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Jun. 11th, 2012

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[sticky post] My Publications and where to find them

Soldiers of the Sun published with Dreamspinner Press as part of my Soldiers of the Sun Series (see also Snowbound and The Darkest Midnight in December) . buy it here in paperback or here as an eBook


Snowbound published with Dreamspinner Press. buy it here


A Wolf in the Fold published with Wayward Ink Press as part of their Of Heaven and Hell anthology buy it here


The Light of Winter published with Dreamspinner Press as part of their 2014 Advent Calendar. buy it here

Nothing But Himself published with Less than Three Press. YA paranormal. Project Fierce charity Anthology, Everyone Deserves a Home

Triskelion free (but you have to be a member of M/M Romance to see it)


If Two of Them Are Dead published with Dreamspinner Press. Steampunk/mystery, m/m buy it here


Kept Tears published with Dreamspinner Press. Urban Fantasy, m/m set in Pittsburgh. find the ebook here

and the paper back here

The Darkest Midnight in December novella ebook (m/m erotic, historical paranormal)

Peace in the Valley part of Dreamspinners 2012 Advent calendar Peace in the Valley (m/m erotica, werewolf)



Crisis in Faith short story ebook (m/m erotic, urban fantasy)


Ghost of Jupiter in Dreamspinner Press’s anthology, Cross Bones ebook & paperback (m/m erotic, SF)


Haunted in Dreamspinner Press’s anthology, Two Tickets to Paradise ebook & paperback (m/m erotic, urban fantasy)

A Brief Respite web-based
m/m erotic, historical paranormal, sequel to The Darkest Midnight in December and Snowbound, Freebie!)

Unquiet Ghosts in Circlet’s anthology, Like a Sacred Desire ebook
(f/m erotic, fantasy)

Mysterious Spirit (m/m erotic, BDSM, fantasy) - Sorry OOP.

Snowbound in Dreamspinner Press’s anthology, NeckingThe Darkest Midnight in December</i>) Sorry it's now OOP but now rereleased, see above.

In the Hands of Gods in Dreamspinner Press’s anthology, A Brush of Wings (historical m/m erotic, paranormal) Sorry it's now OOP.

Feb. 13th, 2024

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Free Story - A Brief Respite

And for you, a free story from me! This was originally a freebie on DSP's site for Halloween It's from my series on 1930's demon hunters and is m/m/m. While it is a stand alone it can be considered a sequel to my novella The Darkest Midnight in December ( blurb and purchase info here) and my short story Snowbound in Dreamspinner's anthology Necking ( blurb and purchase info here)

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Ah, wish I had time right now to construct a website so this could be a PDF download for you all.

May. 2nd, 2016

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Story excerpt!

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The sale is going on all week (and more sales to come all month). And it occurred to me after I posted last night that I forgot to actually include a link to my stuff (brilliant!) So you can find my stuff here. and just go to the home page to see all the authors on sale! Cool stuff!

And since the authors participating in Rainbow Snippets have been so supportive of my Nano WIP Behind Blue Eyes (working title) that I thought I'd share the unedited opening to the novel. Let me know what you think.


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May. 1st, 2016

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Sunday Small Talk

I didn't think I'd have too much to talk about this week but I'm wrong! Dreamspinner is having their 9th anniversary sales all through May.

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During the week of May 1-7, all of my titles will be on sale for 40% off! If you've ever wanted to read anything by me now is the time.

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It's almost crazy to me to realize I've been a member of the family since the early years, mostly in anthologies at that time. So go ahead and check out the sale on all of the authors who've been with DSP for a good long time and keep coming back thru the month to see the rest of the sales.

As for my writing this week I've been busy editing Blood Red Roulette and getting ready to submit it (to DSP as it turns out since they've published a short story with these characters). Hopefully once finals are over and I'm done grading all the things I can get this sent in, at least four months later than my original plan. Sigh.


