NSFW Sunday! WOOOOOT! Evening!

Oh I love his ink. I think it’s a great piece for his body. A nice embellishment.

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NSFW Sunday!

You know what I liked about this photo? The blue of the water matched his eyes. I also really like water. Hmmmm…. one would wonder.

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Evening!

Oh black and white! ahhhhh black and white. *grins*

 

Morning!

Happy July 4th for those who are celebrating!

I went with a man’s man today. I love this shot for its ruggedness. No other word for it. Even the sky is rugged.

Evening!

I’m a bit late because well… doing some time at WesterCon so…

But oh this is black and white. And such great lighting!

Ink and Shadows Tour Blog Stop #2

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And THE TOUR begins!

Our first stop of the Ink and Shadows tour is: It’s About the Book

Be sure to stop by each site and maybe win one of Pestlience’s Ponies. They’re actually pretty cool. I’ll be sending them directly to the winners. International winners included! They don’t photograph well … because well, black horses but there was squeeing in the house by the adults present. Pestilence_PonyOne for each blog spot! And I discuss a bit about the Horsemen, Kismet and the world they inhabit at each stop. Be sure to visit them all. Maybe you’ll win a herd!

July 2: Love Bytes

July 3: It’s About the Book

July 6: Sinfully Sexy: http://sinfullysexybooks.blogspot.com/

July 7: RELEASE DAY! WOOOOT

July 8: Prism Alliance: http://www.prismbookalliance.com/

July 9: Joyfully Jay: http://joyfullyjay.com/

July 10: GGR: http://www.ggr-review.com/

July 11: The Blogger Girls: http://thebloggergirls.com/
The Novel Approach: http://thenovelapproachreviews.com/

o-ink-and-shadowsInk and Shadows

Kismet Andreas lives in fear of the shadows.

For the young tattoo artist, the shadows hold more than darkness. He is certain of his insanity because the dark holds creatures and crawling things only he can see—monsters who hunt out the weak to eat their minds and souls, leaving behind only empty husks and despair.

And if there’s one thing Kismet fears more than being hunted—it’s the madness left in its wake.

The shadowy Veil is Mal’s home. As Pestilence, he is the youngest—and most inexperienced—of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, immortal manifestations resurrected to serve—and cull—mankind. Invisible to all but the dead and insane, the Four exist between the Veil and the mortal world, bound to their nearly eternal fate. Feared by other immortals, the Horsemen live in near solitude but Mal longs to know more than Death, War and Famine.

Mal longs to be… more human. To interact with someone other than lunatics or the deceased.

When Kismet rescues Mal from a shadowy attack, Pestilence is suddenly thrust into a vicious war—where mankind is the prize, and the only one who has faith in Mal is the human the other Horsemen believe is destined to die.

Purchase Ink and Shadows at DSP Publications: http://www.dsppublications.com/books/ink-and-shadows-by-rhys-ford-135-b

Or Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Ink-Shadows-Rhys-Ford-ebook/dp/B010OLTBJU/

As well as B&N and ARe.

Morning! Friday July 3

I love the black and blue background. Such a great backdrop for his form.

B. Snow’s Emily’s Magical Bejeweled Codpiece! Welcome!

*Heh…thank you for the plug. Welcome B. Snow!

Thanks, Rhys, for letting me chat a little about Emily’s Magical Bejeweled Codpiece, a short novella of about 16,000 words. I know Dreamspinner would not like me calling it crackfic, but it really did start out as the most ridiculous thing. I mean, it’s about a codpiece!

Well, okay, it’s not really about a codpiece. It’s about Tom and his not-quite-boyfriend Peter and the object of Tom’s desire, Benedetto Emilio Nesci. Tom would drop Peter in a heartbeat if he could have Nesci, but he can’t, because Nescilived and died four centuries earlier.

At this point you may be thinking that Tom’s kind of a dick, and, well, yeah, he is. But he’s an honest dick who won’t make a promise to Peter that he can’t keep. He’s also a bit of a clean freak, which causes some problems when he gets whisked back in time to the 16th century.

Here, just read the blurb, it will make more sense than my blathering:

EmilysMagicalBejeweledCodpieceLGEmily’s Magical Bejeweled Codpiece
Tom, museum curator and expert in Renaissance jewelry, doesn’t think his boyfriend Peter is “The One.” Peter is perfectly happy with Tom, but Tom is obsessed with the artist Benedetto Emilio Nesci—exciting, passionate, extraordinarily talented… and dead for over 400 years.

