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Happy Anniversary to Me! Freebies, Excerpts

Happy anniversary to me!

I can’t believe it’s been three years since I took a chance and published Taking Lance. Oh, the fear I felt that day! I was so lost. Publishing was brand new to me and I admit to being really clueless. I set up a profile on Smashwords and went through the process of getting ready to hit ‘publish’. I hovered over that button for a long time before I finally got up the nerve to do it.

What if nobody read it? What if they did and hated it? I was shocked when not only did a lot of people read the book but they gave me great feedback. After that came Keeping Lance and the others in the series, on top of the other books I’ve released since then. The fear never goes away, no matter how many books I publish. I have come a long way in three years but I believe I’ll always have those nerves when I put a new story out in the world.

The best part of being an author are the people who read my books. You guys are what keeps me doing what I do. I’m following a dream I’ve had for as long as I can remember and it’s all because of you wonderful people. πŸ™‚ You know I adore you all.

Now that all the sappy stuff is out of the way, how about a giveaway? I’ve made Taking Lance – because it’s the book that started it all – free on Smashwords and Payhip until April 12th. If you’re not familiar with Payhip, it’s a great publishing platform that’s more author friendly than the others. I’ve never bought from there but the feedback I’ve received from readers has been promising. If you have a problem getting the book (s) from either site let me know and I’ll get you taken care of.

But wait, there’s more! *snort*

Because a lot of my readers have already read Taking Lance I’m also making Just Friends, my newest release, free until the 12th too. If you don’t read bi or gay romance/erotica, shoot me an email and I’ll send you my het story, My Son’s Girl & My Son’s FriendsΒ via email, or an ARC of My Father’s Wife, that’s yet to be published, in the format of your choice.


Below are the coupon codes for each story:

Taking Lance
Payhip –Β 5Q5W8JPUHK
Smashwords –Β HZ83D
Just Friends
Payhip –Β 160IRCGNJ9
Smashwords –Β EK38K

You can get one or both. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ The coupon codes must be added at checkout on both sites or the books won’t be free so don’t forget to add them.

How about an excerpt from Rick and Lance’s upcoming wedding? It’s actually a story in itself so it’s a bit long. If you’ve followed the series to now you already know Lance and Rick’s personalities so what happens in this excerpt won’t surprise you much. πŸ™‚ The title is my working title and subject to change. In all honesty, I’m not a fan of the working title but it fits with the series so it may stay as is.

Below Rick and Lance’s excerpt is one fromΒ Finding Alex, the final story in the series.

Both excerpts are unedited and subject to change slightly. They’re also naughty, meaning NSFW if somebody is reading over your shoulder.


Marrying Lance

This takes place literally minutes before Rick and Lance are supposed to say their vows. It’s told in Lance’s POV.



I take one last glance in the full-length mirror before turning to pour myself a glass of champagne from the bucket on a nearby table. Alex and Dean thought of everything. Rick and I had originally planned to get married in the Caribbean. That changed when gay marriage became legal all over the United States. Instead of flying off somewhere and expecting our friends to do the same, we’ll be saying our vows in the gardens of Alex’s old home. The house has sat empty since Alex and his wife Vanessa divorced a few years ago but the gardens and grounds have been meticulously maintained. Alex’s ex tried to take it in the divorce settlement but good attorneys kept it in the Langdon family. Eventually, Alex will sell. Dean has made his feelings known about the house his partner once shared with his wife. It was willed to Alex by his paternal grandfather so I’m sure his father won’t be too keen on seeing it sold to someone outside of the family. I’d hazard a guess that Alex doesn’t give a shit what his father thinks. The elder Langdon is the reason Alex stayed in the closet for forty-five years and was married to a woman for ten of them. When Dean came into Alex’s world he knew he’d been hiding long enough. His then-wife was doing everything in her power to publicly destroy him but he managed to come out on his own terms with Dean by his side. Of course, not everything ran smoothly after that announcement but the two men have weathered the storm and are stronger because of it.