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I did set the bar low I'm afraid but April is research conclusion month plus the end of the semester drowning in work month so getting 10K of new words is victory enough for me. Part of it was for Corpse Powder which has been sent off and the rest is for Behind Blue Eyes. I'm so glad people are enjoying it in Rainbow Snippets. It's been bolstering. It's not really a romance (romantic subplot yes) but you can say that for nearly everything I write.

So again check out the sale. Find some fun summer reads!

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Apr. 30th, 2016

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Rainbow Snippets

I'll be out most of the day at the Independent Bookstore celebration (I had to leave the state for this... Ah Appalachia).

Still taking this from Behind Blue Eyes Still working out what the setting for this scene looks like. I'm torn between something warm and traditional or ultra modern like this  photo kaleos bed_zpssznzuajn.jpg Kaleo would be overwhelmed by either.

I'm continuing this almost directly from the one from last week (which you can find here.). Aneurin has shut off the sexual controller that's been hooked into Kaleo's nervous system after the cat was using it as a play toy. It was hard to find 6 sentences that made any sense...


“I really am sorry.” Aneurin sounded like a recording on an infinite loop adding to Kaleo's growing rage.

“What does it matter? This is all I'm good for now. Turn the thing back on if you want.” Kaleo refused to look at the man and let Aneurin see the embarrassment and self-loathing he felt.

“It matters.”



If you'd like to play along, Rainbow Snippets is a Facebook community where we post up 6 sentences of one of our LGBT stories every Saturday. It's been fun and you can find it here. Be sure to check out all the offers! It's been a great supportive group!

Apr. 29th, 2016

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Release Day: Lime and Tangerine by Kevin Caucher

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Synopsis


The post-apocalyptic world has changed. Colors have changed.


The skies are now red, and the seas fandango pink.


There are those who’ve acquired skills as “squinters”. By narrowing their eyes, they can see people in different colors—colors by which they can define their mood.


Senlin was born a squinter. A child of the foster system, the lack of love  has left him with casual views on sex.


When Sicong recruits him into SQX, a squinter organization, Senlin wants nothing more than to jump his bones, but Sicong’s detachment makes Senlin believe his feelings aren’t reciprocated.


Senlin and Sicong’s relationship begins to grow as they undertake missions together.


That is, until an enemy of SQX turns his attention upon them.


Lime and Tangerine Cover


Buy Links


WIP: http://www.waywardinkpublishing.com/product/lime-and-tangerine-by-kevin-caucher/

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EB1AHI8/

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01EB1AHI8/

Amazon AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B01EB1AHI8/

Amazon DE: http://www.amazon.de/dp/B01EB1AHI8/

ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-limeandtangerine-2024618-145.html


Excerpt


FROM THE SNIPPETS I’d heard from the different families I’d stayed with over the years—not that they’d ever cared to share much—a couple of generations ago, due to a steel shortage, most industries started to wane. It was said that it came down to such a degree that all the seeming essentials in life were erased. I was skeptical of that, because as far as I’d noticed, electricity, water, even televisions and cars were still in existence. However, one thing I’d heard from the grandparents of the families was that skies used to be blue instead of cardinal red, trees green and brown instead of khaki or teal, and seas usually blue as well, instead of fandango. The granny who’d told me this said that everything had changed color after the industrialization breakdown; she’d experienced it herself. I believed her, because she was the only one who took the time to speak to me in my youth. Truth be told, though, however dramatic the color change was for her, since I’d lived with the new colors all my years, it didn’t affect me at all. As for other aspects of life, even she said that seventy years after the breakdown, they now were similar to before.


I did, however, know something that might be related to the breakdown. I’d always been afraid to squint when I was young, because whenever I did, all the people I saw changed into different colors. Some were brown, some red, and occasionally some pink. It seemed a bit funny. I didn’t know what that meant. In order not to get confused, I stopped altogether. I’d thought I was just weird that way, until I heard the story about the breakdown. Now I loved to squint. Though I’d yet to learn what colors meant, I did discover how the color change could be useful.


