So to make this a little more interesting than just showing off my sexy cover and giving you a quick snippet from my new upcoming release from Decadent, I thought I’d give you some fast five’s at each blog who is featuring my new shiny cover. That way you get to know a bit about the crazy characters and the fantastic world of Sisera that is featured in Don’t Call Me Iron Man. And for this stop you’re going to get a quick glimpse at Ivan, the man who’s friends have nicknamed Iron Man.
Fast Five about Ivan:
1. He has a demon-spawned Calico cat, named Luci-belle. She views her master as nothing more than a can-opener and cleaner of the litter box.
2. His favorite pub is Paddy McFee’s – an Irish pub not far from his work. Most nights you can find him there, having an Amberboch and unwinding.
3. He plays a mean game of darts. That’s when others will play him.
4. He is an electrical engineer and designer.
5. He has no clue that a meeting with a wizened gnome by the name of Nicodemus is about to change his life.
Once upon a time...there was this guy. A man who had an IQ out of this world and was arrogant enough to give the legendary Tony Stark a run for his money. He had everything he could ever want - a good job, more money than he knew what to do with, and all the sex he wanted - no strings attached. But that all changed on one fateful night...
The last thing Ivan Chugunov expected when he dropped by his favorite haunt for a few brews was to be entertained by a mysterious storyteller. But as he listened to the man's tale of a prince and an oddity that went by the name of Iron John, he found himself lost in the story...only to awaken in another realm - one with a quest - for him. Repair the purifier vital to all those who lived and retrieve a medical unit. Seemed simple enough and a small enough price to pay to return to his own realm. Well, until he finds out that said 'LT-1789 unit' is actually a reclusive cybernetic man. One who will demand his own price of Ivan - three nights of unbridled sexual bliss...with Ivan at his mercy. Only then will he return to the royal clutch. Can Ivan, a man who relishes control above all else, submit to a man who may be more machine than human?
Ivan gave a sigh of relief as he slipped inside the small room, off the back of the bar, without being stopped. The room housed Shamus’s Friday night poker tournaments, along with three old, battered dartboards hung on the far wall. He left his beer on the edge of the poker table before he made his way over to his favorite corkboard. As he pulled out the steel-tipped darts, he felt the presence of someone behind him. Without turning, he assumed it was Dante or one of his other friends.
“If you’ve come in here to ‘raz me some more about those damned movies before your set, just leave.”
“I can’t say I know much about Iron Man or that Tony Stark fellow. But Iron John? That’s a tale I’m all too familiar with.”
As Ivan turned, the sounds of the bar faded away. Less than three feet from him, smack-dab in the middle of the poker table, sat the oddest little…man he’d ever seen. With woolen green britches, a long red tunic, and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, the man had the appearance of a wizened old gnome. The fellow couldn’t have been more than three-and-a-half feet tall. Ivan had come across a lot of strange things in his thirty-five-plus years, but he’d never ever seen anything quite as bizarre. Then, an electric-blue tarantula crawled from the man’s bramble of a beard and climbed up to settle on his shoulder.
“Where the hell did you come from?” Ivan squeezed the darts in his hand, his heart thudding in his chest. A crackle of change was in the air. One Ivan wasn’t certain he wanted any part of.
“Here. There.” The man shrugged and ran his fingers over the spider’s back. “Everywhere. Nowhere. Take your pick.” The arachnid vibrated before settling down. “Name’s Nicodemus and storytelling is my game.” The gnome’s shrewd gaze seemed to weigh Ivan’s worth before the odd fellow spoke again. “But the question is, are you worthy of the tale?”
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So a little about me? Well, I've been writing for nearly as long as I've been able to type. Being dyslexic, my first typing class was a godsend (and yes, my dears it was called typing in those days.) And with the encouragement of my family and a determination to give stories to the voices in my head, I've been writing for the past six years. Initially I started out with erotic romance, BDSM, and menage under another pen name. All that changed in early 2013, however. As an avid reader of M/M erotic romance, I finally decided to take the plunge into writing it myself. But to keep my readers happy, I have decided to split my work between two identities. Most of my contemporary erotic romance, BDSM and Menage books will still be written under my Dakota Trace pen name, while almost all of my M/M work will appear under N.D. Wylders.
When I'm not clacking away at the keyboard, I'm riding herd over my three children, great-niece and nephews. But if I have the time... you may find me in the kitchen cooking up something delicious, tinkering around on the computer with cover art, or simply devouring the latest M/M romance book on my e-reader.
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