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Thanks so much, Sharita, for having us here today! We love
visiting with you, even if Chicago is chillier than we’re used to. Poor M.A.,
her blood is really thin from being down there in Mississippi. Me? I just have
low tolerance for the cold. Oh wait, who are we, I can hear some of you ask?
Let me back up a mo and start again.
I’m Julie Lynn Hayes, she’s M.A. Church, heretofore to be
known as Michelle. Just call me Julie. We’re here today to talk about our first
joint project. To be honest, it isn’t published. Not yet. But we’re excited
about it, so we’d like to tell you about it. And since it hasn’t been accepted
yet, we’d like to offer something else in our giveaways, namely a selection
from our backlists.
Let’s start at the beginning. I totally blame Michelle for
hooking me on aliens.
Michelle: *snort* I corrupted her, or so she says.
Julie: *laughs*
That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it. It wasn’t until I read your most
excellent book, Nighttime Wishes, that I first encountered your fixation on beings
from other worlds, and… wait, hold on a second. What are you two doing here?
Reed: Don’t blame me, I was just following Taz. He said we
needed to come here, and I guess he’s right. Look, you’re talking about us.
That’s a bit cheeky, don’t you think?
Julie: What? Cheeky? Hey, Reed, I was going to say nice
things, how does that make us cheeky? Michelle, a little help here?
Michelle: Oh no, don’t drag me into this. Besides, I think
you’re doing just fine on your own, Julie.
Julie: Gee, thanks. *sneaks a peek at these two lovely men* Wow,
what gorgeous guys we’ve created, I have to admit.
Taz: Reed, I appreciate these two humans and their efforts
to talk about us, but I feel that we can handle this ourselves, don’t you?
Reed: Indeed I do. So why don’t you two ladies find
something else to do? Maybe go to a strip club or something?
Julie: *look at Michelle, and she shrugs *
Michelle: Well, if they screw this up, it’s on them. I say
we go look at pretty men. You’re driving, though.
Julie: *walks out door mumbling under her breath* Don’t I
always?
Michelle: *pokes Julie in the back* But you like driving. Am
I going to have to listen to this all the way to Atlanta next year???
Purses are grabbed and a door slams shuts.
Reed: *whispers* Good
Lord, are they gone?
Taz: *looks around the corner* Yes, thank the stars. I
swear, those two… So… *Taz rubs his hands together, a gleam in his eye* Looks
like we got free rein now. You ready to start?”
Reed: Yes, more than ready. They’ve gone about things the
wrong way. Did you even hear mention of the title?
Taz: No, not a word.
Reed: *shakes his head* Women!
Taz: *cocks his head and regards Reed* My mother is a woman,
Reed.
Reed: *snorts* I know, I met her, remember? So’s mine, by
the way, and thanks for asking…
Taz: But I didn’t ask?
Reed: *sighs* It’s just an expression. *mumbles under his
breath* Damn, need to get that book. Bad. Hey, babe, where do you think we
should start?
Taz: How about like this? *he climbs onto Reed’s lap and
lays his head on Reed’s shoulder, purring*
Reed: Oh damn, seriously? *takes a deep breath* I thought
we’re here to talk? You know, about us?
Taz: *purrs louder* Go ahead and talk. I can hear you.
*begins to rock in Reed’s lap*
Reed: Oh jeez louise, that’s distracting… *clears throat*
Um, okay… we met… we met… oh yeah, it was almost Valentine’s Day. I was working
late ‘cause I didn’t have anything better to do. You know how it is when you’re
single and it’s been a while… that day means less than nothing.
Taz: It didn’t mean anything to me either.
Reed: Well, to be fair, you never heard of it ‘til you got
here.
Taz: Oh yeah, I guess that’s true. *squirms a bit on Reed’s lap* I’m just lucky
I was in the right place at the right time.
Reed: I think I’m the lucky one, babe. That’s what they call
karma.
Taz: Karma? What has this to do with driving?
Reed: *groans* Later, I’ll explain later. So anyway, I had
to meet a customer at the Empire State Building after work, and that’s where I
met Taz. He knocked me off my feet, literally.
