I have to say how good it is to see my collaboration with curmudgeonly Daniel deLoite the number one bestselling gay antho on Kindle. And do you see, he’s also at number two?
Thanks to all who have purchased – and who intend to 
Keep an eye out as Dan and I have some news to come.
Number 1 and Number 2
From Amazon
We love the holidays, we love making our readers happy and we love giving away swag. What better way to do that than to hold a blog hop? Here’s how it works… the more blogs you hop to (shown below) the more chance you have of winning prizes. Each site on the hop is offering a prize and Evernight is offering an iPad 2 as the grand prize! To be in with a chance of winning the site prize simply follow the blog you’re visiting and leave a comment which includes your email address. Each entry on each blog is then counted towards the grand prize draw. The more entries you have, the better your chance of winning that iPad 2! You also get extra points for liking the Evernight Facebook page:
http://www.facebook.com/#!/evernightpublishing
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Just make sure you let us know in the comments that you’ve done so.
Happy hopping!
Lorenzo il Magnifico
“Lorenzo il Magnifico is the journey of a young man whose past has left him a bit guarded, and possibly a little bit jaded on the subject of commitment, until he meets the man who makes him feel—a little bit different, a little bit hopeful, a little bit anxious that he could lose something really wonderful, a little bit optimistic that he’s finally found a place and a someone to call home. Tristram La Roche offers just the right touch to his story for those who believe love can start with the smallest of seeds and, with the right attention, can bloom into something terrific.”
Review by Lisa at Top2Bottom
http://top2bottomreviews.wordpress.com/2011/09/11/lorenzo-il-magnifico-by-tristram-la-roche/
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“When you fall into a book and feel as though your watching it rather than reading it, well that’s top notch writing and deserves the credit.”
Review by Lutawolf at The To Be Read Pile
http://thetbrpile.weebly.com/1/post/2011/10/review-lorenzo-il-magnifico-by-tristram-la-roche.html
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Bar Uccello identified itself among the cheap snack bars, computer stores and Chinese herbalists by a simple rainbow flag that hung over the dusty, iron grille as limp and useless as a used condom. Even without the flag it would have been hard to miss; the music paid no attention to locked doors and the overflowing dumpsters in the street vibrated to the
rhythm.
Lorenzo pressed the button on the entry phone, looked into the camera, and the grille sprang open with a raw clack. Luke followed him through the security doors and into a dimly lit passage decorated with adverts for hard core videos. He recognized most of the cocks on them. The noise was deafening and Luke could only watch as Lorenzo leaned over the counter
and shouted into the ear of the receptionist. They gesticulated at each other, then at Luke, then at the ceiling. Finally, the receptionist shrugged his shoulders and Lorenzo pulled Luke along the passageway and into the bar. It heaved with bodies. Many of the guys had discarded their shirts and Luke narrowed his eyes against the flashing lights trying to get a good look. Lorenzo pulled him close and shouted in his ear,“It’s full because of the strip show
later on.” He jerked his head towards the bar. “Shall we?”
Luke nodded and followed closely as Lorenzo ploughed through the throng, stopping regularly to receive a hug or a kiss from fellow revelers. His popularity was obvious and Luke knew that if anything passed between them it could only be a one night stand or, at most, a seven
night, vacation fling.
As the bar came into sight, Luke surged forward and grabbed Lorenzo by the arm. “I’ll get
these.”
Lorenzo shook his head. He already had the attention of one of the barmen. Luke knew Italians well enough to realize any protest was futile, so he accepted his Diet Coke with grace. Lorenzo began to dance to the music, grinding his hips. He grinned at Luke. That wink again.
Luke was drawn to him like a mosquito to a lamp. He finished his coke, rid himself of the glass and raised his arms over his head. He rotated his hips, thrusting forward the growing mound at his crotch. Lorenzo’s eyes glowed; his shirt, already damp from the heat and the
exertion, taut across hard nipples. When their eyes met, Luke opened his mouth and ran his tongue over his lips. Lorenzo took the bait. His tongue darted between Luke’s lips and filled his mouth. Luke lowered his arms, put one around Lorenzo’s neck to pull him tighter, and let the other work its way down to his ass. At last, he felt those firm buttocks that he’d watched so many times during the evening. In his mind he parted them to reveal Lorenzo’s rosebud. He pushed his hard cock against Lorenzo, wishing it were free. Lorenzo responded, and Luke
felt the other’s solid length press into his own.