I worked in a pub, Tingo; not that the pub knew about my business. I was a “part time drug dealer”, with part time meaning I helped drug dealers determine who in the pub was in need and from whom the dealers needed to stay away. I never did drugs myself, but I helped out when I was in need of cash. The job was easy. I’d squint my eyes and those in orange would be the ones to approach, instead of those rare yellow ones. It worked every time. From what I’ve heard, many of those yellow ones were undercover cops. The dealers often got caught when I didn’t help.


Away from the occasional “helping-out” in the pub, my real interest there was actually the cute guys. I got great satisfaction from looking at all the hot men, talking to them, and consequently taking them to bed. It wasn’t always easy, as one would know, but it was so much simpler with my “special ability”. My prey would also be orange when I squinted, but a less reddish shade, more like tangerine. When I spotted one I liked, I’d squint my eyes and whisper to myself, and almost to him, “You want to come home with me.” In no more than ten minutes, the man I wanted would magically come to buy me a drink, and we’d later end up at his place or mine, doing what I loved. That, again, worked every time.


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About the author


Growing up in China, KEVIN CAUCHER never thought he’d grow up loving to write; never did he expect himself ending up in Australia either. He is now happily partnered in NSW Illawarra area and writing.


Kevin’s writing is mainly influenced by his growing up as a gay Chinese; he also sometimes pops out totally random stories that has nothing to do with his growing up.


Besides his passion for writing, Kevin has also opened a cafe in December 2015. “There, the cliché of authors writing in a cafe.”


KEVIN CAUCHER can be found at:


Website: kevincaucher.wordpress.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/kevincaucher1

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Release Day: “Pride Weekend” by Charley Descoteaux!

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Blurb:

Overworked cubicle jockey Adam Byron wants to attend Oregon Coast Pride in style but the price of a room at Buchanan House, a popular gay retreat on the central coast, is beyond his budget. So he won’t miss out, he advertises online for someone to share expenses. Corporate drone Silas Grant responds to Adam’s ad, and the two get to know each other via texts before meeting at the coast. They agree on a no-pressure roommate arrangement, yet once they meet face-to-face their attraction is undeniable. Desire might simmer well beyond Pride weekend, no matter how hard Adam and Silas try to live up to their noncommitment pact.


Excerpt:

Silas
I didn’t lose my nerve, but with how tentative and quiet Adam stayed while I chatted with our hosts and every other guest at the party, I took things slower than I would’ve liked. The last thing I wanted was for him to think I was a player. Maybe he just wasn’t used to being surrounded by a roomful of horny gay men. Or maybe he was naturally quiet in real life. Whatever his reasons, I could respect them, but I wouldn’t be deterred. I would find out what his body looked like, what it felt like against mine, what it tasted like.

And I would ignore the flare of jealousy I felt whenever another man checked out his ass or rested a hand on his arm.

Everyone flirted with everyone else—it’s just the way it worked at parties like that, and it didn’t necessarily mean anything. Except one couple kept eyeing him and whispering. Maybe hoping for a threesome, or foursome. When they started to approach us, after the other guests had left to go gambling or dancing in Lincoln City, I used a ruse to get Adam outside alone. It had worked on me the first time I had drinks at a party, in my sophomore year of high school, and it worked just as well on Adam. If he knew he hadn’t stumbled, he didn’t seem to care. The unquestioning way he let me take him outside had my dick filling before we cleared the porch. I didn’t think I could wait through the sunset, but it was pretty, so I stuck it out.

I wasn’t the only one who felt tortured, a fact that became obvious as soon as I let my arm rest in his lap.

“Do you want another drink?”

He flinched a little when I spoke. Neither of us had said a word for the past hour. Or maybe he startled because I increased the pressure of my arm against his cock at the same time.

