And the cum flavor is.....

......Cinnamon!

Yes, folks, the votes are in and you called it!

Cinnamon is the next cum flavor for the elf in my latest story from THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE

Thank you to everyone who voted!

I am going to have fun combining peanut butter and cinnamon....I think I should go in my kitchen right now and do some flavor research, LOL Then I will have to add this flavor to the manuscript and ship it off to my editor!

Stay tuned for Book Four of THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE.....

FUN & GAMES WITH RUDOLPH!!!

Who is cumming down that chimney during Christmas in July?

It's Secret Santa!! My first Christmas book with a surprise twist ending is always a fun read to beat the summer heat.

I still need your help writing the next THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE book!

All Santa's elves in THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE have candy flavored cum. ...... but I'm still writing Book Four for this Christmas! 

It's the story of Lars....the sexy but cocky elf from Books One, Two and Three. This notorious Lothario needs happy ending, but what will it taste like? 

My readers need to decide!!!

Make your choice on the poll to the left of the screen and I will make the next elf have the flavor cum that YOU chose!

Then post a comment for a chance to win YOUR CHOICE of one book from THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE 

Book One MS. CLAUS'S LIST 
Book Two Pip's Boxing Day Wish
Book Three A Gift For Santa

Winners of books and the cumtastic winning cum flavor will be announced Wednesday July 31st!

While you wait to hear what candy flavored  goodness will be cumming this December, Enjoy this FREE download of sexy m/m Christmas stories

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STUFF MY STOCKING
 M/M Romance Stories that are Nice and...Naughty


But there is more Christmas fun to be had even if you aren' an elf in THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE

Secret Santa

It's Christmas Eve and Adam has a special gift for Paul - himself, wrapped in a big red bow.

Blindfolded and ready for a magical holiday, Adam anxiously waits for his boyfriend to come and unwrap him. Just when he thinks their date has been forgotten, the door bursts open and his lover arrives. They have the best sex of Adam’s life, but afterward Paul disappears before Adam can catch his breath or remove the blindfold.

Left with only the memory of a tender kiss, a mysterious Santa hat, and a tray of half-eaten cookies, Adam soon discovers his lover was not who he thought it was...

 

~Excerpt~

Paul wasn’t coming. 

That hurt far more than he cared to admit. 

Adam cursed. He was a dip-shit for blindfolding himself and spreading out over the couch for the last half hour, his bare ass in the air. His poor dick shriveled up in foolish embarrassment, and the damn ribbon seemed pretty stupid all of a sudden, too. Maybe he would just eat all the cookies Kathy left out for Santa. And the box in the pantry. Hell, in his state of mind, maybe he’d even eat Aunt Edna’s fruitcake. 

With a depressed sigh, he straightened up and reached for his blindfold. 

Suddenly, an incredibly warm burst of air rushed from the fireplace and whipped around his naked body. His cock shivered from the lube he slicked over it earlier and his nostrils filled with the scent of peppermint and vanilla.

“What the…?” Adam’s heart skipped. He shuddered hard and his head snapped toward the source of the wind, the bells on the tree answering with a tinny jingle. Before his brain could process the bizarre phenomenon in his fireplace, there was a whooshing sound and the slam of a door.

“Paul?” His voice held a tremor of uncertainty.

A sharp, masculine intake of breath was the only answer

Adam expelled his own breath in relief. He hadn’t realized how hard his blood had been pounding just then. He had no clue why Paul was late, but he didn’t really care. He was here now. Tremors of gratitude and anticipation rippled down his spine, prickling the skin with goosebumps. The scent of something unexpectedly wonderful he couldn’t identify lingered near him, and he wondered if Kathy bought new candles.

“I’m glad you came, Paul. Hold on.” Adam hastily repositioned his elbows on the edge of the couch and spread his legs wide, once again sticking his ass up in the air. His self-imposed vulnerability made his stomach tremble and his dick snapped back to attention.

Damn, it had been too long since they’d hooked up.

“Merry Christmas, baby,” Adam said in a low, husky tone. He shifted a little, just to tease. “Wanna open your present?”

