About Charley Descoteaux

I write LGBTQ+ Erotic Romance because watching two (or more!) people figure out how to be happy makes me happy too. Every one of them deserves a beautiful love story, and as long as they keep telling them to me, I’ll keep writing them down. It's the only way I've found to convince them to let me sleep.

A cool little snippet…

Hello and welcome to my snippet!

It won’t be long and I’ll be able to share the cover L.C. Chase made for Art House. It’s literally smokin’. The Novel Approach will host my cover reveal on Thursday, 7/19 and I can’t wait! For now, here’s a steamy little snippet that ends on a cool note. It’s NSFW, but not too far over the line. 😉

 

Chase kissed Garrett’s shoulders and started working his way down. “You’re burned.”

“I’m burning, you mean.” Garrett pulled the knot in the rope holding up his shorts and pushed them to the floor. His cock bounced stiffly for a second before Garrett leaned his body against Chase’s. “I want you.”

Chase walked him backward the few steps to the bed closest to the bathroom and took the time to toss the blanket away so they could lie on the cool sheets.

 

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join.

For more about this series, check out the Buchanan House page at Dreamspinner or use this Amazon Universal Link.

 

Have a lovely weekend!

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Another house-centric snippet…

Hello and Happy Pride! Welcome to my snippet!

This week’s will be my last house-centric teaser from the Buchanan House series. Probably. It’s from Art House, Buchanan House: Book Six, which will be out in late August. It can pretty much stand on its own, so I’m going to let it do that.

 

Chase dragged himself down the hidden staircase and followed the aroma of coffee into the kitchen. If it had been a day when Buchanan House was open, the kitchen would have been bustling with activity even at eleven in the morning. On a Wednesday, not so much. Pretty much the only sound came from the laundry room, but the closed door kept it fairly quiet in the kitchen. Chase poured himself coffee, and Paulie gave him a peach scone. Paulie knew he wasn’t much of a breakfast eater, and the fact that he didn’t try to feed him a whole meal made Chase feel calm. Understood. Like he was with family.

 

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join.

To learn more about the book check out the Buchanan House Series page at Dreamspinner or use this Amazon Universal Link.

 

Have a lovely weekend!

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An unseasonable snippet…

Hello and Happy Pride! Welcome to my snippet!

This week’s is another house-centric teaser from the Buchanan House series. Book Five, Holiday Weekend, isn’t part of the main arc, it would’ve been a “.5” if TPTB allowed such a thing anymore. *lol*

This is from Ryan’s POV & he’s much younger than the other MCs in the series so he has a different perspective than they do. Paulie is the husband of the co-owner of Buchanan House, & Ryan’s ex. This is the first time they’re seeing each other since the breakup and it was a surprise on both sides (even though Ryan’s had a three-hour drive to get used to the idea :)).

 

It probably wasn’t a secret that I was uncomfortable even before I got off the bus. I really owed the kids who pulled me through the lobby. They didn’t know it, but they saved me from having to talk to Paulie. Of course I had to see him and his perfect husband almost before I’d even made it through the front door. They were in the lobby to greet everyone, all dressed up in red and white—for Christmas, sure, but do they have to match?—smiling like newlyweds or something. I figured Evan would have warned them, but Paulie still looked a little sucker punched.

 

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join.

To learn more about the book check out the Buchanan House Series page at Dreamspinner or use this Amazon Universal Link.

 

Have a lovely weekend!

onlytherose

A safe snippet?

Hello and welcome to my snippet!

Back again this week with a house-centric snippet, from Safe House, Buchanan House: Book Four. Last time Paulie shared his feelings about the camp, and this week Kyle Shimoda has a slightly different perspective.

 

They came to the north end of the back porch that led up to the second floor. Kyle was in room eight—a room reserved for friends because of the hidden staircase in the bathroom—so they had to walk the entire length of the building to get there. For a second, Kyle was afraid his key wouldn’t work and they’d have to go back down. The keys at Buchanan House were the old-fashioned kind, actual keys and not key cards, and he held his breath as he slipped his into the lock. Maybe it was silly, but the smooth click of the lock giving way sounded like a good omen. Stranger things had happened than for a hookup to lead to something more.

 

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join.

To learn more about the book check out the Buchanan House Series page at Dreamspinner or use this Amazon Universal Link.