Taz: What can I say, you caught my attention? My night
hadn’t been going very well. I had just been dumped, then I saw you. I really
didn’t mean to knock you down, you know.
Reed: Oh, I wasn’t complaining. I ended up on the floor with
an arm full of sexy male. *blush* Well, at the time I thought I had an arm full
of sexy male. Little did I know just what I was holding.
Taz: *giggle* You should’ve seen the look on your face the
first time my stripes showed up! I mean, you freaked out, but still, for a
second there… I don’t have the words!
Reed: *shakes head* It was probably the same kind of shocked
look I had when that tail of yours put in an appearance.
Taz: *rubs cheek against Reed’s jaw* That reminds me, when
are you going to let me—
Reed: Whoa now. Let’s not go there, babe. You give
that away, Julie and Michelle will both want to skin you. It’ll be a race to
see which one of them gets you.
Taz: Silly women. Neither one of them gets me. I’m
all yours… *licks his way up Reed’s neck*
Reed: All mine, you’re right. Um, um…. Oh yeah, the
title. Be My Alien. Pretty cute, don’t you think?
Taz: Mmhmmm, you’re very cute.
Reed: Not me, the title *blushes*
Taz: Oh, that’s not bad. Those two earth women seem
to be able to put words together rather nicely, don’t they?
Reed: Better than me at times. Oh babe, you gotta
quit that, or I might…
Taz: I’m wearing those special—
Reed: Oh lord, from the shop? *groans* Oh yes, my
shop. I have my own business, I should mention that. A Touch of Class. Here in
New York. I mean there… I mean… Taz, please be careful, you’re right over my—
Taz: I know, Reed…
I know… *silences him with a kiss*
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Julie is giving away a PDF copy of Sex on The Beach. She says: Under 25 comments, 1 winner, between 25 and
50, 2 winners, over 50 4 winners, anything from my backlist. 100 comments and
someone gets a $15 Amazon GC. Sooo leave your email and tell EVERYONE you know
to comment!
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End of part one, to be continued…
Hey y’all, and welcome back for
part 2 of Taz and Reed’s interview. My name is M.A. Church, but call me
Michelle. Julie Lynn Hayes and I are writing a series of books that start with
our novella Be My Alien. We’ve subbed the book and are just waiting to hear
something. *fingers crossed* We plan for the rest of the series to be novel
length.
So, when we left last time, Taz and
Reed were… what? *looks at Sharita* Oh my God, they did what? Are you kidding me? Oh man, Sharita, I’m sorry! I knew Julie
and I shouldn’t have… huh?
Julie: Damn, we missed it. I bet
nothing we saw was as hot as them two.
Michelle: *grins at both Sharita
and Julie* So you got to see the stripes, Sharita? *snort* Yeah, I know. Hehehe. Love me some sexy aliens. And oh,
look who finally decided to show up. Hey boys, come on in. We were just talking about y’all.
Reed: *looks at Taz* Michelle has
that look in her eye.
Taz: So does Julie. *whispers* Do
you think they know?
Reed: *shrug* So what if they do?
Taz: You’re right, let them know. I
think they know everything about us as it is, don’t they?
Reed: They know stuff about us you
wouldn’t believe… *shakes his head*
Taz: *coughs discreetly* Maybe they
should go to another strip show? Take her with them? *points at Sharita*
Michelle: *glances at both Sharita
and Julie* I think we can take a hint, can’t we, ladies? C’mon. Oh wait. *turns
back* First round’s on you. *holds out her hand*
Taz: *turns to Reed* I don’t see
anything on you?
Reed: *grumbles as he reaches for
his wallet* Later, babe. *hands them a few bills* Stuff some g-strings for us,
willya?
Julie: You got it, tiger.
Taz: Wait, he’s not—
Reed: Let it go, babe, just let it
go. Wave bye-bye to the nice ladies.
Taz: *waves even as he climbs back
onto Reed’s lap* Now where were we?
Reed: Talking to the readers.
That’s where we were. Remember?
