Wednesday, 26 March 2014

Mega Mega Excited :)

OK so I was chatting to Raven and it turns out that A Dom's Decision (aka #AtholsStory) is coming to an E-Reader near you TOMORROW .... yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thursday 26th March 2014 you all get the chance to read the book I begged to be written. Not just begged - I hinted, pleaded, nagged until finally Athol started to talk to Raven and give her his story :)

I've been incredibly lucky because I got to read the very first, unedited, draft of it.  Since then it's gone through the whole polishing process, got its totally gorgeous cover and generally got beautified so that what is published tomorrow is probably a long way from the typo-filled draft that I got sent the moment she typed "The End".  I'm so excited I could pee myself :D Opppps that's probably a little too much information to be sharing.

Anyways, yesterday Raven sent me a word file simply called "For Tina" (that's me!).  I opened it up and .. well I nearly fell off of my chair and as I read I had a huge lump in my throat and needed to grab some Kleenex.  So instead of telling you what she said I'm going to copy it below.

{Please read on there's a competition with real prizes :) )


And Mega Chair Swivel Jiggle…

Maybe the hoolah, the happy dance and the jump up and down on the table.
Because now, at last, we have #Atholsstory.

And it's all down to Tina. (Blushing here)

She read Master, and fell in love with Athol (I did)

Now I’d been thinking about writing his story, and so I started. Only to come to a grinding halt when I tried to plot. Athol was having none of it, and refused to talk to me for months. If it hadn't been for the fact I knew Tina wanted his story, I'd have left him to sulk for ever.

However when he began shouting at me again, I listened. Wrote the story his way, and 40k later, we have his and Edan's story.

Tina read the rough copy and phew liked it. (No! I freaking LOVED it!)

I tidied it up, and sent it to Evernight Publishing and phew, they liked it.
And now here it is. All nice, shiny, and with a cover to drool over.

OK this is where it get's exciting!

To celebrate I'm going to give one commenter on here an Ecopy of Master  or The Girl on the Bus, which is also about Dommisimma, the club Athol works in. (And I'm throwing in a $5 Amazon gift card to a second winner to go with it - so that's 2 prizes to win!)

Just say why you think Ebooks are good (or not) 

OK so here is the rest of what she sent me :)

When is a Dom not a Dom? When it stops him from being with the man he loves…

Athol Donaldson lost many people in his life, his lover, his family, his twin. The latter loss seems hardly worth morning over. Affric caused nothing but trouble when alive, and now, he seems intent on causing trouble from beyond the grave.

It forces Athol to seek out the one man he's never forgotten.

Eden Murdoch has no intention of letting Athol slip through his fingers again. He's lost him once, and as they're forced to pull together to unravel the mystery surrounding the parentage of a teenage girl, their love for each other blossoms.

Surely, being Doms doesn't mean they can't compromise? Will they be able to work out their differences, and find lasting happiness, or will this blast from the past prove to be their final undoing?

Blurb…
That's the premise of A Dom's Decision, also known as Athol's Story and book two in the Dommisimma Series. Well okay The Girl on Bus mentions Dommisimma, but it's not really a proper part of the series. This is.

It's one of those things, when a secondary character in a book shouts at you, Waves a flag and says, hey, I'm here and boy do I have a story to tell you.
Athol was like that, when he pops up in Master. (Also from Evernight Publishing) I'm sure he didn't mean to, but he stole nearly every scene he was in. And people asked me, 'When can we have Athol's story?'.

Well Athol has very definite ideas about what I should write. I started, he went shtum on me so I got stuck. So I put the story to one side and worked on other stuff. You see I'm very character driven, and he didn't like the way the story was going, so stopped talking to me.

Then one day several months later, I woke up with him shouting in my head, and wrote the next 25k in just over a week. He spoke I listened…I wrote, he approved. Thus A Dom's Decision, Athol's Story was finished.
Well it wasn't that easy but you get the gist…

Anyway, here's a wee tease from Athol's Story…

Athol couldn't believe the rush of adrenalin that coursed through him. Every nerve end tingled. To know they just might be getting somewhere was so exhilarating, that one swipe of Edan's tongue anywhere on his body would make him come. Slight exaggeration, but not much. He swallowed and cleared his throat.

"Well we could do, but then seeing as I came up with the idea, do you want to go first?"

"Fuck first—talk later?" Edan smiled. "Sounds good. So strip. Stretch out on the bed and let's explore again."

That was jumping in with a vengeance. Was revisiting your first lover like riding a bicycle? Once done never forgotten? He'd soon find out.

Athol decided it felt strange to have Edan watching him as he undid his zipper and stroked it carefully down the sensitive skin of his prick. Edan's gaze was so intense, Athol's hands shook, as he held the metal away from his body. Foreskin in zip teeth wasn't a good omen.

"You going to reciprocate?" Athol asked as he inched his jeans and boxers over his cock. The head glistened with pre cum, and Edan's indrawn breath, told him more than words that the sight excited both of them.