Tasked with researching a bejeweled codpiece, Tom abandons his professional ethics—and his sanity—to try on the codpiece and is transported halfway around the world and back in time, right into Florence, Italy and Nesci’s workroom.

After his initial panic subsides, Tom seizes the opportunity to allow Nesci to seduce him, but Tom discovers not everything about the sixteenth century is as romantic as he’d imagined. Getting back to the modern world and Peter becomes Tom’s only wish, but desire and reality are two completely different things, and Tom might not get what he wants this time around.

Excerpt:
“THERE’S NO nice way to say this, so I’ll just say it. My great-uncle was an old pervert.” The woman’s mouth tightened, as did her grip on the cardboard box she was holding.

Tom bit his lip, trying not to give her a verbal slap. He wasn’t going to argue with her—Zaz Edison had been an old pervert. But he’d been a fun, witty, engaging old pervert, and everyone, including Tom, had liked him. Well, everyone except his great-niece, apparently. Tom sorted through possible responses for something to say that wouldn’t be too offensive; the man had died just two days earlier.

“Well,” he began, but the woman shook her head impatiently.

“No, please, I really don’t want to talk about it. I just want you to take care of this.” She thrust the box at Tom, and as she did so, the notebook sitting on top of it slid off and fell to the ground. The woman picked it up and set it on Tom’s desk, her lips moving in a weird way, as though she was holding back a swear word or a string of them. “Uncle Izadore left it to a museum in San Francisco, and I have no idea how to get it there. You don’t just slap a FedEx label on something like this. Or maybe you do, I don’t know.” She blew out a breath. “You museum people must know how it’s done.”

She made “museum people” sound one step above carnies, but Tom barely heard her through the fog of shock that crept over him. A museum in San Francisco? Zaz had been a patron of the local museum for years; he knew Tom was the jewelry expert there, and yet he’d left something valuable, something interesting, to another museum?

“If he hadn’t left specific instructions in his will,” the woman went on, “I’d have thrown it out with the rest of his pornography.”

That got Tom’s attention. “What did you throw out?”

She gave Tom a look, then spoke to him as if he were an idiot. “Everything! His house was filled with…. God knows what. Books, magazines, DVDs. Even old movies. I didn’t look that carefully. I don’t want to know.”

Jesus, not just a prude, but a stupid one. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“Not at all.”

“That stuff was vintage—”

“It was filth! And now it’s all in garbage bags outside the house. You’re welcome to it if you get there before trash pickup.”

“Fine.” Frigid bitch. Poor Zaz.

She must have read Tom’s face, because she scowled. Then she pulled a piece of paper out of her purse. “I’ll need you to sign this receipt.”

“I’m not going to sign it before I know what I’m receiving.”

“It’s in the box.” She jiggled her foot as Tom set the box on the desk. “I just can’t have that thing in the house. I have children.”

Tom allowed himself an eye roll as he opened the flaps of the box and began digging through the packing peanuts. His fingers hit something hard—a wood and glass display case by the feel of it. He pulled it out, then froze when he saw what was inside.

Tom stared down at the object, then carefully set the case on the desk before snatching up the notebook.

“Are you going to sign the receipt or not?”

“Give me a minute.” His heart was racing. He flipped through the notebook until he saw the name he was looking for, then snapped it shut and grabbed the receipt. He signed it, then shoved it back at the woman.

“I know none of this is legally binding, so I’m relying on your professional ethics. Uncle Izadore spoke highly of you. I know you’ll be honest, if only out of respect for him.”

“I still don’t understand what you want me to do.”

“Ship it to the San Francisco museum. I’ll reimburse you and pay you for your time. ” She pulled a business card out of her purse and handed it to him. “I just don’t want to see it ever again.”

“Will do,” Tom managed.

She turned and walked out of the room without another word, and a few seconds later, the front door shut. “You forgot your ruby slippers,” Tom muttered.

Peter poked his head into the office. “She seems nice.” He grinned, leaning against the doorframe.

Tom let his eyes wander down the smoothly muscled lines of Peter’s body, remembering how he’d let his tongue do the wandering the night before, just after Peter had gotten out of the shower. He turned back to the box on his desk. “She’s Zaz’s great-niece, and she threw out the erotica he collected for decades. He’s probably spinning in his grave.”

