LGBT Halloween Blog Hop!

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Happy Halloween!!!  It’s time to go out and demand perfect strangers give it up….candy people….give up candy.  Get your minds out of the gutter.  ;)  In honor of this fun, wicked, wonderful holiday I’ve picked an appropriate “Aaron” photo and a short excerpt from Lost in the Fire.  Enjoy!!


“So, show me what you enjoy doing when you’re not dancing and you’re just at home.” Wren’s gaze focused in on him.

Aaron flushed. “Sex.”

Wren laughed. “Okay, besides naked horizontal activities.”

“Killjoy.” Aaron scowled.

Wren raised his brows. “There isn’t anything you do?”

“You want me to paint your toenails?” Aaron offered. “Because if you have nail polish here, there is a whole side of you we need to talk about.”

A look bordering on horror and, to Aaron’s shock, resignation passed over Wren’s face. “Uh…I’d rather you didn’t, and I don’t.”

“No magazines. So we’re stuck with reality TV.” Aaron glanced at Wren’s TV. “Do you have cable?”

“I’m kind of wishing I didn’t about right now,” Wren muttered, grabbing the remote from the coffee table and handing it to him.

“It won’t be bad. I’ll ease you in with Project Runway, and we’ll work into RuPaul’s Drag Race.” Aaron tucked his legs under him, hiding his grin when Wren groaned.

Aaron turned on the TV and flipped through the show options until he found Project Runway. “We’ll start at the first episode of this season so you can meet all the designers.”

Wren snagged the remote. “Because that is a big concern of mine,” he said drily.

Aaron giggled and settled against Wren, patting his leg. “Just watch.”

Forty-five minutes into the first episode, Aaron bit his lip to keep from laughing when Wren muttered, “Why would you wear that? It looks like an arts-and-crafts project from a preschool.”

“It’s avant-garde,” Aaron replied.

“Is that another way of saying ugly fire hazard?”


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Wicked Reads Blog Hop

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Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. I think it is the fun of dressing up and getting to be someone else for a night. That is part of what I love about writing, I get to exist in another world, create new people. As an author, I get to put on a different mask every time I open my computer, depending on which word document I select. So paranormal or contemporary, I can be a shifter or a sexy fireman, but still, wicked in many ways. Below is an excerpt from Lost in the Fire (Firehouse Six, book 5) with a little sexy spice. Leave a comment about what you’d like your sexy significant other to dress up as this Halloween and be entered to win a free e-copy of one of my books!  Click the badge above to keep hopping along on this wicked ride!!



“Did the phone do something mean to you?” Simon’s voice shocked him.

Didn’t the man have a job? Simon seemed to always be skulking around. Wren managed to keep that question in check. Simon was dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a sparkly T-shirt that had a horizontal arrow on it that proclaimed, I get to play with his hose.

“Nice shirt,” he replied, avoiding the phone question. He had no desire to discuss his private life with the lieutenant’s lover. Though he had no clue what Aaron might have shared. Simon might know Wren and Aaron had had sex. Wren studied him for any clues, but Simon just grinned.

Simon ran his hand over the front of his shirt. “Oh, this? Yeah, Michael likes it. So long as I’m standing next to him.”

“You got that right.” Michael descended the stairs into the bay. “I see you’re ready to go to the club.” He looked less than thrilled to be going. Whether because of the venue or Simon’s attire, Wren wasn’t sure.

“Oh yeah.” Simon fairly vibrated. “It’s Angels and Demons Night. Deacon, Cole, and Taber are going to be there.”

Wren stood, tugging on his jacket and shutting his locker, dealing with his own split sides. One was telling him to tag along, and the other was yelling at him to sneak out. He’d gone to the club with the guys before; it was definitely a unique hangout for firehouse guys, but he was all right with it. Except he didn’t dance.

“You didn’t wear a costume,” Michael stated, a look of shock on his face.

Simon grinned. “I have devil horns in the truck, even a pair for Wren , or a halo if he prefers, since I intend to drag him along with us. Now get your sexy ass moving, or we won’t be able to find a place to sit that doesn’t include a cock and grabby hands.”

“Thanks for that visual.” Michael scowled.

“I’m full of fun graphic displays.” Simon began backing out of the bay. “Come on. You too, Wren.”

“Uh,” Wren filtered through his excuses, but considering he’d already been debating, the negatives skated under the surface. “See…”

“Blah, blah, blah. Bad excuse, good excuse. I don’t care.” Simon rolled his eyes. “Let’s go.” He pivoted on his heel and marched outside.

“Is he always so—” Wren started to say bossy but then thought better of implying that his lieutenant was pussy-whipped. Cock-whipped? Ugh, okay, bad images. Better to avoid that whole line of thinking.

“Pushy? Controlling? Commanding?” Michael chuckled. “Oh yeah. Just go with it.”

~ Excerpt from Lost in the Fire (Firehouse Six, book 5), available NOW!!



