Polished is nominated for Best Ménage!
My last novel, Polished is nominated for Best Ménage on Mary’s Ménage Whispers.  Mary is one of the foremost enthusiasts of the ménage genre, but this is a fan choice contest.  Your voices are the only ones that count!  If you enjoyed Polished, head over and cast a vote for it in up to three categories. This is my first time nominated and I am truly honored to be considered.  

Polished continues to be in the Amazon top 100 for Gay Romance, and I know it’s because of supporter like you! Thank you for letting Rory, Spencer and Jack into your lives for a short time.  VOTE here! Help put Polished in the top ten for a chance at the finals.

Dream Girl


I believe that I am the most brilliant at night…when I am asleep.  I dream big, in Technicolor clarity, without fear or hesitation.  My dreams are epic and entertaining, often comedic and somehow in some kind of Sybilesque way, surprising. I have actually been surprised by the twist revealed at the end of my dream.  I mean I am“Wow, I didn’t see that coming” kind of surprised.  I awake, might I dare say, rather impressed with myself and the rippling waves of creativity I surfed during my shuteye. 
“Honey,” I say, nudging my husband awake. “You would not believe the dream I had.”
He squints at me and yawns.  “Oh yeah? What was it about?”
Suddenly I’m blank. I remember the sensations, one nonsensical scene, maybe two.  “There was a guy, and he had this…um…this….”
“Yeah?”
“Um…wait, it was crazy, so good for a story…” I’m fried.  Perhaps all that brilliance has resulted in a short circuit.  “Never mind.”
“I’m going back to sleep.”

“Me too.”

Hottest Summer Ever! Christmas in July Blog Hop

We've had quite a blistering summer so far. Hot and sweaty isn't always so sexy, no matter what my compadres and I might write. I've been known to wilt a bit under the relentless sun; tongue out, hair plastered to my forehead.  I can't say that the ice cube melting on my neck is for effect.

If I could wish for one thing it would be  for my hunky heroes to come to life and fan me  for hours with ostrich feathers while I sucked grapes from their lips.  Too indulgent?  How about a massage chair? Or a new laptop.  But really I'd wish for time to slow down a bit.  Hot as hell or not, I wouldn't mind a chance to stop and smell the baked asphalt.  The summer is half over and back to school shopping is creeping into my to do list. Before I know it Christmas will be here for real!  

Leave a comment about your Christmas in July wish and enter to win!  There are gifts to be had all around in my MMF menage By Surprise, up for grabs in print.  Enter to win a singed copy of the Etopia Press anthology Surprised by Seduction also featuring stories from authors April Angel and Eden Summers.  

Good Luck!!


Alyssa Turner, By Surprise - Free signed print anthology Surprised by Seduction



Saturday Spankings - Rory's first time...


Here's another taste of Jack's heavy hand from Polished.  Rory and Spencer have no idea what they've asked for.  Good thing Jack knows exactly what he's doing.


With his other wrist secured, Spencer was stretched to the max, making it difficult to keep his balance with his ankles captured in his pants and that pain-in-the-ass cast.
“Fuck, you look amazing,” Jack said. “Don’t you think so, Rory?”
“Mmm-hmm. He does.” Her head cocked to the side as she sized him up. “What are we going to do to him?”
Spencer smirked at her and shook his head. Even he understood that was a mistake.
“First you’re going to get your sweet little ass down from there and bend over the counter while I show you who the fuck is the boss around here.”
Spencer flashed his eyes at Jack as he took off his belt. “Don’t worry. I won’t leave a mark on her, I promise.”
Rory didn’t seem as convinced, yet she lay delicately over the counter without a peep. Jack raked her dress up over her bare ass. He slipped his hand between her thighs. “You cleaned up.”
“I was a mess.”
“Bad girl.” The belt snapped against her skin and she let out a sharp cry. 

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Miss my last Saturday Spankings peek into Polished?  See it here!

Menage for mainstream?

I, for one, would religiously tune into a weekly TV show that focused on a sexy polyamorous relationship. I mean, you would probably be able to set your watch to me sitting expectantly with a glass of wine, my comfy velvet pillow tucked up against me in my chair, my feet propped up, the door closed and my eyes glued. I would never miss it! It could even be a reality show. Ooh that might actually be better than fiction! 

OK, so there was Big Love on HBO, which focused on the polygamous relationship of a rebellious Mormon and his three wives. It was must see TV for me, but mostly for the drama. It wasn't exactly the sexiest thing on cable. Then there are the Mormon reality shows showcasing polygamy; a true sexy-fail! So why not? Why isn't there a sexually charged polyamorous TV show to tantalize our fantastic imaginations? Perhaps we aren't ready yet...but I have a feeling we don't know what we are missing!