Peter’s grin lost some of its brightness. “I was sorry to hear about him. He was a nice old guy. Hung out with me at that museum party.”

“He was probably checking out your ass.”

“Yeah, he was. But not in a creepy way. He was funny. And he seemed really happy you’d brought me.” Peter crossed the room and bent down, then wrapped his arms around Tom. “Are you okay? I know you’re sad that he’s gone—”

“No, it’s… um.” Tom tightened his grip on the display case. “I need some time alone with this.”

“Alone with—Emily’s Magical Bejeweled Codpiece,” Peter read off the label inside the display case. “What the hell is that?”

“I’ll explain later.” Tom set the case on his desk and opened the notebook.

Purchase Link: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=6568

CunningPlan[A]LGAnd hey! From today until July 6, Dreamspinner is having a sale on paranormal e-books, so that means my novella, A Cunning Plan, is on sale! It’s a Regency with a teeny bit of shifter plot (seriously, what was I thinking??) http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4429

That means Rhys’ “Ghost” books are on sale, too, in case you don’t already have them. (Nice plug, eh, boss? :D)

Thanks again, Rhys!

About B. Snow
B. Snow found her way into the magical world of gay romance by way of fanfic and slash, and original characters began banging on her brain several years ago. If she can conquer her chronic procrastinitus, she may get that banging written down someday.

Originally from the West Coast, B. Snow and her husband now live in the Atlanta area, sharing a house with a cat who has them very well trained.

You can find more information at her woefully neglected blog and at her Facebook page. You can e-mail her if you don’t mind waiting a few days for a response. See above: procrastinitus.

Blog: http://bsnowwriter.blogspot.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/bsnow.writer

E-mail: bsnow.writer@gmail.com

Evening!

Okay the colours here are what’s interesting. So many shades of blue and the pants have a pop of purple on them (on my monitor). Lovely colour combinations.

Ink and Shadows Blog Tour Stop #1

InkandShadows_Tour_banner

And THE TOUR begins!

Our first stop of the Ink and Shadows tour is: Love Bytes

Be sure to stop by each site and maybe win one of Pestlience’s Ponies. They’re actually pretty cool. I’ll be sending them directly to the winners. International winners included! They don’t photograph well … because well, black horses but there was squeeing in the house by the adults present. Pestilence_PonyOne for each blog spot! And I discuss a bit about the Horsemen, Kismet and the world they inhabit at each stop. Be sure to visit them all. Maybe you’ll win a herd!

July 2: Love Bytes

July 3: It’s About the Book: http://itsaboutthebook.com/

July 6: Sinfully Sexy: http://sinfullysexybooks.blogspot.com/

July 7: RELEASE DAY! WOOOOT

July 8: Prism Alliance: http://www.prismbookalliance.com/

July 9: Joyfully Jay: http://joyfullyjay.com/

July 10: GGR: http://www.ggr-review.com/

July 11: The Blogger Girls: http://thebloggergirls.com/
The Novel Approach: http://thenovelapproachreviews.com/

o-ink-and-shadowsInk and Shadows

Kismet Andreas lives in fear of the shadows.

For the young tattoo artist, the shadows hold more than darkness. He is certain of his insanity because the dark holds creatures and crawling things only he can see—monsters who hunt out the weak to eat their minds and souls, leaving behind only empty husks and despair.

And if there’s one thing Kismet fears more than being hunted—it’s the madness left in its wake.

The shadowy Veil is Mal’s home. As Pestilence, he is the youngest—and most inexperienced—of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, immortal manifestations resurrected to serve—and cull—mankind. Invisible to all but the dead and insane, the Four exist between the Veil and the mortal world, bound to their nearly eternal fate. Feared by other immortals, the Horsemen live in near solitude but Mal longs to know more than Death, War and Famine.

Mal longs to be… more human. To interact with someone other than lunatics or the deceased.

When Kismet rescues Mal from a shadowy attack, Pestilence is suddenly thrust into a vicious war—where mankind is the prize, and the only one who has faith in Mal is the human the other Horsemen believe is destined to die.

Purchase Ink and Shadows at DSP Publications: http://www.dsppublications.com/books/ink-and-shadows-by-rhys-ford-135-b

Or Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Ink-Shadows-Rhys-Ford-ebook/dp/B010OLTBJU/

As well as B&N and ARe.

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