Thursday, December 22, 2011

Cover for Choices!

Yay! I've just got the cover for Choices, the first in a series of "The Looking Glass". A contemporary with a hint of paranormal, Choices is set in Sydney, Australia, and don't the two guys on the cover look hot!

Marc was straight, always had been and always thought he would be, but when shown his true love in a magic mirror he was shocked to find out his true love was a man. Not only that, it was up to him to convince his true love they were meant to be together. All bad enough, but after finding Liam, the only way he’s able to persuade Liam to go out with him is to offer him sex – even though that was something Marc was definitely not ready for.

Liam thought Marc was crazy. Marc was straight and he was talking about true love and making a life together, but Liam didn’t believe in love and he certainly wasn’t going to fall in love with a crazy straight guy regardless of how sexy he was. But he hadn’t reckoned on Marc’s pushy attitude or his offer of sex which, no matter how much he knew he should, Liam couldn’t turn down.

Choices is due out on 3rd Jan 2012 and is being published by Loose-Id. The cover is accredited to April Martinez.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Bring Him Home Reviews

Literary Nymphs Reviews have given Bringing Him Home four Nymphs! They said:

Bringing Him Home

Title: Bringing Him Home
Author: Penny Brandon
Publisher: Loose Id
ISBN: 978-1-61118-445-7
Genre: {M/M}, Contemporary
Rating:  4 Nymphs
Literary Nymph Reviewer: Critter Nymph

The only ones who know Jared’s gay is his family.  Afraid to come out to the small town where he lives, Jared figures he’ll always be alone.  That is, until he meets Kyle.  But Kyle has a few secrets of his own that may bring their relationship to an end before it can even really begin.

Bringing Him Home by author Penny Brandon was a good read with believable characters.  While both Jared and Kyle are gay, Jared is in the closet, afraid of what would happen should the people in his small town find out he’s gay.  Kyle, on the other hand, is open about his sexuality and has been since being kicked out of his home as a teenager.  From the moment the author brings these two together, the attraction between them is obvious and hot.  The author does an excellent job showcasing the beginning of their relationship.  Jared’s nervousness and worries not only come through clearly for the reader to see, but are realistic for someone with his fears.  It was funny watching these two as they realized they were both tops and trying to figure out who would bottom first.  

I must admit I was a little perturbed at Kyle the morning after and totally understood Jared’s hurt and anger.  However, once it became clear why Kyle acted the way he did, it was a little easier to forgive him.  The book is aptly titled as the reader soon finds out.  As Kyle opens up more and the men learn the meaning of compromise does not necessarily mean smooth sailing for the two.

Bringing Him Home will hold the reader’s attention and leave you feeling satisfied at the end.
Thank you for the lovely review! I'm glad Jared and Kyle got to have their story told.
If you'd like to read any more reviews of other books please click here.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Looking Glass: Choices

Choices has just been accepted by Loose-Id and I couldn't be any more ecstatic. The first of my Looking Glass series, Choices introduces a "magic" mirror that allows certain souls to see their one true love. Great if you were looking for love, even better if the person you see is someone you know, or at the very least someone you could be attracted to. But what if you weren't looking for love? What if it's a total stranger? What if it was someone you would never see as attractive? What if it's a man, and you're a man, and you're not gay? True love fairy tale, or a horror story?

Monday, July 25, 2011

Just Released: Bringing Him Home!

Yay, it's out! Bringing Him Home has just been released at Loose-Id. To celebrate Jared and Kyle's story, I'm giving away a free copy of my other novel Blind Passion which star Adam and Luke. All you have to do is leave a comment to go in the draw. Good luck and happy reading!

Friday, July 1, 2011

Hot July Days

And we're off to a good start. Wanting Jack is out today, so no long wait. If you want to read the full story it's out now. Click here. Don't forget there is going to be over 100 free m/m stories to keep you busy from great authors who have all put their time in for free.

Happy reading!

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Hot July Days Teaser : Wanting Jack

Here's a teaser for my short story Wanting Jack which will be part of the Hot July Days anthology over at Goodreads.


