Before we start I just wanted to say a big Happy Birthday to Amber for the 22nd. I hope you had an awesome day. Thank you once again for having me on your blog, I always have a ball when I visit.
To celebrate the release of A Bear’s Bear, Smokey Mountain Bears book 3 in the Travels Through the Scarlet Equinox Anthology, I thought it might be fun to catch up with another bear, Michael McKenna from Wreath of Fire.
Me: Michael, thank you for joining us here today.
Michael: Thanks for having me, and thank you to the birthday girl Amber as well.
Me: *Smiles* So, Michael, why don’t you start by telling us how you met your mate?
Michael. *Blushes* Ahhh… I’d really rather not if it’s all the same to you, thanks.*picks at a thread on his pants*
Me: Um, well, how are Amber’s fan’s going to know anything about you if you don’t tell them?
Michael: *Sighs* Fine. *takes a deep breath* *Blurts* I may have set fire to a kitchen.
Me: You set a kitchen on fire? *Wide eyes*
Michael: It really wasn’t my fault.
Me: Okay if you say so… so how did you meet your mate?
Michael: He’s a fire fighter, or as they say in Australia Firie. He was there, in all his sexy fire fighter clothes…. *Trails off as he looks into space* *blushes*
Me: *Clears throat*
Michael: *Startles.* Sorry.
Me: No worries. So. You’ve been together how long now?
Michael: *Grins wide* Almost a year. I know it doesn’t seem like long but for me it’s a big deal.
Me: I think it’s wonderful.
Me: So, has there been any moment that’s stuck out to you as particularly special in the last year, that you’d like to share with Amber’s readers?
Michael: *Thinks* Oh, oh. I know. *bounces in his chair* My birthday.
Me: Ohh… Care to share?
Michael: Sure. Cameron wanted to do something really special as it was the first birthday we would be celebrating together. Even though he’d only been at the fire station a couple of months he managed to get a couple of days off and we flew out to Montanta.
My birthday’s the 18th February so winter is in full swing here in the Smokey Mountains, but even more so in Montana. We stopped by to say hello to Cam’s parents and meet his siblings before he drove us away and we left everyone behind.
A secluded cabin, everything covered in white It was like one of those winter Christmas cards you always see.
We went snow mobiling across a frozen lake, had snowball fights, went ice fishing, drank hot chocolate and snuggled in front of a roaring fire. I didn’t want to leave. I may have prayed a couple of times that we’d get snowed in and have to stay for a while. Unfortunately the really bad weather waited for the week after we got home to hit. Damn me for being born a week too soon.
*Glances around* *Leans in and whispers* Can I tell you a secret?
Michael: I would be quite happy to never receive another gift for as long as I live if Cam and I could spend some time every year up there, just the two of us. I’ve never experienced anything like it. *winks* And the sex was mind blowing. Oh… My… God!
Me: *Blushes* Ah… well… umm…. I think that might be about all the time we have here… Thank you so much for stopping by Michael and um… oversharing, I mean sharing with us today.
Michael: Any time. Always happy to help out where I can. Say, did I tell you about that time when Cam….
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Travels Through the Scarlet Equinox.
The Autumnal equinox—when the trees dress in their formal scarlet and gold and the crisp air whispers of chance and change, when bright days turn into sudden storms and the veil between reality and imagination thins. Join the Mischief Corner authors as they share stories evoking this often unpredictable time of year.
A Bear’s Bear by Toni Griffin
Matthew Warner’s been a Chicago Bears fan as far back as he can remember. What other team was a young bear shifter from the Smokey Mountains supposed to root for? When his college friend gets tickets to the next home game, Matthew jumps at the chance for a holiday. It’s his favorite time of year and Nic promises him pumpkin carving and a visit to the world’s largest corn maze, what more could he want?
What Matthew doesn’t expect is finding out the defensive tackle for the Bears is his mate. Between fainting at the realization, meeting family, and dealing with the media fallout of his mate’s coming out Matthew is in for a hell of a rocky Halloween.
The Autumn Lands by J. Scott Coatsworth
Jerrith is running. Kissed by an elf, he can’t remain in his hometown of Althos anymore. Not that he wanted to stay.
Caspian still hasn’t figured out why he kissed Jerrith, but he’s running too. Since he was exiled from the Autumn Lands, his past has been hazy, and his future uncertain. But when a stray memory brings things into focus, the two decide to run toward something together. What they uncover will change how they see the world, and themselves, forever.
