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My Calendar Men “There can be more than 12”

My Calendar Men “There can be more than 12”

By Dahlia Rose

The Calendar Men what can I say about this series of shorts that took on a life of its own? Let’s just say these guy did what they wanted and I was just along for the ride, they deviated from the plot, one guy brought in two of his friends and Mr. June decided that sex on a boat or humvee was simply awesome! I’ll let you read the book and see which he picked. Either way, it was a helluva ride with these guys and the girls of their choice because building their world in less then ten thousand words was a monumental task. I wanted to give them all these scenarios that would have probably made each book at least a good novella. But alas, if I did that the rest of my deadlines would have suffered. Hence publishers would have been at my door with pitchforks and torches demanded their work be written. The series was my personal little baby so I crafted them in between my normal schedule.


I was able to give some of my character their own little HEA like some of the guys from Army Beasts. My publisher did not want the entire series, only Zane and Zander’s Story (Army Beast 1 and 2) So in the calendar men, Kale was in April’s Fool, Camden in When September Ends and Malachi my big loveable bear shifter found the love of his life in Together in November. Ah my boys… this Army Beast series still has the fire lit under my readers so some new books will be coming out in the fall. I’d have to say one of my two favorites of the twelve men of the year was Marines of May and Mr. June.  The short novelette, Marines of May was my very first attempt at writing three men one woman. Hot, Hot, Hot you say? I won’t even tell you about writing it, lets just say I have a mini fridge in my office for a reason. Cold drinks were needed.


Mr. June Donovan Chase was such an alpha male dominant character that in a way he reminded me of my husband. RAWR!! So I didn’t mind so much when he chose a humvee or a boat to get down with the loving. I was just very jealous that my heroine Sandi was on the receiving end and not me.  Instead of calling her a tramp I let her have her fun. I do have my own Mr. January to December at home and could not be greedy in the least. Sandi and her mini grill fiasco on a boat led her into the arms of a very sexy guy on a Coast Guard Boat. How many of us have seen those guys with the big rippling arms and lean hips in the summer time? We look and just feel the sexual energy ripple through us and muse, if a riptide wouldn’t kill me I’d be out there just for a rescue from Mr. Hunky man on a boat? Well we can’t have that so how about you read Mr. June and imagine that you’re in Sandi’s place (wink). Ssssh I did too.


Below is an excerpt of Mr. June and Donovan Chase in all his glory. And when you’re done with that you can win a copy of the entire calendar men series. I’ll let the amazing hostess of this blog pick how she gives it away. I hope you’ll go get your copies of my Calendar Men and make them yours. I’m an author who is willing to share so make these heroes your own. Hugs and Cheesecake my dahlins!




I’ll share yours.” He plucked it from her hand and took a sip. “It’s good, a bold flavor. I like it. I can still taste the flavor of your lips on the rim. I like that best.” He pulled the bottle that she’d stuck in the sand from its place, filled the glass, and handed it back to her. “You can taste mine if you want.”


“Your lips from the glass?” she asked, and heard the tremor in her voice.


He laughed. “No, in person. You can kiss me.”


“Here I was thinking you were a man who would take the kiss,” she replied boldly.


“I am, but like in any battle, I am giving you the first shot,” Donovan replied.


“So this is a battle?”


“Sandi, love is always a battle and the winner gets the spoils.”


“Which are?”


“The heart you are fighting for. And the lucky thing is, the other heart is quite happy with that arrangement,” Donovan explained.


“Am I to take it that you want my heart?” Sandi asked.


He gave her a look that was filled with intensity. “Baby, I want all of you, so go ahead, you get first taste. But you can’t stop me when I taste all of you.”


His offer was too appealing to resist. He was so shameless and bold, so unlike any other man she had ever met. Sandi leaned in and kissed him. His mouth opened under hers and dared her to enter. She hesitated from a moment, her tongue poised on the tip of their lips moving together. She dipped her tongue inside his mouth just past his teeth before pulling back.


He pulled away from her and pinned her with a stare. “Take more.”


She grabbed his face and pressed her lips against his, burying her tongue into his mouth. Sandi moaned into his mouth, surprised by his taste and how much it excited her. He let her play willingly and she opened her eyes to see him watching her as they kissed. Green eyes so dark with desire that it made her breathless.


Sandi pulled away suddenly. “I’m sorry.”


“Don’t be. I liked it very much,” Donovan replied his voice rumbled and she shivered. “Now it’s my turn.”


He cupped his hand around her neck and brought her hard against his mouth. Her kiss was tame compared to what his mouth did to her senses. With every fierce lick of his tongue past her teeth, the way he pulled her closer until her breasts were pressed up against him, Donovan made her want and her body pulse with desire that was so palpable it was in her every breath.



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Selena’s Inspiration!

I’m so happy to be here at my friend Selena’s today celebrating the release of Beach Balls, my new MM contemporary novella that comes out today from Etopia Press. It’s appropriate that I should be here because Selena is the cause of it all!

In February 2011, Selena sent me an email and asked if I would like to contribute a novella to an anthology coming up from Etopia called Beach Bums. To get me interested, she sent me some inspiration — an Aussie Bums commercial with hot Australian guys running on the beach in skimpy swim trunks! After I pulled my tongue back in my mouth, I hunted for the keys to type “Yes! I’ll do anything! Just keep sending me inspiration.” Then she sprang the news. I had 30 days to write the book. Yikes. But I was honored by her faith in me. I had only published one book at the time and had the second under contract so she was taking a chance on a new writer.

