Today I am so pleased to welcome TC Blue to Joyfully Jay. TC is joining us as part of the Coastal Magic Convention blog tour. She is also talking to us about her upcoming book, Black of Nigh. She has also brought along an exclusive excerpt from the book, as well as a giveaway.  Please join me in giving TC a big welcome!


Heyla, all, and thanks for joining me today on the amazing Joyfully Jay’s blog, where I’m going to tell you about me, my stories, and Coastal Magic! If you’re not familiar with Coastal Magic, but you love romance — more specifically, paranormal romance — you should absolutely check it out! (

coastal magic 16My name is TC Blue, and I write gay romance. It’s been two years since my last full length novel. (Wow, that sounds like I’m at a support meeting, doesn’t it? Heh-heh.) During that time, I’ve had a few “short” stories in the Butt-thology books — Butt Pirates in Space, Butt Ninjas from Hell, Butt Babes in Boyland, Butt Riders on the Range, and coming soon, Butt Villains on Vacation! (Yes, they’re very tongue-in-cheek, no pun intended. Haha!)

I do have a brand new novel releasing soon from Torquere Books, and it’s been a very long time coming. (Did that sound slightly dirty to anyone else? No, just me? Well, allllrighty, then.) It’s called Black of Night and is something of a prequel to my Conventions series, telling the story of two rather mysterious secondary characters.

This new book, Black of Night, is one of my first forays into writing PNR, which brings us back to Coastal Magic. (See what I did there? Oh, yeah, I’m smooth! Heh.)

Coastal Magic is one of my favorite events. I’ve never attended as an author before, but I’ve been at every one of them, aside from last year’s. What it is, is a good time. The focus is primarily on paranormal romance (PNR), which has always been amazing for me because that’s one of the genres I love to read. Hetero (straight) or homo (gay), I love PNR. I love seeing how different authors put their own spin on myth and legend, sometimes turning expectations upside down. And I love all of it. Vampires. Werewolves. Zombies (yes, there really is zombie romance, which is way less squicky than it might seem). Ghosts and witches and the full gamut of Fae beasties. Dragons and demons and shifters, oh my!

At Coastal Magic, I’m like a kid in a candy store with my allowance clutched tightly in my hand, getting big-eyed when the candymakers themselves want to tell me about their confections. Except, you know, with books and authors and stories.

It’s not the biggest event out there, but it’s one of the best I’ve ever attended, and I can’t even begin to tell you guys how excited I am to be an official guest author this time! I mean, I was already looking forward to going, but to be there as an author? Yeah, I’m about as chuffed as chuffed can be.

I’m even more excited (if that’s even possible) that Black of Night will be releasing just in time for the event.

As I said before, it’s a prequel to a series of mine (the Conventions series is also published by Torquere), and in case you can’t tell, I’m in that happy-nervous-anticipating mood about it. It’s a bit different from my previous books, what with the paranormal aspects, but I’m really looking forward to peoples’ reactions, whatever they may be. And I’m thrilled that Coastal Magic will be the first event I’m attending after the release.

Okay, I’m going to stop now, which is a good thing. As anyone who’s met me knows, I can go on and on and on and on and… You get the drift. Haha!

Thanks for hanging out with me today, and just to show my appreciation, how about we do a drawing?

Because I’ve mentioned the Black of Night so many times, and it’s a prequel of sorts to the Conventions series, I think I’d like to offer up the three stories (two novellas and one novel) to one lucky winner — that’s Conventional Wisdom, Conventional Education, and Unconventional — in the winners choice of .pdf, epub, or prc.

And I also think I’m going to give you guys a little, exclusive peek at Black of Night, too.

Many thanks to Jay (who is indeed Joyful) for having me today, and I hope you all have a great day (or night) wherever you may be!


Hell, what the fuck was happening to him? It was bad enough that he’d been so distracted by Rory in the first place, but talking to him like they were friends or something? That was just too bizarre for Matthew to believe. And yet it had happened. He remembered every moment of it. What he’d said, too.

“I’m writing a book?” he muttered to himself, disgusted to the depths of his being with his own words. “Might as well have claimed to be a fucking trapeze artist. And he believed me. Damn.” Rory had, too. He’d been able to see it in the way those green eyes had started shining with what Matthew really hoped wasn’t renewed interest… assuming renewed was the right word when Matthew wasn’t sure the kid’s initial attraction had faded in the first place.

