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Roughing It By Elizabeth Black

ISBN: 9781634860956

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GENRE: Gay Science Fiction Mystery Erotic Romance
LENGTH: 9,734 words
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When a strange outbreak occurs at a lakeside campground, Jake Walker and Lance Cameron investigate. Not only are they biologists, they’re lovers who share a passion for science.

The outbreak has locals terrified. Nine campers become sick; four die, and one victim reports an increase in her sex drive so serious, she attacks her best friend's husband. Is this lustiness caused by the disease? What’s behind the odd rainstorm that falls over a small geographic area and the strange red dust around the cabins? Is this outbreak a new disease or something much more dire?

Together Jake and Lance must find the cause before others are infected ... and before they come down with the plague themselves.

EXCERPT:

Note: may contain sexually explicit scenes of a homoerotic nature.

Once back at the chalet, Jake sat at the kitchen table, spooning hot turkey soup into his mouth. "Your soups are to die for. And this one is one of your best. Just the thing I need to help me feel better."

"Comfort food."

"Exactly."

"How are you feeling now?"

"A bit better. The dip in the hot tub helped." He took Lance's hand and gave it a squeeze. "As did your private, special ministrations."

"I could repeat therapy if the patient deems it necessary."

Jake spooned the last of the soup, stood, and took the bowl and spoon to the dishwasher. "I'm afraid I'll have to pass. If you don't mind, I'd like to lie down for about an hour to sleep this bug off. Then we can get back to work."

"Sounds like a good idea. I'll join you."

"No groping. Sleep only."

Lance smiled. "I can't promise that."

* * * *

Lance awakened in the dark with a start in a cold sweat. Once the chills took over, Jake stirred at his side, and then woke up.

"I can't shop shivering." Lance curled up into a ball, wondering what was happening to him. He hadn't felt this sick in years. Was this how Jake felt? Did he somehow expose himself to what the campers caught? He shook so hard his back seized. Pain shooting from his shoulder blades to his hips brought tears to his eye. He groaned in agony.

Jake grabbed the blanket bunched at the bottom of the bed and brought it up to wrap around Lance, who grabbed it as if it were a life preserver. Anything to get warm.

After what seemed like hours, the chills passed. Lance relaxed, exhausted but wide awake. He glanced at the clock. 4:30 am.

"I have a scorching headache." Lance said. "Could you please get me some aspirin?"

"Of course. Would you like some cold medicine, too? It's only 4:30. You could sleep for a few more hours."

"Sure. It might help. This sure came on suddenly."

"I feel terrible. You got it from me. We're playing volley-germ."

"You didn't have the chills, though. And it's all in your head. Every joint in my body is on fire, and my ears are ringing. I hope it's not the camper's disease."

"I doubt that's what it is. Maybe it's the flu manifesting itself differently. You have the headache to end all headaches, though, just like me. Let's keep an eye on it. We haven't drunk anything except bottled water, and we've used gloves and masks at the cabin. We thoroughly cook our food, too."

Jake returned with Tamiflu, aspirin, and a bottle of water. After Lance took the medicine, he lay back in bed, wondering how whatever-it-was could slam him down flat on his back like this. Lance took pride in his healthy way of living. Fit and athletic, he worked out, ate organic, fresh food, and avoided too much alcohol. He neither smoked nor took illicit drugs. No prescription drugs, either. His body was a temple, and he hated so much as defiling it with aspirin and cold medicine, but now he had no choice. He rarely got sick, and when he did it was usually only a mild head cold.

This was different, but he couldn't let it stop him from doing his job. What if I attack Jake with a dildo? Did I catch it from Emily Vanderness? He worried a stray thread on his T-shirt. Damn, he'd been careful! And he had work to do. A few more hours of sleep might be enough to get the bug under control so he could get back to the cabin. Before he knew it he drifted off into a fitful, dreamless sleep.

From Fan Fiction To Hot Gay Male Erotic Medical Thriller

I admit it. I have written fan fiction. Stop laughing!

The first fan fiction I wrote was when I was in college. I used to write Star Trek fan fiction with my cousin, who was five years younger than me. She lived in Iowa and I lived in Maryland, and we scorched the pages of letters to each other with this crap. My favorite characters were Spock and Scotty. Her favorites were McCoy and Kirk. We wrote long-winded and dreadful letters where we were the stars of our own fantasies and the Trek characters actions revolved around us.

Yes, we wrote Mary Sues. You're laughing again!

