Jo Tannah's Blog: Author Happy Holidays Hop!

Hi guys!

As you may well know, it's the season to be jolly and I and other participating authors would like to invite you over to our home-sites so you could get a chance to check out their latest holiday releases or if not, to simply get to know them. It's always great to meet and greet new people, right? For myself, I'm kind of shy about the process, but after the initial hesitance, I find out I was just being nervous. Once you get to meet new people, you not only widen your horizons, but your knowledge of great authors as well.

Down below are the individual links to the other authors taking part in this hop, hosted by the incredible, but not diva, Nicki J. Markus, who's not only a great author herself, but is such a tough editor she makes my head spin. (No, don't think Exorcist...only a bit but not quite.) Pretty please and click on their links, they have some nice surprises for you guys.

Now, you all know I've got two releases this holiday season, one's already out and the other is to be released December 23rd. Both books are exclusively distributed (so far) by

Thanks so much for dropping by and I hope you enjoy reading the excerpts of my new releases below.

WARNING! NSFW SO TURN BACK NOW!

Excerpt from Chapter One of A Taboo Christmas

“Damnit... Zach!” The loud moan escaped Tristan’s lips, his mouth parted just as he jerked his hips up in an involuntary move. He struggled for breath.

“Don’t move.”

Tristan heard the whispered words around his hard arousal before he felt the tip of his cock meet the back of Zachary’s throat.

“You’re killing me, hon,” Tristan panted out.

He heard Zach make a sound before gasping out again, the moan sent vibrations up his cock. The resulting sensation sent a current of electricity straight into his balls making him tilt his head back in pleasurable shock against the pillow beneath it. With his hands gripping the headboard behind him, it was all Tristan could do not to scream. He’d desperately tried to hold it back ever since he’d woken to Zach deep-throating him.

The sensations leveled out allowing him to catch his breath and breathe in through his lips. For long moments, Zach maintained his strong suctions, until Tristan’s pleasure reached almost intolerable levels. To his despair, and delight, Zach showed no signs of letting up. Lulled into the steady stimulation, moving his hips up when Zach seemed to slow down before licking his glans, Tristan’s lips curved into a smile. He looked forward to that moment when Zach would make his move.

Zach released his cock with a soft pop before firmly setting his teeth into that soft junction where his thigh met his hips. The bite sent frissons of uncontrollable heat up his spine and even though he’d been expecting it, Tristan could not suppress his scream as the sudden, violent orgasm was wrenched out of him.

For long moments, Tristan could only grit his teeth, hang on to the headboard, and feel his balls empty in multiple, violent eruptions. Tremors wracked his body, his knees rising involuntarily, only to be gently pushed down by Zach’s firm touch. When the sensations finally settled to a gentle thrum throughout his body, he felt the hot wetness of a tongue as Zach slowly licked him clean.

Tristan couldn’t quite restrain letting out a groan when the wet tongue licked over and inside his sensitized slit. He heard Zach’s soft chuckle, before he felt him move up and over him. Zach gently straddled his hips before easing his hands off the headboard he hadn’t noticed he’d still been gripping tightly.

Tristan felt Zach run his hands over his arms, humming softly to himself as he massaged the tense muscles there. He finally opened his eyes and took in the man on top of him. His heart thumped hard under in his ribs, like it always did when he laid eyes on his lover. Boyfriend. Partner.

Sitting astride him, Zach’s lean, sweaty body loomed above him, making Tristan want to lick the smooth skin. The heat radiating off Zach’s body only intensifying the heat coming off his.

Tristan still couldn’t get over how this man, twenty-three years his junior, would look at him the way he was doing now. The chocolate brown eyes, rimmed with long, black lashes, looked down at him with such love and want in them, they never failed to take his breath away. He’d never thought he’d feel the way he did for another, other than his children of course.

No, scrap that. This man may be younger than him, and someone his children considered their best friend, but what they now had together, it went beyond mere attraction or a tender regard.

The intensity of how he felt each time their gazes met, or when Zach spoke, there were times the feelings overwhelmed him, scared him even, should he have the guts to admit it. How he loved this man. He didn’t have the right words to describe what he felt. He could only feel and it felt wonderful and made him feel safe.

Zach leaned over and locked his lips over Tristan’s in a heated kiss. Opening his mouth, relishing the hot tongue meeting his in an erotic duel, Tristan lost himself to the delicious flavor that was all Zachary Parker.

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Excerpt from Chapter One of Winter Roses

Whenever he sat down to meet his father’s council, be they the heads of government or just the cabinet, Anwyll always adhered to protocols and formalities. Addressing the men seated around him according to their titles and positions kept the meetings in order, and no one had cause to accuse anyone of any slight or wrong doing. Considering his father’s advisers were also members of his extended family or close friends, it was one way to curb the tendency of some to flaunt their connections.

His father never failed to remind him that he, King Eljin, was there as the king, and he, Anwyll, as the prince. With barely one month remaining before taking over his father’s position, it served well to remind the attendants of the officious nature of the meeting.

Anwyll sat to the right of his father at the head of the table, while his uncle, Chief Counselor Fiacre, sat to his left. On either side of the long table were his two cousins, Lairgnen and Llewellyn, attending in their capacities as kingdom ministers.

This morning there were only five of them in attendance, not counting their secretaries and aides standing about, ready to do their bidding. Earlier, Fiacre had handed Anwyll an update on the preparations being made for the Yula celebration. With it was a list of potential candidates for the role of royal consort.