“You’ve got to be crazy. You do realize you could get fired? Or your ass reamed?”
“That’s what I’m hoping.”
“To get fired?”
“Nope, to get my ass reamed. Hard.” Dale laughed, sticking his booted foot in the metal stirrup and hauling himself up into the warm leather saddle. He adjusted the reins, holding his bay mare steady as he grinned down at his friend. “Hard and good.”
“You sure you want to do this?”
Dale sobered a little from the high he was climbing. “Yes. If this doesn’t make him notice me, nothing will.”
“And what if he doesn’t? In the way you want him to, that is? Then what? You leave?”
Not wanting to think that far ahead, Dale shook his head. “When he knows how much I want him…” God, this had better work, he couldn’t keep loving a man who didn’t know he existed. Dragging in a deep breath, Dale twisted a little in the saddle and tipped the brim of the white Akubra hat on his head. “Just wish me luck, okay?”
Hope this gets you interersted in poor Dale's plight to get noticed by his boss, Jack.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Wanting Jack

Dear Author,

I have tried every game and trick that I can think of. All I want is to have the big boss man take one look in my direction. I have been in love with him since the first day I stepped foot on this ranch two years ago.

Can someone out there give this cocky cowboy the HEA and punishment that he is looking for.

a beautiful naked man rides a horse and holds a cowboy hat in this hands




Dear KellyJo,

Dale and Jack's story will be coming up on Goodreads soon. I'll keep you posted on when!



In the meantime, if you want to read stories written by other authors from Xmas, follow this link by clicking here.

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Bringing Him Home Cover Art

I've just got my Cover Art for Bringing Him Home! Two new gorgeous men to look at, and I couldn't be more proud.

Once again I would like to thank Justin James for coming up with a great cover, and for Loose-Id for making it happen.

Hope you all love it as much as I do.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Jared and Kyle's first kiss.

Better late than never. Here is an excerpt from Bringing Him Home. It's not set in stone and it may get changed slightly in the final draft, but hopefully it will give you a taste of what Jared and Kyle are up to.

Jared has just come out of a shower stall to find Kyle standing there waiting for him. He'd only met the man a few mintues earlier when Kyle had asked to borrow some toothpaste. He doesn't know Kyle's name yet, or what it will be like between them, but he's already fantasied in the shower, and now he's going to find out for real...

Jared stood his ground though he felt like backing into the stall behind him and slamming the door again. It was safer, if not exactly constructive. The other man seemed to know what he was thinking, because he smiled. Jared had to hold his breath to stop the air from being forcefully expelled from his lungs. Wow, the man knew how to smile. Did he know how to kiss, too? Though Jared thought he also knew the answer to that, he wanted to find out. Really wanted to find out.
Natural caution warred with a desire to explore the possibilities which didn’t just end at a kiss. Caution won, and he wasn’t a tease. He didn’t want to lead the man on, or be led on.
“Look, this is not going to happen between us,” he said, noting the sound of regret in his tone and wondering at it.
“Why not? You can’t deny the attraction. You’re not denying your sexuality, are you?”
“No, I’m not.” Jared didn’t want to get angry, not in the face of such open sincerity. He supposed the question was normal. “But I don’t do quick fucks in shower rooms.”
“Nor do I. I like to fuck real slow.” The soft, husky drawl did things to Jared he hadn’t thought possible, not from just hearing someone speak.
The man smiled again and this time Jared huffed a breath out, but then couldn’t draw one back in.
The smile turned into a grin. “Can I buy you a coffee, then?” the blond asked.
“Yeah. You know, the dark aromatic brew.”
“I know what the fuck coffee is.”
“Well, do you want one?”
Jared hadn’t got a clue what to say. Did he accept and take the offer at face value, or did he decline because he knew damn well that wasn’t all the man was offering?
The blond stepped up close until Jared could smell the faint scent of the shampoo he’d used, and the very musky aroma of his obvious arousal. The sharp tang filled his nostrils causing his mouth to water and his heart to start hammering. He held the other man’s arresting gaze and was only vaguely aware of sliding out a tongue to wet his lips as he did so. The action, though unintentional, provoked a low groan from the man standing across from him. The sound drove a shiver down Jared’s spine and he felt goosebumps forming on his skin.
“I don’t bite,” the man said, his low, seductive tones the straw which finally broke Jared’s resistance.
“I do.” Caution flew out the window along with every excuse he’d ever used to deny the very basis of his need. To hear the other man draw in a sharp breath sent Jared’s primal instincts roaring. He no longer wanted to back away, to take that guarded stance. Instead he reached behind the man’s neck with one hand and drew him forward. Silky hair caressed the back of his hand and he had to still the need to clench his fingers into a fist. He’d had no intention of letting the kiss be anything more than brief yet purposeful but the second those soft lips touched his, he lost it.
Roughly shoving the blue eyed, blond back to the wall Jared drove the full length of his body hard against him, grinding his hips across the full thickness of the man’s cock. He groaned at the heat which rose between them and moaned at the other man’s startled response. Two hands clutched at his arms, fingers digging in deep then releasing as the man’s hands slowly changed into an embrace. Jared dropped his bag and helped slide the other off a broad shoulder. He changed the angle of his mouth and slid his tongue across those plump lips, tasting, exploring then demanding entrance.
The man complied on a sigh and Jared got to taste what he’d so far only thought about. The mouth was moist and warm, the tongue soft, questing. Jared traced his along it and then sucked it between his teeth. The body he was holding began to tremble while the hands which had slid over his back tangled in his hair. Jared groaned into the other man’s mouth as pleasure slammed into him, driving his arousal to new heights. The kiss deepened, grew hotter and with every stroke, every thrust of his tongue he moved his hips, sashaying them back and forth until they were both panting, both moaning.
Eventually, Jared pulled back, a satisfied growl rising out of his chest when he saw the other man’s glazed eyes. He waited a few moments until both of them were breathing close to normal.
Then he asked the question that would change his life forever.
“Still want to buy me that coffee?”
“Fuck, yeah!”
Jared laughed and was surprised at the unexpected feeling of contentment which wrapped itself around him like a cloak. He leaned back in for a swift kiss and then unable to help himself nipped at the lower lip of that full mouth with his teeth.
“Told you I bite.”