We were perfect in every way. We were beautiful, genius-level intelligent, vivacious, talented, knowledgeable in our fields (whatever the hell they were), and the entire Enterprise crew was in love with us. Of course, the bridge crew couldn't get enough of us. Typical Mary Sue. I had no idea the concept of the Mary Sue even existed, let alone we were splendid at it. We kept these letters going for over a year, and both of us were hooked on classic Trek.

I had a blast writing those letters. Sadly, I never saved them. I wish I had. I could laugh and cringe over them while downing a bottle of bubbly. I went another ten years before I wrote fan fiction again. In 1993, I became hooked on The X Files. I wished I could have worked on that show. I was in an AOL fan chat that show writer Glen Morgan used to stop in, and he gave me the contact information to send my resume. That was very nice of him. At the time I was working local crew in Maryland doing lighting, scenic art, and makeup (including prosthetics) for movies, TV, stage, and concerts. I worked on Die Hard With A Vengeance, Homicide: Life On The Street, and the movie 12 Monkeys. I loved my work. I had enough of a background to qualify for union work in Vancouver, British Columbia and I was willing to move not only across the continent but to another country. I thought I could live in Vancouver, Washington in the U. S. and commute to British Columbia but that wasn't allowed. I'd have to move there and become a citizen. It was a long shot, but I wrote. Never heard back. But I tried. I loved that line of work and being in that fan chat.

Anyway, a couple of years later I attended a science fiction convention as a guest panelist and I met a guy who was helping to put together some anthologies. One was gay, one was lesbian, and one was TV fan fiction. None of the books were ever published to my knowledge. It was a good thing, too, because I didn't know at the time I could have been sued for publishing and getting paid for a short story based on The X Files without first getting the show's permission. I did start the story but didn't finish it. However, I saved my file. I also wrote a lesbian story for the other book and I saved that file as well.

Count about a decade into the future. I rewrote the lesbian story and submitted it to Torquere Press for their Vamps anthology, and it was accepted! I was delighted. I had worked on the X File for another half dozen years or so. I changed Mulder and Scully to two gay men working on an outbreak at a camp around a lake. I finally finished it a few weeks ago, and I submitted it to a Men At Work call I saw at – get this – The Erotic Readers And Writers Association's Submissions Web Page.  Funny how things come full circle. The story was accepted! I called it Roughing It, and it's due to come out in the spring. Although Jake and Lance are two scientists, you can hear Mulder and Scully in their conversations. The story is a cross between The X Files and The Andromeda Strain with a little sex thrown in. The sex works, too. It doesn't seem out of place. I like this story very much, and it's special to me since I have worked on it very hard for nearly 20 years. The story in the Vamps anthology is called Neighbors, and I took the two characters in it – Charlotte and Lina, who could pass for identical twins – and placed them in my work-in-progress Full Moon Fever. I hope to sell it to the same publisher that is publishing my novel Alex Craig Has A Threesome. Xcite Books is publishing that book late summer. If it sells well, I hope to pitch Full Moon Fever to them. I'll do what I can to make Alex Craig sell. I'm very happy to be with Xcite. Xcite has published four of my short stories in anthologies so I'm not a stranger. This is my first novel in several years and my first with Xcite. I need the boost. Keeping my fingers crossed.

I find it amusing I've written a story that originated as fan fiction, and the final result is getting published. Hey, if it worked for E. L. James, maybe it will work for me. Everyone knows those 50 Shades of Grey books started out as Twilight fan fiction. I can only dream of selling as well as she has.

I've also written Once Upon A Time fan fiction, but that's another post. At least I stuck to Belle and Rumpelstiltskin. No Mary Sue in those stories. I won't give links. I'm too embarrassed. LOL Look for Roughing It in April and Alex Craig Has A Threesome in late summer.

Best Lesbian Romance Of The Year: 1

Best Lesbian Romance Of The Year: 1

Publisher: Cleis Press

Editor: Radclyffe

Story: Like A Breath Of Ocean Blue

By: Elizabeth Black

ISBN: 978-1627780872

Publishing Date: June 9, 2015

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BLURB

Romance is as eternally new as the unique connection between lovers, and so too these 18 stories of attraction, desire and passion from best-selling romance authors JL Merrow, Sacchi Green, Giselle Renarde, D. Jackson Leigh, Teresa Noelle Roberts, Radclyffe and others. The stories in Best Lesbian Romance 2015 will have you falling in love with love all over again. A celebration of the swooning sensation of a first crush, the dizzying feel of a first touch and the raw electric elation of sexual passion are all captured here.

