Friday, November 28, 2014



November 29, 2014: 

The theme for this week’s MySexySaturday http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.ca/ is Sexy Down The Avenue—a little glimpse of romance a hundred or more years ago. The seven paragraphs below are from A TASTE OF HONEY in which the Marquis de Vernnay does the unthinkable by falling for the lowest, most humble of servants and in the process discovers his true sexuality.


A TASTE OF HONEY

By Christiane France


 Blurb:

This is the final story in a trilogy that started with TIME SHIFT and was followed by FAST FORWARD. Here we find out what happened to Antoine, the Marquis de Vernnay, after Mariette and Celeste disappeared.

Antoine Auguste, Marquis de Vernnay, is twenty-four and bored. Bored with women at the house he frequents on la rue Charles V, and bored with the elaborate rituals and devices he must use in order to achieve an orgasm.

But then he meets Honey at an exclusive men’s club, and has his first sexual experience with another man.

One taste of this beautiful, young creole man with the golden skin and Antoine's life is forever changed. Honey is the only person he can think about and the only person he wants. Honey, however, is a servant of the lowest class, and also the property of another man. Can Antoine discover a way he can separate the two and keep Honey all to himself?

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…once inside the chamber, Antoine felt the first fluttering of panic. He was shaking, he felt sick, dizzy, and he needed to leave. Now. He had no idea what had possessed him to take such a dangerous step as coming to a place like this. Even worse, he could not imagine what was about to happen to him now. Whatever it was, he’d lost his nerve. He just wanted to go home to his boring, unsatisfying life. He…

“Calm down,” Honey murmured, his magic fingers dipping into Antoine’s breeches and extracting his now-shriveled cock. “Give me a second to turn this little man back into a big brave soldier again, and you’ll feel much better. You’ll see.”

Along with his warm, golden skin and delicious scent, Honey had a soft, singsong accent when he spoke that intrigued Antoine. “Where are you from?”

“I am a Creole from the Antilles. The beautiful island of Martinique in the blue Caribbean Sea. My previous master was a ship’s captain, and I was his cabin boy. Unfortunately, the captain lost me to another man in a game of cards here in Paris.”

As he spoke, he dropped to his knees and took Antoine into his mouth. The moment Antoine felt the warm, wet, velvety texture of Honey’s tongue wrapping itself around his dick, he began to grow hard again. From that moment on, he was lost as the world spun faster on its axis, and everything became dreamlike and unreal.

He didn’t protest when Honey removed all their garments and pulled him down beside him on the bed, or when Honey kissed him, and their tongues engaged in the most delightfully erotic dance imaginable. And when Honey asked if Antoine would like to suck his cock, he hesitated for no more than a second before he complied.

However, Antoine did experience a tiny surge of doubt when Honey positioned him on all fours on the floor. And a slightly bigger surge when Honey spread his ass cheeks, and he felt Honey insert the head of his cock in his hole and begin to push.

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Don’t forget this is a blog hop. And don’t forget to check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link:  http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.ca/

Cool mysteries and hot romance - http://www.chrisgrover.ca
Latest Release: Rising Damp -
http://www.amberquill.com
Coming soon from Amber Allure: Oh, What A Knight
http://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71  http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/ 

 

 

 

Monday, November 24, 2014

4 Hearts review for RISING DAMP




M/MGOODBOOKSREVIEWS gives RISING DAMP 4 stars:

...The scenery of the grounds and house where Matt worked were beautiful. The sex was hot and intriguing between Toby and Matt. Good read.

To read the complete review go to:

http://mmgoodbookreviews.wordpress.com/2014/11/19/rising-damp-by-christiane-france/

Friday, November 14, 2014

RISING DAMP - m/m paranormal adult


November 15, 2014:

 

This week’s MySexySaturday http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.ca/ calls for an I’m too sexy character. Some guys cultivate this image, others, whether they know it or not, just are.  In the following seven paragraphs from my latest release, RISING DAMP, we get to meet Matt and his oh so sexy housemate who just happens to be a ghost:


RISING DAMP
By Christiane France
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2065-Rising-Damp.aspx

Blurb:

When Matt Jones takes a temporary job as a housekeeper/housesitter in an old and imposing three-story Queen Anne Victorian estate, he’s worried about patching up a misunderstanding with his new boyfriend. He has no idea he’ll be sharing the premises with a ghost and, within the month, his life will drastically change.