"Who's the, ah fuck it, lets just both ask and receive, eh?" Edan toed off his shoes and undid his belt buckle in a hurry. "Last one naked loses the next decision."

Athol laughed as his shoes caught in his jeans as he tried to remove the clothes and not the footwear. It wasn’t possible, so with a quick check of where Edan stood, he grinned and pushed Edan. Edan whooped and fell onto the bed with his denims around his ankles. He waved his legs in the air.
"Cheat."

"Yeah." Athol jumped and landed on the bed next to Edan. He rolled over and grabbed Edan to hold him close, and thrust his tongue in between Edan's parted lips.

This kiss was different. As Edan's male, musky, scent surrounded him Athol knew tears were close. He'd missed this man as if a limb had been severed. His man his other half, was finally here with him.
But for how long? Athol pushed the thought away and concentrated on using his tongue to touch the inside of Edan's lips, and then stroke over the roof of Edan's mouth.

 Edan responded in an equally aggressive manner. His teeth grazed Athol's tongue and his lips sucked the flesh. Athol scrabbled for the waistband of Edan's half removed denims and shoved for all his worth, to get them away from Edan's body. In the back of his mind, he noticed Edan performed the same act with his, Athol's, jeans. How they managed without unlocking their lips Athol had no idea, and didn't care. All he desired was Edan naked and next to him.

Edan moved back, and the tiny few inches felt like the Grand Canyon with a force-eight gale to Athol.

"Shit, Ede, I need to feel you somehow. Make your mind up, for fuck's sake. What's going to happen next?" With a tremendous effort, Athol managed to shuck his shoes and jeans, thankful for the urge he'd had to go commando that morning.

"Bratty Dom." Edan gasped the words as his fingers fumbled with the hem of Athol's T-shirt. "Fuck, what's this stuck on?" He held Athol's T-shirt away from his torso.

"Hold on." Athol inched the material up and over his nipples. Edan's moan sent his cock into overdrive and his heart thudding. "Ah, you like?"

"Oh, I like." Edan ran his finger over the silver ring through Athol's right nipple. "How long have you had this?" He dipped his head and Athol about exploded as Edan circled the ring with his tongue and then tugged gently on it.

"Sh … er god, three, four, ah fuck, enough already. Let's do more. Condoms?"
"Con … Fuck, shit, and bollocks." Edan rolled onto his back and groaned.  His dick stood up long, hard and slicked with his pre-cum. "No, I've been celibate for so long they'd have shriveled up. You?"

Athol echoed the groan, and laughed softly. What he really wanted to do was cry and rail. Talk about serendipity—not. Was this his punishment for what happened all those years ago? Why on earth would he have thought he'd need rubbers? He'd been more concerned he might need a box to protect himself from a kick or a punch. "Don't talk daft. I'd forgotten what one looks like. Shit. Ah, well. Sixty-nine always was my favorite number. We're clean, and I trust you."

"And back." Edan shuffled round until his head nestled so close to Athol's cock Athol could feel his breath as it fanned over his heated skin. Athol grabbed Edan's ass and pulled him closer so he could put his lips on Edan's prick and give tiny little kisses along the length until he laved the head. With a mental sigh of pleasure, Athol pulled Edan's cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue over it. He enjoyed the salty taste, inhaled the musky male scent, and reveled in the moans and sighs Edan made.

A tug on his own cock sent his heat beat racing, and his skin pricked with arousal. He closed his eyes to let himself sink deeper into those beautiful sensations. It was nigh on impossible to groan with pleasure with a mouth full of wet cock, but Athol knew his shudder of pleasure reverberated into Edan. He nuzzled his head further into Edan's groin and grasped his ass even tighter. Edan reciprocated and together they began the nips and sucks of loving each other.

It wouldn't last long. He wouldn't last long. Athol had no illusions that he wouldn't be able to stave his climax off. Nor did he want to. The climbing emotion, the increasing heat, the shuddering, juddering emotions, and taut skin, embraced him, and he let them flow through him.


A multi-published author of erotic romance, Raven lives in Scotland, along with her husband and their two cats—their children having flown the nest—surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in her books.
She is used to sharing her life with the occasional deer, red squirrel, and lost tourist, to say nothing of the scourge of Scotland—the midge. As once she is writing she is oblivious to everything else, her lovely long-suffering husband is learning to love the dust bunnies, work the Aga, and be on stand-by with a glass of wine.
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Happy Reading,

Love  R x



Sunday, 16 March 2014

Hello :)

You know I suddenly realised today that I have no idea who, if anyone, is actually reading this blog and, if they are, what they think. So maybe I should explain why I am writing it.

I am NOT Raven McAllan (the author of The Dom's Decision), neither am I employed by her, her publisher or in any way connected to her except through a fan-girl style admiration of her writing and a "facebook" friendship.

When I read Master (by the way that link takes you to the book on Amazon!) I was totally blown away, I can't even count how many times I've re-read it - jolly glad you don't get charged each time you re-read a book or I would be bankrupt. It was such a beautiful story and one character in it grabbed me more than any other - Athol.  I then begged, pleaded, grovelled and harassed Ms McAllan to write his story!