It only gets hotter between them, believe me. Hope you enjoyed their first kiss, because I sure as hell loved writing it.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Best Seller's List

Blind Passion has just made the Best Seller's list for Loose-Id. So I'd like to thank you guys for buying and reading my book. I hope it lives up to the reviews it's been getting. Someone just asked me if I was going to do another with Adam and Luke. You know, I think I might.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Bringing Him Home

Bringing Him Home has just been accepted by Loose-Id. I'm not sure when it's coming out, but here's a quick blurb to keep you interested until I can tell you more.

Jared Hall was a soon to be ex truck driver who had given up on ever finding true happiness. What he wanted wasn’t out there so what was the point in looking? And even if by some fluke he could find a man to love, how the hell was he supposed to bring him home?

Kyle Swanson had no particular place to be. He’d given up his old life; living in the fast lane no longer appealed. But being alone was not all it was cracked up to be, either. So he was looking to find someone, looking to find love, looking for a place to call home.

When these two men meet the sexual tension is so hot they can't help but want to explore it further, but when Kyle finds out where Jared lives, that's where it all goes wrong.

I'll keep you posted and show off the cover when it's available.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Excerpt from Blind Passion

An Excerpt from Penny Brandon's Blind Passion

Adam lifted his head at the potent fragrance that reached him. Puzzled, he took a deep, inconspicuous breath through his nose and mouth. He frowned, concentration on the book he’d been reading lost as he tried to distinguish what it was. This particular scent itself was unique; he knew damn well he’d never come across it before, yet it seemed familiar somehow. It teased his senses, tantalized his memory, until Adam suddenly recognized it—the musky, rich aroma of an aroused male. Startled, because the only person it could come from was the man sitting across from him beyond the width of the dining table, Adam turned in his direction. His hands slipped, the braille dots beneath his fingertips suddenly losing their meaning. Oh God, this was not good.
Biting back a moan as his cock thickened and swelled in reaction, Adam sat as still as he could, listening for any sign that Luke had noticed the extra level of sexual tension that filled the room. He didn’t really need to worry; Luke obviously had no idea how he affected Adam, and Adam was not about to tell him. Jesus, what kind man did that to another? He took another deep breath; this time it was to clear the sexual haze that was fogging his mind. He needed to get Luke away from him before he made a fool of himself.
“Luke?” God, even saying his name was enough to send a tingle to his balls. He really needed to get Luke out of his living room. It would give both of them a chance to cool off. When he didn’t receive an answer, he tried again, louder. “Luke?”
“Fuck.” The softly spoken curse could have been shouted. Luke still hadn’t realized Adam’s hearing was acute, not that they’d spoken to each other enough for Luke to have figured that out.
“Are you all right?” Adam asked him, deciding tact would better suit his purpose. Not being able to read the nuances on people’s faces, Adam usually found it easier to be direct. However, asking Luke why he was turned-on would probably be going too far, and Adam didn’t really want to know.
“What?” Luke shuffled the pages he was holding in his lap.
“I asked if you were all right.”
“Why?” Luke shifted in his seat, and Adam had to stop an image of Luke adjusting his erection. It would be slim, Adam decided, but long.
“You seem…distracted.” Yeah, and so was he now.
This time the curse was not much more than Luke moving his lips. Maybe Luke was embarrassed; maybe Luke needed to go and find some relief. Shit, thinking of Luke jacking off was not a good idea. Not right now, at least.
He tried again. “Do you need to take a break?” he asked, needing one of his own. From the moment he’d first inhaled Luke’s scent and heard his voice, Adam had been in a constant state of arousal. Most of the time he’d managed to keep it hidden, but right now the bulge in his jeans would be obvious, and with Luke gone from the room, it would give him a chance to adjust his own raging hard-on.
The sound of a chair scraping back on the timber floor warned Adam that Luke had stood up, while the papers he’d been holding landed on the dining table with a soft flutter.
“Why are you doing this?”
Luke’s sudden remark caught Adam by surprise. Could Luke know what he’d been thinking? He fought down a moment of panic and while maintaining a neutral expression sat back in his chair and tilted his head to Luke’s face. “Doing what?” he asked, thankful his voice didn’t betray what he was feeling.
Adam frowned, confused, and then realized what Luke had done. He sighed in both resignation and disappointment. “If you just made a sweeping gesture with your hand to indicate something, you have to remember I can’t see it.”
Hand gestures were a natural way of communicating, and nearly everyone forgot Adam couldn’t see them, but pointing that out to Luke wasn’t so much as to remind him but to take his own mind off the disturbing thoughts that were still going on in his head.
Luke cursed again. This time it was loud and clear. “Fuck this. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing here. I don’t need this shit!”
Taken aback by the sudden aggression in Luke’s tone, Adam gritted his teeth. “If by shit you mean sitting here and working with me, then tough. I do need it.” Adam didn’t even try to hide his swift but very explainable anger. It was hard enough accepting help from someone, but knowing Luke didn’t want to be here pissed him off, more so because all Adam could think of was wanting Luke. “Go and take a break,” he ordered, throwing out the back of his hand.