“No, thanks. I’m good.”

I don’t doubt that. “How about if we go upstairs?”

He sighed, almost as though he’d been holding his breath and waiting for me to ask. “That sounds good.”

I didn’t really want to let go of him, but, physics. Once we stood and started moving toward the house, things happened fast. Almost fast enough. We raced up the back staircase—there didn’t seem to be time to go through the party room and then the lobby to take the indoor stairs. I pulled him by the hand until we reached the door to our room. Adam’s key was in a pocket without a button closure, so I reached inside and took it. I slipped my left hand back into that pocket while I unlocked the door with my right. Neither operation went quickly or smoothly, but that first handful—the first time I wrapped a hand around his hard cock, even through the fabric of his pocket—was a life-altering experience.


Get your free copy of Pride Weekend!

Dreamspinner Press (ebook): http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=7491

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Pride-Weekend-Buchanan-House-Book-ebook/dp/B01DRGY6UI?ie=UTF8&keywords=pride%20weekend&qid=1459660690&ref_=sr_1_1&sr=8-1

All Romance eBooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-prideweekend-2004659-149.html


BIO:

Charley Descoteaux has always heard voices. She was relieved to learn they were fictional characters, and started writing when they insisted daydreaming just wasn’t good enough. In exchange, they’ve agreed to let her sleep once in a while. Charley grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area during a drought, and found her true home in the soggy Pacific Northwest. She has survived earthquakes, tornadoes, and floods, but couldn’t make it through one day without stories.

Rattle Charley’s cages:

Blog: http://cdescoteauxwrites.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/charley.descoteaux.3

Dreamspinner Author Page: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/index.php?cPath=879

Twitter: https://twitter.com/CharleyDescote

Goodreads: http://tinyurl.com/aqe7g7r

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/charleydescote/

e-mail: c.descoteauxwrites@gmail.com


Series: Buchanan House
Book Number: 2
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: April 22, 2015
Word Count: 13,976

Cover Artist: L.C. Chase
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Apr. 24th, 2016

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Sunday Small Talk

It was an accomplished week in many ways and an unmitigated disaster in others.


Here is where I set Corpse Powder, Virginia City, NV. I'm not sure Isaac has forgiven me for that yet.

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I finished and submitted Corpse Powder. I did get it down to @ 12K sacrificing only a little character development/background and one supporting character (and parring down poor Perrine's role to half of what it was). I'm still happy with the story and that's the important thing (unlike the last time I had to par a novella down). I did, however, forget to do the synopsis. Oopsie. I'll tackle that tonight after the stuff for the day job is done.

I managed to get through several more chapters of Blood Red Roulette working exclusively on Luc's dialogue. It's not perfect and yes once again for the second month in a row I'm going to miss my self-imposed submission deadline but 1. it's the last month of the semester which is insanely busy 2. I had to get Corpse Powder squared away. There was no way I was missing a deadline for the first anthology I was ever asked to be part of. 3. I'm doing camp nano and I need to be writing new.

Speaking of camp, I need 3K more to finish my measly word count of 10K. I purposely do the least I can in April because of it being the last month of the school year. Yes, November is also the last month of the semester but April also comes with end of year stuff, end of year long research etc. Besides making myself insane once a year is rough enough.

Also I DO think I need to start setting aside time, even if it's just a half hour to do nothing but write because I'm getting far too good at doing fuck all playing around on the net.

I went to the the Ohioana Book Fest yesterday and sat in on panels for horror/supernatural & mystery/suspense and a couple of them suggested that half hour (I noticed they were professors like me) Others were like well if your contract insists on a book a year you can't diddle around. That's all well and good if you're supporting yourself solely on your writing. That is not reality for far too many of us.

I would like to try at least two other short stories this year, maybe one for the holidays and another for a SciFi anthology. Wish me luck.

