Blog Archive - November 2016

THIRDS Thursday - Hot Seat 11/3/16

THIRDS Thursday Hot Seat Hello all! It’s been a while since we’ve had the THIRDS guys in the Hot Seat, so today we have Angel, Sloane, Ash, Ethan, Calvin, and Seb here to answer some of your questions! Remember if you’d like to leave a question for the cast, you can do so here. Let’s turn up the heat!

From Cindy for Angel Herrera: Are you single? What is your dream boyfriend/girlfriend like? How do you feel about Taylor who is always flitting from one person to the other and was only serious about the mated Dex?

Angel: I’m single, yep. It’s kinda been a while. My dream person would be someone I can have fun with who makes me laugh. I’m not really into the whole serious thing. I mean, obviously there are times to be serious, but I don’t get people who take themselves so seriously. Life’s too short, you know? Someone’s who’s faithful, and not a dick. I know what you’re thinking, that kinda leaves Taylor out. There’s lots of guys like Taylor who aren’t interested in relationships and enjoy hookups. Well, that’s what Taylor used to do. I haven’t seen him hook up with a guy in a long time actually. I was kind of knocked for a loop when I realized Taylor had gone from wanting to screw Dex to something else. But then he’s not really the “let’s talk about our feelings” type of guy. He keeps that stuff close to his chest. I miss him, though. I hope he comes back soon.

From Freddy for Calvin and Ethan: Have you always hated Calvin & Hobbes references or did you maybe once read and like the tales of an adventurous boy and his striped best friend whose awesomeness only he could appreciate?

Calvin: Are you kidding? I never hated the reference. I grew up on all types of comics and I still love them. I’ve read all the Calvin and Hobbes strips, and love them. They’re amazing. And really, I don’t mind it. I ain’t got nothing on that kid. He’s way more sophisticated than I am. The reference just never seems to get old for my colleagues, but then I work with a bunch of dorks. It depends on the interpretation. Like when Dex first commented on it, I didn’t know him, so I didn’t know how to take his reaction.

Ethan: *whispers in Calvin’s ear*

Calvin: Ethan doesn’t mind it either because he’s always enjoyed the comics. It’s a cute reference, and really kind of flattering considering. Ethan was okay with it from the beginning, so that meant I was okay too. It’s when you get asshats who can’t see it for what it is and just see a blond kid and an imaginary tiger. That’s not what the stories were about, and sure as shit not what we are.

From Charlotte to Sloane, Ash, Ethan, and Seb: What do you feel when you see your lover wear your clothes?

Sloane: I feel conflicted. I can’t decide whether to enjoy seeing Dex in my clothes, or to strip him of them because he looks so damn good. I love it though. I love when I’m in the kitchen in the morning and he wanders downstairs, hair sticking up all over, half asleep, face flushed, and he doesn’t realize he’s pulled on my T-shirt instead of his. It reminds me of how lucky I am to have him in my life.

Ash: I feel a lot of inappropriate things. Usually when Cael wears one of my shirts, it’s huge on him, usually down his thighs or depending on the shirt sometimes to his knees, which means he doesn’t wear anything else under it. I can’t help but grab him when he does that because he looks so damned adorable, and hot.

Ethan: *whispers in Seb’s ear*

Seb: *to Ethan* Yeah, I really don’t need to picture your boyfriend in his underwear. Thanks. Ethan says Cal usually wears his T-shirts. Anything else is too big, and of course Ethan loves it. He thinks Cal looks adorable. Cal tends to sleep in one of Ethan’s T-shirts, and a pair of boxer-briefs. As for me, I don’t really know what Hudson wears at home, if he still does what he used to when we were together. I mean, I maybe have an idea. Dex told me Hudson still has some of my T-shirts. He’s had at least one altered which he’s worn under his clothes. It’s a little painful, but good painful if that makes sense. Knowing he kept some of my shirts, that he still wears them feel amazing. Usually when we lounged together back in the day, he’d wear one of my shirts. Hudson likes to feel comfortable, and my shirts made him feel warm and safe.

From Mary to all: When you are in your felid form which is the first thought that occurs to you when you see your partner?

Sloane: Mine.

