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Which of your novels can you imagine being made into a movie?
This has to be my first and most popular book, Mistela. It took me more than a year to write and perfect this book, and gees, my brain ached during that year! I have since written fourteen books, and I am equally emotionally attached to all of them, but…Mistela? That book will always hold a special place in my head and heart. That’s where it all began, and I think it would translate perfectly from words to the big screen. I live in hope that it will happen one day.
Complete this sentence for me. Writing is...
First and foremost a crazy experience, and one you have to be absolutely determined to pursue and succeed in! I sent my first book to about 40 publishers and literary agents and got turned down by all of them. I had balls and guts at the time and I refused to accept their judgment and decision so I kept on trying. Then I struck gold with eXtasy Books who specialize in the type of genre that I write in (MM romance). Fourteen books later it is now a question of when the fingers connect with the mind. I plan things—plots, stories, etcetera, in my head, but when the fingers take over something else comes out. (Chuckles) I can’t complain though. I think my subconscious takes over and I am always happy when it does. I go into a "zone’ when I’m writing and I have to be in that zone or I write a load of… Being a writer is not easy, but I love it, and I don’t have to do it for financial reasons. I do it for the love of being given the opportunity to be creative and express my inner being and thoughts. I get so much joy and satisfaction from it, and I hope you all will when you read my books.
First and foremost a crazy experience, and one you have to be absolutely determined to pursue and succeed in! I sent my first book to about 40 publishers and literary agents and got turned down by all of them. I had balls and guts at the time and I refused to accept their judgment and decision so I kept on trying. Then I struck gold with eXtasy Books who specialize in the type of genre that I write in (MM romance). Fourteen books later it is now a question of when the fingers connect with the mind. I plan things—plots, stories, etcetera, in my head, but when the fingers take over something else comes out. (Chuckles) I can’t complain though. I think my subconscious takes over and I am always happy when it does. I go into a "zone’ when I’m writing and I have to be in that zone or I write a load of… Being a writer is not easy, but I love it, and I don’t have to do it for financial reasons. I do it for the love of being given the opportunity to be creative and express my inner being and thoughts. I get so much joy and satisfaction from it, and I hope you all will when you read my books.
Mistela
Men
in Love and at War Book 1
by
LJ Collins
Genre:
M/M Paranormal Romantic Suspense
When
the cruise ship Luke Ganes is working on sinks off the coast of South
America, he thinks he has met his watery grave. Regaining
consciousness, he finds himself in a different world that defies the
laws of both nature and gravity. With the help of his saviour,
Girufu, he slowly comes to terms with his new environment and learns
to love his new home, Mistela. When he hears about the evil Taronas
and their quest to slay the Pescamans, he develops a plan to save his
newfound friends from their brutal attacks. As time passes, Girufu
proves to Luke he is the lover Luke has always been looking for. But
when Girufu pushes Luke to the limits of his sexuality, he panics and
begins a desperate journey, seeking a way back to Earth. His
arch-rival Janus convinces him he can help. Only love and a cunning
plan can save him from certain death.
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Book 1 – Mistela Excerpt
Luke had died and gone to Heaven. A silver-white planet hung in the mocha-violet sky like Earth’s moon—but this had to be Heaven’s sun, because the blistering light made him squint. Its heat was strong like a man’s touch. Bubbly champagne waves crept up the shore, and a thousand glistening fairies danced their way back to the calming sea where silver angels floated effortlessly on the surface. Luke had to examine the tall arching palm trees that adorned the shoreline more closely. Their leaves! They pointed up, as if the world had been turned upside down. Was that Heaven? Was it a world of opposites, where there was a moon for the sun, champagne for the salty ocean water and leaves that ran from the sand? He closed his eyes to a spinning darkness and it frightened him—as if he’d slipped into a bad dream.
Like smelling salts, gardenia mixed with magnolia filled his nose and his eyes shot wide open again. Nothing had changed. He was still in an upside down world. The waterfall behind him confirmed it. Upon closer inspection he noticed it was travelling upward. As he squinted to focus more closely, he saw a lake floating above the waterfall, seemingly weightless, like a cloud suspended in thin air. Had he been drugged? No. No, he hadn’t. He’d died and gone to Heaven, surely?
He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, reached out to his right and stumbled across a wooden rail. He took a double take. A wooden rail. With wide alert eyes he quickly scanned his surroundings. He found a rectangular wooden hut that was held together with string. A bowed wooden floor greeted his feet and a roof fabricated from palm tree leaves shielded him from the sun.
The greying rail creaked as Luke pulled himself to his feet. Sun-bleached honey-coloured straw chafed the bottom of his feet and toes. Where the hell was he?
