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Featured author Talia Carmichael: *Sparks*, a Nov 2011 Dreamspinner release

I’m very happy to have the opportunity to feature accomplished author Talia Carmichael this week on the blog. Scroll down for an interview and some entertaining excerpts. As always on this blog, the cover images are the buy links—just click and your at the store, in case you’re so inclined. I hope you enjoy! Feel free to comment and thanks for reading.

Bernie Jenkins knows longing for Tomas is futile. The strong, sexy man sees him as nothing but an obligation, a burden he took on out of pity. He even calls Bernie “kid.” Bernie knows all about burdens and how they can consume you, so he pushes away feelings for Tomas.

Tomas Rodriguez likes Bernie. He’s a buddy, a friend. No matter what anyone says, there is nothing going on between them… or so he believes until Bernie surprises him one night at a club. Tomas realizes there’s more to the clumsy geek than he ever knew, but being attracted to someone isn’t the same as acting on it. For that to change, Bernie will have to take a chance and allow Tomas into his heart.

Talia Carmichael is a romantic who believes that family, no matter if it is by blood or those you choose as family, is integral to who you are. She is an author who writes sexy stories in a variety of genres. She believes in creating stories that encompass all that falling in love or lust entails, from the highs of that first blush of attraction to the lows of not knowing if you can make your coming together as a couple work, and then finally to the acceptance of the reality of making a life together. It’s all about the journey.

Talia is a multi-published author with books available at Dreamspinner Press and Total-E-Bound. Among her books you’ll find contemporary, futuristic, fantasy, and paranormal settings with M/M and ménage themes that will have a happily-ever-after. Her books are passionate, intense, and real… to fill the craving.

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A steamy dance—excerpt from *Sparks*

“What makes you think I can’t dance?” Bernie’s tone was more curious than anything else.

Tomas wasn’t about to admit that, with Bernie being so clumsy, he didn’t expect much from him on the dance floor.

“Just a guess.” He shrugged.

“Assumption based on my less-than-gracefulness.” Bernie sounded amused.

Tomas didn’t answer. He led Bernie to a corner of the dance floor. It had enough space that he could teach Bernie to dance without making Bernie feel self-conscious. Tomas turned to him. Over Bernie’s shoulder, he noticed the men at the table had all moved closer to where they were. He frowned.

Robert and Alex were beside each other. Alex made a twirling motion of his fingers. Miguel, Alejandro, Malik, and Hector leaned next to each other, smirks on their faces. The rest of the poker crew were spread out around them, all staring. Bernie went to turn, but Tomas caught his hands, holding Bernie facing him. He didn’t want Bernie to get nervous. With the yahoos watching them, he would.

“So show me what you can do,” Tomas challenged him.

Bernie stiffened, his pale green eyes narrowing. His lips curled into a sly smile. Uneasiness gripped Tomas. Bernie started to move. Tomas’s mouth dropped open. The gracefulness of Bernie’s movements made it seem as if he didn’t have any bones in his body. Bernie rolled his hips. He exuded sex. Bernie partially lowered his lids over those captivating eyes. In a slow glide, he moved into Tomas’s body. The height of his lanky frame was a match of Tomas’s own six-foot-three, brawny body. A slender finger lifted Tomas’s chin, closing his mouth. Bernie leaned into the side of his face. His slightly curly, dark-brown hair brushed the side of Tomas’s face. Tomas stifled a shiver.

“Aren’t you going to dance?” Bernie’s soft voice sounded much more seductive than Tomas remembered.

Tomas gulped. Bernie’s hands slid around his waist and down his hips. He gripped Tomas and moved against his body. Shaking out of his stupor, Tomas shifted and moved with him. Bernie’s soft sigh tickled the side of Tomas’s face. Tomas’s cock went rock hard. Pulling back slightly, Tomas moaned as Bernie’s hands tightened on his hips, pulling him back against him. Giving in to his silent demand, Tomas moved against him. He felt the movement of Bernie’s cock. It was a delicious friction between them as they danced. The herbal scent of Bernie’s shampoo and soap surrounded them.

With a gulp, Tomas put his hands on Bernie’s shoulders. Through the cotton of his T-shirt against his fingertips, Tomas could feel the muscles in Bernie’s shoulders. It was startling to realize Bernie had muscles. He was so gangly, and wore such baggy clothes, that Tomas hadn’t even realized it. Bernie rolled his hips in a motion that made Tomas’s cock jerk and his balls go tight.

Jerking away, Tomas said in a hoarse tone, “Enough of the lesson, kid.”

“Not a kid. And thanks for the lesson.” Bernie smirked.

He walked away, a sway in his hips. His ass looked fuller in his baggy pants. Tomas licked his lips.

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Another excerpt from Talia Carmichael’s *Sparks* (A sweet one)

A hand shook him. Bernie swatted at it. The hand continued to shake him. Blearily, he opened his eyes and glared at Tomas.

“Why ya waking me? You said sleep, and that’s what I’m trying to do. Go away.” Bernie closed his eyes.

“You sure are mouthy for someone who’s sleeping. Now, up. We have plans.” Tomas sounded cheerful.

“No plans. Sleep,” Bernie moaned.

“Are you welshing on our bet?”

“I’m no welsher.” Bernie opened his eyes.

