Category: Fangsters by Ryan Field

Riverdale Avenue Books; Naked Selfies of a Good Christian Vlogger; Ass Naked Millionaire Pranks Pedestrians

Riverdale Avenue Books

One of things I’m going to work harder at this year is shouting out small presses, especially e-presses. It’s not easy to run any small business these days and I have a lot of respect for anyone running any small press. It’s hard work.

So here’s a link to a small press in New York that I’ve worked with, Riverdale Avenue Books. I have nothing but positive things to say and I enjoy working with them. The pace is even, the final product is something I love, and they release many different types of books in e-book or paperback.

Riverdale is an award winning, innovative hybrid publisher at the leading edge of the changes in the publishing industry.  We publish e-books, print, and audio books weekly under eight imprints: Riverdale Pop, pop culture titles; Riverdale/Magnus Books, the award-winning imprint  of LGBT titles; Riverdale Dagger, a mystery thriller imprint, Riverdale HSF, a horror, science fiction and fantasy line; Riverdale Truth, an erotic memoir line; Riverdale Desire, an erotica and erotic romance imprint, Riverdale Sports, a sports imprint and Riverdale Gaming, a gaming line. Started in 2011 by industry veteran Lori Perkins, Riverdale is a full service publisher, with a foreign rights and film agency department. Visit us at

It’s owned by…

Lori Perkins , Publisher, has worked in the publishing industry for more than 25 years as a journalist, editor, author, and literary agent. Originally a journalist who owned a newspaper in Manhattan, Perkins has been a literary agent for two decades, with 8 titles on the NewYork Times best seller list. She was awarded the Outstanding Achievement as an Author Representative from Romantic Times Magazine as well as The Agent of the Year Award from the Romance Writers of America’s NYC chapter. Perkins wrote The Insider’s Guide to Getting an Agent (Writers Digest Books), has edited twenty erotica anthologies and more than 100 erotic novels, as well as published erotica under a pseudonym. She has taught writing and editing as an adjunct professor at NYU’s Center for Publishing for two decades. She can be reached at 

You can check it out at the link above. Lori Perkins has been dubbed the “Fairy Godmother of Writers” because she’s given so many writers a chance to get published. And it’s true. She did that for me once.

Here’s my author page at Riverdale.

You can buy books directly from them instead of using a third party. When you do that it helps small presses and authors, not to mention giving jobs to editors, cover artists, and tech people. And if gives Amazon a little competition, which they need.

Naked Selfies of a Good Christian Vlogger

I know that sounds like big time clickbait, but it’s a true story and one I thought shouldn’t be missed.

A Christian vlogger who has some kind of online web show with his wife that has a HUGE following wound up having an online affair, and this is his statement:

“It was actually nearly a year ago, someone reached out to me-sent me some pictures and stuff–a girl-and I, instead of blocking her and moving on-decided to flirt with the idea of responding and basically had an online affair for like 5 months…This went on in the beginning of May and I told Brittney, I felt terrible-I knew what I was doing was wrong. I wasn’t even looking for this-something just fell into my lap (no pun intended) and instead of ignoring it-I fell into it and it just spiraled out of control. I felt terrible, I said I have an amazing family, I have an amazing wife and I ended it with this girl-and ever since then we’ve been in counseling…”

You can read more about that here. I don’t know what to say. I didn’t even know you could have an “online affair” up until a few years ago and I’m a gay sinner according to most far right Christians.

Ass Naked Millionaire Guy Pranks Pedestrians

There’s this guy (I’m not sure what city this is) who has so much money he’s not sure what to do with  his spare time so he goes around pranking people on the street. If I were reviewing the video I would call it a show of exhibitionism and really bad taste. 