 

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The Best Christmas Ever!

My new book is out today!

WHOO HOO!!!!

The third story I wrote for Decadent Publishing's 1Night Stand series THE BEST EVER is now available. It is already recieving great reviews!!!

After you place your vote in The Naughty North Pole survey on the left, please enjoy an excerpt of my latest book!!

In this 1Night Stand story, Jason Lewis, a sweet but nerdy guy, learns how to be proud of himself after a moment with an unlikely friend when. It takes him years to realize this but Jason is now trying to be the confident man he wishes he could be. But he's not having as much success as he hoped. With the help of Madame Eve, however, and an unexpected jock from his past, Jason will

learn that not only is it okay to be a geek, but in Vegas, if you play your cards right you just might end up having the best night ever....

BLURB:  

THE BEST EVER

Jason Lewis is a self-proclaimed nerdy guy who hates his red hair. Bullied most of his life, at 22 social situations still make him awkward. On a trip to the World Video Game Expo in Las Vegas, Jason decides to enlist the help of Madame Eve in his failed romantic endeavors. While at the con, he runs into sexy, professional baseball pitcher Blake Huntington, the guy he tutored in high school. Blake invites him to a party and after hanging out with his high school crush, Jason begins to regret booking his 1NS "encounter" later that night. But Madame Eve may have planned the best night ever

EXCERPT: From the corner of his eye, he noted the sheets on the king-sized bed had been turned down and a strip of condoms lay on the nightstand next to a bottle of lube.

Suddenly, the illicit nature of the whole evening hit him. Sweat broke out on his skin. Shit, why had he bothered to shower? He took a quick whiff of his pits. Thank God, his deodorant was still on the job.

Where was this guy? What if he turned out to be old? Who hired this kinda service anyway? And who used an alias as lame as John Smith?

Suck it up! You can do this. He may have been a gangly nerd in high school but he’d taken up karate, per Blake’s suggestion—dammit! Stop thinking about professional baseball players you’ll never stand a chance with. This is about going after what you want!

The bathroom door opened, and he smoothed his shirtfront, trying to be presentable.

A man walked out, towel-drying his hair.

Jason sucked in a sharp breath, and his dick stood up and took notice of the big, athletic body, fresh from the shower. Tanned and muscular. Water streaked furrows into his perfect layer of chest hair. A skimpy towel hung from narrow hips, a solid thigh peeking out from the side, but his face remained hidden.

#holycrap #hotness

“Sorry, I kept you waiting,” the man said, slow and seductive. “I figured, why waste time getting dressed.”

Then he dropped both towels in a practiced maneuver, standing there in all his naked glory. Jason’s gaze traveled from his feet, up those long legs, past a thick cock and over a perfectly chiseled abdomen.

When their eyes met, the man’s sly grin faded in an instant. He gasped, hazel eyes wide.

Jason let out a gasp of his own. “Blake!”

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It's all about Santa!!

I hope you are having a happy Christmas in July!

I am sure hoping that you can help me write the next THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE book!
All Santa's elves in THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE have candy flavored cum. ...... but I'm still writing Book Four for this Christmas! 

It's the story of Lars....the sexy but cocky elf from Books One, Two and Three. This notorious Lothario needs happy ending, but what will it taste like? 

My readers need to decide!!!

Make your choice on the poll to the left of the screen and I will make the next elf have the flavor cum that YOU chose!

Then post a comment for a chance to win YOUR CHOICE of one book from THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE 

Book One MS. CLAUS'S LIST 
Book Two Pip's Boxing Day Wish
Book Three A Gift For Santa

The cumtastic winning cum flavor will be announced Wednesday July 31st!


While you wait to hear what candy flavored  goodness will be cumming this December, Enjoy this FREE download of sexy m/m Christmas stories

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STUFF MY STOCKING
 M/M Romance Stories that are Nice and...Naughty

Then, find out what happens in THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE after the reading of Ms. Claus's List and we learn Pip's Boxing Day Wish

But what about SANTA???? Doesn't he deserve a gift for Christmas?