Taz: Oh yes. We told them how we
met. Did we tell them about ourselves though?
Reed: What do you mean?
Taz: Well, I’m from the planet Trygos,
the most important planet in the Trygos galaxy, and only one of two planets
capable of sustaining life. The other planet is Haatmiess. When Trygosheans put
someone down, they say they’re like a Haatmiess, which is considered a major
insult. My full name is Fabrintazo, Taz for short. I’m about 5'11" in your
earth measuresments, and I have a wiry, muscular build. My hair is a mixture of
red and orange and brown and it’s long and luxurious, and reaches below my
shoulders.
Reed: That’s very true. He often
twists it into a braid and lets it flow loose over his back. He’s very
acrobatic and he loves heights. Which scared the hell out of me at one point in
the book. Taz has cat green eyes and purrs when he's pleased. *smiles* I make
him purr often.
Taz: Yes, you do. Reed’s full name
is Reed Hatcher and he’s about my height and build. He has very light
brown hair that tends to bleach out in the warmer months and he has the most
beautiful hazel eyes. Oh! And he has this cute little dimple in his cheek
too. The one on his face, not the other one. Though that’s cute, too.
Reed: *blushes* Babe, too much
information.
Taz: *grins* And he’s a business
owner, too. A very important man in his world. *nods head* And in his business, he has a back
room that sells very special things. I like the back room.
Reed: I actually have a degree in
elementary education, but I never taught. My parents moved to Florida and I
ended up here in New York.
Taz: Thank the stars you did!
*frowns* Should we tell them about Vorlod?
Reed: What’s to tell? The bastard’s
no longer here on Earth and can’t bother you anymore.
Taz: Well, he was the reason I was
here on Earth to begin with.
Reed: We should save that story,
though, don’t you think? Can’t spill all the beans, now can we?
Taz: *glances around the floor* I
don’t think we spilled anything.
Reed: *rolls his eyes* You’re
right, we didn’t. What was I thinking?
Taz: *eyes him suspiciously* Are
you having fun with me?
Reed: Not yet, babe, but I intend
to, I promise you. Should we leave or wait for the ladies to get back.
Taz: That depends. Are we going to
make love?
Reed: You betcha.
Taz: *grins even broader, stripes
appearing on his neck* Then let’s go now and, how did you put it, avoid the
rush hour?
Reed: *tries not to laugh* Close
enough. *fastens their lips together, he rises, Taz clinging to him, and they
make their way from the room. Moments later, the ladies return*
Michelle: Oh shoot, they’re gone.
Sharita: Where do you think they
went?
Julie: *laughs* I can guess, I bet
you can too, eh, Michelle?
Michelle: *laughs too* Three
guesses, and the first two don’t count. I swear, keeping those two supplied in
lube…
Julie: Is a full time job.
Michelle: Oh well, I guess we’re
done here now, right? *waves* Bye everyone!
* * * *
The second book is Nighttime Dreams, and there is one more
book in the series coming soon: Nighttime Promises.
Blurb:
Bryan, a simple country sheriff, is ready to shoot someone
and hide the body. One particular homophobic FBI agent is really pressing his
buttons. Along with that he finds himself in the middle of an FBI investigation
revolving around a recent UFO crash landing, is questioned about a missing
friend targeted by the FBI, and makes first contact with the very alien the FBI
is hunting.
Daroshi, a Ma’Rairan warrior, has fulfilled his obligation
to his species, and is ready to mate. As second in command he monitored the
rescue of his captain who crashed on Earth while collecting his mate, and
witnessed the confrontation between a country sheriff name Bryan and his
captain. Impressed by how courageously the brawny human male handled meeting a
fully armed alien warrior, Daroshi asks permission to take Bryan as a mate.
Neither male is ready for the problems that come with
Daroshi’s decision, nor the passion that explodes between them.
Excerpt:
Ziang and Daroshi transported down into Bryan’s backyard.
The night was pitch black, the moon hid behind layers of fluffy clouds.
Branches in the trees danced soothingly to gentle breezes. An abundance of
shrubs moved silently in the quietly swirling wind. Bryan’s small house was set
away from the main road and deep in the woods, alone and isolated. Much like
the owner.
