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Coming in July from Sean Michael

I’ve got lots of stuff coming out in July.

 

Chess: End Game will be available on all the distributors on July 4.

Welcome Home will be re-released by Amber Allure on July 6.

Drawing Straws: Joe will be released by Resplendence Publishing on July 16.

Size Matters will be released by Totally Bound on July 18.

Silver Edges (part of the Edge of Danger PAX) will be released by Amber Allure on July 20

And I have a story in the Designated Bottoms anthology coming from Torquere Press on July 30.

 

It’s going to be a hot summer!

 

Sean Michael

smut fixes everything – www.seanmichaelwrites.com

 

Put a Ring on It by Sean Michael now available!

Jim and Marcus from the Hammer Club series got married last summer in Hitched. This year, Billy and Montana contemplate the institution in Put a Ring On It.

 

The proposal was the easy part, but can Marcus and Jim survive planning the wedding?

Jim asked Marcus to marry him on Valentine’s Day and his master said yes. That should have been the hard part, right? Jim goes into full perfectionist mode, though, wanting everything to be just right for his master, and soon he’s stressed and unhappy.

When the planning also interferes with Marcus and Jim’s usual routine, miscommunication and misunderstandings follow. Is a wedding really worth all the aggravation?

Hitched can be found here.

 

 

Marriage is in the air at the Hammer Club! While celebrating Marcus and Jim’s first year anniversary with them, the question of marriage comes up between Billy and Montana.

Montana is less than receptive to the concept, though, surprising Billy. Not willing to leave it alone, Billy digs until he finds out what Montana’s objections are, allowing the long-term couple to reconnect.

Will Billy put a ring on it? Or is marriage just not in the cards for them?

This story is also in the They Do M/M Anthology.

Put a Ring on it is here.

 

Don’t forget to comment on any of my posts today for a chance to win an ebook copy of Chess: End Game!

Sean Michael

smut fixes everything – www.seanmichaelwrites.com

 

Superpowered Love – In Distress

In Distress
 
Hopeless romantic Eddie Kim acts out his favorite ‘rescued by the white knight’ fantasies through weekly D&D campaigns, but had almost given up hope of ever getting a real one. Then Callum, a mysterious red-head with freezing superpowers and a memorable kiss, saves him from a house but disappears without a trace. Taking pity on him, Eddie’s friends look to craiglist to relocate his hero.
 
Unfortunately, the publicity brings down the kind of attention Callum Race been trying to avoid; he’s in town to try and clear his family name, and now the dangerous superpowered organization he needs to thwart know he’s come home again. Still, he can’t help following up with Eddie.
 
The heat between Callum and Eddie flares instantly, and Eddie insists on helping to undo the damage his romantic notions have done. The problem: that will mean becoming embroiled in a nefarious plot, not to mention a superpowered world Eddie didn’t even know existed a week ago. The ‘bad guys’ will try to trick and use him, and in the meantime he has to convince Cal to trust him enough to be the white knight for once–and for real–instead of the perpetual damsel in distress.
 

 

Now available from Loose IdAmazonBarnes & Noble, and ARe. Want more info? Check out the In Distress page for character stats and other shinies. Win a copy today from this TRS party, too!

 

Excerpt — “Hero Reversal”

“I can’t.”
 
At first, I thought Cal meant he couldn’t give me a chance to fix what I’d broken. Then I realized he was staring at my lips with that starving-wolf look and realized he meant he couldn’t kiss me. I blinked. “When did that happen?”
 
“I feel like…like I’m taking advantage or something.”
 
Okay, now I was offended. “Of me?”
 
He looked away; I followed his gaze and saw the server coming back. Once she settled everything in front of us, Callum buried his face in a giant gulp of Honeyed Fox before speaking again. “You think I’m some kind of hero. I’m not. I fucked up my chance of clearing Harry, and I put you in what’s probably mortal peril, and I confused the shit out of you. This whatever is going on with us…this is not some…some storybook adventure.”
 
I tried not to show it, but damn, I felt like I’d just been slapped. I took a long pull of my beer, but yep, still hurt when I was done. Jesus. “I’m not a child.”
 
“Then listen to me, and get the hell out of town. Go, be responsible, and I’ll stay here and be responsible. And maybe someday we can do this. But it’s not right.”
 
I picked up a pretzel and pointed it at him, narrowing my eyes. “You know what? Fuck you.”
 
His mouth fell slightly open. God, it was unfair how pretty his lips were like that. All I could think of was them around my cock last night. Even as my face was flushing with anger for his stupid, highhanded crap, I wanted to yank him under the table and feel them again, right there in the middle of the bar.
 
