With A Groan and a Moan

It’s Happy Happy Release Day here at The Purple Fantasy Den!

Impossible, book 6 of the Tate Pack series released today and I am so uberly excited to hear what you all think. It was nice to return to the ranch, to hang with the guys again and I think you’ll all be very shocked by what happens in the story. Though I am to warn you that it’s angsty and will make you cry, at least according to my betas.

In light of it being “Happy Happy Release Day” I decided to do more than just give you the blurb, excerpt, cover and buy links, I thought I would tell you all why I really want this book to do well.

Last year I made a promise to donate half the profits of Impossible to The Trevor Project and half of the profits of Untouchable to the It Gets Better Project. I made these promises in light of all of the teenagers who felt as if the bullying, the scorn, the oppression, etc. that they suffered was just too much and committed suicide. I made it in light of the online friend I’d made who also succumbed to the darkness. I made the promises because of Justin, Angel, Ryan and Keesha who all have come to my rescue, more than once, when I tried to give into the darkness.

I made the promise because of Susan.

Who is Susan?

When I was fifteen I moved in with my bio father in Pensacola because I was making a lot, a lot, of really bad, really dangerous life decisions. I didn’t want to stay with my father, but at the same time, the decision to move had been mine (try to figure that one out). When I first moved up to Pensacola, I was the outsider. I was one of maybe six black kids in the youth group at the church my father and I went to that consisted of over 200 teenagers, I was the only one of all of my friends who had engaged in a sexual relationship, had done drugs, drank liquor, rebelled, etc. I felt out of place. But I pushed on and began to clean up my act.

Then I met Susan.

Susan and I had a similar story. Our backgrounds and childhoods were similar and so because of Susan I had someone I could talk to. About a lot of different things. And I was the only person outside of Susan’s mother and a mutual friend, Eve, who knew Susan’s biggest secret.

Susan was a lesbian.

Because of the church we went to, the friends we had, Susan and I didn’t feel comfortable a lot of times sharing the thoughts, desires, the dreams or even our true feelings to those around us. But whenever we were alone, in her purple bedroom, with the walls covered with newspaper clippings, her bed covered in a black duvet and her cat hissing at us from underneath the bed, we could talk about those things.

Susan and I talked every day. We emailed (yes, they had email when I was 15), we called each other on the phone and we hung out all the time. We promised to stay in touch. We promised to look out for each other. We promised to keep each other sane and to keep each other’s head above water.

I didn’t keep my promise.

When I moved back to Winter Haven, Florida I was 16. It didn’t take long for me to fall back into my old ways. And wracked with guilt I started dodging Susan’s calls. Responding to her emails with one line or two-line sentences. Before long the phone calls, the letters and the emails stopped. I’ll be honest and tell you that I was relieved. At 16 I was already responsible for my younger siblings, for helping out my bio mom, a single mother, around the house. I had school, my after-school activities, my siblings’ after-school activities, and my job, I couldn’t and didn’t want to be responsible for someone else.

I only found out that Susan committed suicide four months after we stopped talking, two years later when I went back to Pensacola for seminary.

I have been wracked with guilt ever since.

For over thirteen years since we stopped talking and eleven years after I heard about Susan’s suicide, I have been walking around with that over my head and I wanted to donate to The Trevor Project for Susan. So that maybe it won’t happen again. To try and atone for deserting a friend when she needed me most. While I understand when people tell me that it’s not my fault, I can’t help but feel as if it is.

I don’t think that I’ve ever talked about Susan with anyone outside of my therapist and other friends who knew her, but I’m happy that I have shared it with you all now.

There is a world full of Susans out there and I want to do my part to help.

Half of my profits from Impossible, book 6 of the Tate Pack series, will be donated to The Trevor Project. If you want, when you buy the book, you can leave me a comment here and let me know if you bought the book because of someone, ie “This is for my friend_____” and each time I make a donation to The Trevor Project I’ll remember those who are mentioned.

I hope you all enjoy Impossible. Thank you for helping me, help others and honor Susan.

And now, here’s where you can buy Impossible:

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-impossible-1219147-145.html

http://www.bookstrand.com/impossible-mm

http://www.roosterandpigpublishing.com

http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/B00DE50SQE/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?qid=1371207897&sr=8-1&pi=SL75

 

Blurb:

Alexander Dieson always knew that he was different. Yes, he could shift like the other wolf shifting cowboys on the Tate Ranch, but he could also make fire and a host of other things. When his parents move him to California from Texas he resolves himself to spending a life alone.