Luke clung to his head as if he’d been hit hard with a hammer. Of course—the cruise ship. He’d been on a cruise ship that had sunk. Every hair on Luke’s body stood on end. He could be anywhere.
Life drained from his body. His legs trembled and buckled, causing him to stumble forward. He grabbed hold of the twisted, cracking rail with both hands. Once he regained his balance he breathed in sharply, pushed himself up using what little strength his arms could offer, and turned around.
The rest of the hut resembled a sitting room. In the centre, a rough chunk of mahogany tree trunk twenty inches high served as a coffee table. Surrounding it were four lengths of tree trunk, three feet wide and five feet tall, that had L’s carved into them to provide oversized bucket seats. In the far left hand corner, he could see a counter that was supported by wonky tree branches held together with string.
Luke breathed out sharply and covered his mouth with his hands. All he wanted was the answer to one question. Where was he? The answer he had in his head almost brought tears to his eyes. Based on the landscape and colours, it didn’t look or feel like Earth.
When he heard someone or something moving behind him, Luke jolted forward so violently he fell to his knees.
“Hey, little man, there’s no need to be so nervous. I only wanted to welcome you to Mistela.”
When he turned around and saw what was walking toward him, Luke tried to scramble to his feet, but his under nourished and lethargic body would not let him. The best he could do was shuffle his way to the far end of the room on his hands and knees as fast as his cumbersome body would take him.
He grabbed out with both hands to find something solid, something that would offer him some support, but loose straw just crumpled in his hands. Wild eyed, his gaze darted to his right. He acknowledged a dense forest deprived of light that led to who knew what. Beyond that was a never-ending sea that would surely be his next watery grave.
An eight foot tall hulking giant, wearing what looked like a bronzed wet suit, stomped toward him. The wooden floor groaned beneath him with every footstep.
Luke’s arms and legs lashed out involuntarily trying to find an escape route. But when the Herculean creature stood directly above him, he froze. Desperately, he quickly surveyed his predator. Bulking shoulders that supported a thick bulldog neck craned forward, bringing the narrow almond face, aquiline nose and small elongated nostrils closer into view. Luke let out a sigh of relief. At least it had human-like features. Perhaps it had the mentality and attitude of a human, too.
He breathed in sharply when he saw the flat, pinned backed ears, wavy lips and flaps of folded skin on his neck. Its green eyes and oval yellow pupils mesmerised Luke. He felt like a deer caught in headlights, unable to move despite knowing it was about to be annihilated.
Luke was consumed with helplessness. Even if his drained body was capable of running, he would not have known where to run. He was in a strange place that he did not know. More worrying was the fact he’d no idea what else might be out there. If the creature towering above him was eight feet tall, what other giant monsters or beasts were out there waiting for him?
He had to accept that since he was only five feet eleven inches tall, this being would be able to catch him within a matter of seconds and crush him into pulp if it wanted to.
Like smelling salts, gardenia mixed with magnolia filled his nose and his eyes shot wide open again. Nothing had changed. He was still in an upside down world. The waterfall behind him confirmed it. Upon closer inspection he noticed it was travelling upward. As he squinted to focus more closely, he saw a lake floating above the waterfall, seemingly weightless, like a cloud suspended in thin air. Had he been drugged? No. No, he hadn’t. He’d died and gone to Heaven, surely?
He rubbed the sleep from his eyes, reached out to his right and stumbled across a wooden rail. He took a double take. A wooden rail. With wide alert eyes he quickly scanned his surroundings. He found a rectangular wooden hut that was held together with string. A bowed wooden floor greeted his feet and a roof fabricated from palm tree leaves shielded him from the sun.
The greying rail creaked as Luke pulled himself to his feet. Sun-bleached honey-coloured straw chafed the bottom of his feet and toes. Where the hell was he?
Luke clung to his head as if he’d been hit hard with a hammer. Of course—the cruise ship. He’d been on a cruise ship that had sunk. Every hair on Luke’s body stood on end. He could be anywhere.
Life drained from his body. His legs trembled and buckled, causing him to stumble forward. He grabbed hold of the twisted, cracking rail with both hands. Once he regained his balance he breathed in sharply, pushed himself up using what little strength his arms could offer, and turned around.
The rest of the hut resembled a sitting room. In the centre, a rough chunk of mahogany tree trunk twenty inches high served as a coffee table. Surrounding it were four lengths of tree trunk, three feet wide and five feet tall, that had L’s carved into them to provide oversized bucket seats. In the far left hand corner, he could see a counter that was supported by wonky tree branches held together with string.
