Hello and welcome to the Happy Menages Holidays Tour! Thank you for putting this awesome tour together Mary – I’m honored to be part of it!
I hope everyone had a wonderful and joyful Holiday. Mine was spent with close family and friends, sharing good food, good cheer and laughter.
The menage I’m showcasing today is The Prince of Punk Rock (Radical Rock Stars Book One), and it’s a super-hot m/m/f rock star romance. It centers around Tommy Blade, a hard rock guitar god with no interest in changing bands or the genre of music he loves to play—until he meets Angel Garcia. Angel is the front man and vocal genius of the up and coming punk rock band Immortal Angel, and he wants Tommy Blade in his band and in his bed. The only problem is that Tommy is a closeted-bisexual man—and he’s happily married.
Between A Rock and A Hard Place (Radical Rock Stars Book Two) continues Angel, Tommy and Jessi’s story and is available now.
Punk Rock Resurrection (Radical Rock Stars Book Three) will be out in the spring, and centers around Damien Diamond, the brooding, hardcore bassist of Immortal Angel with a dark past.
The GIVEAWAY is a signed paperback of The Prince of Punk Rock (Radical Rock Stars Book 1), if someone answer this question: which rock singer or band are you fan with?
Blessing for a happy and healthy New Year!
I love music, rottweilers and meeting new people. I’m a strong advocate for LGBT rights and marriage equality and volunteer with God’s Love We Deliver, delivering meals to people with HIV and AIDS and other life threatening illnesses. I live in Long Island, NY with my husband and two dogs. When I’m not hunched over a computer, you can find my front row at a rock concert.
I love her, but I also love him.
She’s everything to me.
He sets my world on fire.
It’s our dirty little secret, and it’s about to blow our record deal sky high.
I’m Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock, and this is our story.
Tommy Blade is a man with a secret. It’s a secret he only shares with one person, Jessi Blade – and the men he surrenders to in the bedroom. Jessi’s only condition to their tumultuous sex life is that the men are one night stands. But when Angel Garcia enters their life, it’s like a match to gasoline.
Mega-talented punk rock singer Angel Garcia, with his smoldering ebony eyes, tight leather pants and unstoppable stage presence, is a man who is used to getting what he wants. He has his eyes set on Tommy Blade as his new lead guitarist, and as his life partner.
Jessi Blade, sympathetic to her husband’s bisexual needs, loves him enough to share him, but she never counted on Angel Garcia to test the threshold of her marriage. He makes her life hell . . . and heaven. He’s her damnation and her salvation. She wants to hate him. She wants to despise him. But his charm and raw sex appeal are impossible to resist. Without warning, she finds herself falling in love with her husband’s gay lover.
At the height of it all, their punk rock band catapults to stardom.
Their lives are marred by secrecy, deception and sacrifice. Feelings of betrayal, backlash from the sensationalistic media and threats of blackmail send them down a hard road filled with tough decisions.
They aren’t your ordinary rock stars. They’re radical rock stars. And they have a big story to tell.
Jessi let the warm water from the shower spray onto her face. She was happy. Tommy was happy. Angel was happy. Their much needed talk at the breakfast table set some ground rules. Angel was open to communication and encouraged it. It gave her comfort.
After she showered, she meandered back to the bedroom, as she towel dried her hair. Tommy and Angel were already naked and in each other’s arms on top of the unmade bed.
“What took you so long?” Tommy asked, before returning his lips to Angel’s neck.
Jessi didn’t answer. She wanted to watch. She leaned against the doorway and folded her arms. She watched Tommy kiss Angel with an urgency that she never saw before, and the love that Angel had for Tommy was never clearer to the naked eye than it was right now. She knew they were in love. It didn’t scare her as much as she thought it would. The confidence she had in their marriage overshadowed her fears and doubts.
Her thoughts were pushed aside by the sound of Tommy moaning and breathing heavily. Angel was stroking Tommy and sucking on his nipples. Jessi let the towel around her body drop to the floor and crawled into bed, on the other side of Tommy. She glided her hand up his back and kissed his shoulder. He immediately turned onto his back, so that he could share himself equally between her and Angel, and he kissed her. Her mouth moved to his chest, and she could feel his heart gently beating underneath her lips. She kissed her way down his torso and her tongue crawled across his skin. It accidentally collided with Angel’s mouth. They both looked up in surprise and shared a smile.
She wasn’t sure what Angel was thinking, but she wanted to kiss him. Fear of rejection made her hesitate, but it was unwarranted. Angel grabbed her by the back of the neck and firmly planted his mouth on hers. His tongue invaded her mouth and bathed its circumference. She was spellbound by the intensity of his kiss. She couldn’t think about anything else except Angel’s warm, authoritative tongue inside her mouth, and she immediately felt warmth and wetness between her legs. Now she understood why Tommy had that dreamy look on his face whenever Angel kissed him.