A sudden flash of light, a ripple of applause and the music died. Luke glanced around, nonplussed, but Lorenzo shouted in his ear, “It’s the show. The strippers. Come with me.”
Now you need to get hopping to all the other sites and increase your chances of winning that iPad!
Welcome to the Halloween Heat author blog hop. I and my fellow contributors in Halloween Heat I are joined by Tara Lain from Halloween Heat IV to offer you the chance to win prizes. I’m offering one lucky reader the choice of one eBook from my Etopia Press list: On My Knees, Fixed or The Hun and the General. All you need do is leave a comment below (and remember to include your email) and follow my blog. Once the blog hop closes (Sunday 14th October) I will pick a winner at random and contact you to see which book you would like to have.
(last time I looked, Halloween Heat I was no2 in the All Romance eBooks anthologies)
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Five stories of gay love and passion with a paranormal twist, perfect for Halloween.
“Love Lies Deep” by Tristram La Roche
“Idle Hands” by Reneé George
“Costumes” by Dianne Hartsock
“Eden” by Kiran Hunter
“Set in Stone” by Elin Gregory
Blurb
When a careless driver shattered Josh’s life one Halloween by ploughing into his lover, Josh found himself living all alone in the village that had been their temporary home. He’d never liked the countryside, but stayed willingly for Sam while he wrote a novel about the area. Despite Josh’s love of the city, his love for Sam was stronger and he knew he could never move away from his lover’s resting place. Now, every day Josh visits the grave and feels Sam’s presence, but on Halloween, the anniversary of the tragedy, his visit unleashes their passion and lust as if nothing has changed.
Here’s an excerpt:
Josh handed out bars of chocolate and some toffee things that reminded him of dog chews, and waved to the kids as they ran off into the night. As he closed the door he heard another firework explode and decided it was time to be sociable. He put on his heavy boots, shucked on his quilted jacket, and grabbed the flashlight from the table in the hall. Finally, he took the carefully wrapped flowers he’d bought on the way home.
Once he’d left the glow of the outside light behind him, he noticed that the clouds had cleared completely to leave a deep purple sky, the stars shining like polished silver studs. He hoped it would last. While the rain didn’t spoil his enjoyment, good weather would certainly heighten it. As he approached the village green, the telltale crackling told him the fire had already been lit. The tops of the trees, almost bare now, clawed at the sky like crooked, orange fingers in the flames’ light. Children drew shapes in the air with sparklers, mothers fussed with coats and hats, fathers busied themselves with fireworks and the beer stall.
“Josh!” A dark figure loomed out of Josh’s peripheral vision. “Just in time for the fun.”
“Hi, Ben,” said Josh, slapping the young priest playfully on the shoulder. As things had turned out, it had been a godsend having a gay priest in the village, though no one knew apart from Josh and Sam, of course. Josh couldn’t understand how Ben could want to be a Catholic priest, but Ben simply said that he had his own beliefs and Rome was fifteen hundred miles away.
Ben took something from his pocket and, linking arms with Josh, slipped the object into his friend’s coat pocket. “Better let you have that before I forget.”
“Thanks. I’ll get it back to you before morning.”
“I know. Don’t worry about that. Just enjoy yourself, okay?” Ben winked and tapped the side of his nose. “Halloween comes but once a year.”
Now, leave your comment and then you can visit all the other authors by clicking the links in the table below (thanks, Elin, for the clever box!).
| Dianne Hartsock | Costumes |
| Kiran Hunter | Eden |
| Renee George | Idle Hands |
| Tara Lain | Trex or Treat |
| Tristram La Roche | Love Lies Deep |
| Elin Gregory | Set in Stone |
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Josh handed out bars of chocolate and some toffee things that reminded him of dog chews, and waved to the kids as they ran off into the night. As he closed the door he heard another firework explode and decided it was time to be sociable. He put on his heavy boots, shucked on his quilted jacket, and grabbed the flashlight from the table in the hall. Finally, he took the carefully wrapped flowers he’d bought on the way home.