All those age-old adages like “appearances can be deceiving” and “you can’t judge a book by its cover” get a workout in a new video that features a seemingly homeless man clad only in a dirty bathrobe asking strangers on the sidewalk to loan their cellphones so he can make a quick call. Imagine their surprise when the person he calls is the fancy white-gloved chauffeur of his sleek black Rolls Royce and the homeless dude drops his robe to reveal his sexy thong-clad booty. It’s all in the spirit of human kindness.

You can read more here and there’s a video.  It is naked fun and I love naked fun, but this one sounds a little creepy to me. The article says he’s pretending to be “homeless.” If he wasn’t a millionaire and if he really was homeless and he went around flashing his big square shaped middle aged ass this way on the street I wonder how long it would take before he got arrested. Most of the comments seem to agree with me. 

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Jamie Dornan’s Bag of Grapes; Stephen Fry’s Gay Marriage; Ab Fab Movie; Bradley Cooper Shaves His Body

Jamie Dornan’s Bag of Grapes

For anyone who doesn’t know, Jamie Dornan snagged the lead in the film adaptation of mega book, Fifty Shades of Grey. He’s obviously promoting the movie, as he should in this case, with sexual innuendo. I posted a great deal about this at the time they were casting lead roles because so many fans of the book wanted Matt Bomer to play the lead…if you do a simple search here on the blog, above, you’ll see a lot more. It’s not worth linking to now. He got the part and it is what it is.

In any event, Dornan and a few other celebrities discuss how they deal with doing sex scenes in films in this article. And some of their comments and references are actually kind of funny…from their own POV…and some are kind of, well, dumb.

Dornan was funny:

Your dignity is intact as much as it’s all tucked away in a little flesh-coloured bag… As a guy you put all your essentials in a little bag and you tie it up like a little bag of grapes and it’s tucked away.

Daniel Radcliffe, as always, was stupid:

I was talked through it by the director [John Krokidas]. He would be telling me what I would be feeling in each take. Basically, gay sex, especially for the first time, is really fucking painful. And he said that he had never seen that portrayed accurately on film before. He wanted it to look like an authentic loss of virginity.

It seems that even though Radcliffe was willing to play gayface, and get paid well for doing gayface, he just never actually got the hang of commenting on gay related topics. First, gay sex (even the first time) is only painful in certain cases. Second, I guess Radcliffe assumes that straight sex for many women isn’t “fucking” painful for the first time. He might have been joking about this, but I still can’t forget what he said previously about playing a gay role.  And, Kill Your Darlings was about as interesting as watching Donald Trump’s The Apprentice.

Anna Paquin, as always, was eloquent and dignified:

Maybe it should be weird, simulating sex with your husband in front of people? But it’s really not. When it’s a love scene with someone you actually love, there’s no feeling like, ‘Can I touch him here? Can I touch him there?’ You know what your boundaries are — or what they aren’t, I suppose.

There are more here.  

Stephen Fry’s Gay Marriage

Stephen Fry recently announced his upcoming marriage to a guy named Elliot Spencer. Fry is 57 years old and Spencer is 27.

The age-gapped couple met sometime over the summer, and while they were hoping to keep the news private, they aren’t about to let a little publicity rain on their parade.

“Oh. It looks as though a certain cat is out of a certain bag. I’m very very happy of course but had hoped for a private wedding. Fat chance!,” Fry tweeted, adding, “Thank you all SO much for your kind congratulations. Deeply touched xxx.”

Although 30 years is a bit of a gap, it’s not the first time I’ve seen gay long term relationships with wide gaps. In fact, Tony and I had two very best friends who were twenty years apart. They were together for over forty years, and when the older one died in his 80’s the younger one, in his 60’s at the time, died a year after him. I could list many other personal friendships I’ve had with similar circumstances. It’s really not uncommon, and usually works out well for some reason.

You can read the rest here.  

Ab Fab Movie

There’s talk of an Ab Fab movie coming soon, and this time it comes right from the main source.

Jennifer Saunders, 56, has announced that an Ab Fab feature is most certainly happening in 2015.

