Hi Dear Readers!

Welcome 2022! I hope you're all still well and staying safe. The New Year is always a time of renewal for me. I like to sit and take stock of where I'm at and what my priorities are for the year. I don't really do resolutions per se, since I have almost ZERO willpower and will break them by day two. 🤣 But, I do set small goals for myself, so at least there's that. I also have a tendency to look forward and forget to take some time to reflect on the previous year to remember my accomplishments. In an effort to get better at that, as a wrap up to 2021 and a launching into 2022, I'm sharing some of last year's achievements with you all.

Additionally, for this month's newsletter we have another edition of the absolutely famous World Fantasy News: The Fairest and Impartialist News Source Anywhere. This time, everyone's favorite red fury demon, Bill, is in the hot seat! Keep reading to see how well THAT goes.

Check out my 2021 year in review! Have you read or listened to everything from last year?

Goodreads M/M Romance Readers' Awards!

What's this? Fables Retold came in third on the 2021 Goodreads M/M Romance Members' Choice Awards! The Demon's in the Details, my Rumpelstiltskin retelling, was my contribution. I'm so proud!

Rainbow Awards!

Also in 2021, TWO of my demons were runners-up in two categories for the Rainbow Awards! The Demon's in the Details, was a runner up for Gay Paranormal Romance, and Must Love Demons was one for Gay Fantasy Romance! What a year!

Your Book Boyfriend's Boyfriend #YBBB

ICYMI, my entry for #YBBB is Demon for the Win! DFTW is in my Much Ado About Demons universe. You could call it Book .5 because it takes place before In Fair Verona and Must Love Demons. In Fair Verona, you briefly met Kem and Tuli who were trying to get married on a whim. Only it didn't go so well. Demon for the Win is their not-so-cute meet-cute, their romance, and their happily-ever-after. It also has an appearance from my favorite cinnamon roll of an incubus, Nico, and you'll recognize a few other familiar faces as well. You'll also meet a few new characters who have become near and dear to my heart. And it's a little over 40,000 words, so it's novella length. It can be read as a standalone. The lovely cover is designed by the Ah-Mazing Alex Corza!

Blurb:

Dryad Tuli Cato has 3 rules he lives by: No relationships, no drama, no trouble.

When gorgeous incubus Kem Balthasar offers him a night of no-strings passion, Tuli readily agrees.

Only that no-strings night sure feels like a lot more.

Okay, Tuli has 2 rules he lives by: No drama, no trouble.

Being the sous chef at the most exclusive restaurant in town makes no drama a challenge. Especially when the kitchen’s in an uproar after a staff member turns up dead. Murdered.

Um, Tuli has 1 rule he lives by: No trouble.

Surely, he can stick to this 1 simple rule. . . except it turns out, he might be the murderer’s next target.

Fine. Tuli has 3 GOALS he lives by: date Kem, become the executive chef, stay alive. Not necessarily in that order.

Sounds easy, right?

Link for #YBBB books!

World Fantasy News: The Fairest and Impartialist News Source Anywhere

“Hello, dear readers! Welcome to another issue of World Fantasy News: The Fairest and Impartialist News Source Anywhere. I’m Geoffraie Aumberden, star reporter and nympho extraordinaire. Of course I’m referring to myself as a nympho because male nymphs are commonly known as nymphos. Duh. But management—and one “Appropriate Behavior in the Workplace” seminar later—says I have to make that CRYSTAL clear to my readers, lest you all think of something less savory.

Unfortunately, my nympho-ness has not been appreciated by certain stick-in-the-mud higher ups. I won’t name names (though her initials are MM) but it has been strongly suggested that I only ask questions that are not of an intimate nature.”

As though other topics are even remotely interesting. Puleez.

“Nonetheless, it has been sent down from Ms. Mas . . . uh, from on-high, that I shall refrain from my usual exciting repartee with guests. Too aggressive, management says. Too many complaints. Something about HR getting involved, newsletter subscribers running away in horror, blah, blah, blah. Honestly, I tuned her out. 

Anyway, today, I’m welcoming to the studio William Jasper Reginald Butler the third.”

On my cue, he enters the studio and takes a seat, gives a wave as though you can see him.

“Call me Bill, please.” He smiles showing three rows of very sharp teeth. 

For an eight foot tall, bright red demon who could stuff me whole into his maw, I’m just going to say it: RAWR. It’s the matching bow tie-sweater vest combo. And the glasses. I love a guy with fashion sense and a big—”

“Ahem, thank you kindly for inviting me to your program.” He smirks.