Absently, he noted Tomas was fully dressed as he stood by the side of the bed.

“Then get up and let’s go. I’m leaving in twenty minutes.

We’ll eat breakfast when we get there. Chop chop.” Tomas clapped his hands.

“Let me find a weapon, and I’ll be happy to chop you.” Bernie bared his teeth.

“You’re not usually this cranky in the morning.”

“I am when someone wakes me up in the middle of the night, then revs me up, then goes all gentlemanly,” he grumbled irritably, thinking of the night before.

Tomas pouted. “Try to do something good, and you get no appreciation.”

Bernie sat up, getting off the bed next to Tomas. Standing, he kissed him thoroughly. He licked inside his mouth and suckled his tongue. Pushing him away, Bernie sauntered to the bathroom. In the doorway, he glanced over his shoulder. Tomas was facing him with his arms crossed over his chest.

“That’s my appreciation. And later, I’ll fuck the gentleman out of you,” Bernie promised.

“We can do it now.” Tomas walked toward him.

“Oh, no. You got me up, so we’re going wherever the hell you plan on taking me.” Bernie stepped quickly into the bathroom, closing and locking the door.

“Open up, Bernie.” Tomas’s fist pounded on the door.

“No. I’m getting ready.” Bernie laughed.

He turned on the shower and got in. As he cleaned up, he noticed Tomas had stopped pounding. He heard a scraping sound. Turning off the water, he got out and grabbed a towel. Wrapping it around his body, he went to the door. Opening it, he looked at Tomas, and then at what he held in his hand.

“What were you doing?”

“Taking the door off the hinges.” Tomas didn’t even sound apologetic.

He threw down the power screwdriver and reached for him.

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Here’s a blurb and a sexy scene from Talia Carmichael’s *Detour*

Robert Berkus’s steady academic life seemed to be an open road until the day he took a detour… right into Officer Miguel Rodriguez’s path. When Miguel helps the sexy professor change a flat tire, Robert is absolutely oblivious to Miguel’s interest. That suits Miguel just fine, though. He’s used to being the aggressor although it sure would be nice to get this sweet and staid college professor to make the first move.

When Robert gets his act in gear, the results prove explosive. Miguel wants Robert in his bed and in his life permanently, and Robert enthusiastically agrees—but they’ve already learned that life makes detours. Sometimes it takes love a little courage to arrive at its chosen destination.


“Just friends. He’s straight,” Robert said as he waited for Miguel to answer the door.

It was his ritual to repeat the reminder before he spent time with Miguel. In the last five weeks and four days they had spent together, sometimes it worked, while other times he couldn’t wait to go home and jerk off, imagining it was
Miguel touching him. It was pathetic, but he couldn’t seem to say no when Miguel asked him to do something. Since that first game, he and Alex had become regulars at the poker games. As Miguel had mentioned, the players changed based on each player’s schedule. From his count of people at the various games, there were about twenty or so of them who played. Alex had even offered his house to be added to the rotation once it was more livable. Robert couldn’t offer his place; it was too small. Although he, Alex, and sometimes Miguel went looking, he still couldn’t find a house he wanted.

In addition to those times, he and Miguel had been to many garage sales, picking up pieces for Miguel’s house. He had spent many weekends working on restoring the pieces with Miguel. Besides that, they had gone to the beach to surf, out to eat, to fairs, and lots of other outings. It was what he would imagine a romance would be: getting to know each other, spending time together, fun and camaraderie.

Too bad Miguel was straight and therefore off limits.

“Just frien—” Robert said as door opened.

He swallowed the rest of the words as he got a look at a glistening bare chest. Robert gulped. He licked his lips as water slid down sculpted muscle.

“Sorry. I’m not ready. I had to take a shower. I took longer sanding the wardrobe than I had planned.” Miguel’s voice was muffled.

Robert was grateful Miguel was toweling his hair, giving him time to compose himself. Miguel slung the towel over his neck.

“Come on in. I’ll be ready in a sec.” Miguel stepped back.

Robert entered, closing the door behind him, and walked deeper into the room. He stopped, whimpering, as Miguel turned and started to walk away. The shorts he wore hugged his ass perfectly. His thighs moved, flexing muscles.

Robert bit the side of his hand. His gaze traveled up, taking in the strong back, broad shoulders, thick neck, and slightly curly, damp hair. Miguel stopped and looked back at him.

Robert dropped his hand and took a step back. Hunger blazed in Miguel’s gaze. But that was impossible.

“When are you going to make a move? I’m tired of waiting.” Miguel’s voice was low and deep.

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Robert’s addled brain was on overload.

Miguel sighed and faced him. Involuntarily, Robert’s eyes dropped, and then his mouth fell open in shock. Miguel was hard, and from the look of it, his cock was huge. Robert licked his lips, then jerked his eyes away. Miguel was amused.

“Like what you see?” Miguel purred.

“God, yes.” Robert flushed as he realized what he’d said, and he rushed to correct it. “Umm… no… look….” He screamed, frustrated, yanking at his hair.

“I can think of better things to do with your mouth than scream,” Miguel growled.

Robert dropped his hands and gawked. Miguel smiled and lowered his gaze. He licked his lips and looked back up at Robert.

“A lot more things.”

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