Luke breathed out sharply and covered his mouth with his hands. All he wanted was the answer to one question. Where was he? The answer he had in his head almost brought tears to his eyes. Based on the landscape and colours, it didn’t look or feel like Earth.
When he heard someone or something moving behind him, Luke jolted forward so violently he fell to his knees.
“Hey, little man, there’s no need to be so nervous. I only wanted to welcome you to Mistela.”
When he turned around and saw what was walking toward him, Luke tried to scramble to his feet, but his under nourished and lethargic body would not let him. The best he could do was shuffle his way to the far end of the room on his hands and knees as fast as his cumbersome body would take him.
He grabbed out with both hands to find something solid, something that would offer him some support, but loose straw just crumpled in his hands. Wild eyed, his gaze darted to his right. He acknowledged a dense forest deprived of light that led to who knew what. Beyond that was a never-ending sea that would surely be his next watery grave.
An eight foot tall hulking giant, wearing what looked like a bronzed wet suit, stomped toward him. The wooden floor groaned beneath him with every footstep.
Luke’s arms and legs lashed out involuntarily trying to find an escape route. But when the Herculean creature stood directly above him, he froze. Desperately, he quickly surveyed his predator. Bulking shoulders that supported a thick bulldog neck craned forward, bringing the narrow almond face, aquiline nose and small elongated nostrils closer into view. Luke let out a sigh of relief. At least it had human-like features. Perhaps it had the mentality and attitude of a human, too.
He breathed in sharply when he saw the flat, pinned backed ears, wavy lips and flaps of folded skin on his neck. Its green eyes and oval yellow pupils mesmerised Luke. He felt like a deer caught in headlights, unable to move despite knowing it was about to be annihilated.
Luke was consumed with helplessness. Even if his drained body was capable of running, he would not have known where to run. He was in a strange place that he did not know. More worrying was the fact he’d no idea what else might be out there. If the creature towering above him was eight feet tall, what other giant monsters or beasts were out there waiting for him?
He had to accept that since he was only five feet eleven inches tall, this being would be able to catch him within a matter of seconds and crush him into pulp if it wanted to.
The
12 Gods
Men
in Love and at War Book 2
What’s
in a dream? Maybe nothing or everything. There’s certainly more to
it when the same dream keeps recurring and can’t be ignored.
Justin’s best friend Lucas suspects it has something to do with
their upcoming holiday to Mykonos. He predicts something strangely
wonderful is going to happen to Justin while they are there. But
nothing could prepare Justin for what was in store for him.
When
The 12 Gods fear that humans have learned to think for themselves,
diminishing their Godly powers, four Gods are sent to Earth to find
out what is really going on. Hesodo is particularly keen to go, but
to accomplish a completely different mission—to find Justin and win
him back. When Justin has a tragic accident, there is only one
option, which results in Justin finding out more than he bargained
for about his past love and history, teaching him that dreams should
never be ignored.
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Sun,
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Men
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Coming
from an underprivileged background in the East End of London,
Berkeley sets himself the challenge to escape poverty and do well for
himself. Armed with a good brain and determination, he succeeds and
wants for nothing, but there’s a bitter price to pay. Now the
challenge is with himself, and he escapes to the quiet of Tenerife
for love, only to lose it promptly. What now? With no career or
prospects in the unfamiliar country, what is Berkeley to do? He
decides to set up business opening an art gallery, yet knows nothing
about art. Comical disasters, veiled threats and visitors of a
spiritual nature, believing that he’s to be served up to the Devil
himself ensue. The whole experience pushes Berkeley to limits he’s
never encountered before, and he learns the hard way that what goes
around really does come around to haunt you. Only love and true
friendships can bring him back to the real world.
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Computer
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Men
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After
the distress of dealing with a failed relationship and business, life
starts to look up for Berkeley when he finds new work and discovers
the joys of gay chat sites. When he meets a captain from the US Army,
based in Iraq, his hopes of love and a bright future rise. After
several months, the captain asks Berkeley to do him a special favour,
so he can retire from the army and spend the rest of his days with
him. Berkeley reluctantly agrees, but when the favour results in him
having to part with his hard-earned cash, he is left with no other
choice, but to go to the police. Captain Frances comes to his rescue
and what starts out as a professional relationship quickly turns into
a lot more as they uncover a major internet scam and strive for
justice to be served.
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Royal
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Men
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Wherever
Berkeley goes, or whatever he does, drama follows. Having recovered
from the ordeal of being the victim of an internet scam, his life
returns to normal working at a five-star hotel selling VIP vacation
club memberships to wealthy clients, and being with the love of his
life, Captain Rick. That is until he finds Rick cheating on him with
a woman. Feeling sad and lonely, Berkeley is enticed by the prospects
of high earnings and a jet setter lifestyle when he’s approached by
one of his clients to be a high-class escort.