I dipped the pretzel into cheese sauce pointedly, like I was drowning his objections in nacho-flavored goodness, or some other horrible metaphor. Then I bit it off and chewed even morepointedly. Yeah, take that. “You think you’re being noble, don’t you? Protecting me from myself. You say you’re not my knight in shining armor; then you treat me like a damsel in distress. Okay, fine, you don’t know me very well. I know what I look like, Cal, and—”
 
“It’s not about—”
 
“And yeah, sometimes, I wanna be rescued. It’s a pretty standard fantasy. And you did rescue me. And okay, I got a little stupid about it. I like getting stupid about things. I’m sometimes bored and sad and lonely, and it keeps me entertained. My life is not that exciting.”
 
He tried to interrupt again with, “I’m not saying—”
 
“Shut up, seriously. Let me finish.” I pointed what was left of the pretzel at him again before dunking it and biting it off, this time as if to send some sort of message about just how resolved I was. I don’t know; the pretzel thing made sense in my head at the time. (Also, those are damn good pretzels. Just saying.) “So you rescued me, and I’m still alive—and what I know of you, which is that you’re kind, compassionate, intelligent, loyal, and awkward as hell, I like. All of that means I can’t just leave you high and dry, trying to clear your family’s name, without being unable to sleep for the rest of my life.
 
“I can help. I want to help.” There, finally, I paused again. I reached out and covered his long, pale hand on the table with one of mine. “Let me help.”
 
He looked at our hands for a moment, cheeks flushed beneath the freckles, then took another long pull of his beer. “I’ll think of something else.”
 
“How long have you been trying?”
 
He met my gaze again, but as if ashamed. “A month.”
 
“That’s my fault.” I felt it too. I didn’t know any other way to express it to him, just how bad I wanted to make things right. This wasn’t a game, and I wasn’t a damsel in distress. I could be the knight when someone needed me. And he did. “You’re just too nice to say it.”
 
He shook his head, obviously frustrated. (I have that effect. What can I say?) “It’s not your fault. I should’ve—”
 
I reached out, tilted his chin up, and leaned in to shut him up with another kiss. Shorter this time, but hard enough to mash our lips between teeth. Tasted like beer and pretzels and desperation. “It’s okay. It’s okay. I can tell you need it.”
 
He didn’t even ask what. Just muttered, “I don’t…”
 
“You do.” He needed help, and I could feel him broadcasting it almost as intensely as how much he wanted me. Maybe even more. My heart hurt for him. And okay, yeah, I know I’m easy. I’ve always been easy like that, body and heart, and it’s dragged me through more emotional mud than I like to remember. But how could I resist this one? “How long have you been lost?”
 
“Since Harry died, I guess.” It sounded like the admission had been wrung out of him, like the last drops of water from a towel.
 
“Some who wander are lost.” I ran my finger over his forearm, though the tattoo was hidden by the hoodie. Made perfect sense now why he had chosen that line.
 
He snorted out a little laugh. “Yeah. I was just trying to convince myself, getting that.”
 
“Yeah.” I pecked him on the lips again but sat back after, relocating my hand to his thigh under the table. Part reassuring squeeze, part oh God, those thighs, I want them wrapped around my head. “It’s okay. It’s okay to feel good. I don’t think we’re in love. We don’t have to ride off into the sunset. I’m not working on illusions here. I just like you.”
 
He laughed. It was a small, helpless thing, lost in the buzz of the bar.
 
I went on. “Let me help you. Because it’s the right thing to do. And let me kiss you, if you want to be kissed.”
 
The way he shifted in his seat, the way his thigh tensed under my hand… I needed to get him out of there and into bed as soon as possible. So, naturally, I kissed him again, this time slow and long, working my mouth against his. His hand tangled in my hair, freezing cold, warming against my scalp slowly and sending little chills down my spine. Or maybe that was just the way the tip of his tongue raced wetly against the edges of my top teeth, then flicked back to smooth over the roof of my mouth before he drew it back again.
 
Ugh, God, what a glorious tease. I slipped my hand up his thigh beneath the table.
 
And of course Stacy chose that moment to show up and flop into the chair on the other side of me. “Well, well, well, you’d never guess we had Craigslist to thank for this.”
 
I groaned and pulled my lips off Callum’s—but not my hand off his leg—to give Stacy a dirty look.
 
Cal was glancing around suspiciously again but still blushed beautifully. Even his freckles darkened as he pulled the cap back down to cover his face better. Ugh, freckles were so kissable.
 
“Nice to see you two so hard at work solving your life problems,” Stacy said cheerfully, sliding a key across the table to me. 

