Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Love and Punishment by Susan Mac Nicol

I am excited to have Susan Mac Nicol talking about why she writes MM romance and her new novel, Love and Punishment.

What inspires me to write M/M ?
Hell, what a question. In short, my reply would be - how can you not be inspired to write in this wonderfully sexy, emotional and fun genre ?
Alpha men, twinks, serious geeks, nerds, sportsmen, cowboys, policemen, MI5 agents, spies, gymnasts, dancers, muscle men, bears, athletes….I mean, there is such a wealth of inspiration to draw from. One just has to look at the delectable Tom Daley and boyfriend Dustin Lance Black to just see the behind the scenes story in their relationship. We’re surrounded by inspirational, incredible men, which simply makes the writer’s instincts and creativity flare like a torch at a midnight tropical BBQ.
I got hooked on M/M after doing research for a book. When I realised there was a whole new world out there (cue the lyrics of the song from Disney’s Aladdin…heh heh. Bet you can’t get that tune out of your head now, can you?) I devoured stories from wonderful authors like Kindle Alexander, Brad Boney, Sue Brown and K C Mitchell and my jaw dropped. What the hell had I been missing all these years? If someone had told me a few years ago that I’d be reading books about men having sex with each other, I’d have stared at them with gimlet eyes and called for the Psych Police. I mean - me ? Reading that rubbish? Yep, I admit it. I was a prude. My husband still shakes his head at the woman I‘ve become. Not only do I read it, I write it too.
I enjoy the camaraderie between the men, the give and take, the push and pull, the rough sex instead of the rose coloured romantic stuff, the shower blow jobs, the banging against the wall and the ‘bend down and let me fuck you’ attitude. There’s something so damn sexy about it all, and I am hooked like a that proverbial fish floundering on the shore gasping for air. Except I’m not gasping because I’m short of air J Nope, I’m gasping because it’s hot, sexy, primal and tender, emotional without being too sweet, makes us realise men falling in love with each other brings its own joys and tragedies.
In short, I’m in this for the long haul and I’d suggest anyone that enjoys any of the aspects of what I’ve mentioned above, hitch up to my wagon and come along for that ride….

Author Bio:
Susan Mac Nicol was born in Leeds, Yorkshire, in the United Kingdom. At the age of eight, her family moved to Johannesburg, South Africa where she stayed for nearly thirty years before arriving back in the UK in December 2000. Currently, She lives in the rural village of Bocking, in Essex, with her family.
Sue is a PAN (Published Author’s Network) member of Romance Writers of America and a member of the Romantic Novelists Association in the UK. Also, she is a member of a rather unique writing group, called the Talliston Writer’s Circle, which in itself has a story all of its own to tell. She has written nine novels, two novellas and a screenplay since February 2012 and clearly believes in keeping herself busy. She has found herself wanting to stay in the sub-genre that is M/M Romance so more can definitely be expected.
Her plan is to keep writing as long as her muse sits upon her shoulder. Her dream is to make enough money to give up the day job and get that big old house in the English countryside overlooking a river, where she can write all day and continue to indulge her passion for telling stories.

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Cover Artist: Boroughs Publishing Group
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Blurb(s): On the search for a serial killer, Detective Anthony Parglietto and Flynn Parker learn that every man must make a choice: to kill, to live, to love.

Someone is leaving a trail of bodies throughout London, and Detective Anthony Parglietto is determined to end the violence. Then he’ll return to the man he loves.
Tough, street-savvy, and used to dealing with lowlifes, Flynn Parker is the last person Anthony thinks he has to protect. Then the Bow-Tie Killer strikes close to home and the world turns upside down. Right is wrong, black is white, and a policeman might become a monster. But in the name of love, justice must be served. In the name of love, pain can be endured. In the name of love, a man can taste the very essence that defines him.
Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=KdXz28HGWGQ

Anthony walked down the hall. He reached the bedroom and gently pushed the door open. He saw Flynn framed in the light of the lamp shining from the lounge. He lay, apparently asleep, on the leather and wood divan Anthony had brought over from Italy. Its dark burgundy colour contrasted with what Flynn wore, which was nothing but a black thong lying stark against his pale skin. The divan was under the window. The bed covers were rumpled, as if Flynn had been sleeping. His robe was draped across the foot of the bed. Anthony moved towards the gleaming body of his supine lover.
Flynn’s face was turned away towards the back of the sofa. His dark hair was tousled and his arms stretched above his head to the right. He wore a blindfold. Anthony felt a stir in his groin seeing those lean, hairy legs stretched out wantonly, inviting him to run his hands up and over his groin. Even appearing asleep, Flynn had the power to excite him, to make Anthony hard and ready. He stepped towards him, watching the rise and fall of Flynn’s chest with their already hardened nubs. Anthony wanted to run his tongue over that chest, with its smattering of fine hair, to take Flynn’s nipples in his mouth and suck them until Flynn groaned in pleasure. As he got closer in the dim light he saw the hands with their bonds of silk. Green bonds lay dark against Flynn’s wrists, fastened to the wooden struts of the upright chair arm. His hands were tight fists. Anthony chuckled softly, a noise that sounded loud in the stillness of the room.
“Been waiting long?’ he whispered as he took off his jacket. ‘I tried to get home as soon as I could.”
Anthony knew the bonds would be loose so Flynn could break free if needed but he also knew he wouldn’t. It was the way the game was played.

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