I walk to the balcony of the master bedroom suite and look out over the grounds where I’ll legally become Rick Preston’s husband in a matter of minutes. The actual ceremony will take place inside a small gazebo that’s several yards to the right of the balcony. It’s covered in flickering white lights and there are lanterns hanging from the ceiling. Not too bright, not too dark. Brightly colored flowers were brought in to complement those naturally grown in Alex’s former back yard and are placed throughout the small area where the vows will be spoken. A narrow aisle runner leads from the gazebo down to a covered area where I will start my trek to the man I plan to spend the rest of my life with. Tables are set up in the gardens with champagne, soft drinks, and finger foods for the few invited guests. A half dozen stone benches blend in with the landscape and complete the look. There are more lights strung around the area and candles and lanterns in place, along with solar lights. It’s not exactly lit up like a runway but it’s bright enough where everything and everyone can be seen clearly.

The actual reception won’t really be a reception at all. It’s a special dinner that will be held inside the formal dining room of the house shortly after the ceremony itself is complete. Along with a small wedding cake, there will also be a two-layered chocolate cake to honor my twenty-second birthday. I fought it but Rick insisted that just because we’re getting married doesn’t mean my birthday is any less special. Only those closest to us were invited to our nuptials so there will be no crowd or strangers to fake small talk with. The entire setting is decorated simply and tastefully. Everything is exactly as Rick and I asked, right down to the brand of champagne and the carefully selected dinner menu.

It took us long enough to get here.

Four years of drama from my family and a lot of other obstacles thrown in our path. But we’re here now, better than ever.

Instead of uncomfortable tuxedos, we agreed to wear black slacks and white long-sleeve shirts. No ties and no uncomfortable shoes. Rick got a haircut but insisted I get nothing more than a trim. He’s always wanted me to keep my black hair almost to my shoulders. Not that I mind. One of my favorite things in the world is when Rick wraps my hair around his hand as he’s fucking me hard from behind.

Off to the side, I see my old friend, Mandy, and her soon-to-be husband, Jonathan, sitting on a bench. Wearing a silver, shimmery dress that comes to just above her knees, Mandy is a beautiful woman. Her dark brown hair is hanging loose down her back and she’s wearing two-inch heels, much shorter than her usual stilettos. I smile when I see the small bump that tells me that I’ll be an adopted uncle in only a few months. The pregnancy wasn’t planned but Mandy has never been happier. She met Jonathan a few years ago and they’ve been planning a wedding almost ever since. Mandy played a big part in Rick and my early days and even helped us get together in a round about way. We became friends when I was eighteen and have been close in the four years since. She was my fake girlfriend when I wasn’t out to my mother and was there when I finally got the courage to come out to her.

My eyes scan the area and stop on two of our friends, Travis Jordan and Marc Parker. Travis is laughing at something and Marc is looking at him as if he hung the moon. I smile because I know only a few short months ago neither man had a whole lot to smile about. I’m thrilled to see them happy. I still find myself amazed that any anger I felt toward Marc has long disappeared. I even consider him a friend, though Travis and I are closer. We clicked over a huge argument about Marc in Alex and Dean’s penthouse a few months ago. The argument opened the door and it didn’t take long before we discovered that we have a lot in common. Outside of Rick and Marc anyway.

I lean against the railing as I look at the wedding decor, though the flowers give the area the best backdrop. Only close family and friends were invited to our nuptials. Marc and Travis, Alexander Langdon and his partner, Dean Collins, and Mandy and Jonathan, and the wedding photographer and officiant, of course. My father was invited but he’s not expected to show. He’s never had an issue with me being gay but his second wife hasn’t exactly rolled out the red carpet for me when I’ve gone to visit. She’d never say anything to me about her feelings but it’s obvious what her true thoughts are when I’m around.

I scan the area again and see Rick standing alone against a tree with a beer in his hand. There are lights nearby so I can see him clearly. He’s far enough back where he can’t be seen by the guests unless somebody’s looking. I’m thankful that man belongs to me. With his salt and pepper hair and brown eyes that look at me as if I’m the most precious person in the world, I can’t imagine my life without him. I almost close my eyes and turn away. It was decided that we would do the traditional ‘not see each other on the day of the wedding’ thing. It was my idea but I’ve been regretting it since we parted last night. He spent the night at our house. I stayed with Alex and Dean where they and Travis and Marc got me drunk off of tequila. Even so, I found myself reaching for him throughout the night and cursing myself for insisting on this silly tradition. I woke up with a hangover to end all hangovers but then I watched a private moment between my hosts and the hangover was forgotten.

For a little while anyway.

