I go where the story leads

(My Original Blog Post: -*http://www.jetmykles.com/2009/01/i-go-where-the-story-leads/)
Posted at Fiction with Friction about following my crazy characters through stories...

http://www.fictionwithfriction.com/2009/01/31/i-go-where-the-storyseries-leads/

EXCERPT - About Something

(My Original Blog Post: -*http://www.jetmykles.com/2009/01/excerpt-about-something/)
To be released by MLR Press February or March 2009

Pairing: m/m

Buy link coming soon

This is a very cool anthology. Kimberly Gardner and JP Bowie are the other authors.

A little bit of cross dressing action. This excerpt isn't exactly sexy maybe, but I think it gives a nice idea of the dynamic between Shawn and Roscoe before the true romance starts.

BTW, Shawn is in COLLEGE so he's old enough to be in one of my stories.

BLURB:

Switch roles? Roscoe may be a brilliant director, but Sean wants no part of this crazy idea. But when Roscoe suggests that Sean and his leading lady swap Beatrice for Benedict in their college’s production of Much Ado About Nothing, everyone else thinks it’s a terrific idea. Trapped by peer pressure and the awareness that Roscoe usually knows what he’s doing, Sean accepts the challenge only to quickly discover that he likes wearing skirts, both on and off stage. Even more than that, he likes the director’s reaction when he flashes a little leg.

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Bonnie held Shawn's upper arms, staring down into his eyes. "With no sauce that can be devised to it. I protest / I love thee."

Shawn clutched at her elbows, lowering his gaze and twisting his head to the side, facing the audience. "Why, then, God forgive me!"

Bonnie cupped Shawn's jaw with her palm, urging his face upward. "What offence, sweet Beatrice?"

"You have stayed me in a happy hour: I was about to / protest I loved you." Shawn let his voice go breathy just before raising his eyes to meet Bonnie's.

She put her arms around him, pulling him closer. "And do it with all thy heart."

He put his arms around her, smiling. "I love you with so much of my heart that none is / left to protest."

Bonnie leaned down, tilting her head for the kiss.

"Stop."

So the steampunk/fantasy story has been turned in. Not sure when it's going to be released but it's in Loose Id's hands now and off my back. It's called Surseine Judgment and I'll keep you posted.

Meantime, I'm going back to the rockers. No, not the Indigo Knights. Not yet. This one's still Heaven Sent. Gretchen Hobbes, their manager, is getting a story. Yes, I know, girls in yaoi? How could I? Well, I'm hoping my dear readers can forgive me this one. I thought Gretchen really needed a story. And, if it's any consolation, she gets two men. That help? In preparation for this story, I've been re-reading the HS books for the last week and making sure I've got my facts straight on them. I should be ready to get started this weekend. It's called Heaven Sent: Revelations. I guess it's technically book 6 but it feels like kind of an off-shoot. But, with this addition, maybe Genesis can go into print.

Some of you may have caught wind that I was going to start the next Dark Elves book after Judgment. Well... I was going to do that. But after a fantasy epic that kicked my ass and Dark Elves 5 that kicked my ass, I figured I needed a fantasy world break. Oh yeah, I had Unicorn and About Something in between there, but both of those were relatively short pieces. Dark Elves 6 promises to be longer and a tad complicated so I switched things around to give myself a break. If all goes as planned, the elves should be my next project after Revelations.

Let's see, what else do I have planned...? Devon Cream, About Something, and Pulling the Dragon's Tail should all come out in anthologies sometime this year. I plan to not sign up for any anthologies for at least the first half of this year in favor of doing books. I do plan on getting started on the Indigo Knights this year. I'm trying to put together the synopsis for Leashed 4 to send in any day now. I'm planning a sequel to One For The Team. I have an m/m Robin Hood idea that I'd really like to get started on and I just might go back to my "big book" sometime this year, if schedule permits.

That's all I can think of at the moment. Busy, busy! Thank you all for staying tuned!