Ash: Mine.

Cael: Mine.

Seb: Mine.

Ethan: *nods*

Sloane: *laughs* We’re not really all that complicated in our Felid forms. Usually our thought process revolves around our mate or partner, protecting them, and dealing with the threat if there is one. And in Ash’s case just showing off his mane.

Ash: *shrugs* Mane envy. *points to the rest of them* They’s got it.

 

$600 Raised for Big Cats with THIRDS Beyond the Books!

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Hello, all! I'm super excited to share with you our first donation to Big Cat Rescue! As promised, my royalties from the first two THIRDS Beyond the Books volumes are being donated to Big Cat Rescue to help the big cats. Although only pre-order sales have come through for volume 2 since it was released less than a month ago, we have the results so far! $578.73 which I rounded up to a neat $600.00. Thank you so much to everyone who bought a copy of THIRDS Beyond the Books, Volume 1 and/or Volume 2! I placed the donation in honor of the THIRDS readers because you all are just amazing!

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#TeaserTuesday - 11/8/16 Soldati Hearts, Book #2

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Hello, all! This week’s #TeaserTuesday is actually supposed to be last week's #TeaserTuesday. I was out of town and had edits due and so it completely slipped my mind. I'll be sure to stay on top of it. Next week's will go up as scheduled. Here we have a snippet from the first chapter of my current work in progress, the second Soldati book, which is Toka and Rayner who appear in The Soldati Prince which is out November 21st from Dreamspinner Press and now available for pre-order from Amazon, ARe, and B&N as well. Enjoy!

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When I catch you, you’ll have to give me anything I desire.

Toka wasn’t prepared for the silky words, and he faltered, his paw catching on a rock, sending him tumbling. Oh, sugar! He changed to his human form and sat up, eyes narrowed when a familiar shadow stretched over him. A hand appeared before his face, and with a groan, Toka accepted, slipping his smoky colored hand into the fairer one on offer. It was large and warm, enveloping Toka’s. Cheeks flushed, Toka was pulled to his feet.

“You cheated,” Toka mumbled pitifully.

Rayner’s amber eyes sparkled with mischief, his husky laugh sending a shiver through Toka. Why did the man have to be so darned handsome?

“Perhaps,” Rayner admitted, placing his hands to Toka’s waist as he edged closer then walking him back against a tree. He smelled wonderful. Of sandalwood, juniper, and cedar with something else mixed in, along with a scent unique to Rayner, one Toka would know anywhere.

“What… is it that you desire?” Toka’s breath hitched as the black of Rayner’s eyes spread, leaving slivers of molten amber. Rayner’s proximity was doing awfully naughty things to Toka’s body, especially when Rayner eliminated the distance between them, his knee between Toka’s legs.

“You’re trembling,” Rayner said, his sinful lips inches from Toka’s temple, and his breath hot against Toka’s skin. He brushed the back of his fingers down Toka’s bare arm before bringing them to rest under his chin, tilting his head back.

Oh, goodness. Toka swallowed hard. His eyes widened slightly, and his lips parted when Rayner dropped his gaze to Toka’s lips.

“What I desire, my little fox, is a kiss from those sweet lips.”

“Anything,” Toka breathed, curling his fingers into Rayner’s sleeves. He loved the way Rayner eclipsed Toka’s slighter frame. The breadth of his shoulders was impressive, leading to an expansive chest with muscular arms hidden beneath the billowy black sleeves from the shirt he wore beneath the chestnut colored jerkin. His thighs were powerful, his calves strong and sheathed in leather black boots. Rayner exuded more than strength, power, and confidence. He radiated an inescapable sensuality, one others couldn’t help but gravitate toward when he was close.

“You shouldn’t make such promises.” Rayner brushed his lips over Toka’s. “I have a very wicked imagination.”

Tokay whimpered, making Rayner chuckle. “You’re teasing me,” Toka said with a huff, turning his head away. Rayner took hold of his chin, and turned his head back to meet his gaze.

“Oh, but I’m very serious, my little fox.”


Copyright © 2016 Charlie Cochet. The Soldati Prince published by Dreamspinner Press.


