Writing update

Hi everyone! Did you have a nice weekend? It was a long time since I did a writing update here on the blog (not since August 19) so I thought you might want to know what’s going on with me now.

For the first time all year, I don’t have a deadline, so I’ve actually given myself some time off from writing these last few weeks. I submitted Four Christmases to JMS Books on September 30th, and since then I haven’t written a word. I’ve also neglected the blog and social media in general, but I warned you about that here.

And seriously, I need a break. When 2019 is over, I will have released 11 books. Granted, one is co-written with Kris T. Bethke, two of them is under 10K words, and one is a re-release, but still. I think I deserve a break, don’t you? 🙂

I think I know what to write next, but I’ll tell you more about that when I’ve decided. But until then: it’s only five days until my Pegasus shifter story is released! 🙂


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Trapped in a growing sense of restlessness, Oxen the hunter is lonely. Feeling like he’s waiting for something—or someone—he’s unable to focus on getting ready for winter. But when a handsome and very ill stranger collapses on his doorstep, everything changes.

The stranger, Vinge, is from a Pegasus family but has never been able to transform. As soon as he awakens, both men feel an instant connection, and it grows deeper as Oxen nurses him back to health. Something profound within each man calls out to the other, but neither of them knows what it is.

The questions surrounding Vinge and their deepening relationship are many. Why is Vinge so familiar to Oxen when they clearly have never met? Why are they both reluctant to take the first step to a real commitment?  And what will it take for the true depth of their connection be revealed?

RELEASE DATE: OCTOBER 19, 2019

PRE-ORDER NOW: JMS BOOKS (20% OFF) | Amazon | Amazon UK |  KOBO | Apple Books | B&N |

Released individually, but also included in Legendary Loves volume 2, with two other stories:

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PRE-ORDER LINKS (all 20% off at JMS Books until Nov 25):

Legendary Loves vol 2 | In My Arms Again | The Murky Depths | Weekend at Bigfoot’s

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One more week…

It’s just one more week until you get to meet Oxen and Vinge (and the other guys in the Legendary Loves vol 2 collection). So I thought you might want some pre-order links and a mood board?

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RELEASE DATE: OCTOBER 19, 2019

PRE-ORDER NOW: JMS BOOKS (20% OFF) | KOBO | Apple Books | B&N |

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Pre-order Legendary Loves vol 2 Trio collection or the individual stories now, so you can download them directly when you wake up on Saturday the 19th.

PRE-ORDER LINKS (20% off pre-orders at JMS Books):

Legendary Loves vol 2 | In My Arms Again | The Murky Depths | Weekend at Bigfoot’s

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THE MURKY DEPTHS BY KASSANDRA LEA

While Keston enjoys his occasional video game tournaments with the kid across the hall, he’s grown tired of the daily grind of his job. With a bit of a push from his boss, he heads out for a weekend at his family’s cabin in Kona Woods. A little time away from the hustle and bustle sounds like just the thing he needs.

Turns out he isn’t alone, though, as there are others lurking in the shadows. When a near-death experience brings Ness waltzing into his life, everything Keston thought he knew is turned upside down, and he runs in fear.

But will facing what scares him bring to Keston’s life what it’s missing most?

WEEKEND AT BIGFOOT’S BY ADDISON ALBRIGHT

It wasn’t supposed to be REAL! Bigfoot doesn’t actually exist. Yetis, shifters, creatures of the night … none of those exist. Right? Right?

There’s nothing about perky—some might even say twinky—Oliver Hughes that would make a skeptic like Sensational News’ (Never Fake! We Swear!) reporter Wilson Banks think otherwise. But while pursuing soundbites for a tabloid story about Bigfoot, Wilson witnesses something he wasn’t meant to see.

In Wilson’s new reality, is there room for love with someone whose dreams are as big as his … er … feet?

This fun novella has a paranormal twist, a hint of mystery, and a flavorful dollop of romantic comedy. Mix it all together for a satisfying HEA!

In My Arms Again and Legendary Loves vol 2

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The other day, when I showed you the fabulous cover for my upcoming story In My Arms Again, I told you it would be a part of a Trio collection as well as sold separately, and now the time has come to talk more about that 🙂

JMS Books’ Trios are themed collections of three gay romance stories by a trio of authors. Each story is available separately, but readers can get all three for a discounted bundle price.