Ross Barber discovers the scent of his mate hours after the younger man moves away with his family. He spends ten years searching for Alex and finally finds him just after Alex’s life has been completely turned upside down.

Ross promises Alex that he will help find his mate’s missing siblings but in the process of their search they learn the truth about Alex’s DNA and are completely shocked by the way their lives and the Tate Ranch changes because of it. And when they learn how high up the plot to kidnap and sell paranormals actually goes, the Tate Pack will never be the same.

 

Excerpt:

“Hey! You!”

Ross looked up at the shout and found himself facing the throng of men who had left the house and now spread out to surround him. The man holding the toddler walked back to the front of the house before he returned. Ross looked around at them all, noticing the pack’s Alpha stood among them, not at all shocked that he would be involved in something shady—most Alphas he’d met were—testing his odds and figuring out his best course of action. His father was a former Green Beret and his mother had been Special Ops.

Ross had been trained from the crib in hand-to-hand combat, just like his sister. They’d been trained to kill when they had no other options, and his parents had always made sure they knew how to get themselves out of any situation they ever found themselves in. Most people would think his parents had done him a disservice by raising him to be a fierce killing machine, dominant, aggressive… mean as all get out, but Ross didn’t see it that way. There were some fucked up things out there, and not all of them were in the paranormal world. Ross, his sister, and their parents had come in contact with evil in its purest form and he would be damned if he would ever be caught unaware.

He tensed his muscles, ignoring the fact that he was completely nude because of his shift, and waited for the first man to come charging at him. That was always where people went wrong. They immediately went on the offensive when it was defense that won games, no matter what his football coach had told him.

“Hey, look, we don’t want any trouble,” Vet said, the new Alpha, if the power that swirled around him, almost bringing Ross to his knees, was any indication. His hair, which looked black in the darkness, blew in the late night breeze and his scent wafted up to Ross’s nostrils. Ross took in a deep breath and wrote the Alpha off as his mate again. He hadn’t been back at the Tate Ranch in quite a while. Even though much of it was like returning home, there were still aspects of the pack lands that were new to him. Namely, the fact that the men before him were older and their scents, while at the core were still the same, had subtly changed. Ross knew Vet. They had, in fact, gone to preschool together, come out to each other, lost their virginity together, and had shifted together for the first time. It was shortly after losing their virginity to each other that Ross and his family had left the pack to assist in a rescue mission.

Apparently the pack had added more new members since then. One of them was his mate, but Vet, even with his new, more powerful, cloying scent, wasn’t his mate. None of the men who currently watched him were. Which meant that his mate was in the house. “We just want to know what you’re doing skulking around the Dieson home. I am the new Alpha of this pack, and I would have you identify yourself.”

Ross tucked away the name Dieson for later and bared his neck to the Alpha in a show of submission. “My apologies, Alpha. You may not remember me, but my name is Ross Barber. My family and I just re-joined the pack today. You met with my parents earlier.” Ross waited for Vernon “Vet” Tate to nod before he continued. “I smelled my mate and came to find him,” he finished simply. He noticed the large man who had been holding the toddler earlier tense and immediately turned his attention to him. “Do you know who my mate is, Beta?”

Ross grinned when he saw the big man blink at him in stupefaction. He wasn’t sure how he was always able to know exactly what someone’s position was in a pack, coven, herd, company or wherever, but from the time he was a child, it had been a gift of his. He could either peg what they currently were, or what they would end up being. It freaked people out all the time; he just saw it as a fact of life.

The larger man recovered from his shock and growled low in his throat, showing a small measure of aggression at Ross’s blatantly disrespectful tone with him, before his shoulder drooped and he whimpered in the back of his throat. The sound was one of despair, and Ross felt his blood run cold. Had something happened to his mate? And what did the Beta mean to the man who belonged to Ross?

“His name is Alex Dieson. Alexander Mitch Dieson. He’s not here anymore,” the Beta answered.

Ross felt his heart stop in his chest. He crouched low to the ground, a growl rumbling up from his belly and bursting forth from his lips. He didn’t know why the Beta sounded so upset that Alex was gone since he’d obviously had something to do with it, but Ross didn’t care. The Beta would be the first to go. The other wolves crouched low, and Ross ignored the small, niggling voice at the back of his mind that pointed out that there was no smell of blood in the air anywhere, so his mate wasn’t hurt. Ross’s eyes took in the other wolves, and he noticed that the Alpha remained standing.