Saunders, who also plays mother-of-the-century and PR diva extraordinaire Edina in the show, has finished writing a script for a movie that has apparently been in the works since the series first went off the air in 1995.

She told the Sunday People, “I’ve finished the first draft. I’m feeling euphoric. My proper New Year’s resolution is to do the film, otherwise it’ll be a pointless year of procrastination.”

20 years is a long time in the making and it makes me wonder WTF they’ve been doing all this time. Frankly, I’d be happy with a few more follow up episodes. You can read the rest here.  

Bradley Cooper Shaves His Body

This link will lead you to one of those multi-linked articles with tons of information, however, there’s a photo of Bradley Cooper practically naked. I saw it earlier today on Twitter and knew it was only a matter of time before it started making the rounds. Cooper posed nude for W Magazine and it’s an interesting photo for many reasons.

Some have been more than critical:

Why is this happening to us?? Typically-hirsute and tan Bradley Cooper, who’s currently starring in American Sniper on movie screens and The Elephant Man on Broadway, appears pale and completely smooth for a Fellini-meets-Hockney-inspired photo shoot for W magazine. Please let this be a bad dream.

I think Cooper looks pretty damn good, and for once it’s a tasteful nude photo. Although, the comments seem to prove that gay men prefer Bradley Cooper bigger and hairier. I’ll take him any way I can get him 🙂

You can see it here. 


Fangsters on Sale Saturday; Kevin Fletcher on Gay Fans; March For Marriage Dismal

Fangsters on Sale Saturday, my own personal favorite outlet for buying e-books, is having a summer sale, and tomorrow my book, Fangsters will be on sale at 50% off.

Here’s the link to the Fangsters page on Allromance.

Here’s the blurb:

At a glance, Anton Pagano looks and sounds just like any other twenty-something. He lives in a mansion in northern New Jersey with his mom and dad, and he’s never had to worry about anything other than his wardrobe, his latest new car, and the secret love affair he’s been having for years. However, Anton has more than just the love affair to hide: he belongs to a Sicilian vampire mobster clan that migrated to New Jersey in the late 1800s.

 When Anton’s dad, the head of their clan, decides it’s time for Anton and his vampire cousin Digger to get into the “family business,” Anton’s not all that excited about it. Until he meets a sweet, young human named Leo on his first night at work. They wind up spending the rest of the night together, but things get even more complicated when they bring Anton’s secret vampire lover into the picture a few weeks later.

 After a bloody battle with werewolves, and the beginning of what Anton predicts will be an all-out war between two vampire mob clans in New Jersey, Anton and his secret vampire lover decide it’s time to consider turning Leo into a vampire so all three of them can be together for eternity. But thanks to fate, nothing is as simple as it looks, and they wind up doing the one thing they ever wanted to do to Leo as a last resort.

I’m putting up a short excerpt below that’s never been published, and I’ll try to post more tomorrow. If you do a simple search for the book on Allromance tomorrow just use the title “Fangsters.” That’s how I got it. I don’t have any special access to these things. I get my own books the same way readers do. Allromance has a sensitive search feature and you have to be that specific with all books there.

Kevin Fletcher on Gay Fans

Fletcher is an actor on a UK soap, Emmerdale, that I’ve never seen. He’s been playing the part of Andy Sugden since most of us were kids and he recently commented on the way gay fans react to him on social media. I have a few thoughts on this topic myself because I’ve seen it happen with other male celebrities and it often makes me wonder about the double standards. Fletcher seems to take it all in his stride, though.

‘Most of my saucy comments are from gay guys. Some of them are pretty explicit in the things they say, especially on Twitter,’ the actor told The Sun this week.

‘There are some fan pages for gay men, who send the most crazy stuff. It’s funny. I’ve had women telling me I’m bloody gorgeous but I haven’t had any kinky pictures. Everything’s been quite tame… from the women!’