In My Arms Again will be featured in Legendary Loves volume 2 with two other stories, written by Addison Albright and Kassandra Lea. I’m very excited to be in a collection with these lovely people 🙂

The Trio collection as well as the individual stories available for pre-order now, so here are the links if you’re in a book-shopping mood. As usual, JMS offers 20% off all ebook pre-orders, which means you can buy the collection for only $4.79!! Not even five bucks for three fabulous stories, what are you waiting for? 🙂

(Check below for the individual blurbs if you need to know more before you one-click)

Pre-order links:

Legendary Loves vol 2 | In My Arms Again | The Murky Depths | Weekend at Bigfoot’s

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In My Arms Again by Nell Iris

Trapped in a growing sense of restlessness, Oxen the hunter is lonely. Feeling like he’s waiting for something—or someone—he’s unable to focus on getting ready for winter. But when a handsome and very ill stranger collapses on his doorstep, everything changes.

Vinge is from a Pegasus family but has never been able to transform. As soon as he awakens in Oxen’s care, both men feel an instant connection, which grows deeper as Oxen nurses him back to health. Something profound within each man calls out to the other, but neither knows what it is.

The questions surrounding Vinge and their deepening relationship are many. Why is Vinge so familiar to Oxen when they have clearly never met? Why are they both reluctant to take the first step to a real commitment? And what will it take for the true depth of their connection be revealed?

The Murky Depths by Kassandra Lea

While Keston enjoys his occasional video game tournaments with the kid across the hall, he’s grown tired of the daily grind of his job. With a bit of a push from his boss, he heads out for a weekend at his family’s cabin in Kona Woods. A little time away from the hustle and bustle sounds like just the thing he needs.

Turns out he isn’t alone, though, as there are others lurking in the shadows. When a near-death experience brings Ness waltzing into his life, everything Keston thought he knew is turned upside down, and he runs in fear.

But will facing what scares him bring to Keston’s life what it’s missing most?

Weekend at Bigfoot’s by Addison Albright

It wasn’t supposed to be REAL! Bigfoot doesn’t actually exist. Yetis, shifters, creatures of the night … none of those exist. Right? Right?

There’s nothing about perky—some might even say twinky—Oliver Hughes that would make a skeptic like Sensational News’ (Never Fake! We Swear!) reporter Wilson Banks think otherwise. But while pursuing soundbites for a tabloid story about Bigfoot, Wilson witnesses something he wasn’t meant to see.

In Wilson’s new reality, is there room for love with someone whose dreams are as big as his … er … feet?

This fun novella has a paranormal twist, a hint of mystery, and a flavorful dollop of romantic comedy. Mix it all together for a satisfying HEA!

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Cover reveal: In My Arms Again

Want to see something pretty? I’m going to assume the answer is yes and post it here 🙂

The other day, I got the cover for my upcoming release In My Arms Again, and I squealed like a little girl when I saw it, because look how pretty it is!! 😍😍 I love it so, so much!!

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Blurb:

Trapped in a growing sense of restlessness, Oxen the hunter is lonely. Feeling like he’s waiting for something—or someone—he’s unable to focus on getting ready for winter. But when a handsome and very ill stranger collapses on his doorstep, everything changes.

The stranger, Vinge, is from a Pegasus family but has never been able to transform. As soon as he awakens, both men feel an instant connection, and it grows deeper as Oxen nurses him back to health. Something profound within each man calls out to the other, but neither of them knows what it is.

The questions surrounding Vinge and their deepening relationship are many. Why is Vinge so familiar to Oxen when they clearly have never met? Why are they both reluctant to take the first step to a real commitment?  And what will it take for the true depth of their connection be revealed?

M/M Historical Paranormal Fantasy / 21 809 words

Release day: October 19, 2019


This story will be sold separately, but also included in a JMS Books Trio collection, but I’ll talk more about that another day. The release day for both the story and the Trio is October 19. I’ll post more information and buy links when I have them.

WIP teaser

The teaser below isn’t technically from a WIP because I’ve finished writing the story, but I submitted it recently enough for it to be called a WIP teaser. Besides. It’s my blog and I call it what I want to 😉

This teaser is from In My Arms Again, that I mentioned here. (I decided to keep the name after all!) The story is a M/M historical fantasy, 21 809 words long, and it will be published some time in October. The excerpt below is from chapter 2 and it’s unedited.

I have a blurb:

Trapped in a growing sense of restlessness, Oxen the hunter is lonely. Feeling like he’s waiting for something—or someone—he’s unable to focus on getting ready for winter. But when a handsome and very ill stranger collapses on his doorstep, everything changes.

The stranger, Vinge, is from a Pegasus family but has never been able to transform. As soon as he awakens, both men feel an instant connection, and it grows deeper as Oxen nurses him back to health. Something profound within each man calls out to the other, but neither of them knows what it is.

The questions surrounding Vinge and their deepening relationship are many. Why is Vinge so familiar to Oxen when they clearly have never met? Why are they both reluctant to take the first step to a real commitment?  And what will it take for the true depth of their connection be revealed?