Beside a Black Tarn by Angel Martinez
When Shax stumbles across rumors of an experimental house that responds to the occupant’s brain functions, creating scenarios to please and delight, naturally he wants to steal it. But with the return of a troubled and hunted Julian Parallax and an overabundance of Poe references, even Shax’s scheming may not be enough to get the Brimstone crew out alive this time.
Eternity in the Tides by Freddy MacKay
Autumn has always been Zak’s favorite season for hiking and camping. Not to mention breathing in all that crisp fall air and sitting around toasty bonfires. That all changed year and a half ago when a rich prick high on prescription pills sideswiped Zak while he was out biking.
Now his days are filled with pain and limited mobility. No more camping. No more trails. Zak’s life as he knew it is gone forever.
Back at his beloved stomping grounds, Zak is ready to say hello and goodbye one last time. But when a cry from the frigid Lake Superior waters throws him into the role of a rescuer, more than just his life hangs in the balance. Little did Zak know how much one person giving a damn mattered to him.
Genres: Gay Paranormal Romance, Gay Science Fiction, Gay Fantasy, Gay/Bisexual Urban Fantasy
Hudson groaned as he rolled over and hit out at the damn contraption making so much noise. He couldn’t remember setting his alarm for this early. When the music didn’t quit, he blearily opened one eye. His phone lit up, letting him know he had an incoming call.
Reluctantly, Hudson reached out and snatched up the offending device, swiped at the screen to connect the call, and placed it against his ear. “This had better be important,” he grumbled to the caller.
There was a pause, then, “Aw, shit, man, late night last night?” Even with the fact he’d just woken up, it only took Hudson seconds to place the voice. Christian Packard.
“Hey, man. Yeah, you could say that. Could also have something to do with the fact that I’m in Seattle and we’re three hours behind you. The sun is barely thinking about rising here.”
“Shit, sorry. I completely forget to check the schedule to see where you were playing.”
Hudson rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard. He blinked as the hotel suite came into view. It looked like every other one he had seen in the years since he’d gone pro. Seen one, you’d seen them all.
“‘S okay. What’s up?” he asked. Christian had been a great friend in college. They had played ball together at UT, had shifted and run together every month, and Christian had even helped him study and pass his bachelor of education. They’d managed to stay in contact since they both graduated. Hudson was happy when he’d heard Christian had found his mate. He couldn’t even begin to contemplate what that would be like. He played pro ball; a mate right now would throw a massive monkey wrench in the works since Hudson was gay and only a select few people on the team knew. “How’s that mate of yours?”
Hudson could hear the smile in his friend’s voice as he answered. “He’s good. He’s the reason I’m calling. Well… in a roundabout way, at least.”
He yawned as he listened. “How’s that?” Hudson flung the covers back on the bed and stood, stretching his aching muscles from the game yesterday, taking a moment to loosen up. Thank god he was a shifter. He was always surprised the humans on the team could even move the day after a game.
Hudson wandered into the attached bathroom, scratching at the thick pelt on his stomach. He leaned down and lifted the seat on the toilet, then took aim. He sighed as the stream hit the water below.
“I plan to ask Vinnie to marry me,” Christian said.
“Wait. What?” Hudson asked, his mind trying to clear and catch back up to the conversation he was having.
Christian laughed. “I plan on asking Vinnie if he would be my husband.”
“Ah, man. Congrats.” It’s about fucking time.
“Thanks. He hasn’t said yes yet.”
“Like he’d really say no.”
“Stranger things have happened.” Christian really sounded nervous.
“Not to you. The man loves you… I can’t wait to meet him.”
“Yeah, hopefully soon.”
Hudson understood. Between his schedule playing ball and Christian taking over as Alpha to his sleuth, finding time to meet wasn’t easy.
“So were you just calling to let me know?”
“Yes and no.”
“Why does that sound ominous?” He shook as he finished peeing, flushed the toilet, and then washed his hands. He headed back into the other room and sat on the edge of the bed.
“I hope it’s not. I have a member of my sleuth heading to Chicago this week.”
Hudson closed his eyes. He knew where this was going. Hudson didn’t have a problem with what Christian was about to ask. They had been friends a long time and he knew Christian wasn’t asking him as a pro football player but as a friend. “He’d doing me a massive favor and picking up the ring from Tiffany.”
Christian laughed. “Shut up.”
“Vincent is going to shit bricks, man!” Hudson said, grinning. He wished he could be there to see the look on the man’s face.