I've been nominated! Thanks to LRC for the honor. Official voting begins at noon ET on Jan. 5th and runs till Jan. 17th. Winners are being announced at a special party on Jan. 19th from 7-9 p.m. ET and on Jan. 10th from 4-6 p.m. ET

Best Paranormal Book 2008:
Dark Elves 5: Discovery (Jet Mykles) Loose Id

Best Cover 2008:
Dark Elves 5: Discovery (Anne Cain for Jet Mykles) Loose Id

Best GBLT Author 2008:
Jet Mykles

Best Alternative lifestyle Book 2008:
Del Fantasma: Unicorn (Jet Mykles) AMP

Best Series 2008:
Del Fantasma (AMP)

Two new images.
http://www.jetmykles.com/2008/12/new-images-2/

Since Finn and his skirt was rather a hit around Halloween, thought I’d bring him and Jeff back for the December holidays. Besides, he showed me his new costume and I couldn’t resist.

Story is quite X-rated.

http://www.fictionwithfriction.com/2008/12/27/between-celebrations-candy/

got it finished after all.
http://www.jetmykles.com/2008/12/happy-holidays/
It's titled "Do Not Open Until Christms"
Caption: She'd given him a lot of toys as presents, but wouldn't let him play with himself until Christmas day.

Woot!

Jen and the boys serve one up for me. One For the Team has been nominated as a finalist in the Contemporary Erotic Romance category for the EPPIES!

Looks like I need to get my ass to Las Vegas in March.

Guess I should also look seriously at that rumored sequel... **whistles innocently**

My FWF ficlet went up today. Not terribly in depth, but I think it’s cute
http://www.fictionwithfriction.com/2008/11/29/thanksgiving-fic-holiday-nerves/

We just finished Halloween but we’re about to do it again. Join us on Fiction with Friction for a week of fiction and excerpts for the American Thanksgiving. November 23rd through 29th. Mine gets to end the week this time, on the 29th.

Due to be released late 2008 from MLR Press

Buy link soon

BLURB

From early morning wake-ups to prepared dinners, Steven can’t help taking care of – and falling for – his young, inexperienced neighbor. When the tables are turned, can Steven trust that Devon truly knows what he wants?

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Unedited excerpt ©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Crash!

The spoon in Steven’s hand slipped from his fingers, clattering to the table and spattering alfredo sauce. “What the …?”

“Watch it.” Patty stood, hands out to steady the pot in his hands.

Setting the pot down, he dropped the potholder beside it and rushed to the front door toward the sound, trusting Patty to clean up the small mess behind him.

Opening the door, he nearly stumbled over a basketball that came rolling into his apartment. Instinctively picking it up, he stuck his head out into the hallway to see where it had come from. To his left, the staircase leading up to the four studio apartments on the floor above his was strewn with personal effects, including a photo album that had spilled dozens of loose photographs over the worn cement slats. At the bottom of the stairs, a man with short, dark hair, dressed in a blue t-shirt and knee-length cut-off shorts, knelt over what looked to be a shattered glass object, muttering as he carefully picked up pieces.

“Hey.” Steven stepped into the hall, tucking the basketball underneath his arm. “You need help with that?”

The man looked up, and Steven was stunned to behold the face of an angel. Okay, maybe not an angel, but a damned beautiful male specimen, just the same. The hair was deep chestnut, cut short around his ears, mostly straight and glossy but with a little bit of a curl at the ends. A stray curl of said hair brushed dark, heavy brows that shielded the biggest, most amazing brown eyes Steven had ever seen, ringed with ridiculously long black lashes. A scattering of faint freckles dotted a patrician nose with a tip that listed slightly to the left, both it and the cheekbones sloping down toward a generous, kissable mouth perched right atop a small brown poet’s beard. That mouth was currently dropped open in surprise. The eyes were almost as wide as the mouth, and two telltale tears tracked down smooth cheeks the color of dark butterscotch.

Caught looking, Steven couldn’t help but take another step forward.

His movement seemed to break the immobility of the younger man. Quickly, he shook his head. “Uh, no. Uh, thanks.” He turned to look down at the glass at his feet, quickly swiping a sleeve over his cheek. “No, I, uh … I’m fine. I just …” He gestured at the glass. “Broke … something.”

Glancing down, Steven saw the remains of what might once have been a very pretty glass sculpture. He caught the elegant curve of a horse’s neck and a larger hunk of perhaps a carriage. “I’m sorry.”

The young man shrugged. Although the hair hid his face, Steven heard a small sniff. “My fault. I didn’t pack it right.” He shrugged again.

Steven put two and two together. “Are you the new tenant?”

The chestnut hair swayed in a nod.

“Well, hey, welcome to the building. Can I help you with some boxes or something?”