“Hold it, guys. He doesn’t understand,” he said, the power in his words causing them all to freeze. He stared at Ross and sighed. “Alex isn’t dead or hurt. At least, we have seen no evidence that he is. We came to invite him out for our weekly bowling party and found his home deserted. All of his stuff is gone, as well as those of his parents. We believe they left town sometime earlier today, without the permission of the Alpha, and with no indication about where they were going. They didn’t leave a note or a letter behind to explain their actions, either, though Alex did leave something written on his wall for us to see.”

Ross didn’t allow the Alpha to continue talking, instead turning and yanking off the doorknob to the back door in his rush to get inside. He ignored the shouts of the men behind him as he ran upstairs. He followed the scent of his mate and charged into the room where the smell was heaviest. He stopped when he saw the words written on the bare blue wall. There, written in large, black permanent marker were words that filled Ross with hope and a determination to find the man who belonged by his side.

I’ll be back.

Ross would make sure of that. He would find his mate and bring him back to Wichita Falls, where he belonged, no matter how long it took to find him.

Thank you.

I am so honored and humbled to have readers who stay up and stalk pages in order to buy my books. You guys are amazing. A guy like me couldn’t ask for better, more loyal readers and if I was an emotional guy I’d be blubbering. Since I’m not, I’m going to offer you all fist bumpz, thank you for your continued support and continue to write.

Thank you for anxiously waiting for Elian to release and either pre-ordering or rushing out to buy it as soon as it became available. And even thank you those of you who emailed me (constantly) to let me know that you were waiting for the book to become available. As I said, I am humbled by you all.

I have considered giving up writing a few times because of different things, things that I am way too “Southern gentleman” to share and because my birth mother raised me well I will not go into details, but sometimes it gets to be too much. I’ve taken time off to regroup, to lick my wounds, to go on trips, etc. and each time I thought about giving up writing, I got an email or a comment, or a Facebook tag or tweet from a reader letting me know that they love my books, that one of my books helped them.

That they cried all the way through Unassumed and it taught them a lot.

You all have brought me back to this wonderful world of writing time and time again and each time it’s more rewarding than the time before.

Thank you.

Thank you for your continued support. Thank you for your encouragement. Thank you for the reviews. Thank you for wanting more and always asking me when my next book is coming out or if a book has a sequel. Thank you for buying my books and telling others to do so as well. Thank you for making it possible for me to do what I love.

Thank you for reading.

All My Love and Gratitude,

-Vicktor Alexander

Thank you. 

I am so honored and humbled to have readers who stay up and stalk pages in order to buy my books. You guys are amazing. A guy like me couldn’t ask for better, more loyal readers and if I was an emotional guy I’d be blubbering. Since I’m not, I’m going to offer you all fist bumpz, thank you for your continued support and continue to write.

Thank you for anxiously waiting for Elian to release and either pre-ordering or rushing out to buy it as soon as it became available. And even thank you those of you who emailed me (constantly) to let me know that you were waiting for the book to become available. As I said, I am humbled by you all.

I have considered giving up writing a few times because of different things, things that I am way too “Southern gentleman” to share and because my birth mother raised me well I will not go into details, but sometimes it gets to be too much. I’ve taken time off to regroup, to lick my wounds, to go on trips, etc. and each time I thought about giving up writing, I got an email or a comment, or a Facebook tag or tweet from a reader letting me know that they love my books, that one of my books helped them.

That they cried all the way through Unassumed and it taught them a lot.

You all have brought me back to this wonderful world of writing time and time again and each time it’s more rewarding than the time before.

Thank you.

Thank you for your continued support. Thank you for your encouragement. Thank you for the reviews. Thank you for wanting more and always asking me when my next book is coming out of if a book has a sequel. Thank you for buying my books and telling others to do so as well. Thank you for making it possible for me to do what I love.

Thank you for reading.

All My Love and Gratitude,

-Vicktor Alexander

I’m over at the Zipper Ripper blog with an interview and a sneak peek at Elian which releases in 25 hours and 17 minutes!

Come by and leave a comment and you may win a free Ebook copy of Elian.

http://zipperrippers.blogspot.co.uk/2013/05/author-interview-spotlight-vicktor.html

 

The Alpha King is now available on Kindle!

 

 

Here’s the buy-link for those of you who were waiting to get the book for your Kindle, Kindle Fire or Kindle HD.

 

Buy The Alpha King on Kindle

 

The Alpha King is now available on Kindle!

 

 

Here’s the buy-link for those of you who were waiting to get the book for your Kindle, Kindle Fire or Kindle HD.