“Interesting set-up he has.” Daroshi looked around. “Bit cut
off, though.”
“That’s good for us. The last thing we need is more
attention, and that FBI agent showing up,” Ziang said. “I want this to go clean
and fast.”
“True. Of course, if he did show up, we could give him to
Haya.”
“I don’t like the human, but I wouldn’t do that to my worst
enemy.” Ziang tapped the communications device on his wrist, loading in their
landing coordinates. “Since Bryan is a law enforcement officer, set your weapon
to low stun, just in case.”
“Ziang, I don’t want to stun him if it can be avoided.”
“Neither do I, but Shawn’s words keep replaying in my head.
Most bullets won’t hurt us, but then, Bryan isn’t most humans. I’m sure he has
other weapons in his house that could be dangerous.”
“But their weapons are so primitive.”
“That may be, but primitive can wound just as easily as
advanced. Set your stunner to low, and use only if needed.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’ll distract him, and you unarm him, if necessary. I know
you don’t want me touching him.”
“No more than you’d want my hands on Shawn.”
“Understood. And no, I wouldn’t.”
“Should we activate our invisibility?”
“No, it’s dark enough. If we just appear, we may scare him
even more.”
They crept around the house, moving carefully though the
darkness. Both activated their face shields for night vision. They blended with
the night, silent hunters that became one with the darkness and shadows;
predators with a mission. The prey was inside, unaware of what was closing in
on him. Ziang opened his wrist weapon and pinpointed Bryan in the house by his
body heat. He motioned for Daroshi to follow him to the back of the house.
They’d enter through the back door in the kitchen. As they passed the open
window, Daroshi came to a stop when he heard Bryan’s comment about his hand and
a big red dildo.
His body came alive and his tentacles jerked against his
back. A low growl of desire slipped out. Ziang immediately sliced his hand
through the air, calling for silence. Daroshi couldn’t help himself; the very
image of Bryan working a dildo up his ass inflamed him and sent his desire for
the human spinning out of control. Daroshi respected this human’s bravery and
his dedication to an often thankless job, but now there was more. He could
scent Bryan’s arousal. The scent was unlike anything he’d ever smelled, sharp
and musky. From the depths of his soul the word mine exploded in his head. He
wanted Bryan with a passion he hadn’t felt, ever, and he’d do whatever it took
to ease him into his new life.
In his excitement, he made a rookie mistake. As he passed
the window, he didn’t bend down low enough to conceal himself.
* * * *
Bryan sat at the table, waiting for the cookies to bake,
when he heard a low growl, quickly smothered, outside the window. He’d heard
something very similar, and not long ago. It wasn’t a sound he’d ever forget.
Every hair on his body stood up, adrenaline spiked, and his heart kicked into
high gear. A cold flush spread though his body. From the corner of his eye, he
caught the blurry shape of something moving under the window. He glanced at the
back door and his stomach cramped. It was unlocked. There was no way he could
lock it before the intruder busted through. And if he was right, and what was
out there was what he thought it was, a wood door wasn’t going to stop it.
Plus, the window was open.
Calmly he stood and reached for the drawer by the stove. His
off-duty weapon was stored there. He grabbed the taser, too. Why was the alien
back and sneaking around his house? If it was the alien that Shawn left with,
why not just show itself? He’d seen it before, so why act like this? He’d seen
lights in the nighttime sky shortly after Shawn left with his alien, but he
assumed they were monitoring the situation, to make sure all was okay before
they left. It never crossed his mind they were watching him. Why would they be
watching him? Another unsettling thought hit Bryan. Had something bad happened
to Shawn? If that was Shawn’s alien, and he wasn’t sure it was, had it returned
to let him know? But that was silly; he couldn’t communicate with it like Shawn
could.
What the hell was going on?
The handle on the back door turned slowly. Bryan tried to
slow his breathing; he was sucking air and that wasn’t good. The door eased
opened, an inch at a time. He held his ground as the door opened and he found
himself staring at a seven and half foot alien… again.
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