t it? It’s not. Telling people no who think they’re doing you a favor by forcing you to become involved can be really hard. They might even get mad at you. So be it. Explain why you don’t want to be included. Be kind. Know that they are probably pushing because they care about you. And rest assured that they’ll get over it.

But let’s be clear here. I’m not suggesting you hide in your room, slurping gruel in front of a meager fire, Scrooge-like. Don’t turn yourself into an outcast. And don’t neglect the people who love you. Just simplify. Meet friends at a favorite restaurant instead of cooking. Make simple, well thought out gifts instead of buying expensive stuff they’ll probably never use. Accept your emotions and look for positives. Approach the season in your own way, doing only what you think is right and fair. And I can almost promise that you’ll enjoy the holidays a whole lot more this year.

So get on out there and create your own celebration! Or stay in and read a great book by the fire. It’s totally up to you!

 

Sometimes going home is clarifying. Sometimes it’s just plain deadly!

Adam travels to Candlelight, Indiana to visit his parents for Christmas. When he arrives he discovers somebody has killed a man and dumped him in the manger of the living crèche at the local church. Unfortunately, all signs lead back to Adam’s father as the murderer. A Sheriff with a grudge and a small town more interested in gossip than reality, convince Adam that it will be up to him and the gang to clear his father’s name.

Susan, The Romance Reviews: “Declan Sands writes a beautiful, festive tale of family secrets and emotions, coupled with vivid descriptions of what Christmas is like in a small town where everybody knows everybody else. Once again the author weaves a spell of mystery, intrigue, romance, sex and friendship, all interspersed with wit and humor. This is a wonderful treat for the festive season of family bonding, friendship and danger beneath the surface of a small town and a definite must read, especially, if like me, you’ve read the rest of the series. Definitely well worth it.”

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