Get 30% off The Soldati Prince pre-order in Dreamspinner's Fun & Friends Sale!

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Hello, all! Dreamspinner Press is having a fantastic sale! The entire store is 30% off, including the pre-order of The Soldati Prince!! Woot! Sale ends Nov 13th. Happy shopping!

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Genre: Fantasy, Paranormal Gay Romance Length: Novella, 97 pages Published: Nov 23rd, 2016 Publisher: Dreamspinner Press ISBN: 9781634775809

One moment, Riley Murrough is living a normal life working in a coffee shop, and the next, he’s running for his life from demons, learns he bears the mark of a shape-shifter king from a magical realm, and—worst of all—he’s destined to become the mated prince to the arrogant tiger-shifter he would rather strangle.

Khalon, the shifter king, is equally distraught at the idea of being bound to a human prince, and along with his Soldati warriors, he sets out to return Riley to his own world, where he belongs. On their journey, they might discover why the goddess brought them together—if they can escape the demons and make it to her alive.

Read Chapter One here.


THIRDS Thursday - 11/10/16

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Prompt: I would love to see the first instance of the Waking Dead. Was it when they were younger and Cael and Maddock having to drag Dex awake to school? Or the first time Lou slept over and found his boyfriend non-functional? So curious!


Lou woke up five minutes before his alarm went off just like he did every morning, except this morning wasn’t like every morning. He couldn’t help his big smile as he stretched. He turned off his alarm then rolled over, chuckling at the adorable mess of a man that was Dexter J. Daley. It would seem the guy slept the same way he lived. Eccentrically. Last night, for the first time, Dex asked him to stay, and Lou happily accepted. This morning Lou woke up to Dex’s blond hair sticking up in all directions, blankets wrapped around Dex’s torso, arm, and leg as if he’d waged a lengthy battle with the thing. He was sound asleep, looking sweet and peaceful.

Lou leaned in and kissed Dex’s cheek. “Good morning, sleepyhead.”

There was no response.

“Dex? Honey, wake up.” Lou sat up and leaned over. Seemed his boyfriend was a deep sleeper. “Dex,” Lou purred softly. Nothing. Perhaps a little louder? “Dex, wake up.”

Okay, a very deep sleeper.

Letting Dex sleep in, Lou got up to take a shower and get dressed. Maybe by the time he got out of the shower Dex would be awake. If he was lucky, maybe Dex would wake up and join him.

A sexy morning shower was not in the cards. Lou showered, dried, and dressed. He shaved, brushed his teeth, and styled his hair. Surely Dex would be up by now, except it was still so quiet. When he got out of the bathroom, he was stunned to find Dex still asleep. He had a moment of panic.

Oh my God, what if something’s happened? It was a ridiculous thought, but no more ridiculous than any of the bizarre scenarios Dex found himself in at work at the HPF. The man seemed to be a magnet for crazy.

Lou ran over to Dex’s side of the bed and shook him. “Dex, wake up!”

A groan was followed by a grumble of unintelligible sounds.

“Dios mio.” Lou said a silent little prayer of thanks before crouching down next to Dex. “Dexter, you scared the life out of me.”

More sounds, and then something that sounded strangely like… “Did you say coffee?” A huff of breath was Dex’s response. “I’m going to take that as a yes. Okay. I’ll make coffee, you get that cute butt of yours out of bed and come downstairs.”

Grunting followed, but no movement. With a chuckle, Lou went downstairs. Usually he was already out of the house by this time. His shifts started a little after dawn, and ended well into the evening, but it was a sacrifice he was willing to make. If he wanted Clove Catering to really take off, he had to put in the hard work, just like he would have to do if he wanted his relationship with Dex to work. Between their schedules, it wasn’t going to be easy, but Lou was determined. Dex was a good guy. He was sweet, funny, and genuinely interested in Lou’s dreams of turning his little catering company into one of New York City’s best.

Lou got to work making breakfast. He started with the coffee, since Dex had somewhat communicated it’s what he wanted. As soon as the coffee started percolating, he heard a loud “thump” come from upstairs. It startled the hell out of him.