He heard Luke move, and his voice sounded closer as if Luke had leaned in toward him. “You just made a hand gesture.”
Luke’s snide reply was the last straw, and Adam’s composure finally snapped. He’d had enough, both with Luke and his own lack of control. “That’s because I know you can fucking see it!” Pushing back his chair, Adam stood up, agitated. He never swore at people, and he rarely lost his temper, but frustration and an impossible situation had him on edge.
When Luke didn’t make a move to leave, Adam wasn’t sure if he was grateful or more pissed off. He shook his head. “I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
There was a sharpness to Luke’s words that Adam regretted putting there. Despite his scorn Luke didn’t deserve Adam’s anger. Luke didn’t know what he was doing to Adam, didn’t know that he was turning him on beyond comprehension. “Swearing at you.”
“Don’t be. I do it all the time.” The tone of Luke’s voice softened, and Adam could imagine a light smile playing on his lips. Lips he wanted to kiss.
“Yeah, well. I don’t.”
“Maybe you should. Helps give emphasis to what you’re saying.” Now Adam could definitely hear Luke’s amusement, but instead of being settled by it, he was only rankled further.
“I’m a schoolteacher, in case you’d forgotten. Swearing is only used by people who are not smart enough to think of something better to say.”
The sudden antagonism that filled the room was tangible. Adam instantly regretted what he’d said, but before he could apologize, Luke pushed away from the table.
“Fuck you.” Loud footsteps echoed along the timber floor as Luke walked away, and seconds later the front door slammed behind him.
Adam listened for a second, then sat back down and sighed. He knew he shouldn’t have said that, but how the hell did you handle lusting after a man you could never have?
He groaned, releasing the banked-up tension and frustration that threatened to overwhelm him. He’d never felt this way before, never been turned on like this. Being gay wasn’t a problem; it was just another circumstance he lived with, like his blindness. It was just that his blindness made being gay hard, if not impossible to act on or even appreciate. He could never tell if another man was interested in him. He didn’t know what signals to pick up on or what signals to give. Until now that hadn’t really been an issue, because he’d never felt an attraction for anyone. But he was undeniably attracted to Luke, and he honestly didn’t know what to do about it. Getting hard in front of Luke was definitely not something he should do, but it wasn’t something he could control either.
The instant Luke had walked into his home four days ago, Adam had been intensely aware of him. Luke smelled like a hot summer’s day just after the grass had been cut and before a rainstorm was about to break; he sounded like a soft breeze whispering across a pebbled beach—soothing yet edgy. Combined, they triggered something deeply primal in Adam. He needed Luke, needed to hear his voice, to smell him…touch him.
And God help him—if there was one thing he desperately wanted to do, it was to taste him.
Disturbed, Adam had at first tried to keep out of Luke’s way, had tried not to get too near him in case he inadvertently exposed how he felt. Funnily enough, Luke seemed to have the same idea. He always made sure he never got too close, moving away from Adam if they happened to come within touching distance. On some level Adam had been grateful, though a little confused as to why Luke had deemed it necessary to make sure they stayed clear of each other. Perhaps it was because Luke felt ill at ease in Adam’s company, or maybe he just didn’t want to be there. Either way, Adam couldn’t really blame him. Being around a blind man wasn’t easy, and having to work for him when you’d rather be somewhere else didn’t help the situation—a situation that today, Adam had practically lit a fuse under.
Caught up in a desire so powerful, Adam hadn’t been be able to help himself when Luke had knocked on the door two hours earlier. He’d opened the door and had stood there, making Luke brush past him instead of stepping out of the way as usual. They hadn’t actually come into contact, but Adam had felt Luke’s heat in that fleeting moment, had caught his scent, and it had torn a groan from his throat. Praying Luke hadn’t heard him or noticed that he’d closed his eyes as a shiver had passed through his body, Adam gave Luke instructions and then tried to spend the past couple of hours ignoring the almost impossible impulse to reach over and touch him. He wanted to feel Luke’s skin beneath his fingertips; he wanted to know if it would be as silky as he’d imagined.
Luke couldn’t have known what was going on in Adam’s head, would have absolutely no idea, but Adam had a sick feeling that Luke sensed he was slowly unraveling and had reacted in kind. Their explosive argument just a few minutes ago proved that the atmosphere was more strained than usual between them.
It had been a stupid, reckless thing to do, and if Luke came back, Adam swore he wouldn’t attempt to do anything to make Luke feel any more uncomfortable than he already did. He didn’t want to jeopardize the time they had together, fleeting as it was, because any time with Luke was better than nothing at all. It was just a shame that Luke couldn’t feel the same way about him.
Adam rubbed his hands over his face and winced. He was an idiot for thinking about Luke that way. He was an idiot for thinking about any man that way. He sighed, resigned, acknowledging what he knew to be an unending fact—his blindness would make sure it was never going to happen.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Murphy's Law: what can go wrong, will go wrong