Angel withdrew his tongue, but she wanted more and placed a long kiss on his lips, hoping for another visit from his magical tongue. But he just smiled at her, and then moved his mouth back down to Tommy’s belly.
Tommy pulled her up and kissed her. It was like night and day. Angel’s kiss was forceful and commanding. Tommy’s was slow and soft. She loved the tenderness in which he slowly moved his tongue in gentle, purposeful circles around her mouth, but she found herself still reminiscing over the kiss she just shared with Angel.
Between A Rock and A Hard Place
(Radical Rock Stars Book Two)
She’s a rock goddess.
He’s a sex pistol.
I need them both, in my life and in my bed, and I’m not living without either one of them.
I’ll do whatever it takes, even if it costs me everything I’ve ever wanted.
I’m Tommy Blade, The Prince of Punk Rock, and this is the continuation of our story.
When Jessi Blade is forced to miss the first leg of Immortal Angel’s world tour, Tommy Blade and Angel Garcia are alone together for the first time. Their romance flourishes and brings them closer together, but time apart puts a strain on Tommy and Jessi’s marriage. The demanding schedule of a world tour, pressure from the record label and a wife who feels neglected, leaves Tommy under a blanket of anxiety. He’s helpless as his perfect life slowly falls to pieces.
When Jessi Blade finally catches up to Tommy and Angel four weeks into their world tour, she begins to feel like an outsider. She’s not about to take a back seat to Angel and competes for Tommy’s attention. Tired of the rivalry, she begins to wonder if they’d be happier without her.
Angel Garcia is trying to hold their relationship together, but Jessi’s animosity and Tommy’s nervous tension is a heavy load to carry. Before long, it becomes clear that their life and the band are doomed unless they work out their differences.
Angel slid under the covers and extended his arm, capturing Tommy in a warm embrace. Tommy nestled in the crook of Angel’s shoulder, but sleep no longer beckoned. He stirred and flipped onto his back. “I’m not used to sleeping like this. The bed feels empty.”
“It’s not empty. I’m here.” Angel sounded hurt.
“I know. I’m sorry. I’m just used to being sandwiched between you and Jessi. I don’t know what to do with my other arm.
Angel took Tommy’s free hand and kissed it. “This hand belongs to me for the next few weeks.” He put Tommy’s hand flat on his chest over his heart. “Do you feel that? Each beat of my heart is telling you how much I love you. Every night this is where your hand will rest and listen to the depth of my love for you.” A gentle hand tucked strands of hair behind Tommy’s ear. Warm lips met his neck and a hot, thick tongue licked tiny circles on the sensitive skin and warm breath blew on his cheek like a summer breeze. Tommy kept his eyes closed and reached for his lover’s cheek. He tilted his head to the side to allow Angel’s magnificent tongue to bathe him. “That’s the way I want you to wake me up every morning for the rest of my life.” Tommy slid his hand across Angel’s broad chest and around his waist. He looked into the dark eyes of the man he loved and a warm sensation spread through his chest. “How did you get to be so romantic?”
“Romance is all I think about when it comes to you, mi amor. I used to pine for you at night, never taking a lover because my heart was already married to you. I used to hug my pillow to my chest to prevent it from breaking in two. One night I cried into it for fear that a relationship with you was too absurd to work. I was afraid that in the long run you would leave me, and I would perish. You are my prince, my knight in shining armor.”
A stray photographer pursued Jessi as she entered the venue. She smiled and waved but he followed her. “How is the tour going? What city is Immortal Angel headed to next?”
“Very busy,” she answered over her shoulder. “And we’re off to Amsterdam tomorrow.”
He was persistent and trailed after her. “Can you tell us about the new album? How many songs has the band recorded so far?”
She smiled at the photographer without offering a response.
He was relentless and tried to grab her attention with an onslaught of personal questions, most of which she ignored. “How does it feel to be reunited with Tommy and Angel after being separated for so long? What was it like being away from each other? Did it change your relationship?”
Each question irritated her more than the last, and it took all of her willpower not to hurl four letter words at him.
The questions continued. “Do you think Tommy and Angel were glad you stayed home so they could spend time alone? They’re closer. Everyone can see it. They bumped you out of that red carpet photo just now. How did that make you feel?”
She stopped dead. She didn’t care if she was late or missed the entire performance. This photographer hit a raw and festering nerve. How dare you insinuate – ”
Marissa grabbed Jessi’s arm and pulled her away from the photographer. “Don’t listen to him. He was baiting you into giving him something he could turn into a juicy piece of gossip.”
Jessi knew that, but his accusations were hateful. She reflected on his questions and wondered if a small part of them were true. Some of the headlines from the photos in her scrapbook flashed in her head. While The Mrs. Is Away, The Boys Will Play and No Wife, Happy Life.