I know the moment Rick sees me on the balcony. He puts his beer on the ground and stands up straighter. I’m not surprised when he grabs his phone from his pocket and mine starts ringing shortly after. It’s bad enough we’re breaking the rule of not seeing each other, even if it is from a distance. I’ll be damned if we’re talking before we say our vows. I shake my head as my phone continues to ring in the room behind me. It stops ringing and immediately starts up again.

β€œNo,” I mouth to him.

He hits a button on his phone and mine stops. I smile – until he starts rubbing his palm up and down his dick with his other hand, a lewd grin on his face.

β€œPrick,” I mouth to him.

He nods but doesn’t move his hand. I look around but nobody is paying attention to either of us. When I look back at my man his hand is still grinding against the front of his pants.

My phone starts ringing again. I swallow the entire glass of champagne in one gulp before sitting the glass on the railing and walking in the room to grab my phone.

β€œStop it,” I growl into the phone. β€œAnybody could see you.”

β€œPut your phone on speaker or grab your wireless ear bud.”

β€œI can hear you fine.”

β€œI want your hands free,” he says back to me.


β€œSweetheart, just do it,” he moans – yes, moans – into the phone. I’m watching him stroke his cock through his slacks as he’s talking to me. β€œThen take your dick out and let me see it.”

β€œNo. You’ll see it later.”

β€œI can’t wait that long,” he fake whines in my ear.

β€œI’m standing on the fucking balcony and anybody could look up and see me. I won’t be waving my dick around.”

β€œThat’s part of the thrill. Take it out for me, Lance.”

I roll my eyes and dig my wireless ear bud out of my pocket and turn on bluetooth so I can talk to him hands-free.

β€œWe can’t do this.”

β€œYes, we can,” he comes back at me. β€œWe can do whatever the hell we want to do. It’s our wedding.”

β€œWedding!” I hiss. β€œThat’s the keyword. The ceremony will be starting in a few minutes. We don’t have time.”

β€œMake time,” he says.

β€œI’m not taking my dick out, Rick.”

β€œYes, you are. Are you hard for me right now, baby?”

Uh, yeah.

The thought of jacking off on the balcony when people are only a few feet away and could look up and see got me hard as steel. Rick’s sexy sex voice in my ear doesn’t help.

β€œI’m not hard,” I lie.

β€œLiar. Take it out and move closer.”

β€œAnybody could look up at any minute. The wedding’s supposed to start in about five minutes.”

β€œForget all that, baby,” he murmurs in my ear. β€œIt’s just you and me right now.”

The gaps between the railings are only about four inches. If I do what he wants me to do I’ll have to get practically up against it for him to be able to watch.

β€œSomebody may see me,” I argue but my hand’s already on the button of my slacks.

β€œIf they do they’ll think it’s hot as hell and say I’m the luckiest fucker on the planet. Do it, Lance.”

I unbutton my pants and slide my zipper down over my erection. With one quick look around I stick my hand inside my black silk briefs and take my cock in hand. My eyes are on Rick as I squeeze the head before pulling it all the way out of my briefs. He groans in my ear when it’s exposed and I start stroking it.

β€œI shouldn’t be doing this,” I whisper.

β€œYes, you should,” he whispers back.

β€œWe have to do it quick.”

β€œWe’ll cum together.”

β€œIf not-”

β€œWe will,” he interrupts. β€œI’ve wanted to be inside you since I left you yesterday.”

β€œTalk to me, Rick,” I whisper, my hand moving slowly up and down my shaft, using my pre-cum as lube. β€œTell me what you want me to do to you.”

I watch as he pulls his dick out of his pants, his eyes looking up at me. He waits until he starts stroking before speaking again.

β€œIt’s what I want to do to you, Lance. I want to lay you out on the bed and lift your lower body up with my hands. Your legs are over my shoulders as I slide my tongue up and down your crack.”

β€œOh, yeah,” I moan as I slide my cock in and out of my fist.

β€œAt first I tease, using my tongue everywhere except where you want it the most. You’re moaning and begging but I continue to drive you crazy. Only when it gets to be too much for you do I swirl my tongue around the bud of your asshole.”


β€œUsing my thumbs I spread it open for my tongue to go inside.”

β€œGod, yeah.”

β€œI fuck your sweet ass with my tongue for several minutes before sliding a finger inside and moving it in and out.”