“Oh, no, that’s … nice of you, but no. I’ll have it done in …” A panicked look at the spilled personal effects around him, then another shrug. “I’ll get it done.”

“No worries.” Steven stepped past him and righted the box that lay over a few of the bottom stairs. “Let’s just get this stuff back in here. I’ve got a dust pan we can use to clean up the glass.” He kept his tone brisk, guessing that the glass figure had meant something special to the young man and not wanting to make him uncomfortable by noticing. Carefully, he picked up the picture album, trying not to spill any more loose photographs.

“You don’t have to …”

“Ahem.”

Steven stopped, a photo in his hand of the young man with a comely young woman, and looked over his shoulder to face Patty, who stood in his doorway, arms crossed over her considerable bosom. “Oh, hey!” He ignored her pointed look and dropped the album and photo into the box. “Patty, you go ahead and eat. I’m going to help out …” He looked down at the man kneeling beside him. “What’s your name?”

The man looked at Patty, no doubt noticing her impatient look. “What? Oh, Devon. Uh, hey, you don’t have to –”

“Devon.” Gorgeous name. Suited him. Too bad many of the pictures Steven spied spilling from the album were of him with girls. Which meant he was almost definitely straight. Too bad. Steven smiled up at Patty. “I’m going to help Devon here move the last of his stuff up to his place. He’s our new neighbor.”

Predictably, she wasn’t impressed, although some of the pique melted from her face as she finally got a good, hard look at Devon. Patty was even more susceptible to the helpless puppy look than he was, and this kid had the look down pat with the mannerisms to match. “Don’t be silly. I’ll put it back on the stove and cover it. Then I’ll come out and help you.”

“Wait!” Devon climbed to his feet, hand out toward her, but she’d already turned back inside. He couldn’t know that mere words wouldn’t stop Patty.

Because Devon was looking the other way, Steven took a look at him standing tall. “Tall” being the operative word. Steven was a respectable five foot ten, but the boy overshot him by at least half a foot, putting Steven eye-level with the gently curved jaw and the soft scruff of beard at the tip of Devon’s chin. Resisting the urge to reach out and test the strength in the broad shoulders within that worn t-shirt, Steven turned and knelt to continue picking stuff off the stairs.

“Hey, wait.”

A hand on his arm made him pause, although he didn’t look up. Not good to ogle the new guy too much.

“You don’t have to do this. You were just about to eat, and your wife’s waiting for you.”

Steven had to grin. “No worries. She’s not my wife, and it’ll wait.” He dumped a few more things into the box. “Besides –” He picked up the box and finally looked back at Devon. “– this way you can join us. You eaten yet?”

Indecisiveness twisted that gorgeous mouth to the side. “Well, no …”

“I thought not. Let’s get your stuff upstairs, and I’ll welcome you to the building by feeding you. You’ve got to be hungry.”

“No. That’s nice of you but …” Despite Devon’s protests, his belly took that moment to growl its own opinion.

Steven smiled. Bracing the box underneath one arm, he reached out and finally took a squeeze of one of those arms. Very nice. Strong and firm, with good tone. “No protesting, my man. We’re neighbors now. You’ve got to give Patty and me a chance to get to know you.”

Maybe his smile did it. Steven didn’t know, but whatever he did, Devon finally smiled. Sweet Jesus, the boy had a gorgeous smile. Steven had to send urgent messages to his crotch to keep it from filling at the mere sight.

Devon nodded. “Okay. Thanks.”

Steven held out his hand for a shake. “Steven Connolly.”

Devon took it and gave it a good shake. “Devon Pavenic.”

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Click here for my website’s main page on Devon Cream

I've started off the Fiction with Friction Helluvaween ficlets. 'Tis X-rated, naughty me.

Enjoy

http://www.fictionwithfriction.com/2008/10/25/helluvaween-skirt

Del Fantasma: Unicorn is now available!