First, I follow a few male celebrities myself, one of whom is Trevor Donovan. From what I’ve seen, he gets as many “saucy” comments from women fans as he does from gay men. Like Fletcher, Donovan takes it in his stride and he jokes around about it. He’s good sport.

But I think it’s important to realize the fact that men like Trevor Donovan and Kevin Fletcher are also human beings. And the comments I’ve seen certain people make about them would be considered misogynistic if they were made about a woman…if not downright rude. And they come from women and gay men. At least from what I’ve personally witnessed and I’m on social media all the time.

More here about Fletcher. 

March For Marriage Dismal

According to all pieces I’ve read, the National Organization of Marriage’s (NOM) annual “March For Marriage” in Washington this week was dismal at best. I’ve read there weren’t huge crowds, at least not as large as NOM would lead people to believe. And the general theme of the event was about as interesting as spending a Friday night with Rick Santorum.

Today, a handful of people favoring the preservation of an abstract institution over the quality of actual human lives took to the west lawn of the U.S. Capitol for the March for Marriage, which was organized by the hate group the National Organization for Marriage. Usual suspects like Rick Santorum and Mike Huckabee showed up to spout the usual rhetoric: ensuring that gay people can’t get married is about love not hate, kids need a mother and a father, people need the religious freedom to discriminate against whomever they arbitrarily choose, and gay people are bullies for fighting back at the o.g. bullies who go out of their way to interfere with and cast judgement on their lives. There was also the repeated claim that gay marriage has never been enacted by popular vote, which is just bullshit. Shocking that the “traditional marriage” crowd would resort to lies to keep people persuaded.

You can read more here. This isn’t the only place where I’ve read the turnout was far less than what the people who hate to see gay people have equal rights had anticipated.

According to all polls, public opinion is shifting in favor of quality for gays. And that’s really what this is all about: equality and basic civil rights. The same equality that allows Mike Huckabee and Rick Santorum the right to worship as they wish and to march against gay marriage.

I’m actually very personally disappointed in Huckabee. I think Santorum is a fake who will do anything to advance his floundering political career. But I had more faith in Mick Huckabee and I’m actually hoping that he eventually changes his opinion. It’s happened before with other conservatives.  Former President Bush…the father…supported a same sex wedding in Maine last year. Being gay is NOT exclusive to one particular political party.

Excerpt: Fangsters by Ryan Field

Once again, this is a raw version, before edits, but the final book is no different in content.

Digger sat back in his seat and pouted, as if Anton had punished him for something naughty. Not long after that, they exited the Parkway and drove to a dark road at the edge of Atlantic City where the only signs of life were a few dark homes and a small unkempt strip mall that had a tanning salon, a convenient store, a barber, and a bakery. It seemed like an odd place for a meeting, even for Edwin von Sutton. These Pine Barren vampires were so low end.

            Anton parked in a head on space in front of the tanning salon and they exchanged a quick glance.

            “Are you sure this is the right place?” Digger asked. “I’m not sure I want to even go into a tanning salon.” The UV rays from tanning beds could be just as fatal to vampires as the natural sunlight. Digger could be irresponsible, but he wasn’t a complete fool. “Remember what happened to Nicky Pelora and that broad a few years ago.” Nicky Pelora had been one of the vampires in their clan, a hot lanky young guy who liked pussy as much as Digger liked dick. Nicky had been seeing a woman who worked at a tanning salon. One night after the salon had closed and they thought they were alone, they went into a tanning booth and climbed into a tanning bed naked. While they were screwing around, at the exact moment Nicky entered her, the owner of the salon came in to tan unexpectedly and he turned on the tanning bed with the computer at the front desk. The owner had no idea anyone else was in there, until the tanning bed switched on and the young girl started screaming. The owner found her naked in the tanning bed, without a trace of Nicky Pelora anywhere to be found. Nicky had turned to dust and disappeared while they’d been fucking. The girl had no idea what had happened or where he’d gone. And when she tried to explain all this, everyone thought she’d lost her mind and they put her in a mental hospital. She’d been there ever since.