Find out in....

A Gift For Santa
The Naughty North Pole – Book Three

 

Since birth, demi-god Nick Claus has heard the demands, wishes and dreams of all humans. Unable to grant the wishes of adults because they want love, health, and peace on Earth—things he cannot provide—Nick has devoted his eternity to granting the wishes of children by bringing them toys on Christmas Eve.
But what about the things Nick wants? Will he ever find the love he craves? Or will he continue to pretend the North Pole has not become lonely and Christmas is all he needs?
Enter Jack Frost.
The winter sprite has been teasing Nick and flirting with him ever since the first kiss they shared, centuries ago. With a saucy proposition, Jack convinces Nick to take a few minutes out for himself despite the busy Christmas season. The catch is, Jack hates Christmas.
Will Nick be able to melt the heart of Jack Frost, or will he end up getting frostbite from this sexy, naughty sprite?

 

~Excerpt~

“Look,” I began. “Running the North Pole is a lot of work. I have to keep things moving, monitor everyone and everything. Do you know how time-sensitive all of this is?”

“If time is an issue, why take away precious moments to come here with me?”

Was he being rhetorical or did he really want an answer? It didn’t matter. I’d dallied long enough. At least this little encounter had not ended with an argument. The only bitter sting of this meeting: the lonely one inside me.

I pushed my stool from the bar. “I should never have come. I need….”

A gentle touch on my arm stopped my retreat. “I know what you need, Nick.” His intoxicating tone went straight to my groin.

“I have work to do,” I argued.

“You always give everyone what they want. Don’t you think it’s time Santa got a gift for Christmas?”

Crossing my arms, I frowned. He never called me Santa except to be derogatory, and I sort of hated it when he did. With him I enjoyed being just plain Nick.

With a sly look, he tossed some cash on the bar. “If you stopped running away from me, Nicky, you might get lucky.”

I bristled. “I don’t run away. I might leave, but only because I get sick of that mouth of yours.”

Jack licked his lips, and damn if I could stop myself from staring at the way his tongue slid over those enticing pieces of flesh. I swallowed hard and all bravado and irritation fled in the face of such temptation.

“You haven’t seen enough of my mouth to really be sick of it.”

My eyes widened and the thud-thud of my heart in my chest seemed impossibly loud. The air in the bar felt hot and suffocating all of a sudden. I fought the urge to tug on my turtleneck and release some heat.

Piercing blue eyes met mine. “Come on. I double-dog dare ya.”

A breathy chuckle escaped me. “What are you, eight years old?”

Smirking, Jack slid off his stool. “I have a room across the way at the Holiday Inn. Care to finally make good on all this back and forth, or do you just wanna take care of your North Pole yourself?”

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Merry Christmas from Charlie Cochet!

Christmas in July is in full swing and to beat the heat we have an excerpt from Charlie Chochet's book MENDING NOEL


While you are here today, don't forget to weigh in on THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE survey on the left of the screen.

Book Four is about Lars, the sexy but cocky elf from Books One, Two and Three. This notorious Lothario needs happy ending, but what will it taste like? 

My readers need to decide!!!

Winners of books and the cumtastic winning cum flavor will be announced Wednesday July 31st!

Now enjoy an excerpt from Charlie Cochet's book MENDING NOEL

One lucky commenter will win Charlie's Christmas book, so don't forget to leave your email in the comment box!!

Blurb:

All is not sparkly snowflakes and sweet candy canes in North Pole City. Office workers Tim and Noel do nothing all day but antagonize each other—petty fighting that might be based on hatred… or a heated mutual attraction. It’s up to Jack Frost and his elf-friend Rudy to broach the hostilities and introduce some Christmas kisses, but is the Frost Prince up to the challenge of launching a new romance when someone’s trying to break his holiday spirit?