Never in Matt’s wildest dreams would he have imagined that living with a sexy ghost could be so exciting and rewarding...

^ ^ ^

I headed back in the direction of the stairs and Toby followed along behind.

Just before we reached them, he said, “By the way, I forgot to thank you for last night. It was a total blast. We must do it again sometime soon.”

I turned to face him. “Excuse me?”

“You’ve already forgotten?” He grinned. “Never mind. Perhaps it wasn’t that good after all. I must try to do better next time.”

I had no idea what Toby was talking about. I stared at him for a second, waiting for him to explain. When I realized that wasn’t going to happen, I muttered a quick see ya later and went out through the steel door, which I then closed and locked, just in case. In case of what I wasn’t quite sure. If he was a ghost a locked door wouldn’t keep him in. And if he wasn’t?

I had no answer for that, but halfway down the stairs I remembered my wet dream. My knees buckled and I grabbed onto the stair rail to stop from falling the rest of the way. The dream had been fantastic, as good if not better than the real thing, but still a dream. No way did Toby have anything to do with it.

Or did he?... 
 
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Don’t forget this is a blog hop. And don’t forget to check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link:  http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.ca/

Cool mysteries and hot romance - http://www.chrisgrover.ca
Latest Release: Rising Damp -
http://www.amberquill.com
Coming soon from Amber Allure: Oh, What A Knight
http://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71  http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/ 

 

 

 

Sunday, November 9, 2014

New Release - RISING DAMP - m/m paranormal




I love ghost stories and I’d just finished The Ghost Wore Denim with KC Kendricks http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2044-The-Ghost-Wore-Denim.aspx when another spooky idea dropped into my head… Supposedly a ghost must remain in the place where he died until such time as his murderer is apprehended or his demise is somehow revenged. But if this is true what happens if a ghost gets accidentally relocated and needs help to return home? 

RISING DAMP
By Christiane France
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2065-Rising-Damp.aspx
Blurb:

When Matt Jones takes a temporary job as a housekeeper/housesitter in an old and imposing three-story Queen Anne Victorian estate, he’s worried about patching up a misunderstanding with his new boyfriend. He has no idea he’ll be sharing the premises with a ghost and, within the month, his life will drastically change.

Never in Matt’s wildest dreams would he have imagined that living with a sexy ghost could be so exciting and rewarding...

Excerpt:

...“In other words, you want me to take you back so you can figure something out?” I couldn’t believe I was buying into this ridiculous nonsense. But hey, it was better than watching mindless TV or twiddling my thumbs.

“I’d be most grateful if you would.”

“No problem. What do I have to do? Park my car out front, then you’ll hop in and give me directions to the house?”

“I’m afraid it won’t be quite that easy. The first step will be to get me and the trunk out of this house. It’s a fairly big trunk and you may need help to carry it. Then you’ll have to find a way of putting it back inside Henry’s house.”

I stared at Toby hard. This had to be a joke. It was too crazy to be anything else. But then his image wavered again and I gave in. Whoever he was, the sooner I got him and that fucking trunk out of here the better for all concerned.

I swallowed a king-sized sigh. “You’re right. It sounds anything but easy. There’s bound to be someone else living in the house by now, so I can’t knock on the door and pretend it’s a delivery. And I won’t do anything stupid like breaking in. You have any better suggestions?”

He gave me another of his super sad looks. “Sorry, I don’t.”

“What if I take you over there late one night and leave you on the doorstep?”

“That may not work. I think the new owner will have to take the trunk inside.”

“You know this for sure or you’re just guessing?”

“In ghost stories the spirit must forever remain the house where he breathed his last breath.”

“Right. But this is real life not a book. Who’s going to take in a package they know nothing about?” I wondered aloud. “If they have any sense they’ll call the bomb squad and run like hell. Any other brilliant ideas?”

“The garage is attached to the house and there’s a conservatory at the back. In both cases, the doors into the main part of the house will be locked, but if either of the outer ones are open that would work.”

“I may have a better idea.”

“And that is?”

“I have a friend on the police force. Give me the address and a couple of days to scope the place out and talk to my friend. Where’s the trunk?”

“The address is 24 Alder Close, and it’s that old cabin trunk in the first room you checked. Pale green banded with strips of dark wood. Maybe you noticed it?”

“I saw there were several trunks when I looked in there, but I didn’t notice any one in particular. Let me take a look at the house first. I’ll worry about the rest later.”