EXCERPT #1

There was something magical about the ocean in the height of summer. Warm air crackled around me, as if the sky knew this day was going to be special. I stood by the store's back door, drinking a cup of coffee and watching the gulls bob up and down on the ocean's waves.

I minded the t-shirt store Monday through Friday from nine to five. Today, being Friday, was a special day. My heart thundered in my chest. She'll arrive any minute. This was the first time I had interest in a woman more than merely daydreaming about her. I fingered the necklace in my pocket. Am I being too forward giving it to her? What if she doesn't like women? I'd longed for a woman's touch for many years but never found an opportunity until I met Malena.

Malena, her name was an elixir on my lips. Ma - le - na. An orgasm in my mouth. Like a breath of ocean blue, she caught me in the pull of her riptide. Malena, whose hair fell down her back like dark rain during a midnight storm. Her sun-kissed skin glowed the color of the coffee and cream I sipped every morning. I admired her body from afar; a swell of broad hips that kissed her waist the way I wanted to; shoulders broad enough for me to rest my head upon; breasts so full I could get lost in all that delicious cleavage.

How I longed for Malena, but I was too chicken-hearted to make a move.

She was a virago on the waves of the churning ocean. Try as I might, I couldn't keep up with her. No one could. After all, how do you hold the wind in your hands? She slipped through; teasing, tormenting, and a light-hearted laugh burst from her supple lips each time she saw the agony she put me in.

EXCERPT #2

She ran a finger down my cheek, bringing prickly heat to the surface. I probably glowed as red as a burn by now.

"Your shyness is so sweet. I love it!" She said. "I've taken notice of your lovely gifts of coffee and danish, and I know they're more than courtesies of a work colleague. I may not have said a word, but I'm not naive."

When she spoke, her voice was so soft I barely heard her but her words revealed my deepest, most intimate fantasies. Her fingers weaved through my hair, pulling my head towards hers. Her eyes aflame gazed into mine, and I felt as if she touched my very soul.

"I know you've wanted to do this for a very long time. So have I. The difference between us is I take what I want."

Her lips brushed against mine, cool in the warm summer heat. I closed my eyes and lost myself in her kiss. The scent of ocean surf mingled with her crisp perfume. Lips parted, and tongues danced a salsa around each other. I had never before kissed a woman. Her lips were feather soft, like pillows pressing against my own lips. So unlike a man's. Her delicate cheek brushed against my chin, so smooth. For once a face brushed my own that was not covered with stubble.

This was where I belonged - in Malena's arms, wrapped in her sumptuous curves.

"You don't have to be downstairs for another fifty minutes." She whispered against my throat. The warm breath on my skin made me break out in goosebumps. "I can help you pass the time. It will fly by quickly."

"Too quickly," I said as I stroked her back. She felt smaller than she looked; a tiny thing ready to burst out of her own skin. At long last, I felt the weight of Malena's supple body in my arms. Her full breasts pressed against my chest. Her arms wrapped around me like trembling vines around a solid oak. Despite her casual attitude, she was as nervous about our tryst as I was. How many times had she miscalculated the interest of a woman she desired? At least this time, her hunch was correct.

Pride Month at Beth Wylde's - June 4 - Elizabeth Black and Friends

I'll be at Beth Wylde's Yahoo group with writer friends June 4 from noon EST until about six PM EST.  I'll post about GLBT books and related issues. I hope to see you there.

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bethwylde/

Bisexual Werewolves - Oh My! And A Contest!

UPDATE: I've selected a winner! Yvette won a copy of "Filthy Leuker". Thanks to everyone who came to my blog, read my post and excerpt, and entered my contest. Keep an eye here on my blog for future blog hops and more contests. Some are in October. :)

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[Note: Please visit my Feral Heat Facebook Page for more information about this series.]

When I chose werewolves over vampires for my paranormal creature series, the choice was an easy one. I generally don't see vampires as romantic. I grew up with Bram Stoker and Hammer Films. Vampires stink of the grave, they're violent, and they bite. Not sexy. Granted, I did create a sexy bisexual female vampire in my short story "Like A Moth To A Flame" for the "Partner Swap" anthology published by Xcite Books, but I usually don't do that. 

Werewolves? That's another story.

Those critters are animalistic to begin with. There's something sexy about a strapping young man morphing into a beast, especially when you have two of them going at each other. Gives new meaning to "hungry for your love".

