Hollis Shiloh

Hollis Shiloh - author

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

release day: You Were Always the One, by Hollis Shiloh




You Were Always the One

by Hollis Shiloh

Description:

Max struggled through every day in high school, especially when his hormones seemed to crave boys rather than girls. His best friend Mason and Mason’s younger brother Jamie made a bright spot in his teen life, until he confessed to Mason he was gay. Mason responded by ripping away all his joy, ending their friendship, and warning Max against seeing Jamie. Max is a policeman now, comfortable in his sexuality but private and wary, taking solace in his job and the friendship of his golden retriever, Alex. But the past he thought was behind him demands resolution when a prickly, wounded, shockingly sexy Jamie gets arrested, and Max comes to the rescue.


ISBN-13:  978-1-62798-270-2
Pages:  104
Cover Artist:  Christine Griffin

An excerpt can be read on the Dreamspinner Press site.


Free review copies are always available.  Just let me know which 
format you'd like: mobi, epub, or pdf.  


Buy links:

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Amazon: 

(It should be available elsewhere soon, too!)

Hope you have a great day!

Friday, October 25, 2013

RJ Scott's Christmas Anthology - Free!

You guys...I'm going to have a story in this.  Can you believe it???????  :D

My story is called "The Christmas Mansion."  It takes place in the same universe as "Jude's Magic," a sort of 1890s alternate America, with magic.  Sort of.  Anyway, my story is about 9500 words and definitely on the "sweet" end of the scale.  

It was a lot of fun to write.  I can hardly believe I'm going to have a story in this anthology!  You'll be able to download the anthology (for free) in December.  :)  Did I mention the free part?  I'm so excited...and yes, a little scared!  

Also, isn't this cover gorgeous?


http://rjscottauthor.blogspot.com/2013/10/christmas-anthology-gorgeous-new-cover.html

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

release date - Oct. 30!


Available for pre-order!

http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4284

The release date is October 30!  Halloween Eve!!  Too bad it's not a scary story, huh?  :D

I'm hoping to post on a few blogs, if anyone will have me, around the release date (that day, earlier, or a bit later).  


Really excited my story is coming out soon.  :)

Monday, October 7, 2013

Scribd!

So, I joined Scribd!

One can sign up for a monthly fee to read as many books as you want.  They don't have all books, but they have a good selection, I think!  

These are the currently available Dreamspinner titles (over 800): http://www.scribd.com/dreamspinnerpress

Best of all, Elizabeth said authors still get full royalties for reads from this site.  I hope the models works for them.  I'd like to keep reading here!

Here are some of my recent reads that I've enjoyed a great deal:


    


It's lovely to read as quickly as I want and not "ration" stories!  :)  If they keep being this amazing, I'll probably stay a member for life.

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Jack & Julian (I really need to get better at names!)






Jack & Julian 


Julian is a doctor, an American who's been living in England since before the War. Jack is English and served his country faithfully during WWII, but now he's a private tutor in a small English village, sent away from the SIS in disgrace for being homosexual. 

Julian, limping, closed-off, and blunt, is drawn to the giving and whimsical Jack. And Jack is drawn to the quiet steadiness of the man who might have secrets, but would never take him to bed simply because there's no barmaid handy. 

The two forge a relationship in the only way they can just after WWII: secretly. The warmth and caring blooming between them gives them both the safety to share their pasts with one another. 

But all is not serene, because someone wants Jack dead. 

And Julian can't lose another lover. Not like this. Not again. 




Length: approx. 16,500 words 




Excerpt: 

"Jack is fine," said the sandy-haired man, facing me. His blue eyes snapped friendly and naughty. He was taking me in, looked like he liked what he saw. I did, too. 

I gave him a small nod. "And you can call me Julian. Perhaps we'd best go to the kitchen, where there's more light." I turned away, and he followed. 

After a moment, he reached out and took my bag with his left hand. I gave him a startled blink, but let him take it. It felt surprisingly intimate walking with him quietly through that great house. He didn't say anything, and he gave the Gladstone back to me before we arrived in the kitchen. 

"How did you hurt yourself?" I asked, even though Lady Jane had already told me over the telephone, calling me up herself apologetically. The new tutor had fallen from a tree and caught his arm on some fencing, and could I come over and stitch him up? 

He shrugged. "Foolishness." He gave me that smile again. 

He didn't look like any tutor I had ever seen. He had the bluff, confident, laughing looks of a young pilot, or a wealthy landowner's second son. His hair was just that color that is nearly blond, light brown with streaks of paler hair burned in by the sun. He was the type I always fancied. I expected him to be noisy, chattering, but he was silent. I barely looked at him till I was bandaging his arm in the kitchen, sitting at the large, scarred wooden table together, our heads bent over his arm, the sunshine streaming in. 

The kitchen smelled of apples. Behind us, the large, comfortable-waisted cook, Mrs. Smith, was peeling them slowly and cutting them one at a time into a pie crust. She glanced over at us. Her competent hands were thick and hardened with work, skin that didn't cut even when she pressed the knife against it, cutting each slice of apple. 

The kitchen held a quiet, calm, sleepy warmth. A large bluebottle buzzed lazily around, stopping to bang itself against the window glass and then returning to the pie in progress. Mrs. Smith waved it away with her knife. 

Jack still hadn't spoken and neither had I. I washed and stitched his arm carefully in the warm stillness. His hand squeezed tight into a fist at the pain, but he only jerked once, closing his eyes, tightening his jaw, and enduring. 

"Finished," I said at last, sitting back, a crick in my back as I straightened. A neat row of stitches ran up his arm, replacing the rough gash from the fence he'd managed to cut himself on while falling. 

He looked up and met my gaze, his paler now, almost gray. His eyes held something, almost a plea or a longing, as though he wished to say something but knew he mustn't. He licked his lips and tried to smile. He gave a faint nod, but didn't speak. 

"Head between your knees," I said, reaching up and putting my hand on the back of his head, drawing him down. 

He breathed shallow, gasping breaths. 

"Brandy, Mrs. Smith?" I asked. 

She moved to fetch it quickly, making it clear she had been watching. I left my hand on the back of his neck for a moment, stroking his fine hairs gently.




$2.99

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(Selling on Scribd is a bit new for me -- let me know if it works for you if you try it!)  :)

Friday, October 4, 2013

Coming Soon: You Were Always the One

 cover by Cris Griffin

Max struggled through every day in high school, especially when his hormones seemed to crave boys rather than girls. His best friend Mason and Mason’s younger brother Jamie made a bright spot in his teen life, until he confessed to Mason he was gay. Mason responded by ripping away all his joy, ending their friendship, and warning Max against seeing Jamie. Max is a policeman now, comfortable in his sexuality but private and wary, taking solace in his job and the friendship of his golden retriever Alex. But the past he thought was behind him demands resolution when a  prickly, wounded, shockingly sexy Jamie gets arrested, and Max comes to the rescue.

To be published in November 2013 by Dreamspinner Press.