Once he’d left the glow of the outside light behind him, he noticed that the clouds had cleared completely to leave a deep purple sky, the stars shining like polished silver studs. He hoped it would last. While the rain didn’t spoil his enjoyment, good weather would certainly heighten it. As he approached the village green, the telltale crackling told him the fire had already been lit. The tops of the trees, almost bare now, clawed at the sky like crooked, orange fingers in the flames’ light. Children drew shapes in the air with sparklers, mothers fussed with coats and hats, fathers busied themselves with fireworks and the beer stall.
“Josh!” A dark figure loomed out of Josh’s peripheral vision. “Just in time for the fun.”
“Hi, Ben,” said Josh, slapping the young priest playfully on the shoulder. As things had turned out, it had been a godsend having a gay priest in the village, though no one knew apart from Josh and Sam, of course. Josh couldn’t understand how Ben could want to be a Catholic priest, but Ben simply said that he had his own beliefs and Rome was fifteen hundred miles away.
Ben took something from his pocket and, linking arms with Josh, slipped the object into his friend’s coat pocket. “Better let you have that before I forget.”
“Thanks. I’ll get it back to you before morning.”
“I know. Don’t worry about that. Just enjoy yourself, okay?” Ben winked and tapped the side of his nose. “Halloween comes but once a year.”
I’m also talking to Elin Gregory about writing Love Lies Deep and other things:
http://elingregory.wordpress.com/2012/10/05/halloween-heat-an-interview-with-tristram-la-roche/#comment-1416
I had fun being interviewed for the UK website Erotica for All, so I decided to make a post rather than just the usual link. Thanks Lucy!
Here is the full blown thing:
http://eroticaforall.co.uk/interviews/interview-tristram-la-roche/
I seem to have waited an age for The Hun and The General to be reviewed by Erastes on Speak Its Name. At the end of 2011 she said she’d do it ‘in the new year’ but I had begun to wonder which new year she meant. So I was a bit shocked to see the review pop up in my feed (no, not my muesli) today. My heart skipped a beat and I wished I’d remembered to sharpen the spikes. Phew! No need. I’ll settle for 3.5 stars from possibly the hardest to please reviewer this side of the Danube. If you want to read it, here it is:
http://speakitsname.com/2012/06/02/review-the-hun-and-the-general-by-tristram-la-roche/
Thanks, Erastes! ‘Twas worth the wait.
I have long argued – and been criticised for it in certain quarters – that the need for more than one sexual partner is a more natural human condition than monogamy. Monogamy is something forced upon us by society, not something we were born with. Of course, the accusation of promiscuity is normally thrown at gays and, yes, I’ll admit that we do tend to be less rigid in our approach to sex (but I see that as an advantage, not a curse). The hidden message is always that promiscuity is bad, monogamy is good. One recent blogger actually suggested that promiscuous gays are ’whores’, and that’s a blogger who claims to understand gay men! So today I was delighted to find this excellent – if rather long – article about heterosexual open relationships in The Guardian Weekend. Enjoy, and by all means comment either here or there!
http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2012/apr/06/couples-in-open-relationships
As a footnote I am compelled to say that if monogamy is so great and fulfilling, why is there such a demand for menage (hetero, straight or bi) books? And who reads them? Married women, I believe, are big fans.
Celebrate St. Patrick’s Day at All Romance eBooks With A ONE DAY ONLY Sale!
All incentive eligible titles (those are the ebooks with the crowns on their detail page) like On My Knees, Lorenzo il Magnifico, Fixed and The Hun and The General, purchased on March 17th will earn you a 50% rebate in eBook Bucks to use on your next purchase!
Sale begins at 12:00 am Central US time on March 17, 2012 and ands on 11:59 PM Central US time on March 17, 2012. No rainchecks can be given.
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I’m Tara Lain’s guest today, talking about The Huns, their infamous leader and researching my book The Hun and The General. All you have to do is leave a comment for chance to win your copy. Here’s the link: Tara Lain Oh, and there’s a new excerpt!
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