β€œI’m close, Rick. You better hurry,” I groan as I continue to fuck my fist.

β€œAlmost there, baby. I slide a second finger inside your ass. I know there’s a little pain from lack of lube but you encourage me to add more. When my cock is so hard I can’t take it anymore I pull my fingers out and get on my knees on the bed. Your legs are around me and you’re watching me as I line my dick up with your asshole.”

β€œHurry, Rick,” I repeat, knowing I’ll be shooting before he does.

β€œI enter you in one quick thrust. You groan out in pain but you get off on pain, don’t you, sweetheart?”

β€œYes,” I groan out as my dick unloads all over the balcony railing. β€œYou better hurry, Rick,” I repeat when I’m able to catch my breath.

β€œNot yet,” he says into the phone.

β€œShit. It’s all over my pants,” I grumble as I shove my cock back inside my pants and zip up. I manage to find a box of tissues and wipe my spunk off my hand. I try to wipe it off my slacks but end up making it worse by smearing it. I look over at Rick who looks like he’ll die if he doesn’t get relief for his aching cock soon. β€œWhose stupid idea was it to wear black?”

β€œYours, now help me, Lance. I’m dying here.”

β€œYou like watching me stroke my cock for you, baby?” I purr into the phone. β€œYou want to be inside me so bad right now.”

β€œGod, yeah,” he moans in my ear.

β€œBending over with my hands behind me spreading my ass cheeks for you.”

β€œMmm…” Rick groans in my ear.

β€œYou rub your dick up and down over my hole, teasing both of us.”

β€œOh, yes.”

β€œThere are a lot of people around watching like they did in the bar bathroom last week but you don’t care because you know my ass belongs to only you.”


β€œLet me see how hard you are for me.”

Rick’s leaning against the tree stroking his cock, his eyes on me. He’s too far away to see clearly but I can picture in my head the glazed look in his eyes that he gets when he’s close. He wants to cum so bad he’s aching.

β€œOnce you get inside my ass you don’t stop to wait for me. You’re so turned on you have to pound me hard because you want to cum inside my ass so bad.”

β€œShit, yeah.”

β€œYou like being watched, don’t you, Rick?” I purr into his ear. β€œIt makes you so hard knowing other men are watching you fuck me.”


Watching Rick jack off, even from a distance, still drives me wild. I feel my cock starting to harden again but round two isn’t part of the plan. I know I’m about to be a dick but it won’t be the first time. And he did intentionally start this knowing I’d be in a mad rush to get cleaned up for the ceremony.

I grin and stop talking for a few seconds, just listening to him breathing heavy in my ear. Then, because I’m a total asshole, I look over the railing until I spot Alex standing with Dean several yards away. Rick’s eyes are closed now so it’s doubtful he’s paying attention to anything other than his dick and my voice in his ear.

β€œHey, Alex,” I call out.

β€œWhat are you doing?” Rick asks, his voice strained.

β€œOh, hey, Lance,” Alex calls back. β€œYou have everything you need?”

β€œI do, thanks. Have you seen Rick?” I ask him when he moves closer. I have to hold back to keep from laughing at my frustrated fiance. β€œHe is here, right? I mean, it would be pretty embarrassing if I got left at the altar.”

Alex chuckles.

β€œHe’s here somewhere. He wouldn’t miss this for the world. You’re not supposed to see him anyway.” He looks at his watch. β€œIt won’t be long now. You ready?”

I glance at my crotch and back to Alex who’s now directly under the balcony.

β€œI will be.” I look over at Rick again, who’s grumbling in my ear and furiously stroking his dick, trying hard to reach the finish line. β€œOh, there he is.” I point in Rick’s direction. β€œUnder that tree.”

β€œDamn it, Lance,” Rick growls as he shoves his cock inside his pants a split second before Alex looks his way and starts walking toward him.

β€œI told you we didn’t have time, baby,” I say into the phone, grinning from ear to ear. β€œSee you at the altar.”

He’s still grumbling when I hear Alex greeting him.

β€œLove you,” I say with a grin before hitting the button to end the call.

I am so going to be paying for this when the ceremony is over.

My grin disappears when I look at the white spot on my slacks.




Finding Alex

This takes place a few minutes after Alex and Dean met, roughly 5 years before the here and now, and is told in Alex’s POV. It should also be noted that select parts have been removed on purpose because they’re slight spoilers.