 

Have a lovely weekend!

onlytherose

A tiny snippet!

Hello and welcome to my snippet!

Editing and the pretty things for Art House are finished so now all I have to do is wait two whole months to show it all off! The tortures authors bear for our art! *lol*

Oh, one thing I can probably share: Art House, Buchanan House: Book Six will be released on August 21! The cover is really lovely, but more about that later.

In October I started sharing snippets from the series and then got overwhelmed trying to finish up my recovery. The last one was from book two, so here’s something from book three, Tiny House, on the same theme–the ways different characters see the house itself.

 

The sight of Buchanan House never failed to stir Paulie’s emotions. On the one hand, it was a charming old hotel, meticulously restored and cared for by people he loved. On the other, it had stolen Nathan Lucas from Portland and the restaurant where they’d worked together. Two years before, if someone had asked whether Paulie wanted to live in the country, he would’ve laughed at the idea. Outside of Portland, where he’d lived his entire life? More than a weekend just sounded like crazy talk.

 

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join.

To learn more about the book check out the Buchanan House Series page at Dreamspinner or use this Amazon Universal Link.

 

Have a lovely weekend!

onlytherose

A sweet little snippet!

Happy Caturday Snippetteers!

In honor of the galley proof, I’m snippetting from Art House, Buchanan House: Book Six! This is probably the angstiest of the Buchanan House books, which is one reason I still love it even at this stage of edits.

Here’s a little snip from Chase’s POV. I don’t think it needs much of an intro. 😉

“I’ve been missing you.” Chase brought his free hand up to Garrett’s
face. He caressed his soft cheek, drew a fingertip along his jawline, applying
the barest whisper of pressure, hoping he would look up.

Garrett’s lips parted, and he gazed at Chase with a familiar expression
that said “I don’t quite believe it, but don’t stop.” So Chase didn’t stop. He
dipped his head and kissed Garrett’s cheek, his jaw, and left more kisses
trailing to that special spot behind his ear.

 

 

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join. Have a lovely weekend!

Click the graphic to visit the series page at Dreamspinner Press–they’re even on sale for Spring Fling!

 

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A cryptic little snippet…

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Happy Caturday, Snippetteers!

This week I’m continuing the birthday theme with a cagey little snippet from my upcoming Dreamspinner release (under the Descoteaux pseudonym), Art House, Buchanan House: Book Six! The convo is between Garrett, who has the first line, and Paulie.

“Sounds like a plan. Isn’t Christmas your anniversary?”

“Yes, it is.”

“Leave it to you, Paulie, to give other people presents on your anniversary. What’s planned for your birthday?”

“That’s private.”

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join.

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Guest Author: Jackie Keswick!

Today I have a special guest! Jackie Keswick is here to celebrate her latest release! Thanks for visiting, Jackie!

Thank you for inviting me to your blog, Charley. I’m very glad to be here, and I’ve brought my brand new action adventure romance, Undercover Star along with me. The story features a pop star, a detective, and a hunt for an art thief… and it’s set in London and Scotland.

I love setting stories in places where I’ve lived and which I’ve visited. The positive vibes and happy memories I have from those times tend to add colour to the story as I write, whether I remember a holiday cottage where we’ve stayed, a pub that served us a fantastic lunch, or a piece of countryside.

While the plot for Undercover Star came out of the blue, I’ve made use of a few of my favourite locations as settings for Josh and Matisse’s story. When Matisse tells Josh that he’s sat in his car on the seafront in Helensburgh eating pizza while the wind blew like a fury and whipped up the waves in the harbour, then he describes a memory from my very first Scotland trip. On the way from the pizza shop to the car we almost lost the pizza box to the gale, and while we enjoyed a tasty, well-deserved lunch break in our driving holiday, the rain lashed the windscreen and the waves rolled up into impressive white peaks.

Helensburgh is real, of course. Kilbride House, the location for the very exclusive charity gala that requires star credentials to enter, is not. Or rather, it’s not called Kilbride House, and isn’t a gala location.

I came across the inspiration for Kilbride House one very frosty morning when I was walking through London after an early appointment, and spotted an unexpected gap in a street of tall, well-kept Victorian apartment buildings. On closer inspection I found that the gap held a long, ornate fence with an imposing gate, with an ornate garden, and curving drive behind. Right at the end of the drive sat a large, wood-framed house that looked as if it belonged into a different era.