 

Buy The Alpha King on Kindle

Book Title: Elian (Series: The Marriage Groups, book one)
Author: Vicktor Alexander
Publisher and Release Date: The Rooster & The Pig Publishing. May 10, 2013
Genre: M/M Romance, Interracial, Fantasy, Polyamorous, Supernatural, Sci-Regency
Length: 62,161
Buy Link(s): http://www.roosterandpigpublishing.com/coming-soon.html

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Formats: MOBI, PDF, PDB, RB, LIT, EPUB, PRC (Kindle)
Blurb/Summary:
Elian Glinkobia is the only coracao born to his parents on Kardalusia. Attending his final soiree, he despairs of ever being chosen by a Marriage Core in order to become a Marriage Group. A life of being a spinster or a prostitute looms before him when his life is suddenly changed forever. Elian is chosen by The Royal Marriage Core to become the Royal Coracao. Nevin, Corbin and Gaige Cannington are everything Elian could have ever wanted in husbands and Elian is more than happy to spend his life with them.

But there’s someone who is bound and determined to get rid of the new coracao. Numerous kidnapping attempts and countless attempted murders begin to overwhelm the royal family and Nevin, Corbin and Gaige must scramble to save the life of their husband and their children before someone gets to them first.

Excerpt:

Sodom and Gomorrah 87 B.C.

A decision had been made and Andalusia, the Supreme Being, had dispatched his most trusted angels to carry it out. The two men travelled down to Earth to mete out the harsh judgment to those who were deserving of it. All of Sodom and Gomorrah would be punished, for their hearts were filled with greed, evil, and murderous intent. While there were those who were innocent, the majority of the citizens were corrupt and unrepentant. They were special. For they had been chosen. Chosen to love in a different way. Created to love those who were of the same gender and Andalusia had been extremely generous when he allowed them to co-habitate with citizens who loved the same way.
They consisted of the Kartusians and the Sapphricians. They had been given an opportunity to have a certain area of their choosing be joined with that of the human planet, Earth. At this joining, they had given the cities the names Sodom and Gomorrah. Andalusia had known that in the end they would rebel. It was just a matter of time before children grew to become rebellious teenagers who would become adults who hated authority and became products of their rebellion, atmosphere, environment, and corruption that surrounded them. But when he looked down at the chaos of Sodom and Gomorrah, he felt himself growing angry. He burned with a rage that he knew would not be quenched by mere apologies. They had disrespected him and misused his gift by becoming a people full of rapists, murderers, thieves, and pedophiles. He would not stand for their disregard of his law and his commandments. Because of this, he was forced to send out his fiercest warriors, Michael and Zariel, to abolish the city. He would mourn those who were lost, but he had allowed it to endure for too long.
Those who survived—there were not many and they only survived because Andalusia willed it be so—were told of the new laws and the new structure of their people.
A group, four men or four women, would be required to marry. One would represent the body of the group, their purpose to take care of the family, the quartet, physically. Then there was the mind of the group. They would be in charge of the family’s education and mental growth. There was also the Soul of the group, the one who would be required to look out for the family’s spiritual well-being. But there was one who was even more important.
The Coração. The heart of the family. The emotions, foundation, and childbearing was required of the Coração. Whether male or female, the Coração would give birth to the family’s offspring. It was an honor and a privilege to be the Coração of a family, but Andalusia knew this would not be the mindset forever. Laws were given to the people, birthmarks appeared on their bodies, and Andalusia revealed their significance. The priests and the scribes rushed to keep all of the information and the laws given. Just as they assumed they were finished with the laws, Andalusia delivered his final blow: the Sapphricians, the term given for females, would be placed on the planet Sapphro while the Kartusians, the men, would stay on the planet Kardalusia. There would now only be same sex relationships on the two planets. There would no longer be any contact with the humans on planet Earth, and like that the veil between the three planets was torn.
On Kardalusia, the priests gathered together and had every new law and rule created and printed for distribution to the inhabitants. Every man was instructed to adhere to the rules with the strictest of punishments should any choose to challenge the laws or disobey. For days the slightest of Kartusian men, those small, short and/or thin in size, were crippled by pain and plagued by sickness. There soon appeared the birthmark of a heart on their flesh and as the god Andalusia had stated, they were marked as Coraçãos. These men were immediately taken to the largest home on the planet and pampered. At the end of the month, they were brought out and a soiree was held to match each Coração with three men who would complete a group. The men who appeared had also received birthmarks on their bodies, and with the help of the god Andalusia’s words, careers, education, and status were provided for every man there.
While the Kartusians seemed to thrive, a small group of survivors from the Sodom and Gomorrah tragedy were chosen by the god Andalusia to inhabit the darkest recesses of the planets Kardalusia and Sapphro. They were given the name Zevinxian and their spirits were fused with those of animals. Special gifts were given to each person, the ability to hear thoughts, to communicate with animals, to manipulate time. There was no rhyme or reason to who received what, and although they bore birthmarks on their bodies, in their hairline there was the mark of the five moons that labeled them as Zevinxians. It was not long before the Zevinxians integrated into the population of their people, just as it wasn’t long before they were banished and returned to the darkest recesses from whence they came. Before long, the Zevinxians were being hunted by their brethren, who feared their substantial power.
And then a gleam of hope. When Kardalusia began to experience massive deaths, strange storms, and a decrease in births, the priests pleaded with the god Andalusia before seeking out their extremely religious brethren, the Zevinxians. A prophecy was given, one that filled most Kartusians and Zevinxians with happiness, joy, and hope yet filled others with fear and anger. There would come a Coração who would give birth to the first female Kartusian in centuries. The Coração would be powerful, he would have powers that were typically given to Zevinxians, the ability to speak to unborn children, to animals, to control the weather, stop time, and to manipulate metal. He would be special and as such, the three men who married him would be special, the strongest mind, body, and spirit members in existence.
One man, upon hearing this, gathered a group of men together and they were determined to not only find the Coração in question, but to kill him before the prophecy could be fulfilled. And so generation to generation, their offspring and descendants continued to look for this Coração in order to dispose of him, but they did not take into account the three me who would be married to the Coração, the three men who would love him and protect him.
The Marriage Group.

