An Author Revealed

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You know often I am asked, “Who are you really?” As if my identity is a secret. I don’t share my image because it doesn’t relate to my books.  I write about love, sex, and strong connections between men.  Recently I had someone question whether I was actually a woman….I doubt this is a unique situation in regard to authors.  So, who am I?  I write these fabulous books, these beautiful characters.  I love my readers and their support. They make me a better author, a better person, and provide infinite inspiration.  Who questioned my person? Well, let’s just say he was someone with a tear, and he believed I was not the person I am.  This woman you see is Draven unmasked.  Oh, and a hot man below because who doesn’t love those?! Plus for the readers who love Club Syn (and all my other wicked readers).  You’ll meet this man.   This is a future character I’m working with.  He is beautiful, flawed, and captivating. mg_0125_by_beepictures-d5wwz40


Hello A.S. 


Hopping into 2018 with Hot MM Reads


Merry, Merry, all you wonderful readers! Thank you for joining in on Hopping into 2018 with Hot MM Reads. The books I write range from my hot Firehouse Six series (5 books and counting..), Pack of Light shifters (2 books and counting), many single titles, and of course the Picture Perfect series I co-author with LL Dahlin.
I’m all about creating beautifully broken characters because the flaws are what make a character strong and passionately unique.
Since the holiday season may have left us readers lacking in funds to fuel our book thirsty imaginations, I’ll be giving away a 30 dollar Amazon gift card. Just leave a comment below or on my Facebook page, revealing to me your favorite sub genre of MM. Do you like the gay for you? The nerd/jock? Perhaps a May/December? The stoic hero? The flawed romeo? What do you turn to when you want to snuggle up and get lost another world?
After you’ve had your fun on my page be sure to jump over and visit the next author on this little adventure…Lucy Lennox.



Next book! Let me hear what you WANT!


I’m sorry for not getting my sexy guys out to you. Let me just say that life has been pretty busy. I’d love your input….which do you want most?
Pack of Light: Jacob and Cory.
Firehouse Six: Gavin and Cole.
Club Syn: Ari and Luca.
Spin off of Firehouse Six: Bastian (EMT) and Cooper.
Picture Perfect: Gabe and Mason.
I will be doing ALL of them, just looking for input into what you want most! You guys are great and I adore you!!




Sexy Saturday at Club Syn


“Do you think these jeans make my ass look too big?” Ari asked. He looked over at his roommate Spencer who stood frozen in the kitchen, his hand cradling a cup of coffee. A staple for the college student who was constantly doing homework late into the night. He learned early on that Spencer’s hours weren’t much different than those of a party boy, but more boring.


Ari tried to glanced over his shoulder, but nearly fell backwards. “Well?”

“I think if they were any tighter you would be on the floor in need of CPR. How does that not hurt your…” A pink blush colored Spencer’s cheeks when he gestured below Ari’s waist. “You know.”

“My cock? My slong? My dick?” Ari grinned, when Spencer reddened further. Ari’s homegrown Iowa roommate was shy as could be and adorable to boot. If he weren’t shagging one of the college professors Ari still might be trying to sneak his way into those well worn levis. “Well, sugar, the trick is all in the way you tuck your package. You don’t want any damage done if you get hard when you see Mr. Right or Mr. Right now. A zipper imprint is not sexy.”

Spencer shook his head. “You’re insane.”

“I’m determined.”

~ Above is an excerpt from book two in the Club Syn series.  🙂  



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Sexy Saturday at Firehouse Six


“I’ll leave in the morning. The list of people who won’t kill me for calling them for a ride is much longer when the sun comes up. I can meet them somewhere nearby”

Cole scooted a little closer, his small hand settled on Gavin’s thigh, and his voice dropped to a silky low tempting rasp. “Pretty, please.”

To his shock Gavin’s cock jerked in his jeans. He’d never been the focus of Cole’s seductive charms. He didn’t like it. Especially when he felt like Cole was manipulating him. “Don’t do that.”