Which, of course, it did. Like Kilbride House, its construction suggested that it had seen the Great Fire of London and lived to tell about it.  I would have loved to see inside, but along with the fence, the house also boasted very visible security. So I resigned myself to gazing through the bars of the gate and imagined the interior in the story.

Of course, no locations were harmed in writing Undercover Star. They’re far too valuable to a writer.  Sometimes, it’s difficult to pick a location to use for a story. At other times, it’s easy. And every now and then, I read a book and decide I have to visit one of the places mentioned.

Which makes me wonder… have you ever picked a day out, or a holiday, based on a location in a story? I’d love to know. 😉

 

Excerpt:

Undercover Star – Helensburgh

By two o’clock they were in Scotland, and the rain arrived shortly after. Josh groaned at the sudden splatter of big droplets across the windscreen. Matisse’s chuckle was soft by comparison, almost swallowed by the sound of the rain. “Welcoming me home, eh? Thank you most kindly.”

“Don’t tell me you’re liking this.”

“Nope. I lo-o-o-ove it,” Matisse singsonged. “Don’t look at me. I love rain. Watching it, smelling it, being out in it. Most of all, I love listening to it. And why not? This is Scotland. We have rain perfected.”

“You’re mad.”

“Just because I like to get wet?”

After the hours spent in close proximity with Matisse, breathing his scent, hearing him talk, and watching those expressive hands on the steering wheel, Josh choked on his reply. Visions of Matisse pinned to smooth tiles crowded his mind. Of moisture-slick hair, and rivulets of warm water running down his finely muscled back and dividing just above the swell of his arse. He shifted to make room in his suddenly extra-tight jeans, and Matisse burst out laughing as if he’d read his mind. Josh’s window wound down with a quiet whirr and drips of cold rain hit his left cheek and neck.

“Mind out of the gutter, Ingram.”

“You started it.”

“I started nothing. That was a totally innocent comment.”

“I’m sure it was.”

Matisse guided the car around Glasgow, over Erskine Bridge, and onto the A82 without looking at a map. The rain grew steadily heavier and the wind picked up as Matisse turned onto the Cardross Road towards Helensburgh. The last week in London had been warm and sunny, as befitted early May. Here, under a blanket of cloud, Josh felt almost winter-cold.

“Where in Helensburgh do we need to be?”

Josh rattled off the address. “It’s off the main road through the town. He dumped the car in the car park by the swimming pool.”

“On the seafront?”

“That’s the one.”

“I remember sitting in this car park in a fierce gale, eating pizza while the rain hammered down,” Matisse told him. The smile in his voice was impossible to miss. “The waves were a sight, but we contemplated taking a boat out.” He shrugged. “Reason prevailed, I’m sure you’re glad to hear.”

“Sounds like you enjoyed growing up here.”

“I did. At times, I miss it like crazy.” He passed the swimming pool and, two hundred yards farther, found a parking space by the side of the road, almost opposite the cul-de-sac Josh wanted to watch. “This good?”

“Pretty damned perfect. If he leaves his house we’re likely to spot him.”

“Does he have a reason to leave?”

“He may have a job.”

“Thieves have jobs?”

“Some of the high-end ones do. It’s excellent cover. One of the first guys Paul and I took down taught physics in secondary school. And I remember hearing about another thief—he took jewels from hotel safes, mostly—who was a long-distance lorry driver. Do you know how tricky it is to connect cases all over Europe, to even realise they all have the same MO?”

“What did the kids say when you arrested the teacher?”

“Trust you….” Josh shook his head. “And I have no idea. We arrested him on a job, not while he was in school.”

“That’s a shame.”

“Why am I getting the impression you’re finding this cool?”

 

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It sounds like the stupidest idea in the history of stupid ideas. Detective Inspector Josh Ingram wants to find a deadly medieval locket and through it, a murderer. So why does his boss decide to team him up with Matisse Vervein, a pop idol many consider just a pretty face… and expect the two of them to hunt down an art thief?

Marissa Godwin, Matisse’s no-nonsense manager, isn’t stupid. Neither is her brother-in-law, Detective Superintendent Tim Montgomery. Each is looking out for a lonely man on the verge of quitting what he does best, and both believe that their charges would make a great team.

