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Wednesday’s Work in Progress…




First of all, I have a post up at Amber Kell’s for her birthday bash. It’s a little snippet of Ronnie and Lucius from Embrace My Reflection and Bring Him Gold. Check it out here.

And secondly, I thought I’d post a little glimpse at From Yesterday, which is the third book in the Rupert’s Legacy series I have at MLR Press. The first two books are Joy of the Season and Replacing Memories. I think I shared something from this story once before when I started working on it, but it kind of got pushed to the back burner for some other stories. I decided to see if I can get it finished by the end of the year. (Which really isn’t that far off any more…lol)

So here you go:

From Yesterday copyright c. 2013 T.A. Chase

Carlos tightened his grip as Miguel snuggled closer. He rested his cheek on the top of Miguel’s head. “I’m supposed to text him when I get done visiting you. He lives here on the grounds, so I’m having coffee at his place.”

“You’ll tell me everything, right?” Miguel’s low request touched Carlos’ heart.

“Within reason, hermanito. You know I don’t kiss and tell, plus I don’t think Phillip would like me spilling all his personal business to people he’ll see every day.” Carlos leaned back into the cushions, humming softly.

He understood why Miguel had asked him that. His brother was never going to get another chance at romance or a date. All the advances science had made in the medicines for HIV/AIDS didn’t matter if Miguel’s body rejected them. The doctors had told them it would only be a matter of time now. The only thing they could do was keep Miguel comfortable and as pain free as possible. He was happy that they hadn’t given them a timeline.

Putting a timeline to dying was a horrid practice in Carlos’ opinion. Too many people gave up hope when told they only had four months to live. Carlos saw it as a nurse as well. Yet there were people who, when told they were going to die soon, fought with every ounce of energy in them and they live longer than doctors thought.

He wished Miguel could do that, but his little brother had been fighting most of his life. He was getting tired and losing hope. Carlos wanted to beg Miguel to keep up the battle, yet he knew it was for selfish reasons. He didn’t want to lose his brother. Not this soon when they both had so much life to experience.

Closing his eyes, Carlos relaxed, enjoying being with Miguel, even if they weren’t talking. It was nice to spend time together without having to worry about their family causing problems.

“Carlos,” Miguel murmured, causing him to open his eyes.

“Yes?” He shifted a little, pins and needles racing along his arm like it had fallen asleep.

“How long were we asleep?” Miguel moved away from him.

Carlos rubbed his eyes before checking his watch. “About thirty minutes,” he relayed the information. “Not very long, but I feel better.”

Miguel laughed, then yawned. “So do I, though I think I’d like to go and try to take another one in my bed this time. Walk me to my room? Then you can go have coffee with Phillip.”

“I can do that.”

They walked to Miguel’s suite where Carlos made sure his brother had everything he might want near the bed. Before he left, he turned to say, “Don’t forget. I’m still here. If you need me for anything, just text and I’ll come back.”

“Get out of here. If it’s not too late when you leave, you can stop back by to say good-bye.” Miguel motioned him out of the room.

“All right.” He shut the door behind him before strolling back to the front desk. Sarah was still there. “Miguel’s lying down in his room. I’m still going to be on the grounds, so if something happens, you can text me.”

“No problem, Carlos. I’m sure everything will be fine tonight.” Sarah smiled. “Have fun and tell Phillip I said hi.”

“I will.” He rushed from the building, not wanting to have to deal with any more comments about Phillip, even the purely innocent ones, which he wasn’t entirely sure Sarah’s was by the way.

Leaning against his car, he pulled out his phone then sent Phillip a text. A minute later, a message appeared on the screen.

B there in 5.


Carlos put his phone in his pocket, then let his head fall back as he soaked up the waning beams of fall sunlight. He’d been working a lot of hours lately, trying to store up time for when the inevitable happens.

“Are you okay?”

He jerked when a hand landed on his shoulder. Opening his eyes, he saw Phillip standing in front of him. Carlos held his breath as Phillip reached out to rub his thumb over Carlos’ cheek. It was wet when he showed it to Carlos.

“I’m fine,” Carlos reassured him, wiping his face with his sleeve. “Just a momentary lapse. I can’t show them to Miguel yet.”

Phillip’s expression said he understood. “At some point soon, it’ll be time for you to share tears with him. When it comes, don’t hide them from Miguel. He needs to know he’ll be missed after he’s gone.”