Also I'm very sad to lose yet another celebrity I admired. R.I.P. Prince.
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Apr. 23rd, 2016

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Rainbow Snippets

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Okay actually the picture has diddly to do with today's snippet. It's just one of many dogwood photos I took hiking yesterday and I thought growing up in an urban prison slum, Kaleo missed out on such beauty.

This week's snippet comes from when Aneurin takes Kaleo to the estate (the night after the swimming one from last week). There is a device the Toymakers implanted in their Toys like Kaleo that can be used to remotely arouse the Toys. What neither man knows is Aneurin set the controller in a 'safe place' since he loathes the very idea and Smoke, his lynx size cat-thing has found the remote....



The need to fuck robbed him of all sense and desire flooded him in ever increasing waves, leaving Kaleo panting. Where the hell was Aneurin? Why leave him suffer? Why was he turning the device up more? Writhing on the bed, wanting to fight his training, Kaleo sucked in enough of a breath to gasp, “House, tell Shyroth to come here.”

He didn’t know if the house would page Aneurin or if the scientist would come, Kaleo didn’t want to be seen like this, aroused, ridiculously vulnerable, so he flipped onto his side, dragging the sheet over him.



If you'd like to play along, Rainbow Snippets is a Facebook community where we post up 6 sentences of one of our LGBT stories every Saturday. It's been fun and you can find it here. Be sure to check out all the offers! It's been a great supportive group!
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Cover Reveal : Lime and Tangerine by Kevin Caucher!

This one sounds really cool

Lime and Tangerine Banner


Synopsis


The post-apocalyptic world has changed. Colors have changed.


The skies are now red, and the seas fandango pink.


There are those who’ve acquired skills as “squinters”. By narrowing their eyes, they can see people in different colors—colors by which they can define their mood.


Senlin was born a squinter. A child of the foster system, the lack of love  has left him with casual views on sex.


When Sicong recruits him into SQX, a squinter organization, Senlin wants nothing more than to jump his bones, but Sicong’s detachment makes Senlin believe his feelings aren’t reciprocated.


Senlin and Sicong’s relationship begins to grow as they undertake missions together.


That is, until an enemy of SQX turns his attention upon them.


Lime and Tangerine Cover


Buy Links


WIP: http://www.waywardinkpublishing.com/product/lime-and-tangerine-by-kevin-caucher/

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EB1AHI8/

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01EB1AHI8/

Amazon AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B01EB1AHI8/

Amazon DE: http://www.amazon.de/dp/B01EB1AHI8/

ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-limeandtangerine-2024618-145.html


Excerpt


SIC HELD MY head in his lap. I looked up and saw, against the backdrop of the cardinal red sky, his angular face looking down at me. We were secluded by teal-colored woods around us. It was chaotic, for the forest was on fire, its color black and blue blending with red and teal. Despite the turmoil and the utter pain in my chest, I felt peaceful, as if all sounds had been erased except my shallow breathing.


“Don’t fall asleep, Sen,” he said to me, both commanding and begging. “Don’t.”


I lifted a corner of my mouth. I was too tired to talk.


Amidst all the distractions, I saw Sic squint his right eye. A subtle one; one he probably thought I wouldn’t notice.


I also squinted. Sic turned lime green when I did that, all over. I smiled because it was lime instead of tangerine or blue. I was sure I appeared the same to him.


It was a good day, regardless of the pain in my chest.


Book Trailer



About the author


Growing up in China, KEVIN CAUCHER never thought he’d grow up loving to write; never did he expect himself ending up in Australia either. He is now happily partnered in NSW Illawarra area and writing.


Kevin’s writing is mainly influenced by his growing up as a gay Chinese; he also sometimes pops out totally random stories that has nothing to do with his growing up.


Besides his passion for writing, Kevin has also opened a cafe in December 2015. “There, the cliché of authors writing in a cafe.”


KEVIN CAUCHER can be found at:


Website: kevincaucher.wordpress.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/kevincaucher1

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