The attraction sizzling between Josh and Matisse is hard to miss, but there’s plenty of resentment, too. Focussed on pushing Josh and Matisse towards each other, Marissa and Tim haven’t imagined the kind of trouble a music star and a detective can find when they ditch their prejudices and accept that the attraction between them is mutual. Or how far each is prepared to go to prove it to the other.

A standalone, feel-good romance set in England and Scotland, featuring a reluctant pop star who’s not out, a detective trying his hand at being a bodyguard,  plenty of adventure, and a happy ending.

 

About the Author:

Jackie Keswick was born behind the Iron Curtain with itchy feet, a bent for rocks and a recurring dream of stepping off a bus in the middle of nowhere to go home. She’s worked in a hospital and as the only girl with 52 men on an oil rig, spent a winter in Moscow and a summer in Iceland and finally settled in the country of her dreams with her dream team: a husband, a cat, a tandem, a hammer and a laptop.

Jackie loves unexpected reunions and second chances, and men who don’t follow the rules when those rules are stupid. She blogs about English history and food, has a thing for green eyes, and is a great believer in making up soundtracks for everything, including her characters and the cat.

And she still hasn’t found the place where the bus stops.

For questions and comments, not restricted to green eyes, bus stops, or recipes for traditional English food, you can find Jackie Keswick in all the usual places:

Website: http://www.jackiekeswick.com

Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/ctY9RD

Twitter: https://twitter.com/JackieKeswick

FB: https://www.facebook.com/JackieKeswick

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jackiekeswick/

  • Genre: Contemporary M/M Action Adventure Romance
  • Length: 41,000
  • Publisher: Self-published
  • Release Date: 22nd November 2017

News and a snippet!

Hello and welcome to my snippet!

Last week I said I might have some news soon and this week it’s official–the final installment in the Buchanan House series will be published next summer! If all goes well *knocks wood* Dreamspinner will release Art House in August or September of 2018! I’m super excited about sharing Chase & Garrett’s story. It brings the series back to its beginnings (which is a hint :)), while tying a few things up with a pretty bow. I hope it’s a satisfying finale!

In the meantime I’m going to share snippets from the series. Last week’s was from book one, so here’s something from book two: Pride Weekend (it’s short, hot, and free!). This is a tiny bit longer than 6 sentences for context. I could’ve chosen something shorter but I’m going with a theme here–the ways different characters see the house itself.

 

My suitcase had wheels, but it wouldn’t be rolling on the gravel. Glad I’d packed light—because how many changes of clothes does one man need for three days, even if it is Pride weekend—I carried my things to Buchanan House. Clever. I’d liked the sound of it even before I read the article that practically said it was a gay, landlocked version of The Love Boat.

It didn’t seem grander in person, which was a little surprising considering the pictures online had been almost unassuming. Rustic and homey was more like it—a long, low building with only two floors, surrounded by trees, trees, and more trees. I like the outdoors as much as the next guy, but it was a relief to hear Madonna over the sounds of the ocean when I got close to the open front doors.

 

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join.

Have a lovely weekend!

And if you’re in the Seattle area next weekend join us at Read With Pride NW for a weekend celebrating queer lit!

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Revisiting an old friend…

Hello and welcome to my snippet!

It’s great to be back online, in the world, and living as an adult again! After seven months away, I feel like I have a lot of work ahead of me to catch up. So it might seems strange that my snippet this week is from a book that released in 2015. There’s a reason (I think there’s a reason) and as soon as I can, I’ll spill the details.

 

For now, here’s the introduction of one of my favorite characters of all time: Buchanan House. The camp is on the Central Oregon Coast, and this snippet is from Buchanan House: Book One.

 

The boundaries of the parking lot were framed by large round logs that didn’t appear to be held in place by anything except time.

The long structure hunkered down under the canopy of trees, barely two stories tall. A porch wrapped all the way around the bottom floor. Double entry doors broke up a row of windows across the building’s facade. The grayish wood siding didn’t seem to have been painted since the Summer of Love, but might’ve once been blue. A few slats were missing from the porch railing, giving the building a gap-toothed grin that made Eric shiver.

Thanks for reading!

To find links to more snippets, visit the Rainbow Snippets FB Group. It’s a public group and everyone is welcome to join. Have a lovely weekend!

 

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