“Be flirty with me to get your way.” Gavin kept one hand on the steering wheel, but removed Cole’s from his thigh.

“You can stay at my place, on the couch.” Without casting one more look Cole’s way Gavin chanted in his head, ‘Need to get home to sleep. Need to get home to sleep. Need to get home to sleep.’

Nothing good ever happens after two am.

~ Above is an excerpt from Firehouse Six, book 6, Gavin and Cole’s story.  🙂  



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Sexy Saturday Snippet


         Brayden shoved Croix against the wall. Slamming into him with a bruising kiss, while holding him captive with his hands threaded through Croix’s hair. He ground against Croix trying to get as close as he could with their clothes still on. The delicious cup and squeeze of Croix’s hands on his ass had him moaning. Had his body drawn tight on the edge too soon, just a little more…


~ Above is an excerpt from, The Closer I Get (Picture Perfect, book 1), a book by Draven St. James and LL Dahlin. Available Now!  




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The Closer I Get


The Closer I Get is available Now!!

         Croix Matthews has been hot for his best friend Brayden O’Conner since the moment he rescued the homeless boy from the street as a teen. Since everyone in his world, including Brayden, thinks he’s straight he’s had no luck with his timid attempts at letting his friend know he’d like a shot at being more, but with International super model Brayden finally boyfriend free the time to go full throttle is now.
Brayden hears his friend’s plea for assistance and assumes his straight bestie needs help with the ladies. Although he all but chokes on the task he’d do anything for the man who saved his life. If that means not investigating the meaning behind the shy come hither looks Croix is always throwing at him, so be it.
The closer they get to each other the more they can see how large the obstacles are. Will they stand strong together or will they let themselves be torn further apart?


With an evil little chuckle, he glanced at Croix then back at a the row of bottles ranging from scotch, tequila, to vodka. All aged twelve years and older.


“Oh, I know what we can do.” Brayden tapped along the bottles until he found the tequila of his dreams. This would work just fine. Snagging the liquid gold he held the bottle out to Croix.

Croix’s eyes went wide, and he shook his head, backing away. “No. Last time we drank I woke up with purple hair and a tattoo of ‘Get it while it’s hot’ on my ass.

Brayden burst into laughter. “Do you still have that?” He very vividly recalled the scrolled lettering across Croix’s delectable, right cheek. Hell, he had a picture of it on his phone. Not that he’d tell Croix. Ever.

Croix scowled. “I’m not drinking with you.”

“Come on, show me the tattoo.” Brayden cradled the bottle and peeked around Croix like he could see through his clothes.

“Stop it, you perv,” Croix demanded. “I blame you for that thing ever being on my body. I still think you were sober enough to stop it. The only way you get answers is if I become a stripper and perform a private show.”

What I wouldn’t give for a private show, Brayden thought while keeping the words under lock and key. Instead he said, “I was sloshed, truly.”

“I’m still not drinking with you.”

“Come on,” Brayden insisted. “There isn’t a tattoo place for miles, and no hair dye in the house, right? The worst I could do is shave off all your body hair and maybe take embarrassing photos to add to my collection.” Brayden had tons. There was rarely a time when he didn’t sneak a pic, and a drunk Croix was a sight to behold.

“You’re not selling your case here.” Croix put his hands on his hips, one brow raised.

“Fine, I’ll do double shots while you do singles,” Brayden offered, knowing even with those odds Croix would still get hammered way before him. Croix could get drunk on the vapors of hard alcohol.

Croix exhaled loudly, running his hand through the silky locks of hair Brayden longed to touch before muttering, “Fine, but if I go all Blare Witch in the forest with my camera phone, you’re in deep shit.” Croix snatched the bottle. “Get the glasses, and I’ll get some soda. There’s no way I can drink tequila without a backer.”

Brayden laughed when Croix gave the bottle a dirty look.


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