It probably hadn’t, because it had only been slightly more than a day since the not so subtle threat of legal action, and now Matthew had gone and fucked it up.

Maybe Rory wouldn’t read anything into their little talk, though. Maybe the kid would forget all about it and they could go on with business as usual. But Matthew somehow doubted it. Hell, a small part of him even hoped for the return of Rory’s earlier teasing.

The worst, most wrong part of it all was that Matthew actually liked the kid. More since their little chat over coffee. Rory was well spoken and polite, and the things he’d said about a person’s worth being separate from what they did—or had done, Matthew interpreted—were encouraging. Matthew could actually see himself possibly rethinking his position on getting involved with humans at some point down the road. If Rory were the human in question, anyway, and that was just “Wrong,” he groaned.

So very, very wrong. Except… no. He wasn’t ready to think about that yet. Wasn’t going to. There was no way Matthew was prepared to acknowledge that he’d tried to access Rory’s surface thoughts while he’d held that pale hand against the tabletop, because he’d received… nothing. Just the sensation of smooth, hot skin beneath his palm.

No thoughts, no emotions, not even a stray sense of the kid’s psyche lurking just out of reach. Just nothing. It was… unexpected. Disturbing. Enticing.

What would it be like, Matthew wondered, to touch that pale skin, all over. To taste it. To lose himself in the sensation of Rory surrounding him, riding his cock, writhing on and under him, and feel nothing but the pleasures of the flesh? To have no worries that his own mind would be flooded by Rory’s secrets and fears and regrets? To be able to simply enjoy the heat, the undoubtedly overwhelming feeling of that human heart racing faster and faster as Matthew plunged deep… And to know, without a shadow of a doubt, that when he bit the kid—because he would—he wouldn’t have to fight the impulse to end Rory. To end him so the words and images in Rory’s mind wouldn’t drag him down. What would it be like to know that there would be no such need, no fear of Matthew losing himself to Rory’s mind?

Jareth had told him, that night so long ago, that the deep memories held by humans—the things having sex with them made his and Matthew’s kind unknowingly share—weren’t so horrible to the humans in question. That those things were familiar to each one and because they colored and edited their own pasts, their own experiences, they were able to cope and ignore and pretend to forget.

To their kind, Jareth had said, meaning to himself and Matthew and the rest, those things took on a different hue. Infected them, to some degree. All humans had some darkness inside. They simply weren’t able to embrace it, and that separation between what humans chose to believe of themselves and what Matthew’s kind saw and knew to be the truth was what led to the draining, no matter that it wasn’t intentional most times.

It had taken centuries of trying for Jareth to learn to separate his rational mind from the kill-impulse, and Matthew hadn’t been around anything like long enough to make that sort of effort. Hadn’t cared to bother in the years he’d had, either, though Jareth had tried to warn him that some day Matthew would miss the warmth, the heat and energy of humans, enough that he’d want to. Matthew hadn’t believed it then, but he was finally afraid Jareth might have been right. He’d never heard of a human who couldn’t be accessed, but that was a concern for later because he turned onto his street, feet moving quickly on the sidewalk as he tried to hold himself to a reasonable pace no matter how badly he wanted to be inside, out of the sun that was starting to make his skin itch abominably.


TC BlueContrary to popular opinion, TC Blue was not raised by wolves. Nor did she spring, fully formed, from the forehead of a god, instead entering the world in the usual manner.

A true jack of all trades and master of none (otherwise known as flighty and unable to make a decision and stick with it), she currently resides near the east coast where she does her best to avoid politics and religions as a general rule.

TC can usually be found sitting in front of her computer, trying to wrangle rabid and numerous plot bunnies, though her muses insist that she not be too hard on the poor little fluffy things. (Poor little fluffy things with sharp teeth and claws, but whatever. Muses don’t seem to care much about the possible bloodshed if the bunnies think TC’s not writing quickly enough.)

One thing sure to calm the bunnies is hearing from readers, so please feel free to contact TC at or stalk her: on Twitter — @tc_blue. On Facebook — T.C. Blue.


TC is giving away the three stories related to Black as Night (two novellas and one novel) to one lucky winner — that’s Conventional Wisdom, Conventional Education, and Unconventional — in the winners choice of .pdf, epub, or prc. Just leave a comment at the end of the post to enter. The contest ends on Friday, December 4th at 11:59 pm EST.

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