My book "Filthy Leuker: Feral Heat 2" is the second in my "Feral Heat" series. The main characters, Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome, are bisexual werewolves. They lean towards being gay but they don't turn down a sexy woman. In "Filthy Leuker", they hook up with both a very sexy gay male dancer as well as two bisexual female scenic artists. Bisexuality in my eyes opens up characters to a wider world of lovers. Contrary to some opinions, bisexuality doesn't mean that person will fuck anything that moves. Whilst being bi does open up more opportunities for love, I believe it also opens up more chances of rejection. Sam and Grant are interestingly less concerned about anyone discovering their bisexuality than they are about anyone discovering they are werewolves. Being a werewolf invites nastier treatment than being bi in their world. That's one reason they don't remain in one location for long. Eventually, the locals will trace all the recent killings - animal and human alike - to them. So they move on. Leaving lovers behind.

Until they meet Leuker (Luke), Charlotte, and Lina. 

CONTEST

Would you like to win a copy of "Filthy Leuker"? Just leave a comment below with your email address and tell me how much you like werewolves whether they're straight or GLBTQ. I'll choose a winner after this blog hop is over. Look for the announcement here and on my Facebook page.

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And now, links, a blurb, and an excerpt from "Filthy Leuker".

FILTHY LEUKER

m/m Paranormal Erotic Romance/werewolves

Published by Romance Divine

December 9, 2012

FILTHY LEUKER continues the story of Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome, my bisexual werewolves from my novella FERAL HEAT. You may also find Sam and Grant in the free read FLUFF THE MASTER, published by Romance Divine in its EXPLICIT ENCOUNTERS anthology. Lina and Charlotte, whom you meet in this excerpt, appeared in my 'short story NEIGHBORS, which was published in the VAMPS anthology published by Torquere Press. This book is a crossover!

More information below my excerpt.

Title: Filthy Leuker                                                   

Release Date: 09 December 2011

Publisher: Romance Divine

ISBN: 978-1-935757-49-8

Author: Elizabeth Black  

Format: E-Book

Length: 12,438 words   66 pp (PDF)

Genre: Erotica

Category: Erotica, Fetish, Paranormal, Werewolf, 

     Gay, Male Male, Bisexual, Multiple Partner

Price: $4.99

Buy Links:

Romance Divine: Coming Soon

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Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/filthy-leuker-feral-heat-2

BLURB:

Erotic author Elizabeth Black is back. And she brings with her those lusty, bisexual werewolves/stagehands from her hot and sexy FERAL HEAT. This time Grant and Sam have their eyes on the show’s luscious male dancer: Leuker. To keep it all interesting, the lithesome ladies, Lina and Charlotte, are also along. It’s a paranormal, erotic, anything goes FIVE-some. Blame it all on…FILTHY LEUKER.

EXCERPT:

"I don't think we'll be getting much rest tonight. I'm feeling adventurous!" Charlotte dipped her finger in her Tuaca and rubbed it around her mouth, pursing her lips with the promise of much more. She pulled a pair of dice out of her back pocket of her jeans and rolled them in her palm. "What do you say we play with my Sex Dice?"

"What are Sex Dice?" Luke looked so open and naïve Sam wanted to hug him.

"He's adorable," Charlotte brushed her fingers against Luke's arm, making Luke double-take at her bold gesture. A pang of jealousy washed over Sam, but he immediately shoved the feeling away. They'd share each other's bodies soon enough. Charlotte continued: "Sex Dice are a game. We shake the dice and do whatever they tell us to do. One die says what to do and the other die says to whom to do it."

Luke reached for the dice in Charlotte's hand but Lina slapped him away. She likes slapping. I could get into a little swat. The pain would do me good.

"No!” Lina commanded. “I'd rather see your reaction the moment you have to remove your shirt or French kiss the person to your right."

"Good thing we're bi or that could be awkward." Mirth filled Grant's voice.

"Or enticing," Charlotte nibbled brie from an apple slice. Melting cheese dripped from the corner of her mouth, and the tip of her tongue snatched it up before it could get away, making Sam's cock twitched with delight. "Have you ever seen two straight women kiss? It's very exciting. All the giggling and petting. They love it. Theyjust don't admit it."

"Enough talk! Let's play. Everyone on the floor in a circle." Sam took the dice from Charlotte as the five of them sat on the floor with Sam against the couch and to his right Grant, then Lina, Luke, and Charlotte.

"I'll go first," He took a long swallow of his Tuaca and tossed the dice on the rug.