I headed back in the direction of the stairs and Toby followed along behind.

Just before we reached them, he said, “By the way, I forgot to thank you for last night. It was a total blast. We must do it again sometime soon.”

I turned to face him. “Excuse me?”

“You’ve already forgotten?” He grinned. “Never mind. Perhaps it wasn’t that good after all. I must try to do better next time.”

I had no idea what Toby was talking about. I stared at him for a second, waiting for him to explain. When I realized that wasn’t going to happen, I muttered a quick see ya later and went out through the steel door, which I then closed and locked, just in case. In case of what I wasn’t quite sure. If he was a ghost a locked door wouldn’t keep him in. And if he wasn’t?

I had no answer for that, but halfway down the stairs I remembered my wet dream. My knees buckled and I grabbed onto the stair rail to stop from falling the rest of the way. The dream had been fantastic, as good if not better than the real thing, but still a dream. No way did Toby have anything to do with it.

Or did he?...

Cool mysteries and hot romance - http://www.chrisgrover.ca
Latest Release: Missing But Not Dead -
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2051-Missing-But-Not-Dead.aspx
Coming soon from Amber Allure: Oh, What A Knight
http://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71  http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/ 

 

 

Friday, November 7, 2014




November 8, 2014:
 

This week’s MySexySaturday http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.ca/ calls for a sexy first. In the following seven paragraphs we share Luke and Travis’ first kiss in ONCE UPON A SECRET:
 
 




Blurb:

The last thing Luke Fiorelli wants to do, being a member of a close-knit immigrant family living in the Italian neighborhood of a small town, is embarrass or upset them by openly declaring his sexuality. Moving to the big city isn’t an option for a couple of reasons: partly because he owns a successful landscaping business, and partly because his family wouldn’t understand him relocating on what they would interpret as a whim. So, by convincing himself that his strait-laced father would kill him if he ever found out about Luke’s sexuality, and satisfying his needs with the occasional weekend trip out of town, Luke has never had a problem keeping that part of his life a deep, dark secret.

That is, until he meets handsome and openly gay Travis Barrington III. The attraction between the two men is strong and instantaneous, and suddenly Luke is scrambling to invent even more excuses to keep his secret.

Travis, however, knows all about secrets and the harm they can do, but can he convince Luke to accept that and step out into the light?

 

^ ^ ^

“You really want me to kiss you?” Travis asked, feeling his body react at the thought.
 

“Unless you have some kind of objection.”
 

Travis rubbed the pad of his thumb over Luke’s so very kissable lips. “There’s no easy way of me asking this, but—“
 

“Is this the first time for me?” Luke parted his lips, and Travis felt the insistent glide of Luke’s tongue against his thumb. “No.”
 

Travis replaced his thumb with his mouth, and as he gently brushed his lips against Luke’s, every nerve in his body sprang to life. “I can’t believe this is happening,” he murmured, aware of the slight quiver to his voice as he put his arms around Luke and drew him close. “I’ve wanted it to happen. I’ve wanted it for weeks, and I can’t tell you how much, but I was beginning to think it never would. Why…”
 

Suddenly, Travis didn’t care why, only that it was. Luke was in his arms, Luke’s tongue was seeking entry into his mouth, and it was Luke’s hands that were urgently stroking his cock. He was so hard and so ready, he desperately wanted release, but first, he wanted to feel the hot, wet silk of Luke’s tongue and lips take possession of his aching shaft and draw it into his mouth. Only then did he want Luke to suck and tease and slowly push him over the edge.
 

“Stand up,” Luke whispered. “Your pants are in my way.”
 

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Don’t forget this is a blog hop. And don’t forget you can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link:  http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.ca/

Cool mysteries and hot romance - http://www.chrisgrover.ca
Latest Release: Missing But Not Dead -
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2051-Missing-But-Not-Dead.aspx
Coming soon from Amber Allure: Rising Damp
http://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71 
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/ 

 

 

 

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Review for MISSING, BUT NOT DEAD




Chocolate Minx at Literary Nymphs gives MISSING, BUT NOT DEAD  4 Nymphs and says, in part:

...Christiane France has created a fascinating opening saga. The storyline inspires a number of questions as well as a few clues to wet your inquisitive appetite. ...

Read the full review at:
http://literarynymphsreviewsonly.blogspot.ca/search/label/GLBT?zx=a42fb8f3679015fa