Yula only occurred once in every generation. On the winter solstice, when a royal heir turned twenty-five, they became eligible to take over the reins in the management of the kingdom. The three-day winter holiday celebrated three important events that would change everyone’s lives.

Even when other children had been born to the family, if a royal birth occurred on the eve of the winter solstice, that child would be declared the heir to the throne. It didn’t matter if they were male or female, the eldest, middle or the youngest. Because of the timing of their birth, they were considered a gift from the gods. Of course, no one could ignore the physical sign of the royal heir—they were all born with silver hair.

On the first day of Yula, guests were expected to bring in gifts to their abdicating king. These were to be placed in a room for the king to examine privately and to choose from. The king would then appear before the assembly and show off the favored gift. Whoever brought that gift was then given a monetary reward, forever cementing their reputation and pockets.

On the second day, the heir was expected to reveal the identity of their consort. If he or she had not already found their chosen from among their peers, they were given the one night to find one from among the guests.

Aspiring families wanting royal connections through their children did not hesitate to spend their money on dressing them in extravagant clothes. The parade of elegantly dressed royal personages was a spectacle the populace looked forward to, even if they were only to witness it from their viewing monitors at home.

The third and final day celebrated the bonding and coronation of the newly anointed king and consort followed immediately by the royal couple paying homage to their people and a pledge of public service.

Anwyll read over the list and made a face at the names he saw there. Yes, his uncle had included the names of the sons of his friends and business colleagues. Unfortunately, Anwyll knew all of them. It was not that they were unattractive—they were just too young for his taste. He was not one to have to raise a child while married to them. Setting the paper aside, barely concealing his distaste, he picked up another. A quick run through over the list of expenditures immediately revealed that someone had decided to go overboard in anticipation of the Yula celebrations

He tapped on the paper with a finger and looked at his uncle. “I thought I said we were to stick to the budget I’d approved. This says the planners are already over budget.”

“Yes, they are, and I warned you it might happen when we last talked,” Fiacre said.

“You have to remember that our people are expecting a spectacle,” King Eljin said beside him. “They’ve been looking forward to celebrating Yula since the day of your birth. We have to give them the experience. If they see a lackluster presentation, they’re going to feel slighted and think the gods are withholding their blessings.”

Anwyll looked at the faces around him. “Where did they get the extra money?”

Fiacre harrumphed when no one answered his question. “Your father approved the extra expense.”

Anwyll sensed the discomfort from the others as they struggled to keep their faces blank of expression. They knew of Anwyll and his father’s differing opinions on managing monetary affairs. Where King Eljin tended to be lax when it came to money, Anwyll had a reputation for being close-fisted.

“I, among all of us, should know how important Yula is to our people. However, I gave the planners a certain amount and I expected them to adhere to it without going behind my back and consulting my father about it.” He looked at his cousins’ masked faces and knew that they either knew nothing or if they did, had disapproved of the action.

“I will let this slide for now as it’s already too late and the money has been spent. They placed the king in a precarious situation, and I don’t blame him for approving the release of the money. What’s done is done. However, please inform the event planners this is their first and final warning.”

Out Now!

A Taboo Christmas

$1.99

Published By: eXtasy Books

Author: Jo Tannah

ISBN: 978-1-4874-0925-8

Page: 47

Word Count: 12008

Publication Date: December 5, 2016

Heat Level:

Available Formats: Adobe Acrobat, Epub, Mobipocket, Mobipocket (.mobi)

Categories: Contemporary, Erotic Romance, Gay, GLBT, Holiday, 2016 Holiday Countdown

Forbidden food. Family drama. A lot can happen in the three days before Christmas.
When Zachary Parker’s grandparents come to town unannounced, his anxiety goes through the roof. His grandmother had always treated him like a child, but she’d also always known Zach was gay. Would she readily accept his relationship with a much older man?
Tristan knew from the start his relationship with Zach would be met with a lot of doubt and scrutiny from others. With the arrival of the grandparents, he would have to put his best foot forward. His best friend, Jon, Zach’s father, feared his in-laws and avoided them at all cost. That should have clued him in, right?
With Christmas Eve just around the corner, Zach’s grandmother insists on a traditional Noche Buena feast, putting Zach and Tristan directly in her path. Then there’s Zach’s secret present.
Will Tristan and Zach’s forbidden love find a happily ever after this Christmas Eve?

Coming December 23rd

Available for PreOrder Here!

Published By: eXtasy Books
Author: Jo Tannah
ISBN: 978-1-4874-0936-4
Page: 93
Word Count: 27427
Estimated Publish Date: December 23, 2016
Heat Level:
Categories: Erotic Romance, Fantasy, Gay, GLBT, Holiday, Science Fiction

When you let your heart lead the way, magic happens.
In Kizerain, preparations are underway for Yula, a once in a lifetime Royal festivity. Everyone is excited, except Anwyll and Pedr.Prince Anwyll had always dreaded winter, but this year, he's turning twenty-five, and for the first time since his birth, the nation will be simultaneously celebrating three momentous events—his birthday, his ascension to the throne, and the identity of his chosen consort.Pedr Gardner is a talented botanist whose days are spent experimenting to create new varieties of plants and designing gardens. As a recipient of a much sought after royal invitation, he needs to present the king with a unique gift. Unfortunately, he's coming up blank.When a handsome man walks into Pedr’s garden, they strike up a conversation that soon evolves into friendship and finally love. As Yula draws nearer, Anwyll has to find a way to make Pedr his.