            Anton checked the address again and said, “This is the place. Maybe von Sutton owns tanning salons? Nothing would surprise me with this clan down here. I feel like I’m at the end of the world.” He felt uncomfortable about this; his dad hadn’t mentioned anything about tanning salons. “Maybe I should call my dad and see what he thinks.”

            Digger opened the door and said, “Fuck that. Let’s just go in and see what’s up. If you call Angelo now he’ll think we can’t handle the job and we’ll both wind up looking like idiots.”

            Anton knew he’d made a good point, so he climbed out of the car and followed Digger to the entrance of the tanning salon. Though most of the lights were out and there was a “Closed” sign hanging in the window, they found the front door unlocked and entered with caution. It smelled of sweet tanning lotion and other fresh hells that made them both cover their noses at the same time. The hot pink walls screamed bad taste, the floors had been covered in dark gray industrial carpet, and the plastic palm trees in every corner insulted Anton to the point of hurting his stomach. When Anton glanced at the walls, he saw posters of attractive humans in bathing suits, lying around on beaches with white sand, smiling as if they didn’t have a care in the world. Even when he’d been a human, Anton had never understood the need to burn and darken his skin in the sun.

            They walked slowly to the middle of the reception area and a voice from somewhere in the back said, “I’m back here. Turn left and I’m at the end of the hall.”

            It didn’t sound like Edwin von Sutton. Anton had never met him, but he’d heard von Sutton had a thick German accent. The voice he’d just heard sounded young, and the accent was not German. “We’re here to see Edwin von Sutton,” Anton said. He didn’t want to go back in case this was some kind of a trap.

            “I’m here in his place,” said the voice. “He couldn’t make it tonight. I’m all alone back here and I’ve been waiting for you.”

            Digger said, “We can’t just stand here. We have to go back.” Then he took a step forward and started walking to the back of the tanning salon before Anton had a chance to stop him.

            Anton would have made whoever was back there come out front. But Digger had already gone back and Anton followed him, glancing into the dark small tanning booths he passed, checking to see there was no one hiding behind a door. He tried to breathe through his mouth because the sickening sweet aroma of cheap tanning lotions made him light-headed.

            At the end of the long dark hallway, they found a thick metal door ajar and saw a small light shining inside what appeared to be some kind of a storage room with a concrete floor and cinderblock walls. When they entered, they found a handsome young man sitting on one of those old fashioned gun metal desks that had once been so popular in schools and police stations. The young man had blond hair and wore faded jeans and a black T-shirt. His legs dangled from the edge of the desk and he was tapping the heel of his heavy black boot against the metal desk with an even beat.

            The moment Digger saw him, he squared his back and started to swagger in that fake-cool way that suggested he wanted to show this guy he was tougher and wouldn’t be intimidated. He walked up to the guy and said, “What the fuck, man? Where’s the fucking German?”

            Anton took a deep breath. He smiled at the guy and said, “You’ll have to excuse my cousin. He’s not very politically correct. He doesn’t mean to be offensive.” Digger had been around the older Italian vampires for so long he’d acquired their generational knack of always having to label people by their nationalities. The plumber was the “Pollock,” the baker was the “Jew,” and the guy who owned the dry cleaning store was always referred to as the “Chinaman.” In most cases, though not politically correct, no one meant any harm. But Anton would never have been this crude…or racist…and he felt the need to apologize for Digger.

            The guy smiled. “No offense taken, buddy. I’m cool. My name is Craig and I know who you are already.” He spoke with a soft even tone, almost too soft and even for Anton’s taste, as if he were about to pounce on them. The one thing that relieved Anton was he knew the guy wasn’t a vampire. But he wasn’t completely human either. He had an edge Anton couldn’t describe right away.