Despite everything that has been going on in my world recently, some things can really give me a boost. There is nothing better than finally getting a release date on a book I’ve really come to love.
I’m very pleased to be able to tell you all that No Quarter, my first m/m futuristic is scheduled to release on March 31st from Ellora’s Cave!
*does a snoopy dance*
And to get you all as excited as I am about this upcoming release, here is a small taste of what you will get. 
Excerpt – No Quarter
Pushing Faolan against the damp stone wall of the dark alley outside the bar, Gar roughly jerked the captain’s hands behind his back and into a set of electro-cuffs. This section of the station was close to ruin from the years of meteorite showers and high acid rain content. The depressing conditions did little to dampen Faolan’s vivacious attitude. He even laughed as Gar flipped him around so they were now face to face.
“God, I bet you have all sorts of cool crap we could use in bed. A little heavy bondage. I bet you’d get off on being the mark for once.”
“If you want to see my gag, keep it up with the smart mouth.”
Gar pressed his com-unit and waited for the connection. “It’s Stitt. I need a cell and a route cleared.”
Faolan’s gaze narrowed, giving Gar the impression the other man was making a quick decision. Whatever it was, it didn’t take him long to come to some sort of conclusion. Licking his lips, his smile slipped back into place.
“Before you and Jason throw away the key on me, aren’t you the least bit curious to know why a man with a bounty as large as the one I have on my head showed up on your doorstep? Because really, stupidity wasn’t in my character profile.”
“One moment please, Jason.” Gar tapped his com-unit again and waited.
Faolan licked his lips again. “While I might be cocky, I’m not an idiot. We raided an Earth Loyalist cruiser a month ago and came across something…interesting. Considering your boss’ reputation, I thought he might be curious to see what the new radicals were trying to smuggle home. He refused to take my calls, so this was the fastest way to get his attention.”
Impatience wasn’t something Gar normally battled with, but Faolan seemed to have the unique ability to test his control. Pressing the barrel of the blaster into the side of the captain’s neck, Gar waited for him to continue.
Instead of fear, Faolan simply seemed amused. “I’m not going to tell you unless you ask nicely.”
Leaning his weight into the blaster, Gar shifted his face so it was only a few inches away from Faolan’s.
“Please,” he grumbled.
Faolan sighed, his eyes dipping shut for a moment before he returned his gaze to Gar’s.
“Someday I’m going to make you beg just so I can hear you say that again.”
“If you don’t start talking, you’re not going to live past the next thirty seconds.”
Leaning forward so the tip of his nose brushed Gar’s, Faolan lowered his voice so it barely reached him even in the confines of the alley.
“We found what I thought was nothing more than some trinkets, a bit of jewelry some Loyalist whore might miss when the ship disappeared. Turns out, there was something a bit more valuable hidden in plain sight. A precious stone the size of an energy capacitor.”
“And why should I care?’
Faolan’s breath tickled Gar’s neck as he shifted his face closer. The scent of musk, erotigen and hydro vodka clung to the pirate like a second skin. Gar’s cock twitched again at the scent.
“You should care, Gar Stitt, because the stone gives its holder the ability to read another’s thoughts.”
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