“If you have something to say, spit it out or leave. You’ve made it clear that you know who I am. I don’t like being played and if it’s your intention to expose me the least you can do is tell me why and who the hell you are.”

He shook his head.

“I wouldn’t expose you. Once upon a time somebody shared my secrets and it set me on what could’ve been a bad path. I have no desire to do that to anybody else.”

“You bumped into me for a reason. Our meeting wasn’t accidental.”

“You’re right, I did,” he said as he removed his leather jacket and tossed it on a chair in the foyer. “As soon as I saw you in person I wanted you. The other stuff doesn’t matter right now.”

I was leaning against the wall with my arms crossed wondering if I should go through with it. God knows I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted anyone else in my forty-five years.

“It matters to me. Who are you?” I asked him.

He removed his shirt and placed it on his jacket.

“I told you my first name,” he said as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down.

I refused to look anywhere but his face.

“I’m asking again and if you don’t give me a straight answer you can leave. Who are you?”

“Dean Collins. No middle name.”

I felt like I’d been kicked in the stomach.

“I can see you know the name, Mr. Langdon.”

In that moment it was as if everything I’d worked for my entire life was about to go up in flames. All because I had to hit on a good looking stranger in a bar.

“What do you want from me?” I asked, afraid of the answer.

He moved closer, so close the front of his body was mere inches from mine. I was ashamed when my cock started filling at his nearness. His hand went between us and rubbed up and down my erection, his eyes on mine.

“This is what I want.”

I groaned at his touch. When his lips came to meet mine I hesitated for a split second before opening my mouth and taking his tongue inside and kissing him back. I grabbed his ass and pulled him hard against the front of my body. He moved his hand and ground his cock against me, pressing my body hard against the wall.

I summoned the will to push him back.

“We’re not having sex, Mr. Collins. I may’ve done some careless things over the years but I’m not stupid enough to fuck you. I won’t be used as your pawn in whatever you’ve come here to do.”

His hand went back to my cock. He continued to rub it as he looked at me.

“I’m not here to hurt you, Alex. And as much as you want to kick me out right now you won’t because you want me as bad as I want you. I knew it the instant you looked my way in the bar.”

I slapped his hand away from my dick.

“I didn’t know who you were at the bar or I never would’ve spoken to you.”

He took my face in his hands and forced me to look at him.

“I’m not here to hurt you,” he repeated. “I’ll never even acknowledge that you and I have met.”

I looked into his eyes and saw no sign of deception but I was clouded by my want for the man. And oh how I wanted the man. He must’ve seen the moment I chose to take a chance because his mouth again met mine and his tongue shoved between my lips.

He groaned into my mouth before pulling back to remove his boots and socks and tossed them nearby. His jeans came next and he was standing there wearing nothing but a small hoop in his left ear. I saw a pearl of pre-cum on his dick and dropped to my knees to lick it off. Wrapping my fingers around the thick shaft, I took him all the way inside my mouth until he hit my throat. His hands went in my hair and stopped me before I could get too far into the blow job.

“Up,” he moaned, “and get undressed.”

He pulled his dick out of my mouth and I rushed to remove my suit and tie. There was a little fumbling with cuff links but in no time at all I was standing naked in front of him. He reached for me again and I almost pushed him away. But then his mouth went to my neck and for the first time in my life I pushed the thoughts of my family, my wife, my career… all of it… out of my head. Every time I hooked up with rent boys it was in the back of my mind that it would get out. And here I was with the one person who had the ability to ruin everything and I was standing naked with him inside my home.


I hope you enjoyed the excerpts. Release dates will be announced in the coming weeks.

Thank you to every person who has read my books. It has been a fantastic 3 years and I have all of you to thank for it. πŸ™‚

~Candi Kay






‘Taking Lance’ Finale and Other Updates

Hello, all.

My apologies in advance for the annoying GIF at the bottom. I saw it and had to add it. πŸ™‚

Thank you to everyone who has already bought and read Just Friends. I didn’t think that story would ever be published but I’m glad it’s finally out in the world. Check out two awesome reviews I got for it – On Top Down Under Book Reviews and Cocky Reviews. Note that the one at Cocky Reviews is very NSFW. Don’t click the link if you don’t want to see very graphic sexual situations and nekkid men. πŸ˜‰

The past few weeks have been a little crazy for me but I wanted to give you guys a few updates.