“Dex, are you okay?” Lou called up. He turned when he heard thumping on the stairs. “What the heck?” He stood behind the counter, frowning at the stairs when socked feet appeared. Arching an eyebrow, Lou watched Dex come down the stairs. His eyes were half open, maybe? Lou couldn’t tell until he was closer. Yep, they were open. Kind of.

As Dex approached, Lou pressed his lips together to keep himself from laughing. Dex’s T-shirt was on backwards and inside out, the tag hanging from the collar. There was a good chance his loose pajama bottoms were on backwards too. The Star Wars robe was hanging off one shoulder, and his hair was plastered down on one side of his face, the other side sticking up.

“Good morning,” Lou said cheerfully.

Dex plopped down into a chair at the counter, his hooded eyes, and dopey smile making him look like he was drunk. Lou laughed softly.

“Coffee?”

Dex lifted an arm up above his head and waved it. “Frogs eat their own skin.”

Lou blinked at him. “What?”

“Frogs,” Dex said then yawned. “Eat their own skin.”

“That’s… disgusting. Are you okay?”

Dex scratched his head. “An army.”

Lou was completely lost. “An army of what?”

“Frogs. Called an army.”

“I don’t know what’s happening right now,” Lou muttered. He was more than a little worried. Was Dex okay? Should Lou call him a doctor? What if he’d fallen off the bed and hit his head? “Did you watch a documentary on frogs or something?”

Dex yawned again. He looked down at his fingers and frowned. “Yes.”

“Oh, okay. Coffee?”

“Yes.” Dex sat there staring down at the counter.

Lou turned then realized something. “Dex, say something.”

“Yes.”

“Anything that’s not “yes”.”

“Yes.” Dex yawned and sniffed the air, a pout coming onto his face. “Coffee.”

“So you can talk about frogs, say “yes” and “coffee”. Wonderful.” Lou shook his head in amusement. He made Dex a cappuccino just like he liked it, and placed it in front of his boyfriend. “It’s like you’re awake, but not. Like a zombie.” Lou snapped his fingers. “Like the Waking Dead!”

Dex pulled the mug close, grumbling and muttering a host of sounds before taking a sip, making Lou laugh.

“Hm, I wonder….” Lou leaned on the counter. “Can I pick the restaurant this weekend. Even if it’s fancy froo-froo?” Dex hated fancy froo-froo. He wouldn’t subject the poor man to it, but Lou had to know.

“Yes.”

Lou stared at him. “Um, okay. Can I drive your car?”

“Yes.”

“Oh my God!” Lou gasped. He clamped a hand over his mouth, his voice coming out a hoarse whisper when he spoke. “You said I can drive your car.”

Dex took another sip of his coffee. “Yes.”

Dex was not going to let Lou drive his precious car, and Lou had no intention of driving the orange muscle monstrosity, but his little experiment was yielding amazing results. Lou checked his watch. Ten minutes had passed since the first sip.

“If I take you to a petting zoo, would you pet a goat?”

“Yes.”

Lou was stunned speechless. What the heck had he just uncovered? Lou came around the counter and sat next to Dex. “Did I just find the chink in Dexter J. Daley’s armor?”

“Yes.”

Lou was so giddy he was bursting at the seams. He came up with a host of questions and requests, each one more outlandish than the last and Dex said yes to all of them.

“I’d like you eat a salad for lunch today.”

Dex blinked up at him. “What did you say?”

“I said I’d like you to eat a salad for lunch today.”

Dex looked at him like he’d lost his mind. “Why would I do that? Is it a burger salad?” His eyes went wide. “Oh my God, tell me you invented a new burger salad, that’s like mostly burger. No pickles. Is that what we’re talking about? Because that would amazeballs!”

Lou looked at his watch. Exactly twenty-three minutes. “Interesting.”

“What is?” Dex peered at him. “What’s with the mad scientist look you’ve got going on.”

Lou smiled sweetly. “Nothing.” He kissed Dex’s lips then hopped off his chair. “You’re amazing.”

“Um, thanks.” Dex finished his coffee, got up, and took his mug to the sink to wash. Lou came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Dex.

“So, Detective Daley, you have a little trouble waking up in the mornings?”

Dex turned in Lou’s arms, and wrapped his arms around him. He cringed. “You noticed that, huh?”