I've just set myself a deadline, something I swore I would never do, but Loose-Id sent out a Submission Call for a holiday story for next Christmas and I couldn't resist. So, what kind of story could I come up with? What was going to catch people's imagination? While chatting to one of Loose-Id's management team and fellow author, Treva Harte, I thought about the differences between Christmas spent in Australia compared to a Christmas spent in the northern hemisphere. While in England and in other parts of the world it's traditional to spend December indoors with a fire blazing in the hearth and watching the snow fall in lazy flakes from a grey and lowered sky, in Australia it's hot and sunny and we go to the beach and have barbeques and picnics under bright blue skies with not a snowflake in sight. So I thought about a tourist coming to Australia for Christmas to visit Bondi Beach, one of Australia's famous beaches, and their was my plot. I had my characters, David Shaw and Scott Murphy, one English, one Australian, both on holiday, both out for a good time, with neither of them looking for anything but mind blowing, gut clenching, uncomplicated sex. So they get together, but then starts the little disasters. A cut foot, a broken bed, a flooded hotel room, a broken down car, food poisoning, falling off a cliff, a shark attack and a plane crash. How are my two guys supposed to survive all that? And can a holiday romance turn into something more, something permanent?
So Murphy's Law was born.

If my proposal is accepted I hope to start writing at the end of March and complete by the end of June. Wish me luck. I'll let you know how I get on.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Getting Excited

I'm getting excited because my novel Blind Passion is close to being released. I'm also getting excited because I've just finished the re-write on a novel I'm hoping will be accepted: Bringing Him Home. I absolutely love these guys which is a good thing because they just wouldn't get out of my head until I'd put them down on paper, even then they wouldn't leave me alone.

Jared meets Kyle at a truck stop and can't resist his..., well he just can't resist. That they want to fuck each other senseless is a given, but what comes after that? Neither wants a one night stand and though Kyle has hinted he's a free agent and has no particular place to be, Jared can't bring him home. So what the hell is he supposed to do with him?

Kyle wanted Jared like no other man he'd ever met, but there was no way he was going home with him. Not to the place Jared called home. He could tell Jared was reluctant to make a decision about what to do with him so Kyle made it for him. He left, hating every footstep that took him away from Jared, but it was his only option, until he was hit by a car and his options were taken away from him. So now he was going home with Jared, to the town he'd swore he'd never set foot in again.

I'll let you know if a publisher takes up an option and keep you posted. In the meantime enjoy Blind Passion. Here's the link: