Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Complete List of My Works


"The Shadow Series"

"Shadow"







"Anomaly" (Book Two of the Shadow Series)






"Echo" (Book Three of the Shadow Series)





                                           "Freshman" Series


"Freshman" Book 1







"Freshman" Book 2





"Freshman" Book 3





"Freshman" Book 4



Daydreamer Series





"Daydreamer"





                         "Boys of Summer" (Daydreamer Series)





                             "Not Safe For Work" (NSFW Series)

Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Not-Safe-Work-NSFW-ebook/dp/B008XT3SY0/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1346171869&sr=1-1&keywords=nsfw+michael+booker

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Book Excerpt: Freshman 5


Nick laughed. “You know what I mean. I don’t think you’re mad at him for not always bein’ there when you want him to be. I think you’re mad `cause this whole college experience is not fittin’ into whatever dream you had in your head.”
“Not sure if I like you trying to psychoanalyze me, while I’m trying to get high.”
“You asked me for my opinion, B.”
“You’re right. I did. So tell me your suggestions on what you think I should do about this situation.”
Nick flared up and took a few hits. “I agree that you guys should take a break…a friendly break, though. Give it a few weeks. Maybe a month or two. See how you guys feel by winter vacation. Check out your options.”
“Options?” I asked, taking the pipe back from Nick.
“There’s over twenty thousand people that go to this school, man. I’m sure you can find some guys that might interest you.”
“Like who?”
“Like Derek,” Nick responded. “He’s into you, B. You’re into him.”
“How do you know that?”
“I can tell by the way he looks at you…and by the way you look at his ass.”
“Even, if Derek does like me...I’d feel bad trying to pursue something with him. Chris is still in the picture.”
“Thought the whole point of this conversation has been that Chris hasn’t been in the picture.”
“I mean, yeah, but…a part of me would still feel guilty. Like I was cheating on him or something.”
“You wouldn’t be if you both took a break. That way, you get to do your thing…Chris gets to do his thing…and then after some time passes, you guys can decide if you’re better bein’ in a relationship, or just better off as friends.”
Maybe it was because I was high, but a lot of what Nick said made sense.
“Speakin’ of which,” Nick said. “Did you tell Chris what happened Saturday night?”
“You’re talking about the club?”
Nick looked over at me. Even in the dark, I could see his sexy eyes clearly. “Yeah, when we kissed.”
My stomach fluttered. Of the two of us, I’d never expected Nick to bring it up. I was okay about keeping the issue silent between us, but at the same time, I thought it was something that we both needed to clear the air about. “No,” I told him. “I didn’t say anything to him about it. The only person who knows about it, is Summer.”
Nick groaned. “Fuck…you told Summer?”
“You know her. She kinda yanked it out of me.”
“She probably thinks I’m gay now.”
“No, I don’t think so. I told her you were just drunk and feeling the environment. It wasn’t a big deal.”
Nick was silent for a little while. “As long as she doesn’t tell anyone, then I’m cool.”
“She won’t. Summer can be loud and really talkative at times, but she’s not mean.”
Once again, we both settled into a comfortable silence for a few minutes.
“Gotta admit though,” Nick said. “You are a good kisser, B.”
I wasn’t sure if I heard him correctly. “Really?”

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"Freshman 5" will be available September 3, 2012.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Book Excerpt: "Not Safe For Work"

Below is a brief excerpt from my upcoming book "Not Safe For Work" available August 15, 2012.

...“This might be a stupid question, since I basically already know the answer,” Kimberly said, “but have you met anyone yet?”
“I meet people every day.”
“You know what I mean, Eric.”
“I’m not dating anyone…if that’s what you’re asking.”
“You always find a way to answer a question that I didn’t ask and avoid the question I did ask.”
“You asked if I’m dating someone.”
Kimberly shook her head. “I asked if you’ve met someone.”
She was a smart girl. “I haven’t met anyone that I want to date yet,” Eric said.
That was the truth. Although Eric met Mathew the night before, he was not the kind of person Eric wanted to date.
He’s the kinda person that I want to fuck, Eric thought.
Kimberly had gone on to say that she went out on a couple of dates with a few men, but none of them held her interest. “Think maybe it’s just too soon,” she confessed. “I’m still adjusting to being single."
“Yeah, I’m still trying to adjust, too,” Eric replied.
For some reason, Kimberly thought that was funny.
“Why are you laughing?”
Kimberly shook her head again. “Nothing.”
Even now, as Eric lay stretched out on his couch, feeling lazy and tired, he still wondered what she was laughing about. He got the impression that Kimberly believed he was lying, when he said that he was still coping with being single. But he was. It was a double-edged sword. Eric enjoyed the freedom that came with being single, yet after a while, it was easy for that freedom to devolve into loneliness. He could not imagine being single for six months, a year, or anything beyond that. Since the age of fifteen, Eric always had a girlfriend. Three months was the longest he had ever gone without being with someone.
Eric thought about Mathew and again wondered what he was doing. Was he at home, drinking a cocktail, planning his evening? Or maybe he had invited someone to his apartment...one of his lovers...and he was getting fucked senseless.
Or he might be waiting for you to call him, Eric said to himself.
No, Mathew did not seem like the kind of man that sat around and waited for someone to call him.
Eric dug his cell phone out of his pocket and searched for Mathew’s name in his list of contacts. After he found it, Eric debated whether he should call him or not.
What the hell would I even say to him?
He could ask Mathew out to dinner or a movie, and then Eric would be able to see if his attraction was based on genuine standards and not coerced by alcohol, and not the sight of his Mathew’s amazing ass. Yet every time Eric was about to hit the ‘talk’ button to dial Mathew’s number, he stopped himself.
I’m not ready for this...