Carlos threw himself into Phillip’s embrace. Burrowing his face into the man’s shirt, he sighed when Phillip wrapped his arms around him. They didn’t talk, simply breathed together, and Carlos discovered his heart easing away from the depth of despair threatening to suck him under.

Finally, he took a deep breath of Phillip’s clean scent, then stepped back. “Thank you,” he whispered.

Death has arrived


Hey everyone, Death, the last book in The Four Horsemen series is out today. Check it out here.

Also, Famine, the third book in the series, is now available in print. Stop by and see it here. I hate to see this series end, but I do believe there might be a fifth book about a certain messenger angel named Lam, who has a few more scenes in Death’s story.

Also, while I was in Chicago, I had a short story release at MLR Press. Replacing Memories is the sequel to Joy of the Season, and lets you see how Hal and Tavis’s relationship is progressing. Check it out here.

Now that I’m back from Chicago, it’s time to knuckle down and write. I’ll be posting the next installment of my blog story tomorrow. I’m sorry I didn’t get to it last week, but I was very busy.

Have a great Monday.

Happy Hunk Day


Today’s a busy day. I have a galley to look over for my upcoming release, Replacing Memories, at MLR Press. (I have to get the cover and then I’ll show it to you…lol) I also have edits to do on my very first f/f Young Adult story, Pursing Hope, which will be out in May. 🙂 I can’t wait. It’s new territory for me, and I’m nervous about how readers will like it.

Just so you all know, RM is the sequel to Joy of the Season. I wanted to continue Hal and Tavis’ story. I also am planning a third book in the series (so far), which will introduce us to a man from Joey’s past. If you’ve read JotS, you’ll know Joey is the AIDS patient who died, but not before making an impression on Hal and Tavis.

I’m hoping to get some more writing done as well on Tramps. 🙂 It needs to be finished soon, so I can move on to the next book I need to

I hope you all have a marvelous day.


Here is the awesome cover for Famine, which will be out on Feb. 21st of next year. I’ve adored the covers for all three of the books in this series so far. I love how the cover artist uses color to separate each cover, give it its own originality. 🙂 I can’t wait to see what she does for Death. I finished the last book on Friday, and turned it in.

Now I’m writing a short story called Replacing Memories. It’s a sequel to my Christmas story, Joy of the Season. After RM is done, I’ll be starting Gypsies, which is the first book in a new trilogy called The Beasor Chronicles. I’m looking forward to writing it. 🙂

Also, on Friday, I contracted a new YA story titled The Deepest Cut. It’s not part of the Death series, though I do plan on writing two more books in that series soon. The Deepest Cut will very emotional involving a school shooting and self-mutilation. But it does have a Happy For Now ending, along with the feeling that the main character will be all right.

So I’ll be very busy for next several months, which isn’t all bad. lol I hope you have a great Monday, everyone.

Death-Blurb and Excerpt

The day after I posted my blurb and excerpt from Famine, I got the cover art for it. You can see it on the sidebar here, but also I’ll be sharing it on Monday, so you can see the big version. I love it. 🙂

Now I promised a sneak peek at Death, the last of The Four Horsemen books, and you’ll get it. I’ll be finishing it today, and subbing it to Total e-Bound. Then that part of the process will be done for me. I’ll be moving on to a short story featuring Tavis and Hal from Joy of the Season. Once that’s done, I’ll be starting Gypsies, which will be coming out in July at Total e-Bound. 🙂

All right then. Now remember neither the blurb nor the excerpt have been edited. So any mistakes are purely mine, and hopefully they’ll be fixed by the time it gets released…lol Which will be April 16th. 🙂


Death, the Pale Rider and the most feared member of the Four Horsemen, has been searching through the centuries for a soul to save him from his solitary life.

In the 1700s, Gatian Almasia was rich and a sought-after member of Parisian society. No one realised he’d lost his reason for living three years earlier. When his sister accuses another nobleman of raping her, Gatian does what any older brother would do. He challenges the man to a duel, and kills him. Later that night, the dead man’s family takes their revenge on Gatian.

Gatian’s death is just the beginning of the journey he must take as Death, the Pale Horseman of Apocalyptic fame. While he doesn’t regret taking the nobleman’s life, the guilt of not being there when his lover died builds a wall around his heart, and until he accepts forgiveness, he must always be Death.

Pierre Fortsecue is a spoiled rich young man whose heart is broken by the man he thinks he loves. Finding himself alone in Paris, Pierre sinks into a haze of heroin. He gets a tainted baggie of the drug, and almost dies from it. Death arrives to take his soul, and something about Pierre touches the Pale Horseman, who steals him away to help heal.

As Pierre heals and Death begins to feel again, they begin to wonder if love really is the only emotion needed to overcome desolation and destruction.


His last thought was of Oliver, and he wished he would be seeing his dead lover soon, but Gatian knew he would be heading to Hell, not Heaven. Oliver had been innocent, and his only sin was caring for Gatian, not knowing what an utter bastard Gatian was.

* * * *

“Get up. We don’t have time for you to lie about.”

The voice tore through Gatian’s mind, and he jerked straight up, looking around for his opponents. Frowning, he realised he wasn’t in the alleyway anymore. The landscape surrounding him was barren, and looked like nothing Gatian had seen. He pushed to his feet, and turned slowly in a circle.

“Are you done?”

Finishing his circle, he glared at the slender silver-haired man standing there, his arms folded like he impatiently waited for Gatian to complete his circuit. Staring into the man’s blue eyes, Gatian barely swallowed his gasp as he noticed the colour filled the entire eye, with not pupil or iris.

“Who are you?” He often found attacking a person got him answers when they were more likely not to reply.

The man snorted. “You may call me Lam. You have been chosen, and I have to show you what your new job is.”

“Chosen? Where am I? I have never seen a place like this.” He motioned in a vague circle. “How did I get here?”

“You died in a back alley in Paris. Instead of being sent to wherever your judgement called for you to go, you were sent to me. I’m pretty sure you won’t like what you’re about to do, but it’s none of my business. I’m only here to teach you before you are sent out on your own.”

Lam whistled, and Gatian jumped when a pale grey stallion appeared out of thin air. The stallion snorted at him like it was saying hello. Gatian reached out to touch the horse’s nose. Jerking away from him, the horse shook its head. Obviously it wasn’t interested in him petting it.

“This is your horse.” Lam nodded in the grey’s direction. “Now that you’re Death, the Pale Rider, you need a mount.”

“Death? Pale Rider?” Gatian repeated, confusion pounding in his head.

Gatian remembered what else happened before he woke up in the strange place. He stretched, searching for pain or broken bones. Yet nothing hurt, and there were no wounds or blood anywhere.

“Is there a reason why I have no wounds or torn clothes?” Gatian grasped Lam’s arms and shook the man. “Who are you, and why am I not dead?”

Lam didn’t respond, and didn’t try to break Gatian’s hold. He simply studied Gatian with a sardonic twist to his lips. Gatian found he hated Lam, if only for his calm reaction to Gatian’s yelling.

When his anger settled back into coldness, he let Lam go and stepped back. He’d never gotten anything by losing his temper. He tampered all his questions and doubts down deep, and rested his hands on his hips.

“Where are we going? And tell me again what a Pale Rider is?”

“Nice try, my friend. I never told you once what a Pale Rider is, except that you’re the new one. You are dead, in the most fundamental way possible. You can never go back to your old life, and while all those you know will die, you will continue to live forever.” Lam paused, and tilted his head. “Or until you forgive yourself of all that guilt you’ve been carrying around.”

“Guilt? What guilt?”

Lam grinned, and slapped Gatian on the shoulder. “You can deny it all you want, but I can see it in the set of your shoulders, and the chill in your eyes. You did something you regret, and it’s been eating at you since it happened. Well, whatever it was, it’s brought you to this. As the leader of the Four Horsemen, you will be in charge of keeping the world in balance.”

Gatian shrugged. “I have no idea what you are talking about. Who are the Four Horsemen?”

“Climb on your horse, and come with me. I have a lot to teach you, and a short window of time to do it in.” Lam motioned to the grey stallion.

Should he go? Was this some sort of trick Gatian’s brain played on him? Could he be alive, but caught in his head somehow? Gatian swung astride the stallion, and smiled at Lam.

“Lead the way, Lam. I am sure you will answer all my questions in due time.”

Lam narrowed his eyes at Gatian like he understood Gatian wasn’t satisfied. Gatian kept his expression bland, not willing to give anything away. With a nod of Lam’s head, they disappeared.

Hope you enjoyed it. Have a great Friday and a wonderful weekend.