Whilst
he revels in being treated like a prince, he has to accommodate some
strange and unusual sexual requests, and before long he’s caught up
in a web of espionage between a transport conglomerate and a client
who is developing a futuristic technology that will change the future
of transport forever. Only Berkeley knows how he’s going to weave
his way out of his new-found problem.
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Rough
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Men
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Berkeley
is set for life after providing his Royal Services and decides to
travel to London to visit his friends and family to cheer him up.
There he has a raunchy chance encounter with a stranger on a train
who he meets again in unsuspected circumstances. In between all the
wild sexual antics, Leonard takes Berkeley back in time to a
spiritual world of religious communes, demons, exorcisms, and Ouija
boards that proves to be enlightening, unnerving, but most
worryingly, life threatening.
When
Berkeley returns to Tenerife to discover his gardener has had an
accident, he enlists the help of a local beggar, a Moroccan man
called Mohammed, to service his garden and him. The sadness and
mystery of Mohammed’s past gradually unfolds, and when Berkeley
tries to do the right thing to help him, he is confronted with the
reality of Mohammed’s dark and chilling past.
Two
different men spell double trouble for Berkeley, but he has never
shied away from a challenge—or a gorgeous man—and he’s not
about to now.
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Babes Turned Bad
Men
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Two
things are still plaguing Berkeley—the unexplained and strange
disappearance of Leonard, and the possible outcome of Mohammed’s
retrial for a manslaughter charge. They say bad things always come in
threes, and in Berkeley’s case that belief is no exception. When
Berkeley gets a call from one of his best friends from London, Paul,
his dose of bad karma is completed when he discovers Paul’s younger
brother, Kenny, has been killed in a tragic car accident. Berkeley
does his best to pacify Paul and stop him from going through with his
ludicrous plan. In exchange, Berkeley has to agree to go back to
London for the Trade reunion party. Berkeley and Paul have the time
of their lives, but when dawn breaks and the party’s over, all hell
breaks loose.
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The
Road to Mount Evans
Men
in Love and at War Book 8
Berkeley
and Paul are excited about attending their first gay rodeo in Denver,
Colorado. Even after a tiring fourteen-hour trip from London, the
bright lights and prospect of meeting some horny cowboys
instinctively draws them to Lower Downtown, where things aren’t
exactly what Berkeley had expected. Whilst Paul revels in throwing
himself at every available man in any bar or at any rodeo event,
Berkeley has different expectations. Beyond his wildest hopes and
dreams, Berkeley meets Nantan, a Native American, who sweeps Berkeley
off his feet. But Berkeley discovers there is a lot more to Nantan
than meets the eye.
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Men
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While
Berkeley is waiting at Gatwick airport for his transfer flight from
Denver International airport to Tenerife, he convinces himself the
dream he’d had on the plane was more than just a dream. Battling
against rational thoughts and raw emotions, Berkeley follows his gut
instincts in search of the Native American, Nantan. Curious and keen
to understand more about Nantan’s life as a wolf, Berkeley gets a
lot closer than he expected to finding out what it’s really like.
Love conquers all as Berkeley escapes a close encounter with death
that cements his future with Nantan.
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The
Imposter
Men
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Berkeley’s
high spirits are dampened when he opens his world up to three
relative strangers and is confronted with a series of macabre
happenings. When things get out of hand, Berkeley turns to his
ex-partner, Captain Rick, to help unravel the mystery of what’s
happening and why. Berkeley’s gardener, Rene, a Santeria Priest, is
the obvious suspect. But is he too obvious and being set-up? Jacob,
an author, has the creative mind to develop and execute such a
cunning and sophisticated plan. Nantan has inside knowledge and the
opportunity. With another few suspects thrown into the pot, Berkeley
and Rick have their work cut out before time runs out and death
strikes again.
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Born
and raised in London, Lee worked as a successful senior management
consultant before moving to Tenerife to pursue a more fulfilling life
and to focus on his writing.
For Lee, the writing process is all
about when the mind and the fingers connect. He plans stories in his
head, but when the fingers take over, something else comes out...but
invariably, he is happy that he let his fingers do the talking.
He
works with an amazing team at eXtasy/Divine books who inspire and
encourage his writing. He calls Jay Austin, the Chief Editor in
Charge, Laura McNellis, his editor and Carmen Waters, his
artist, THE DREAM TEAM. No further explanation required...
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