“—pair of frames.” My eyes stare pointedly at his lap.

It’s not like I was about to say something else. Since I’m not allowed to. For reasons.

He squints at me, all hot and huge. I may have to fan myself in a moment. Looks like he could eat me up.

The heavenly creature—or should that be devilish?—looks around the studio.

“So, I truly can hear your thoughts?” he muses. “Quinn mentioned as much.”

I frown. That troublesome little witch is part of why I’m in trouble. I’d like to—

“Don’t talk about my Quinnie that way. He’s the first wizard in a thousand years. Show some respect.” The demon bares his teeth.

If it didn’t turn me on, I’d be scared.

He sighs, all long suffering. “Your aura is horrible. Naturally, I find you strangely attractive, too.”

Of course he does. I’m a catch.

“You’re really not.”

But I am.

“No, you’re not. Now, do you wish to ask me some questions?” He rubs his large, clawed fingers over his thick muscled thighs.

Of course I want to ask him questions. But I’m not allowed to ask those kind. Sigh. Fine. “What’s your favorite color?”

He tilts his head. “I don’t think I’ve ever been asked that before. Dark blue. Because it’s my clan’s colors.” He puffs up his chest. “I belong to a dragon clan.”

Yawn. I blink. “I’m sorry I tuned out. Something about a dragon clan?”

“Not interesting enough for you?”

I shrug. I mean, sure, if you like that kind of a thing.

“I would think interviewing the fiercest creature in the Elder would be interesting.” He glares at me.

I furrow my brow. “But I’m not interviewing Auric Starfig, am I?”

“Fine. The second fiercest creature in the Elder.”

“That’s all well and good, I guess.”

His mouth pops open. “You have a red fury in your studio, and you’re bored! Most of us would just eat you. I’m actually willing to talk to you. Or I was.”

“Don’t be like that. I’m sure we can find something fascinating to talk about.” I highly doubt it. This interview has been snoozeville so far. At least I have eye candy.

“You—”

“Ooh, I know! Let’s talk about your crush on that elf. The EBI agent. What’s his name, again?” I clap my hands together. It’s not sex, but at least it might prove interesting.

“I don’t have a crush on Leotoris!” His eyes go wide.

And dare I say “fearful”? There’s a story here. My reporter’s nose twitches.

“There’s no story. None. We don’t even like each other.”

Denial. So sad. “Then how do you know who I’m talking about? I never said his name.”

He growls. “I say, you don’t possess any survival instincts, do you? Bad enough you angered my alpha, now you’re pushing your luck with me. You know, I ate my last boyfriend. You might wish to moderate your thoughts a bit.”

“Sure, you did.” Eyeroll.

He sputters. “What do you mean, ‘sure, you did?’ I did. I ate him right up. Like a snack. And we were serious, too.” 

“That’s kind of hot.”

“Well, it was more bloody than hot. But certainly, if you’re into that sort of a thing, I suppose one could argue it was hot.”

Oh, I am. Into it, I mean. And I’m dying to ask sooo many intimate questions, but I can’t. Life is so unfair.

“You can’t discuss copulation?”

“No.” I grit my teeth. Sure, throw it in my face.

“At least you aren’t constantly having to watch your alpha and his mate go at it.” He grins. Pure evil. “No discussing fornication then? I can’t tell you about the orgy I attended last week with the huge leather—”

“No!” Sweat breaks out on my brow. I want to know. I NEED to know. But . . . I can’t ask.

“What if the interview’s over? Can we talk about S.E.X. then?” he whispers.

“Yes. But what fun is it to talk sex without an audience?”

“Oh, you’re a kinky one, aren’t you?”

I waggle my eyebrows. “You have no idea.”

“Indeed?” He peers at me for a long moment. “A truly awful aura. It’s mesmerizing.”

I preen. “Thank you.”

“It wasn’t a compliment. Though it does make me want to throw you over the back of your chair and have my way with you. Nasty auras are my weakness. Well, that and fudge. I adore fudge.” He licks his lips.

I swallow audibly. “Well, dear readers, I, uh, need to cut this interview short. Looks like I have plans . . .

Tune in for the next edition of World Fantasy News: The Fairest and Impartialist News Source Anywhere. Geoffraie Aumberden, everyone’s favorite nympho, signing off.”

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