The Millionaire’s Mistake by Sean Michael

I’ve just had my first release through All Romance Ebooks — I took part in their Bad Boys series which were released in May.

 

Is it too late to win back the heart of the man he loves?

When Reid Allen said no to spoiled millionaire Ambrose Walter Simpson five years ago, AW kicked him out on his ass. Now AW is ready to admit he’s thrown away the only man he ever truly loved.

The rich bad boy has learned the value of sticking around when the going gets tough. But is it too late to make amends and win Reid back?

You can find it here.

 

It’s currently #2 on their bestseller list!

 

Sean Michael

smut fixes everything – http://www.seanmichaelwrites.com

 

Last Chance for contest

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I’m giving away a 5GC from Amazon and a book from my backlist.

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Put A Ring On It by Sean Michael, pg excerpt

I have a story in Torquere Press’ They Do anthology!

Put a Ring on It takes place a year after Hitched, and features Billy and Montana.

Marriage is in the air at the Hammer Club! While celebrating Marcus and Jim’s first year anniversary with them, the question of marriage comes up between Billy and Montana.

 Montana is less than receptive to the concept, though, surprising Billy. Not willing to leave it alone, Billy digs until he finds out what Montana’s objections are, allowing the long-term couple to reconnect.

 Will Billy put a ring on it? Or is marriage just not in the cards for them?

Available on June 18 from Torquere Press!

PG Excerpt:

Billy cleared his throat and raised his glass, waiting for his dinning companions to quiet.
“A toast. To Marcus and Jim. Happy first anniversary.”
“Happy anniversary!” Everyone applauded, then clinked their glasses together.
Jim was in Marcus’ lap, hiding his head in his master’s neck.
Laughing, Marcus nodded to them. “Thanks, guys.”
“Don’t be shy, Jim. It’s good to celebrate.” His Montana was laughing, teasing.
Billy looked at Marcus who smiled back at him, winked.
“Oh-ho. Someone has his sub plugged or bound,” Billy noted. Marcus and Jim were damn kinky. It was a joy to see.
“Lucky duck.” Tanny was in rare form.
“Quack, quack.” Jim grinned after quacking as Marcus laughed out loud again.
Tanny cackled, then leaned over and kissed Jim playfully. Jim looked easier in his skin when they’d all settled back into their seats and the laugher faded.
“Seriously, though, I wouldn’t have thought being officially married would have made a difference, but you two do look happier than ever.” Billy had to smile; there was a peace in the air around their friends now.
“It’s another layer of commitment,” Jim answered. “A legal one.”
Marcus nodded. “Jim is right. And I like being able to call you my husband, baby.”

 

“You two are adorable.” Montana chuckled at them, looking fond.
He bumped Montana’s shoulder. “You don’t want to be able to call me your husband?” Billy actually liked being called Master, but he also liked to tease.
“Like you want to marry me.”
“Of course I do.” It was a knee jerk answer and the utter truth.
“Nonsense.” Tanny leaned over, kissed him. “Do you want anything from the bar, Master? I need another water.”
“I want some lemonade.” He watched Montana go, considering his boy. Tanny didn’t believe that he would marry him? Billy didn’t like that. Of course he’d marry his boy. It simply hadn’t come up between them. Now that it had, he would have to come up with the best way to ask. Well, he already had definite ideas about that, actually.

 

And if you can’t wait until They Do comes out for a wedding story, here’s the info on Hitched:

The proposal was the easy part, but can Marcus and Jim survive planning the wedding?

Jim asked Marcus to marry him on Valentine’s Day and his master said yes. That should have been the hard part, right? Jim goes into full perfectionist mode, though, wanting everything to be just right for his master, and soon he’s stressed and unhappy.

When the planning also interferes with Marcus and Jim’s usual routine, miscommunication and misunderstandings follow. Is a wedding really worth all the aggravation?

You can find it here.

 

Sean Michael

smut fixes everything – http://www.seanmichaelwrites.com

 

Royal Line by Sean Michael, now available!

It’s out! And if you pick it up from the publisher, it’s 35% off!

 

Tiger shifter Grio has one job, finding dormant tiger shifters and introduction them to the world of Saffron Tigers. When he finds Professor Phoenix Lamoure, he soon finds out that Headquarters got a couple of key points wrong – Phoenix isn’t actually a professor, but he is Saffron Tiger royalty – a member of the lost royal line.

Phoenix didn’t have things easy growing up, his mother spent most of her life in a mental institution, and he spent his formative years in foster care. When a stranger approaches and tries to find out about his family history, he’s wary. When said stranger actually kidnaps him, all bets are off!