I worked diligently for my 30 days and produced the novella called Volley Balls. Of course, two of my heroes are from Australia staying true to Se’s inspiration. The book was well received and I was a happy camper. But there was a minor character in Volley Balls named Rodney who was crying out for a book of his own. So at the end of 2011, I started writing another book in the series called Fire Balls. This book which came out in February of 2012 really struck a chord in people. The combination of the hunky, conservative firefighter and the flamboyant, feisty artist became the number one bestselling gay romance on Amazon and ARe.

At that point, Etopia suggested that if I wrote a third book it could become a series of its own. The Balls to the Wall Series was born and I had the story I was anxious to tell. I wanted an enemies-to-lovers tale about a developer and an environmentalist who meet underwater where they can’t see that they are natural enemies. This is the premise of Beach Balls.

Today I am writing my 12th book and thinking up yet another story for the Balls to the Wall Series. None of it would have happened without Selena. Se inspires me every day. And I can’t say thank you enough.

Before you go, would you like a chance to win a $10 gift card? Just leave a comment here WITH YOUR EMAIL. The drawing for the winner will be held on June 9th. And if you’d like a chance to win a Volley Balls or Fire Balls T-shirt or a Fire Balls carry bag, be one of three people to follow the most blogs and events on the blog tour. The tour is only one week so it’s easy to visit all the blogs. Everyone who follows any events will be eligible to win. If you are one of the top three, you get a book. Or if there are more than three who attend everything, we’ll have a drawing. All the events are listed at Beautiful Boys Books along with extra chances to win prizes. Come on over.


Excerpt R: Beach Balls by Tara Lain; MM Contemporary

Available  from Amazon, ARe


Adam James is so far in the closet he could find Narnia. But coming out would threaten all he’s built as the lead attorney for WMA Development, and the million dollars he can get when he finishes pushing  a big land remediation project through the City Council. Then on an early morning scuba dive, Adam meets a tall, lean rebreather diver named Sky who makes him want to live a different life. But Adam’s dreams are shattered when he walks into the council meeting and finds the fire-breathing environmentalist who’s screwing up  his chances of winning is none other than that same beautiful man. Sky Sea Mickeljohn doesn’t compromise, so how could he find himself lusting after a damned developer? And what happens when somebody open’s Adam’s closet door? These two better start telling the truth if they’re ever going to find world peace.


Sky sank down on the sand beside the biggest rock. He scooted to the far side, which would make him invisible to anyone down the beach by the restaurant. He patted the sand beside him.

Adam sat, and Sky put an arm around him, pulling him close. Man, this was new territory. Adam took a deep breath.

“Is this uncomfortable for you?”

“No, just different.”

“Because you don’t go with guys in public?”

“Yeah. And when I am with them I usually top, so I take the lead.”

“Oh, sorry.” Sky started to withdraw.

Adam grabbed his hand. “No I wasn’t complaining. Just explaining.”

Sky tightened his arm. “You like this?”

“Yeah. I do.” Adam wasn’t lying. The man was angel-faced and almost girlie with his halo of curls, but he sure knew how to be a man.


The roar of the ocean and yammering of the seagulls almost overpowered the sound of his heart in his ears. This was so d nice. Adam pressed closer and fit his head into the hollow below Sky’s collarbone. It was odd feeling…almost cared for.. That wasn’t a feeling he ever got. No one took care of Adam but Adam. Still, Sky felt good—warm and even a little safe, which was bizarre since he was threatening Adam’s carefully manufactured identity.

Sky palmed Adam’s cheek then coaxed his face up. Adam looked into the  blue eyes as Sky’s lips gently touched his. He nuzzled, then nipped, followed by a broad tongue lick full on the mouth. Adam laughed but he had to admit it sounded a lot like a giggle. He buried a hand in Sky’s curls and pulled his head tight, tasting minty toothpaste and pure goodness.

Adam twisted so they faced each other and wrapped his other arm tightly around Sky’s waist, pulling him close. Sky’s tongue was deep and marauding, hot and wet. Adam’s cock sprang to attention like a marine on parade. Years seem to have passed since they’d last fucked. Sky was a heady drug, and Adam was rapidly becoming an addict.

Sky’s tongue pressed deep inside. Somebody moaned, Adam wasn’t sure who, but he wanted more. He rose up on his knees and threw one leg across Sky’s lap, settled his butt, and leaned forward so their cocks pressed hard. Sweet Jesus, that felt good. He rode against Sky’s cock, and every thrust sent fire shooting through his balls.

Sky threw his head back. “Holy crap.”

What was he doing? Adam looked over his shoulder. No one was coming. Still, he should stop. But he couldn’t make his hips quit grinding against Sky’s cock.

Sky’s arms came around him. “You didn’t tell me you got rich doing lap dances, buddy.” His breath came so hard he could barely talk, and his hips pushed up rhythmically.. “Hell, I’d pay a million bucks for you.”




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Tara Lain never met a beautiful boy she didn’t love – at least on paper. A writer of erotic romance, mostly ménage and male/male, Tara loves all her characters, but especially her handsome heroes. A lifelong writer of serious non-fiction, Tara only fell in love with EROM in 2009 and, through perseverance and lots of workshops, had the first novel she ever wrote published in January of 2011. Then she capped off the year by being voted Best Author of 2011 in the LRC Awards and had her Genetic Attraction Series named runner-up for Best Series of 2011! A very good year. After an exotic life of travel all over the world and work in television, education and advertising, Tara settled in Southern California with her soul-mate husband and opened her own small marketing business. She paints, collages, and started practicing yoga “way before it was fashionable”. Passionate about diversity, justice, inclusion and new ideas, she says on her tombstone it will read, “Yes”.