I've been lucky enough that she agreed and fed me little snippets now and then as she was writing the book, just to keep me going until, finally, she wrote the words "The End" and passed me a copy of her unedited, first draft to see what I thought.  I sat down and read, read until my eyes stung with tiredness and I could barely hold my kindle up to be able to continue reading.  OMG Wow what a story!

Now I should explain that I don't particularly go for m/m stories but Athol's story is beautiful.  It's a romance, a second-chance, it's sexy, it's sizzling hot and quite emotional as well.

So that's why I'm doing this, because I want you all (if there is in fact anyone here reading this) to experience what I have read. The book is, I believe, in it's final editing stage so should be out fairly soon but if you want to get a head start on your romance with Athol, now is a good time to read Master.

And finally - here is the latest snippet from Ms McAllan's blog (which can be found here)

As I've just got ALL my covers for A Dom's Decisioon, and my edits are due any day, where better than there to take my #SexySnippets?





(unedited)


Why dd I wear these old tight fraying jeans? Because Edan likes me in almost white, show every nook and cranny kecks, that’s why. So much for kidding himself he had no feelings to bother him.
Even those tiny non-erotic memories were enough to rouse his dick. Resigned to feeling stirred up and uncomfortable, Athol stuck his hand down the front of his jeans to move his cock out of the way of teeth marks. Not that he was averse to all sorts of said nips and bruises, just zipper ones.
The door opened and he looked round.
"Caught in the act."

Monday, 10 March 2014

Update and Sexy Snippet :)

Firstly let me apologise for my absence recently.  Unfortunately I've not been well and ended up having to spend a few days as an In-Patient but I'm now home again and feeling better :)

So imagine my surprise when I went to look at the Sunday update on Ms McAllan's blog and discovered that she had released a new snippet (albeit an unedited one).  Well I just had to do something with that :)


Personally I  can't wait for the editors to finish editing and get this book published so we can all enjoy it :)

That's it for now xxxx

Tuesday, 25 February 2014

Coming March 2014

I am so excited because we are getting closer and closer to the release of "A Dom's Decision" - Athol's Story.  So today I thought I'd share the "Blurb" for the book.  As far as I can tell it's not yet available for pre-ordering but as soon as it is I will get the links up :)

I am also hoping to persuade Athol and Edan to agree to an interview so if you have any questions you would like me to ask on your behalf then please put in the in the comments below.


When is a Dom not a Dom? When it stops him from being with the man he loves…

Athol Donaldson lost many people in his life, his lover, his family, his twin. The latter loss seems hardly worth morning over. Affric caused nothing but trouble when alive, and now, he seems intent on causing trouble from beyond the grave.

It forces Athol to seek out the one man he's never forgotten.

Eden Murdoch has no intention of letting Athol slip through his fingers again. He's lost him once, and as they're forced to pull together to unravel the mystery surrounding the parentage of a teenage girl, their love for each other blossoms.


Surely, being Doms doesn't mean they can't compromise? Will they be able to work out their differences, and find lasting happiness, or will this blast from the past prove to be their final undoing?

Monday, 24 February 2014

Today I'm staying with the first book Athol appeared in "Master". If you've  not read it yet you don't know WHAT you are missing out on! Buy it here



"First stage is through those doors. So, no, you're not sneaking
in. We're doing this all the way properly. Come on, love, pull up your
big girl panties. And open that top button, or I will." The last words
were spoken in such a way, Anna stiffened.

"What the?" The words were hardly out of her mouth before
he took hold of her blouse and undid three buttons.

"Anna, I may be nice to you, but we do this my way. No need
to Sir me, but you will do as I say."

His tone and the look on his face made her skin tingle. Yes, he
was her friend. Yes, he was gay. And oh yes, he was dominant.

"Sorry." She bit her tongue to stop the title he commanded
slipping out. There was no way she was going to add Sir on to her
apology. Athol rolled his eyes.

Excerpt from Master courtesy of Raven McAllan
Image sourced from 

Saturday, 22 February 2014

Taking a step backwards

Athol first appeared in Raven McAllen's Master



Whilst it's not necessary to have read Master first it is a good introduction to Athol.   As he himself says to Anna in the book: 


Ana waited whilst Athol dragged two
enormous cases out of the boot. "Grief, Athol, what have you
brought? All your wardrobe and household utensils? The place is
quite well equipped, you know."
"Some of my wardrobe and a few of my Dom utensils." He
shut the boot and locked it. "Lead on."
Anna shivered, as a tiny dart of fear hit her. This sounded like
full on therapy with a vengeance.
"Dom utensils?" she asked as she unlocked the door. Athol
dropped the biggest of the bags on the floor. It rattled. Ana glanced at
it as if it might bite and led the way upstairs. "There's a bedroom up
here or one next to mine downstairs. Take your pick."
"Mm, I'll decide later. And yeah, Dom utensils. Doll, I'm a
Dom and a Doc, and I'm trained to read behind the words."

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Quotes and Book Covers are © of Raven McAllen and are used with her permission.

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