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“I can’t expect you to give me a pass or make it easy for me.” Iowa gestured toward the picture. “That man, my father, I know he loves me, but he was disappointed by my going to college, not proud. He wanted me to stay on the farm and worship each kernel as much as he did.” Iowa shook his head. “I can’t go back there. I’ll disappear, every part of who I am will disappear into those fields.”

Graham studied the tense set of Iowa’s jaw, the way he clutched the photo in desperation. There was actual fear in his eyes, pleading for understanding. Iowa had the look of a man who’d been backed into a corner and was anxiously searching for an escape.

~ Above is an excerpt from, Between the Lies, a spin-off series of Firehouse Six. :)


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Sexy Saturday Snippets!


“You are full of surprises,” Aaron muttered.

Wren studied the sated, mussed man who lay sprawled beneath him. “I like to think I have a few up my sleeve.”

“I promise I wasn’t planning to seduce you with reality TV,” Aaron murmured.

Wren smiled at him.

“I’m not easy. It takes more than that to get in my bunker pants.”

After pushing the damp locks of hair away from Aaron’s face, he placed a soft kiss on his full lips. “I knew what I was doing.”

“Yes, you did.” A sharp pinch on his ass accompanied the statement.

~ Excerpt from Lost in the Fire (Firehouse Six, book 5), available NOW!!



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Every year my family goes out on my sister’s birthday to walk around downtown to give away money to homeless individuals in need to honor my sister’s memory. She would have been 36 today. I dedicated Lost in the Fire to her:
To my sister, Elisa Joy, who was a beautiful and phenomenal person who fought addiction. She may have lost the battle, but those who remember her hold memories of a kind woman who changed many lives for the better and was an amazing friend.
To honor that dedication and the beauty of sharing I will be giving away books on my blog. It will be readers’ choice on the e-book you wish to have, please come comment and let me know what you love. Also a percentage of my royalties (everyday, not just today) of Lost in the Fire will be donated to the local LGBTQ Youth Community. Joy and happiness to everyone on this day~ Draven.

Blurb: Lost in the Fire

Aaron Evans embodies every complication Wren Tucker knows he doesn’t need. The tempting go-go dancer refuses to leave him alone and his attempts to get into Wren’s bunker pants don’t stop at the club–even the walls of the Firehouse aren’t safe. Wren’s control is only so strong, and his desire for Aaron is turning into a clawing need that’s digging through the many reasons keeping Aaron at bay.

Aaron is two cold showers away from hypothermia if the hot fireman of his dreams won’t give in to the lust he sees blazing in Wren’s eyes. The only issue is, Wren is a forever man, and Aaron doesn’t have that in him to give, not with so many secrets locked behind the glitter and gold of his beautiful world.

As Wren begins to cave to Aaron’s delicious demands, he gets a deeper view of the tarnished landscape Aaron exists in. A murky pit of drug addiction that’s slowly dragging Aaron under, and Wren is going to have to fight like hell to save Aaron from it, to even have a chance at a new beginning with the man who brought him out of the shadows.


A hoodie two or three sizes too big covered his upper body. The hood concealed the majority of his face. All Wren could make out was the man’s lower jaw and the way he was biting into his lower lip.

“Hello,” Wren said uncertainly. “Umm…”

The guy’s shoulders rose and fell on a deep breath as he twisted his hands together in front of him. Something familiar about him tickled the back of Wren’s brain. The way he fidgeted, maybe? Who did he remind him of?

“Do you need something?” The silence was a bit unnerving, and Wren wasn’t going to slam the door on the guy, but still.

With trembling hands, the guy pushed his hood back. Soft, silky black locks with dark blue tips, no longer red, fell in disarray around Aaron’s face. Shocked, Wren clutched the door frame to keep from reaching out to him. Aaron’s eyes were downcast, but Wren could see he wore no makeup. Never in all the time he’d known Aaron had he seen the man so unadorned.

“Aaron?” Wren didn’t know what to say beyond that. The last time they’d talked, things had ended so badly, and now here he stood.

Aaron chose that moment to gaze at him. His beautiful eyes shimmered. “I need help,” he whispered before his face crumpled, and tears tracked down his cheeks.

Wren’s chest constricted painfully and he drew Aaron into his arms, tucking him close, resting his chin on Aaron’s head.

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Sensual Saturday at Firehouse Six


“I’m going to get you to lose control.”

“Are you sure you want that?” Wren’s abs tightened beneath Aaron’s touch as he trailed his tongue lower, enjoying the salty taste of sweat on Wren’s skin.

Aaron brushed the edges of Wren’s scar, and the man jerked. “Aaron…”

While Aaron’s cock pulsed and his mind screamed for him to keep going south, a part of him remained frozen. Caressing the scar’s textured surface further, he pressed his lips to the curved edges of the tattoo covering it.

“Don’t,” Wren rasped out, the word sounding pained.

Aaron’s heart broke. “You’re so sexy,” he murmured, continuing to kiss and trace every inch of the scar. How could Wren believe this made him undesirable? “Don’t turn away from me.”

“I know what it looks like,” Wren said, low and rough.

~ Excerpt from Lost in the Fire (Firehouse Six, book 5), available NOW!!


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