Thursday, October 17, 2013

Slippery When Wet Blog Hop

Welcome to Slippery When Wet Blog Hop where we celebrate M/M Romance. Let me ask you this. What could be more beautiful than two men who are in love being together? Well, perhaps three or more men in love being together. ^__^

Credit belongs to the owner of this picture.

Seriously, I fell in love with M/M Romance more than ten years ago and it’s just got bigger and bigger every day. And more than that, I really treasure everything that comes with it. Friends, readers, editors, artists, lovely books, and so on, and so forth. I just feel very grateful to have them, and it’s all thanks to M/M Romance.

By the way, a friend told me last night that my short story has gone live on Amazon. I’m so excited! It’s a short M/M of 3000 words, and I love it so much! I guess it’s a cute romance story and although it’s about a mysterious caller, it’s the romantic kind, not the scary, creepy type. YOU have the chance to win it along with a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Just enter the Rafflecopter.

A Midnight Caller


Actor Ashley Ferguson had received several mysterious calls for the past couple of nights. The caller said he was also an actor. Ashley tried to find out who he was and guessed it was Colt Harper, a young actor whose show was also playing on TV. Ashley thought of reporting the calls to the cops several times but he kept delaying doing it.

One night after Ashley was finished shooting someone grabbed him in the parking lot. The man said he was the midnight caller. Ashley was afraid that his earlier guess was wrong and his decision not to report to the police would end up really bad for him.


“Hey, I’m sorry, man…”
“And you said you’d call the next day but you didn’t.”
“Oh, were you expecting that? Sorry to disappoint you.”
“Shut up. I’m just so stupid. Get out of my life, okay?”
“Hey, wait. Please, I didn’t mean that. I’m so grateful you want to talk to me.”
“I don’t want to talk to you.”
“Yeah, I know. I mean, thanks for giving me the chance to talk to you. By the way, Ashley…”
“Listen. You sound like a good kid. Why don’t you tell me your name and end all this weirdness?”
“And then we can meet?”
“We’ll see about that.”
“Don’t you want to see me?”
Author Bio:

Iyana lives in Jakarta, a city famous for its traffic jams, a lot of cars and motorcycles, and people selling stuff on the roads. You can spend two hours on the road going to a place you can reach in half an hour in a normal situation. Thanks to the traffic jams, though, Iyana can come up with a lot of stories, mostly shorties, as she prefers to spend the time during her trips writing into her cell phone rather than sleeping.

Another thing Iyana loves is kitties. Right now she has five of them. Their names are Larva, Nyil, Cil, Mermood, and Horus. When she doesn’t write, she plays with them, or they would play with her when she writes.

Find Iyana here:

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Message from Hennessee:
For the grand prize, hop along and visit the other participants in this hop. The more you visit, the greater chance you have to win a $50 gift card from Amazon!

With the new censorship and pulling down of books on Amazon I will not be giving away an Amazon gift card. Instead, I will give away a $50 GC for Barnes and Noble. 
While many of the books being pulled down aren't necessarily my cup of tea, they are for others and this hooplah is nothing more than CENSORSHIP. 


  1. HI, I love the sounds of the book. IT would be spooky to have someone calling.
    debby236 at gmail dot com

    1. Hi Debby, thank you so much for stopping by!

      I hope you entered the Rafflecopter to win the prizes. :)

  2. Sounds interesting

    bn100candg at hotmail dot com

  3. This sounds really good. Thanks for being a part of the hop.

  4. Thanks for the giveaway and for participating.


  5. Thank you for the chance to enter!

  6. That excerpt sure makes me think of the other definition of slippery. What's his name? Why is the caller hiding? Thank you for being part of the hop and sharing with us!

    caroaz [at] ymail [dot] com