Can he ever believe what Grio has to tell him? Or will he be forever convinced that he’s as crazy as his mother was?

It’s available here.

Sean Michael

smut fixes everything — http://www.seanmichaelwrites.com

Mon Frere: Facing Our Fears M/M Taboo

MonFacing2   Michael’s taboo series, N’awlins Exotica paranormal is on book four with 2 to go for Ryland and Ryder. This is the latest boook. Mon Frere, Facing Our Fears featuring my twins finding out more about their deceased maker and the demon that wants to kill them.

Ryland and Ryder are in danger…

Celebrating their 298th birthday, the Durand brothers are still at an impasse over their third, Dale Mooney, and the cause of their maker Gren DuMont’s death. As they battle personality clashes, Ryland and Ryder set out to slay Gren’s killer as well as conquer their own fears; Ryder’s fear of losing Ryland to Dale and Ryland’s fear of the unknown lurking around their safe haven in New Orleans.

With little help from the demon Valios, the twins travel to Paris to meet the murderer face to face but will their own insecurities impede their goal of slaying the killer? At this point they only have each other to rely on and the fate of all vampires lies in their hands.

PG Excerpt

“Ah, damnit Gren, you were a terrible note keeper.” Ryder slammed the book closed and shoved it away. “I learned a little but nothing that will help me to get into the soul sucker’s head. I need an advantage, you know? And Valios says he’s done helping me for now.” Ryder raked his nails through his black hair and tied it back in a ponytail. “Shi…” Not liking his change, he tore the holder out of his hair and tossed it. “No, I don’t like my hair like that, damnit. We really need some answers from the council and fast. How are we gonna stop all these switches and shit? I don’t wanna be timid or write books or tie my hair back. I like my shit flowing in the wind behind me.” Ryder twirled his strands around his fingertips. “Shi…I’m not learning anything down here; might as well join the party upstairs.” Ryder forced himself up from the chair but stopped when he tapped into his brother’s subconscious. “Oh, so you’re topping, huh? I wanted to do you, bro, but I guess…” Ryder dragged his feet to the door. “You’re busy then. I wanted you and you alone, Ry, but you couldn’t wait to get your hands back on your human.” Ryder clenched his fists, feeling his anger rise by the minute. Why, just why couldn’t his brother hold off on being with Dale; at least until they’d finished the night. Bearing his incisors, he growled, and his eyes shifted in color. “I’m your lover and your brother, Ryland. I should be first and foremost in your mind and in your bed!” Ryder held onto his temples to try keeping the change from happening, but it didn’t work. Within moments he was the fearful vamp that needed to kill in order to be satisfied. Ryder roared and ran towards the door, dashing into the hallway before making his way out of the house.  The heat surrounded him, and his chest burned from the amount of air he took into his lungs. “Arggh!” Wanting blood, Ryder scoped the streets for anyone who could fulfill his desire for sexual contact and blood all at the same time.

Who will be my victim tonight?

Ready to strike, Ryder hid behind a parked car and watched a couple making out on the doorstep not more than fifty feet away. “Yes, you both shall be my partners tonight.” Ryder rubbed his hands together and swiped his thick tongue across his lips. “And then you’ll be a very hearty dinner for me and my brother.”

Royal Line by Sen Michael, Adult Excerpt

As promised, an adult excerpt for Royal Line.

 

Tiger-shifter Grio has one job, locating dormant tiger-shifters and introducing them to the world of Saffron Tigers. When he finds Professor Phoenix Lamoure, he soon discovers that Headquarters got a couple of key points wrong—Phoenix isn’t actually a professor, but he is Saffron Tiger royalty, a member of the lost royal line.

Phoenix didn’t have things easy growing up. His mother spent most of her life in a mental institution, and he spent his formative years in foster care. When a stranger approaches and tries to unearth his family history, Phoenix becomes wary. And when the stranger actually kidnaps him, all bets are off!

Can Phoenix ever believe what Grio has to tell him? Or will he be forever convinced that he’s as crazy as his mother?

Available here on Sunday!

Adult Excerpt:

He’d never met someone he instantly wanted, someone he could simply hump. This man, though? Crazy, kidnapping, weird and fucking hot. And Phoenix wanted him like he’d never wanted anyone else.

Leaning in toward him, Grio moved in for a kiss. Phoenix met the man halfway, one hand wrapping around the back of Grio’s head. Mouth dropping onto his, Grio kissed him. It wasn’t gentle or tentative. It was all male.

He met Grio head on, the kiss going wild almost immediately. Big hands wrapped around his ass, pulling him up against Grio’s solid body. His cock was hard as a diamond, and when their skin touched, he damn near shot.