Upcoming/Works-in-Progress –

Finding Alex (Taking Lance #4) – Publishing date TBD -I typed a draft for this post a few days ago. It said that I’d had almost 22,000 words written and that I was hoping to finish the first draft in the coming weeks. Since then I’ve written over 16,000 more words and officially typed THE END. At the moment the story is over 38,000 words. That will be cut drastically before it’s published.

Those of you who’ve followed me for any length of time know my issues with this story. It’s the finale to my very first series. I started and stopped it so many times in the past two and a half years I didn’t think I’d ever finish it. I don’t know if you can know the relief I’m feeling right now because there’s an official light at the end of the tunnel.

This is the final story in the series and I have no plans to ever add to it after this one is published. I could sit here and write about Rick and Lance all day long but I know when it’s time to say goodbye. Saying goodbye to these guys will sadden me but it will also be good for me. Without them I wouldn’t be publishing right now.

Also, there will be Rick and Lance’s wedding (untitled) quickie that I’ve decided to publish before Finding Alex. I’ve written around 2,000 words in that and I will likely stop it at around 5,000 or 6,000. Finding Alex will be published shortly after. The wedding also takes place in ‘Alex’ but from Dean’s point of view. It’s Dean’s instead of Alex’s because this is the chapter when Dean comes to terms with some pretty important things.

Something that could’ve been disastrous – I was a third of the way through the final chapter of Finding Alex when I hit save and the blue screen of death came up on my laptop. When it came back on I was unable to open the manuscript. I tried everything but no matter what I did it wouldn’t open and I was told that the file was corrupt. Thankfully I’m very anal about emailing my stories to myself at the end of each day, even if I so much as change only one line. I’d done this the night before so I didn’t lose the entire manuscript. I did, however, lose everything I had typed that morning in the final chapter and a few track changes I’d made. I couldn’t even be frustrated over having to recreate what I’d lost because I was so grateful that the entire story wasn’t gone. And with all I’ve gone through to get this story written it’s doubtful I would’ve even attempted to recreate it all. I believe I would’ve thrown my hands up, published Rick and Lance’s wedding, then walked away. I would’ve just added Alex and Dean’s story to that one but without as much detail. Thankfully it didn’t come down to that.

Oh, I can’t wait to reveal the cover. I think it’s my favorite in the series.

What you’ll need to know about Finding Alex before it’s published –

  • Together Alex and Dean bring others into their bed often. If you’ve read Saving Travis and Trusting Lance you already know this. There’s no jealousy or silliness as a result of it. It’s just part of their relationship.
  • Because they were already an established couple in the above-mentioned stories, I had to go back in time in order to tell their individual backstories. I hate flashbacks in books. I made a point in hopefully writing these where they aren’t annoying. I really hope so anyway.
  • All the others in the series could be read as standalones. I don’t think that will be the case with Finding Alex. In order to understand pretty much everything in the book you’ll have to know what let up to it.
  • Loose ends from the rest of the series will be tied up. Rick, Lance, Marc, Travis… everything.

More on Rick and Lance below.

Thank you On Top Down Under Book Reviews for allowing me to ‘borrow’ some of your visuals of my Taking Lance guys.Β 

#4 in the Willy the Kinky Elf world – Over 22,000 words written. I plan to stop between 25,000 and 30,000. It’s still untitled. Well, publicly anyway. I have a working title but I won’t announce it until closer to release date. This is Barry’s story. Those who read Blake the Rogue Reindeer & His Cocky Human and Evan the Virgin Reindeer & His Sexy Buck will remember Barry as Blake Simpson’s younger brother and Evan Vickers’ longtime best friend. I didn’t plan to have two “B” names back to back but I didn’t expect the amount of emails I’ve received asking me to write Barry’s story STAT either. πŸ˜€ His love interest is a character that was mentioned in passing during a specific Peppermint Whiskey episode in ‘Blake’. I hope you guys like it when it comes out in early November. I will likely put it up for pre-order in early October like I did Blake’s story. I might even do it a few weeks earlier than that. It depends on how I’m feeling about the story. I’ll update more throughout the year.