 

Excerpt:

Tim sat down on the black lumps and bit his bottom lip, refusing to let any of his tears escape. That blasted Noel. What had Tim ever done to deserve this? He tried to think back, desperately searching for a time in which he might have mistakenly offended the supervising elf. Nothing came to mind. Tim had always been friendly with his coworkers, and worked very hard. In fact, despite Noel’s abrasive demeanor, Tim had always remained friendly toward him, hoping that Noel would see Tim held no grudges and merely wanted to get along. On several occasions, he had even offered Noel some of his cookies as a peace offering. That only seemed to annoy Noel even more.

Tired of feeling so pitiful, Tim got to his feet and shuffled over to the rack of shovels. Grabbing the biggest one he could lift, he started the arduous task of carrying the coal over to one of the empty containers on the other side of the gargantuan furnace. By the time he was done, his entire body ached, and it was very late.

Walking into the employee washroom, he stared at himself in the mirror. He looked like a little lump of coal, covered in soot from head to toe. As best he could, he scrubbed himself, thinking about getting home to a nice warm bath and letting the evidence of this rotten day wash away.

After managing to get most of the grime off his face, neck, and hands, he removed his deep green vest, red tie, and what had once been a white shirt, staying only in his deep green knickerbockers and white undershirt. His white and red striped socks were ruined, as was the rest of his suit. That left him with only two suits. He had started the year out with four. Darn it. He just couldn’t afford to have any more ruined. He had already spent most of this week’s wages on his rent and the rest was for his meals. Well, he supposed he could get by on chocolate sandwiches if he had to, and he still had the cinnamon swirl truffles Mrs. Kringle had given him two weeks ago. Maybe he should think about a transfer, but was he really going to give Noel the satisfaction?

Not wanting to think any more on the matter, he dusted his pants off, grateful he had left his jacket with his hat. At least he wouldn’t have to freeze on the way home. Having lived his whole life in North Pole City, cold didn’t bother him, so going out in the snow in a suit was fine, but going out in just your undershirt was a different matter. The last thing he needed was to catch a cold. Of course, there was nothing he could do about the state of his socks, so he would have to wear them as they were until he got home.

He slipped into his jacket and secured his cap on his head before going out through the back of the warehouse. It was nippy out, but not too unbearable. His thoughts filled with images of himself sitting cozily in front of the fire with a hot cup of his favorite cocoa.

Tim was so lost in thought while taking his usual shortcut through Caramel Corn Lane, he didn’t hear the low voices until it was too late. Three elves stood in the shadows, and for a moment, Tim’s pulse shot up. Then he realized they were toy soldiers. Phew. Well, two of them were. The other was—

He nearly let out a gasp but clamped a hand over his mouth just in time. The third elf was one of the Mouse King’s hoodlums, and he was handing over a parcel wrapped in brown paper to the taller of the toy soldiers.

“Here’s what the Mouse King promised. Now it’s your turn to hold up your end of the deal. When Jack Frost shows up at the Silver Bells Christmas Ball tomorrow night, you know what to do. I’ll be there to make sure it gets done. I don’t think I need to stress how important it is to the Mouse King that you succeed.”

The taller of the toy soldiers stuffed the packet into his red overcoat. “Yeah, we got it. We’ll take care of ’im.”

Jack Frost? Why would the toy soldiers want to hurt him? He was their chief, and the Frost King’s son. Surely, they wouldn’t….

This was bad. He shouldn’t be here. Tim took a quick step back and bumped into something hard, and when he turned around, he was stunned to find Noel there.

“What are you doing here?”

Noel grabbed his arm and pushed him roughly up against the wall. “I came to make sure you didn’t screw up the coal delivery. What mess have you gotten yourself into this time?”

“You mean besides the one you created for me?” Tim jerked his arm out of Noel’s grasp. “Don’t touch me.”

Noel was clearly ready to chastise him, but Tim had no intention of sticking around. Whatever reprimand Noel had for him, it could wait until Tim was on the clock. He tried to get around Noel, who stubbornly tried to block his path, and in the process knocked over a trashcan. It crashed noisily to the ground, echoing all around them and bringing the three elves spinning toward them, their hands snapping to their coats. Holy Holly, they were going to shoot! Apparently this night could get worse.