Last Month of the Year

wow…I can’t believe it’s December all ready. Where did the entire year go? 🙂 Oh well…the only bad thing about December is the snow. 🙁 Told my hubby the other day, if we could afford it, I’d totally be a snow bird on him. Take off the day after the first snowfall, and not come back until April or May. Of course, he pointed out he would probably have to come and drag me back with spring showed up. He might have a point.

Got another 4k done on Death. I’m over 32k into the story, so that’s halfway done, and I’m happy with how it’s going. I think this will be a great way to end the series, though I’m planning on writing a related story about Lam, the messenger angel, who makes an appearance in each of the books. He has his own problems.

I did some writing on the short story featuring Tavis and Hal from Joy of the Season. I think you’ll like the story. It’s to see how they’re doing a few months after Christmas. 🙂 I’m writing it out long hand during the evenings after I hit my word count for Death. So I’m not entirely sure how many words I have for the story yet. Won’t know until I type it in. I should do that this weekend.

Well, I hope you all have a great Friday and a wonderful weekend. yay!

Joy of the Season available

Good morning, everyone. I hope you all survived the holiday weekend…lol. I wanted to let you all know my Christmas story is available now at MLR Press. It’s part of their Holiday extravaganza. They’re releasing one book a day..well, on Fridays, there will be two released. So 46 books in all.

Joy of the Season is a story I started a while ago, and when Kris asked me if I’d like to write something for them, I thought of this story. Run to MLR Press (click here), and check out all the wonderful stories released so far, plus mine. 🙂

Here’s the blurb:

Hal Sims runs a non-profit hospice named after his older brother. For ten years, he’s thrown himself into running the charity, and keeping his brother’s memory alive. Hal doesn’t have time for a relationship, especially with a rich golden boy like Tavis Komen.

Tavis Komen wants to change his life, and decides volunteering at Rupert’s Legacy is the first step to a better him. Meeting Hal Sims hits Tavis in ways he never planned.

When one of the hospice residents takes a turn for the worse, Tavis and Hal come together to comfort each other, and Tavis shows Hal there is joy to be found in a season that Hal has lost all interest in.

Hope you enjoy it. 🙂 Have a great Monday, everyone.

Good News….

For those of you who might not know…though I’m not sure who wouldn’t know since it’s been talked about for a couple months now…lol.

MLR Press is releasing a Christmas/holiday story a day from Nov. 20th to Dec. 31. It’ll be lots of fun with tons of awesome authors involved in the releases.

I have one due to release next week, Nov. 28th. It’s titled Joy of the Season…and is about learning to find happiness again.

Here’s the link to the MLR Press home page…and the stories will be listed there as they come out. They’re a variety of lengths and prices, but they’re all great. 🙂

I hope you all have a great Monday.

New Cover…

This is the cover for my Nov. 28th release from MLR Press. It’s part of the series of Christmas stories they’ll be releasing from November 20th to Dec. 31st. A new story every day, plus an extra surprise or two.

Here’s the blurb for Joy of the Season:

Hal Sims runs a non-profit hospice named after his older brother. For ten years, he’s thrown himself into running the charity, and keeping his brother’s memory alive. Hal doesn’t have time for a relationship, especially with a rich golden boy like Tavis Komen.

Tavis Komen wants to change his life, and decides volunteering at Rupert’s Legacy is the first step to a better him. Meeting Hal Sims hits Tavis in ways he never planned.

When one of the hospice residents takes a turn for the worse, Tavis and Hal come together to comfort each other, and Tavis shows Hal there is joy to be found in a season that Hal has lost all interest in.

Also, good news. I finished Bring Him Gold, my Valentine’s Day story, which is a sequel to Embrace My Reflection. It’s a follow-up to see how Ronnie and Lucius are getting along. 😀 This one will be released on Feb. 12th from Amber Allure. Just in time for your loved one to buy it for as a Valentine’s Day present…lol.

Now I’m going to try and finish Death before the end of the month. Woot! That way all of the Horsemen books will be done, and I can start the next trilogy I have scheduled at Total e-Bound. My homage to Cher…or at least the titles are…lol

I hope you all have a great Wednesday. 😀


The next installment of The Longest Stride was postponed because I was in the final stretch of Joy of the Season, and I wanted to finish it. I did, though I might add a little bit more to it. But for the most part, it’s finished. Woot! I’ll be turning it in today or tomorrow at the latest.

I promise the next installment will be up tomorrow. 🙂

Have a great day.