Grio growled into his mouth and deepened the kiss further. He rumbled back, rocking them together, slamming them together.

Grio backed him up against the wall, humping against him. Their teeth clacked together, the tinge of blood in their kiss. Grio’s hand moved back to his hair, fingers threading through it. The tug made his eyes cross, made his belly clench.

Biting his lower lip, Grio drew more blood. He wrapped one leg around Grio, dragging them together.

“Gonna be in so much trouble for this.” Grio dived back in for another kiss, grinding against him.

Trouble. He turned into a tiger. A royal fucking tiger. What was trouble?

It didn’t matter anyway, Grio’s kisses were making him ache, making him want to crawl into the man. Every touch made him gasp, made him twist and meet Grio halfway. He couldn’t remember ever being so hard.

His hips rolled, his head falling back, banging against the wall. One of Grio’s big hands cradled his head from the wall, but not his ass, which slammed against it again and again. His body shuddered, shaking with pleasure, with pressure. Grio’s other hand wrapped around his cock, both their cocks, pressing them together.

“Yes.” He snarled the word, nodded. “Harder.”

Grio tightened his hold, jacking their pricks. Phoenix nodded and focused on fucking Grio’s lips, stealing his breath.

Needy moans filled his mouth. That was it. Just like that. Come on.

Grio’s thumbnail caught his slit. Fuck. He arched, shooting hard, marking Grio with his scent. Roaring, Grio came as well, more come splashing up over their cocks. They rocked for a minute, their spunk mingling.

 

Sean Michael

smut fixes everything — http://www.seanmichaelwrites.com

 

The Millionaire’s Mistake by Sean Michael, adult excerpt

I am taking part in ARE’s Bad Boys month. My story is The Millionaire’s Mistake and it is currently available for pre-order — it’ll be out for download on May 20th!

 

Is it too late to win back the heart of the man he loves?

When Reid Allen said no to spoiled millionaire Ambrose Walter Simpson five years ago, AW kicked him out on his ass. Now AW is ready to admit he’s thrown away the only man he ever truly loved.

The rich bad boy has learned the value of sticking around when the going gets tough. But is it too late to make amends and win Reid back?

You can pre-order it here!

 

Adult Excerpt

Laughing, AW went to Reid. “How about a hug from me?”

Reid put a hand in the center of AW’s chest. “You’re… What’s wrong? Are you doing some weird twelve-step thing?”

“No. I want you back. I want you on your knees again, begging me to fuck you, calling me ‘sir’. I want you in my life.” He wasn’t playing games this time around and he figured his best bet was to be upfront, right from the start.

“I don’t do that anymore. That’s not in my life. I have sweet, easy love affairs. No kink, no leather, nothing extreme.” Reid met his gaze defiantly.

“Nothing exciting, nothing real,” AW countered.

“I have a life!” Reid poked him in the center of his chest, hard. “I fucking hate you!”

He grabbed Reid’s hand and held on. “I can change that.” No one with this much passion was done. No one. And that one angry sentence told him that he had a chance, that Reid still cared.

He used his hold on Reid’s hand to bring him in and dropped his mouth over Reid’s. The man tasted like coffee and like Reid. Reid jerked, went stiff for a second—long enough that AW considered pulling back—and then one hand wrapped around his head, and Reid dove into the kiss like it was the only thing keeping him alive.

Fuck yes.

AW took Reid’s mouth, put all their years of being apart into it.

“Fucking hate you.” Reid bit his bottom lip.

“I know.” AW could definitely work with that.

He slid his hand along Reid’s body, headed toward that ass to see if it was still as tight as it had been. Reid was in amazing fucking shape, slender and hard, and yes, that ass was like a rock.

Groaning, AW brought their mouths back together again. He was shit at talking and feelings, but this he could do. This he excelled at.

They rocked together, both of them hard as diamonds, both of them biting and moaning. He backed Reid up slowly, aiming to get him up against the nearest wall.

Reid managed to pull a glare up for him. “Not doing this. Go away.”

“Your mouth is saying no, your body is saying fuck me now.”

Someone hadn’t been treating this amazing slut with the attention Reid needed. AW could change that. He could make Reid sing and purr.

Biting at Reid’s lower lip, AW made Reid jerk and push against his body.

God, he wanted to hear Reid beg.

He got them to the wall, his body pushing hard against Reid’s. Then he grabbed Reid’s hands, putting them up over Reid’s head before going in for another kiss.

How many times had he plundered this mouth and tongue-fucked Reid into insanity?

 

Sean Michael

smut fixes everything — http://www.seanmichaelwrites.com

 

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