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December 8, 2010

Blue Heaven by Jadette Paige

Filed under: New Release — dangerouslysexy @ 04:00
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Today is one I’ve looked forward to since Siren Publishing contracted my m/m alternate fantasy novel, Blue Heaven! Yes, today is my release day.

Blue Heaven came into being from a writing challenge at a critique group I was member of a couple of years ago. The challenge was to write a scene that had a song in it and to use a picture assigned to you. I ended up with a painting of a knight and lady. The song was my choice.

The images of the story began to come together and I completed the challenge. Since I considered the challenge as an exercise in writing, I put the story aside. Then, like a nagging toothache refusing to go away, Blue and Stryver started tapping me on the shoulder until I wrote their story. I mean, how many naked torsos…clears throat…among other body parts can a woman take until she gives in. And so, Blue Heaven was born. I hope everyone who reads it will love it as much as I loved writing about those two guys.


Take him from Heaven’s Seat. Bring him to me. We will protect his sacred head.

Stryver Zorti’s mission appears simple. Kidnap the Godchild and deliver him to his master. But with the first meeting of the holy man’s azure gaze, desire surges in him to strip bare the God and touch the man within.

Worshiped all his life, the Godchild is shocked by the stranger who dares lay hands on him, even if it is to save him from assassins. With a different name given by his new ally, Blue is freed from the constraints of the holy order for the first time. He revels in the extraordinary experiences opening to him, then in the passion that sparks between him and the hard-edged, oddly gentle Stryver.

But a god does not love, and if discovered, their precarious utopia will shatter, destroying any chance for a future together–that is, if the assassins don’t kill them first.

Adult Excerpt:

“Lie down. I’ll wash you,” he told Stryver. A knot formed at the base of his throat, and his blood pounded in his veins with the offer. What would his lover think? Too forward? Below his level as Godchild? Would Stryver reject him again? He wasn’t sure. He’d grown so much in every aspect of his life during the short amount of time with Stryver. This man, once a stranger but no longer, had shown Blue a bright, new world. Now, all he wanted was to run his hands over Stryver’s smooth skin, but he refused to go any further than bathing him.

Too many times in this life, Blue’s wishes had been set aside, considered not good for his growth. Disappointment was normal. He never wanted to experience that bitter taste again.

Stryver stopped at the edge of the bed. With a shake of his head, he said, “No.” Another shake sent his hair sliding over his brow.

Blue froze. This new refusal lashed out at him, and he bled invisible drops, glistening red, straight from his heart.

Careful, he shifted and asked, “No, what?” He moved to where a bucket had been left along the wall at the edge of the bracketed bed, clasping his hands together so as not to reveal his trembling.

Stryver faced him. “Let me bathe you.”

Blue shied away from the hand he’d lifted.

Heart pounding, breaths growing harder to pull in and out, Blue clenched his hands harder. Once sure he could control his voice, he lifted his gaze and met Stryver’s. Did he not realize how much he meant to him? “I want to do this. Have to. You didn’t let me touch you last night. I have—”

Stryver grabbed his shoulders and jerked him against his chest. His lips found Blue’s. Without thinking, Blue opened his mouth to the larger man’s tongue, allowing him to pillage inside. Blue tangled his fingers into Stryver’s vest and held on while his world tilted.

They broke apart. His chest hurt from trying to drag in enough air. “Wait.”

Tilting his head, Stryver dipped close to his lips again.

Blue pressed his palms to the hard wall of his chest. “Wait. It’s my turn now.”

Chuckles vibrated under his hands. Heated air coasted over his cheek. Stryver’s hold grew tighter. Obviously, Stryver had decided not to pay attention. Blue twisted under his arm, pulling it across the front of his body, and flipped the larger man over his shoulder. Stryver landed with a thump in the middle of the cot.

Blue wasn’t sure who was more surprised—he or Stryver.

Slow, sexily, a half smile tugged up the corners of his lover’s mouth.

Blue’s heart melted. “Did I hurt you?”

“No. Where did that come from?”

“I told you. It’s my turn to touch you.”

Stretching out, Stryver clasped his hands behind his head. “Be my guest.”

Slowly, carefully, Blue crawled onto the cot and straddled his hips. With one finger, he traced a trail down the center of Stryver’s chest, ending at his belly button. His tanned skin tempted Blue with an unending need to run his hands over him. He glanced up and met his observant, hot gaze. The smile on his lips had relaxed a bit.

Blue followed the rim of his belly button around, once, twice. He watched the movement. Below Blue, Stryver hardened against his own erection. Blue’s breath caught, and he had difficulty concentrating. Laying his palms flat, he slid them along Stryver’s sides.

Stryver twitched. Blue shifted farther, and the larger man burst out laughing, twisting to one side.

“Sorry. Tickles,” his lover choked out.

Surprised, Blue leaned over him. “Tickles? You, the strong and mighty warrior? Ticklish?”

He’d tell him later how sorry he was, but the enticing chance to enjoy this moment overcame all other thought. Blue curled his fingertips into Stryver’s sides.