“Just a little,” Lou said, chuckling when Dex’s face went red. “Aw, you’re so cute.”

Dex let out a sigh, and shrugged. “I try.”

“You sure I can’t get you to change your mind on that salad? Eating healthy is good for you, you know.”

“Nice try, but there’s no way anyone is ever going to get me to eat any of that rabbit food. Not gonna happen.”

“Not even for me?”

Dex kissed his cheek, before heading for the stairs. “Sorry, babe. Not going to happen. Nothing personal. Many have tried, and failed. That day is never coming.”

“And if that day does come?” Lou teased.

Dex stopped on the stairs and turned to wink at Lou. “Then that’s the day Dexter J. Daley has met his match.”


Copyright © 2016 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS published by Dreamspinner Press.


#TeaserTuesday - 11/15/16 The Soldati Prince (Soldati Hearts, Book 1)

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Hello, all! Today we have an excerpt from my upcoming release The Soldati Prince which is out on November 23rd! It's currently available for pre-order from Dreamspinner PressAmazonKindleAll Romance eBooks, and Barnes & Noble. I just submitted the second book which is Rayner and Toka, along with more from Riley, Khalon, and the Soldati Realm.

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Around them the birds chirped and Riley smiled when he saw some squirrels playing. Soon some other furry little creatures joined in. A group of rabbits appeared, heading swiftly in the same direction. Did rabbits travel in packs?

“Um….” Riley caught up to Rayner. “Quick question.”

Khalon let out a heavy sigh. “Your questions are never quick. And here I thought I might have a moment’s peace.”

“Your charm continues to astound me,” Riley drawled before turning his attention back to Rayner. “Are the animals in this forest always in such a hurry?”

Rayner stopped. He sniffed the air and narrowed his eyes, peering into the woods. He turned and gave Adira a nod. She leaped into action, darting off into the woods while Ezra took off in a different direction. That didn’t bode well.

“What’s going on?” Riley asked, a chill spreading through him. He didn’t like this. Something was wrong. There was a distant roar and Rayner’s eyes widened. He grabbed Riley’s arm.

“Run!”

Before Riley could ask, the sun was swallowed in darkness, or so it seemed. A thick fog rolled into the woods all around them and Khalon pulled Riley between him and Rayner as they sped down the trail. The fog became so thick Riley couldn’t see what lay two feet ahead of him. He trusted Rayner and Khalon not to run him into a tree.

A horrifying shriek resounded before it multiplied into several more, followed by two familiar roars. Riley’s heart was ready to beat out of him. He didn’t need to be told what was behind them. The tattoos on his arm burned but he ignored it, too horrified by the noises coming from within the fog. He could barely see a thing, and as much as he hated to admit it, he was scared shitless. Whatever number of demons had shown up in the alley last night was nothing compared to what was after him now.

“Khalon, what’s happening?” Riley asked as he did his best to keep up with the warriors on either side of him. He really needed to lay off the cake. If he survived he’d have to remember to thank Tura for the boots because his sneakers—and feet—wouldn’t have survived the jagged rocks and harsh terrain of the woods. An icy wind whipped in his face and his lungs ached from his heavy breathing, but he continued to push himself, his boots kicking up dirt and pebbles as he raced down the path.

“There’s a village not far from here,” Khalon informed him. “Straight ahead. Whatever you do, don’t look back, and don’t stop.”

Despite what Khalon might think, Riley wasn’t an idiot. He had no intention of stopping until he either ran out of ground or collapsed from exhaustion. Amazing how the threat of being killed by demons unlocked a level of athleticism Riley never knew he had.

The noise intensified and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. Something was close. He could feel it. Like it was clawing at his soul. His chest got tight and it suddenly became harder to breathe. What the hell? Was he running out of steam already? He wasn’t that out of shape. His lungs burned and he felt dizzy. No, this was something else. His vision flickered, and when a strange pulse erupted from his chest, he got scared and cried out.

“Khalon!”

Riley didn’t know why he called Khalon’s name, but when the world around him spun off its axis, his vision growing dark and his legs giving out from under him, he was relieved and grateful Khalon was there to catch him.

 

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