Hey Vicksters!

 

I’ve got a lot of news for you today.

 

First there’s Super Gay. It’s available to download today! Remember it’s a free read so you won’t need your credit/debit card for it. Just click to download and enjoy:

 

 

 

 

When William “Will” Ladler shows up at the Radisson Hotel for the wedding of his best friend’s younger brother, he’s surprised to see the gorgeous, effeminate young man he’d danced with the night before at a club, standing at the altar dressed in a tuxedo as a member of the wedding party. Will watches as the younger man’s long auburn hair blows in the wind, missing the entire ceremony. He’s determined to not only find out the younger man’s name but to get his number and ask him out on a date, which is what he’d wanted to do the night before.

 

Derrick “Rick” Tramun is beyond shocked to see the gorgeous Will Ladler at his older brother’s wedding. Their night was cut short by a fight and Rick’s overprotective friends, who were determined to make sure that he makes it home by his curfew. After dancing with Will the night before and jacking off to the memory of it before bed, Rick is more than happy to take Will up on his offer for dinner, much to his family’s horror and against their objections. His family has always been super supportive of his lifestyle, so why were they so against his dating Will?

 

But when Will sees exactly how flamboyant and effeminate Rick is and Rick finds out exactly how much Will can “pass” as a heterosexual man, will the two of them be able to make a go of their relationship or is Rick too “super gay” for straight laced Will?

 

http://www.bookstrand.com/super-gay

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/mobile/details.html?pid=1186316&cat=145

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

AAAaaaaaannnnnnnndddddd……..

 

 

Now Available for Pre-order (finally!): Elian!!! And it’s on a 20% discount for the next two weeks until it’s release on May 10th!

 

Elian Glinkobia is the youngest son of his family. Born on the planet, Kardalusia, he is the only breeder, the only coração, born to a family full of Kartusian warriors and soldiers. He was born with no other purpose than to be the coração of a marriage group, there to serve them in every manner that they needed. Or so he thinks. Attending his final marriage soiree, Elian believes that he will not be picked by any marriage group and is destined to live his life alone, or as a prostitute. He is beyond shocked to find out that he was chosen by the royal marriage group the year before. He is to be the coração, the heart, of the three kings, Nevin, Corbin, and Gaige.

However, things are not always as easy as they seem. Before Elian can even settle into his position as The Royal Coração, someone attempts to murder him. Placed under lock and key in the palace by his husbands, Elian begins to discover that the gods of the Kartusians gifted him with a lot more than he could have ever expected.

Will Elian’s special gifts come in handy when he needs them to save his husbands and their people, or was everyone right about his worthlessness?

 

WARNING: This story contains double penetration, sex between multiple partners M/M/M/M, male pregnancy, violence, interracial couples, the possession by a deity on numerous occasions, and multiple orgasms. Read at your own risk.

 

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