Wednesday, June 18, 2014

HOT New Release and TERRIFIC Giveaway

I'm excited to introduce you to talented GLBT author C. Zampa and her exciting book Honor C. Take it away, C!

Since Honor C takes place in the lovely, magical city of San Antonio, Texas, I thought it would be cool to share something that reminds me of the city. Something maybe they’d enjoy on a romantic night out on the San Antonio Riverwalk.

And…since I’d had a recent trip to San Antonio myself, I’m excited to share a new cocktail I discovered at Mad Dogs British Pub on the River Walk. The Dos Equis Michelada. I was hooked. It is my new favorite drink! If you like Bloody Marys, you will love the Michelada.

And…yes! Dos Equis has shared their recipe!

The Dos Equis Michelada
12 oz Dos Equis® Ambar
¼ cup lime juice
½ tsp. Worcestershire sauce
½ tsp. hot sauce
¼ tsp. soy sauce
2 oz. tomato juice
Red pepper flakes or chili powder

Rim a 16-oz. beer mug with lime juice and red pepper flakes. Add ice and pour in a bottle of Dos Equis Ambar. Mix in the remaining ingredients.

And…pssst….The Mad Dog added a few green olives to the drink. Perfectamundo.

Here's a little from my latest release to excite your other tastes while you sip your delicious Michelada. Enjoy!

There were times I thought I would die from the pain of it and times I often hated myself because of the pain it caused for those I loved.
But if I had the chance to go back, to do it over again, would I still have done the same? Yes. Hell, yes.

—Honor Castillo

San Antonio, Texas, 2001


I STARED through the slats of the tree house roof at the porch light shimmering on the leaves. The weathered boards were warm and rough on the soles of my bare feet, and the musty smell of the worn wood soothed me, turned me on.
The little wood sanctuary had hosted some of the best memories of my life. In this secret clubhouse, my buddies and I stashed comic books and Playboy magazines. We sneaked cigarettes, turning our little haven into a sort of juvenile male-only nightclub.

It was here I discovered I didn’t go for the chicas in the nudie magazines but instead lusted for the cocks and tight asses of chulos. One hot summer night a million years ago, on the floor of this little dilapidated tree house—crickets going wild in the dark and lightning bugs glittering in the shadows of the trees—I made out with a boy for the first time.

That boy was Jorge Villagomez.

Thin, pale Jorge, who always seemed to be in frail health. Constantly missing school, in and out of the hospital, never having to participate in gym. The boy who carried a little plastic container filled with his medications in his backpack. Although he never spoke of it, not even to me, the undisputed word—from a kid named Julie something-or-other who knew everything—was that Jorge had a heart condition.

Beautiful, ungodly beautiful Jorge. Somehow his fragility made him all the more divine. Unbearably delicate skin complemented with the shiniest, blackest hair I’d ever seen. But it was his eyes that riveted me. Clear, mystical, startling silvery gray. And in the middle of all those ravishing features was the cutest gap-toothed smile. That tiny flaw lent Jorge a smidgen of ordinariness. It almost made him approachable.

Rich, spoiled Jorge. Hell, even his name dripped with privilege. Jorge Villagomez. His parents—of noble Spanish heritage—were San Antonio society, steeped in culture and money.

Fiery, icy, bossy, bitchy, girly, sweet, adorable Jorge. Sickly as he was, feminine as he was, nobody but nobody ever made fun of him. He never endured the bullying most of the weaker kids did. Something in Jorge defied the teasing. His very spirit double-dog dared anyone to make fun of him.

My Jorge.

What that exquisite creature saw in me, I hadn’t a clue. I figured he got some rich boy’s thrill hanging out in my not-so-affluent neighborhood.

But then I figured if a guy like me was lucky enough to be on the receiving end of Jorge’s libido, I shouldn’t ask questions. I’d just smile and roll around in the sexual glow.

If I lived a hundred years, I’d never forget the day he sashayed into my life.

To read more about Honor C or purchase the book please click a vendor's name:
Dreamspinner Press
All Romance (Are)

And now for the terrific giveaway!
a Rafflecopter giveaway

Here are other sites to read more about C. Zampa and Honor C:
18th: MM Good Books Review

18th: Sloane Taylor

18th: Sue Brown

20th: Three Flynns Website/blog

22nd: Cynthia Sax

24th: Romance Lives Forever Blog

Learn more about C. Zampa on her Blog and Amazon Author page. Stay connected on Twitter and Facebook.

I'll be back Monday. Until then...

Happy Reading!



  1. Sloane, thank you for having me at your lovely blog!!!

    1. You're very welcome, CArol. I hope you post again and soon.:)

  2. Anonymous6:20 PM

    I always thought a michelada would clash with food, but it does sound refreshing...