Buy it here

BLURB:

It takes a special kind of virgin to bind a unicorn.
Scott would never have dreamed he was pure of body, heart and soul, but then he had no cause to believe unicorns even existed until he reluctantly drove to Del Fantasma late one night to rescue his stranded brother, Bryan.
Jack may be a unicorn, but he’s he avoids virgins like the plague. The chance of meeting that special type of virgin is slim-to-none in bars like Del Fantasma and he delights in every opportunity to feed his own lusty appetites while he can. After all, a unicorn may be undeniably attracted to virgins but that doesn’t mean he has to be one himself.
Unfortunately for Jack’s plans, their bond is instantly formed when he meets Scott. Jack is now Scott’s to command. He just has to convince him what he is, something that sounds a lot easier than it is.
And Bryan? Well, it turns out that their meeting wasn’t entirely by chance. Bryan was instructed by a group of vampires to get the two together. Now that he has, can Jack and Scott discover the threat against them and save Bryan in time?

Read more about it on my website here

EXCERPT - Del Fantasma: Unicorn

To be released from Aspen Mountain Press October 2008

Pairing: m/m

Buy link will be in this category soon

This is for the Del Fantasma line at AMP.

Also, check out a few choice images in this gallery for a peek at Jack and Scott

BLURB:

It takes a special kind of virgin to bind a unicorn.

Scott would never have dreamed he was pure of body, heart and soul, but then he had no cause to believe unicorns even existed until he reluctantly drove to Del Fantasma late one night to rescue his stranded brother, Bryan.

Jack may be a unicorn, but he’s he avoids virgins like the plague. The chances of meeting that special type of virgin is slim-to-none in bars like Del Fantasma and he delights in every opportunity to feed his own lusty appetites while he can. After all, a unicorn may be undeniably attracted to virgins but that doesn’t mean he has to be one himself.

Unfortunately for Jack’s plans, their bond is instantly formed when he meets Scott. Jack is now Scott’s to command. He just has to convince him what he is, something that sounds a lot easier than it is.

And Bryan? Well, it turns out that their meeting wasn’t entirely by chance. Bryan was instructed by a group of vampires to get the two together.  Now that he has, can Jack and Scott discover the threat against them and save Bryan in time?

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Unedited excerpt ©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Scott took a deep, steadying breath and walked into the bar. It was really very, well, ordinary. He'd expected a dark smoky den of iniquity and was quite taken aback to find a nice but very normal looking bar. The moderate crowd that filled the tables and booths didn't look like denizens of the underworld or like shadowy creatures of the night. He'd expected a much more seedy bar for some reason. Allowing himself another breath, he stepped into the dimmed light.

Heaven Sent prints

For those who were interested in prints of the fab image PL Nunn did of the Heaven Sent boys, she's got it up on her website now. Click on the link at the bottom of the page to order a print.

http://ping.fm/bx8E9

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DIK (Desert Island Keepers)

Oh man, I suck! I totally forgot to post here that I was a guest author on DIK last week. I blame Yaoicon.

http://ping.fm/xW0PA

Here's a link to my guest spot.

I would highly suggest looking around. Ally Blue, Laura Baumbach and JL Langley were guests the same week and there've been some other fabulous guests too. (continue reading &aquo;)

hey, I've been nominated

The Lion's Share has been nominated for an award at Night Owl Romances

http://ping.fm/U0JaQ

Thanks Night Owl! (continue reading &aquo;)

Yaoicon report

Sorry guys, it's taken me a few days to get my life/mind back together. As you may know, I attended Yaoicon in San Francisco last week. Had a good time.

Forgot my camera so I thank my good friends Jade, James and Luisa for allowing me to post a few pics of theirs on my site: http://ping.fm/XDyl3

The very best single thing that happened all week happened in the first few minutes of Saturday after we'd opened the booth. Imagine my surprise to look up and see someone standing there dressed as one of MY characters!! It was too damn cool!

I met a lot of wonderful people. Thank you to those who came by to say hi, with an additional thank you to those who bought my books :D Much appreciated.

Loved seeing my author buddies again. It was a whirlwind week, though, so I didn't get to spend much time with them outside of the vendor room. But that's okay. We'll get together again soon.

OH! If you go look at the pictures, do pause to appreciate Tall, Dark and Yummy. He was SO very hot! (continue reading &aquo;)

FWF day at Literary Nymphs Yahoo Chat

Join me and my fellow Fiction with Friction buddies at Literary Nymphs on Saturday, October 25th from 3-7PM Pacific time

http://ping.fm/9q0Gd (continue reading &aquo;)

Loose Ends Post - The elves are back to continue what I've started

I posted about what I write over at Loose Ends, the unofficial Loose Id authors' blog

http://ping.fm/M9OLj (continue reading &aquo;)