If you’ve read the ‘Willy’ series you know there’s a theme in all of them. For ‘Willy’ it was love is love, regardless of who you are. With ‘Evan’ it was about adult bullying. In ‘Blake’ it was about addiction, redemption, and forgiveness. With ‘Barry’ the theme is domestic violence. While I won’t be making light of the subject in any way – just like I didn’t make light of adult bullying and addiction in the last two – I won’t be giving the reader page after page of details that take away from the lightness of the series as a whole. I’m doing my best to write it in a sensitive manner. Note that a majority of the domestic violence takes place off-page in the recent past. There are a couple of instances in the here and now but I’ll be leaving a lot to the reader’s imagination as far as what the character went through before.

That’s it as far as upcoming releases. I could go on about a few more but I won’t do that until I know for sure they’ll be published in the coming months.

I’m almost always writing something. The past couple of months I’ve tried to only focus on stories in the Taking Lance and the Willy the Kinky ElfΒ worlds. Once I get Barry’s story complete I’ll be able to concentrate on new stories. The ideas are always there – and I have dozens of unfinished stories hidden away – but these two have to be knocked out before I can really do right by others. One down, one to go. πŸ™‚

My 3rd publishing anniversary –

On April 5th I’ll be celebrating my 3rd publishing anniversary. I’m not sure what I’m going to do to celebrate yet. I really wish I had time to get Rick and Lance’s wedding story ready to go – that would be perfect considering they’re the guys who started it all for me – but I honestly don’t see that happening. Between traveling and an ongoing serious illness in my family time has simply gotten away from me.

I will, however, be publishing a quick excerpt from the wedding story. It’s already been written. I just need to add some finishing touches. This particular excerpt reads as its own mini-story so it doesn’t leave you hanging. Well, it might leave one of the characters hanging (*snort*) but not the readers. The excerpt will be added to my 3rd anniversary post on April 5th. You can expect to see the same scene in Rick and Lance’s wedding story later.

If I’m feeling good about it I may also add a quick excerpt from Finding Alex. I need to stress – and I’ll do it again in the actual post – that these excerpts will be unedited and will likely change slightly before the stories are actually published.

If you guys have any suggestions on what else to do to celebrate my 3rd, I’m all ears. I’m always open to doing a giveaway and will do one if the interest is there.

That’s about it for now. I hope everybody is doing well.

Until next time,

~Candi Kay


New Release: Just Friends

Who can believe it’s already March? Geez. 2017 is going by so fast.

I am happy to announce that my friends to lovers story, Just Friends, has finally been published and is available at all the usual e-tailers (links below). I had a blast writing about Justin and Trent. Justin is a little on the wild side. Trent, not so much. Oh, he still goes out and hooks up. He’s just not as ‘out there’ about it as Justin is. I hope you enjoy watching them work their way toward each other as much as I enjoyed writing it.

If you read Just Friends, let me know what you think.

Oh, and totally not related but it’s too short to do a separate blog post about. πŸ™‚ To celebrate “Read An Ebook Week” all of my titles that I have published on Smashwords – note that not all my titles are listed on there – will either be on sale for half price or free from March 5th – March 11th. Β I’m not a big fan of listing my books on Smashwords so I’ve not taken the time to add everything I’ve published. Maybe someday but not now. Just Friends is not on there and neither is Eros.Β You can find my profile here.

With that being said, I hope you’ll check out Justin and Trent’s story. Justin may take a little getting used to, but personally I think he’s a sweetheart. πŸ™‚ And what do you think of the guys on the cover? Hello! I actually completely rewrote Justin’s description based on the cover model on the left. Aren’t they beautiful?

I hope everyone’s doing well. I’ll update soon when I have something to update. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

Blurb –

Justin and Trent have been best friends for over twenty years. From first loves to first times, they’ve shared everything. Well, maybe not everything, though it’s not from lack of trying on Justin’s part. He’s wanted to get into Trent’s pants since they were in high school but his friend is either oblivious or simply not interested. Both twenty-five, they’re as different as night and day. Justin likes to party and have a good time while Trent is more settled and serious.

They’re secretly head over heels in love with each other.

After seeing Justin with one guy too many, Trent has finally had enough. He pulls a silly prank on his best friend. Sure, it’s childish, but he can’t keep watching the man he loves hook up with random strangers. What happens after can make or break everything. Will it finally push the two together or will their long friendship be over?

Approximately 15,500 words. 46 Kindle pages.

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