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Where to find Charlie

Website: www.charliecochet.com

Blog: http://charliecochet.com/blog

Twitter: @charliecochet

Find me on: Facebook & Goodreads

 

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Author bio:

Charlie Cochet is an M/M romance author by day, artist by night, and is quick to succumb to the whispers of her wayward muse. From Historical to Fantasy, Contemporary to Science Fiction, no star is out of reach when following her passion. From hardboiled detectives and society gentleman, to angels and elves, there’s bound to be plenty of mischief for her heroes to find themselves in, and plenty of romance, too!

When she isn’t writing, she can usually be found reading, drawing, or watching movies. She runs on coffee, thrives on music, and loves to hear from readers.

Welcome back Jackie Nacht!

Thanks for joining Christmas in July again to tell us about the sexy holiday story which goes along with last weeks book, FULL DISCLOSURE ON BLACK FRIDAY

While you and your readers enjoy a break from the summer heat with some cool reads, I hope you take a moment to take part in my Naughty North Pole Survey at the left. 

I need your help finding out what candy flavor cum to give the next elf so I can finish Book Four in The Naughty North Pole series!

The winning flavor will be announced July 31st!


A gift to all the readers is a FREE download of some great of m/m Christmas stories called Stuff My Stocking, just click on the title and enjoy!

Here's another great Christmas story by our guest Jackie Nacht!

PAPER CUTS AND MISTLETOE

Blurb:

Who thought paper cuts and sabotaging Christmas lights could bring two men together?
    Kipp is having one hell of a time after graduating from college. Subbing jobs are pretty inconsistent and desperate times call for desperate measures. He finds himself working as a gift wrapper at the department store in the mall during the Christmas season. Kipp can freely admit that he sucks at it but needs the cash to stay in his tiny apartment. Then he sees Jesse working at the mall, the guy he grew up with but never had the courage to talk to. Can these two finally connect after all these years? Is this nightmarish job going to give him the best present of all…an opportunity to get to know the crush he’s had most of his life?     *Authors Note* This book may be read as a stand-alone, story but for better reading enjoyment, you may want to read secondary characters, Xathan and Chaddrick’s story in Full Disclosure on Black Friday.

Excerpt

 “Oh my gosh, you did it again. You’re going to look like a Christmas wrapped mummy if you keep up at this rate.” Chaddrick had already unwrapped the tacky looking green adhesive bandage and began wrapping it around the injured finger.
    Looking down at his hand, Kipp would agree with Chaddrick. His fingertips were covered with red and green bandages. It looked like a team of elves had tackled his ass with Christmas spirit and he’d tried to use his hands to defend himself. Why on earth could they not have clear or skin-toned bandages in the first-aid kit here? No, they had to have obnoxious Christmas-colored ones so that everyone would know just how clumsy you were. And they glowed in the dark, too. Last night when he went to bed, he’d scared the ever living hell out of himself when he went to rub his eyes and his ghostly bandaged hands came at him. Thank God he lived alone so no one would ever know of the high pitched scream he’d let out.
    “Thanks, Chaddrick. For some odd reason my eyes and hands just don’t like to communicate with each other. I think if the manager didn’t like me so much and wasn’t completely desperate for people, my ass would be thrown to the curb.” Kipp made sure that the edges of the bandage lay perfectly flat. Nothing was worse than when a bandage had a loose edge and got dirt on the sticky side. Not only was it gross, but it was distractingly annoying to work with all day.
    “You’re great for this job. You’re the best cheerleader to get all your grumpy co-workers through the day.” Chaddrick stood next to him as he grabbed the box Kipp had hurt his finger on. He began rewrapping it to perfection, as always. The customer seemed to settle down a little when he saw a master was at work on his gift.
    “Cheerleader?” Kipp raised a dark brown eyebrow.
    Chaddrick shrugged as he worked the bow into place. “Well, if I said you were a fantastic wrapper you’d know I would have been lying my ass off.”
    Chaddrick handed the present to the customer. The guy scowled one more time at Kipp before turning and leaving.
    Paybacks are hell and yours is coming in t-minus Christmas morning.

 

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