The larger man jerked, his body rising off the cot in an attempt to escape. He reached to grab Blue’s hands, but Blue moved faster.

Laughter exploded out of Stryver. Between gasps of air, he begged, “Stop. Enough.”

Blue’s own laugh echoed his. His heart sang with joy. He shook his head. “No.”

They struggled on the cot in a mock battle, each trying to overcome the other with playful touches. The ropes holding the mattress in the wooden frame groaned under them. After several minutes, Stryver pinned Blue on his right side, his hands gripped between both of his and held above his head. Panting, Blue tugged one more time, but not seriously trying to escape. The ship rode a wave and came down, giving him the sense of floating in Stryver’s arms with nothing to anchor them to the world. Silently, he wished this would never end.

Husky, low, Stryver spoke against the side of his head. “Benevolence, Blue.” Warm breath glided over his ear, sending tingles down his neck.

Eyes half opened, Blue stared at the line of his neck. “For you? There are others who need mercy more.”

“But they’re not your lover.”

Blue grinned against Stryver’s throat. His whiskers scratched at Blue’s lips. The tiny pricks added to the sweet vibrations drumming in his lower body. “No. Very well. Mercy.”

Stryver dipped his mouth and covered his, releasing his wrists to grasp the sides of his head. Blue opened under his assault. Strong, lean fingers massaged his scalp. Warm, delicious sensations spiraled through him. Stryver’s erection prodded his belly.

Remembered pleasure from last night added to the new promise of ecstasy flowing in him. Blue slipped his hand between them and into the front of his lover’s waistband. Stryver trembled under his touch. The larger man threw his head back as he pulled air between his clenched teeth.

Stryver managed to mutter. “Not fair. You’re…uhn…cheating.”

Wrapping his fingers around his hard length, Blue shifted closer and pressed his mouth against the pulse in his neck. “Yes, fair. You did the same to me last night.”

He applied pressure. Stryver released a groan.

“Move like this.” His lover unlaced his pants and set his hand over the back of Blue’s hand, teaching him the rhythm.

Stryver’s breathing rumbled in his chest with each stroke. Blue matched the movements with thrusts from his groin, riding Stryver’s side.

“Where the hell is the coconut oil?”

A gasping laugh escaped Blue. “By your head, on the floor.”

“Don’t stop,” he muttered between his clenched teeth. He lowered one arm behind him onto the floor. “Damn, where the fuck is it?”

“Turn,” Blue managed to say between quick nips on his neck.

Stryver rolled onto his back with Blue half over him. “Got it.”

Blue missed a stroke.

He moaned. “Keep moving.”

The cork flew across the room. Gurgles came from the shell. His hands, hot and slick, eased under Blue’s pants, slipping them lower.

Blue wiggled. The material ripped. Stryver muttered an apology. Blue choked, lost between the hilarity of the situation and his need to have Stryver inside him.

Humor faded with the first swipe of his lover’s hand on the back of his thighs. His breath caught in his throat. The scent of coconut rose from his movements. Strong fingers rubbed and stroked over his butt, sliding into the crease and inside him. Warmth spiraled out of control between his legs with the increased pressure. Blue’s body opened for Stryver’s incredible touch. His pants slid off under his lover’s skilled hand.

Stryver grasped Blue’s hips and pulled him astride his body. Aiding his lover, Blue helped guide him to his entrance. Unhurried, careful, Stryver eased inside him.

Buy link for Blue Heaven


  1. Congratulations, Jadette! Oohhh sounds delicious!

    Comment by Jan Springer — December 8, 2010 @ 06:21 | Reply

  2. Judy/Jadette, you have a winner here. Blue Heaven is an imaginative and unique erotic fantasy — not to mention hot. Stryver and Blue are great characters and you really do them justice. Congrats on its release and wishing you lots and lots of sales.

    Comment by practicalkatz — December 8, 2010 @ 08:19 | Reply

  3. Aww, thanks Ali! Blue Heaven means a lot to me. I feel like I grew along with Blue.

    Comment by Jadette Paige — December 8, 2010 @ 08:35 | Reply

  4. Happy release day. This sounds like a fantastic story.

    Comment by Lauren Fraser — December 8, 2010 @ 11:10 | Reply

  5. Wow, fantastic cover. The excerpts spectacular. I can’t wait to read this one. Congrats on the release. I’m sure you have a winner.

    Comment by Lorrie Struiff — December 8, 2010 @ 12:43 | Reply

  6. Smiling here my love. Remember the challenge … your fan and friend…
    Zara P

    Comment by Penny Azar — December 8, 2010 @ 20:51 | Reply

    • Runs and tackles Penny!!! Yep, it was a great challenge!! I still remember yours too. Thanks so much for stopping by! oxoxoxoxox

      Comment by Jadette — December 9, 2010 @ 03:13 | Reply

  7. So cool this is out!! Congrats!

    Comment by Ellie Writes Too — December 9, 2010 @ 08:39 | Reply

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