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I have no idea how long I’ve slept when an urgent banging on the door jolts me awake. My head shoots up and I peer through the window, but the outside is even darker than before. The wind howls more ferociously than ever, sounding like a pack of angry nightwolves outside the walls of my cabin. Rain pelts my home from every direction, smattering against the walls, making the glass in the windows rattle.

More banging chases me to my feet. I cross the floor in a few long strides and pull open the door.

Someone falls in through the doorway and collapses before me in a drenched heap. The person doesn’t move at all, as though banging on my door stole the last breath from their body.

I shove my hands under the person’s arms and pull them inside so I can kick the door closed. My rough handling doesn’t stir the stranger, so I keep pulling until they’re as close to the hearth they can get without catching fire before I allow myself to look at the person who knocked on my door in the middle of the night.

It’s a man. He’s tall and lanky with skin as black as the night and even darker tangled, waist-long hair; it’s so black it’s shifting in blue. His face has a grayish tinge to it, with the exception to two bright red spots on his cheekbones, and the full lips are chapped and scraped. The narrow chest rises and falls irregularly, showing none of the usual steadfastness of a steadily breathing man. His skin is cold and clammy to the touch, and he shivers under my scrutiny.

I lay my hand on his forehead—a rough and hardened palm against his delicate features—and snatch it back immediately. He’s blazing hot, just like the fire.

My burning palm kicks me into action, and I cup his shoulder, shaking gently.

“Esteemed visitor.” I wince at the roughness of my voice, but he doesn’t move. I shake again, speaking louder. “Honored stranger, wake up for the sake of the Maidens.”

When he doesn’t as much as twitch, I spring into action and pull his wet clothing off his shivering body. Despite the bedraggled state of the garments, I recognize that they’re of good quality, the finest silk woven in ornate patterns. Far too thin for the season, but valuable and beautiful, nonetheless.

I pat him dry and collect his hair into a piece cloth before hurrying to the chest of clothes and digging out a floor-length, thick nightshirt, socks reaching over the knee, and a pair of fur-lined moccasins that are far too wide for his narrow feet, but they’ll keep him warm all the same.

With careful movements, I pull the garment over his head and coax his uncooperative arms through the sleeves. His limbs are soft, as though every bone in his body has vanished. When he’s dressed, I cover him with a woolen blanket and push a pillow underneath his head.

He would be more comfortable on my bed, but my first concern is to warm him up.

I move the cauldron of broth to the side of the hearth and pour some water into the kettle that I hang in its place over the flames. As I wait for it to come to a boil, I hurry to the cabinet and search my stores for the tin of Alvea needles. When I find it, I grab a few sprigs and put them into a drinking bowl, add a big helping of golden honey, and pour the steaming water over it. As the tea steeps, I hang his clothes to dry next to mine.

I try to wake the man again. A slight twitch to his eyelids is all the reaction I get.

After removing the sprigs of needles from the tea with a small wooden spoon, I sit on the floor and carefully maneuver the stranger’s head and upper body onto my lap. When another shake to the man yields no results, I cradle his head in my arm and drizzle a few drops of his tea into his slack mouth. I set the bowl on the floor, close his mouth, and massage his throat to make him swallow the tea, wincing as the bow-string calluses on my fingers scrape against his soft skin.

Again and again, I repeat the procedure until the bowl is empty and the worst clamminess of his skin starts to disappear.

I’m probably imagining things, but his breathing appears to be a little less labored than before. It shouldn’t be possible because the effect of the tea takes some time to set in, but maybe the Maidens are keeping watch over both of their lowly servants this night.

Except, the stranger on my lap is not so lowly. Save for the pallor caused by his illness and the rough weather, his skin is free of blemishes and close to perfect, and his teeth are straight and flawless. He’s thin like a reed, but in a healthy manner, not like he’s emaciated. Despite his lean stature, his arms and legs are wiry, and I’m certain he’s much stronger than he looks.

I look down on his face. His features are relaxed, the tea definitely helping by now. His cheekbones are high and defined, his chin broad with a deep dimple to it that softens the angular jaw. His nose is wide but straight, his eyebrows immaculate arches over his eyes, and his lips—where they not parched and chapped—are full and pillowy. The blueish black hair is even longer than mine and shines bright now that the fire has dried it.

He’s a study in contrasts. Hard angles versus soft lines. Straight and severe versus soft and plush.

He is the most beautiful being I’ve ever laid eyes on, and a sense of calm floods my chest. A sense of…peace.


I just have to show you my inspiration for Vinge, the stranger. This lovely man won’t be on the cover though, because I found him on the internet and not on a stock photo site, but OMG, ain’t he fabulous?? 😍

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