Title: Christmas Eve at the Powers That be Cafe (from the 25 Days of Christmas series)
Author: Xavier Axelson
Release Date: December 13, 2010
Publisher: Silver Publishing
Blurb: It is Christmas Eve 1943 at The Powers That Be Café and Nat, the lonely café owner, does what he can to offer some warmth and comfort for families and lovers to say goodbye to soldiers who heading into battle. When he finds Kent, a G.I. far from home, outside his back door, he offers him a hot meal, a place to rest and some much-needed comfort. In return, the two men find themselves passionately entangled in taboo lusts and something deeper that neither of them expected...love.
Welcome to Sizzling Releases, Xavier. I’m so pleased you could join me today. What is your Sizzling Release?
Christmas Eve at the Powers That be Cafe
What is Christmas Eve at the Powers That be Cafe all about?
At it’s core it is about two men connecting at a time when their world is coming apart. You could also say it’s about a hot beefy café owner who seduces a farm boy turned soldier…you pick!
This is your first published work, which must be very exciting for you. What was it like for you to write your first book and get published?
Umm, stunning, it’s only taken 33 years! I have never written romance before, I’m a horror writer who somehow took the wrong turn at Albuquerque, but I’m loving the ride.
I know this book is series, who are the other authors?
Amber Kell, Aeryn Traxx, and Andi Anderson are just a few distinguished cohorts in The 25 Days of Christmas.
Why did you decide on this series as your first published work?
It’s not only an seires but a Christmas one at that! What possessed me to write a Christmas Romance with a Happily Ever After I have no idea…I’m blaming the Gods!
You have a blog called Foodery & Sexery…from someone who knows. I read your Thanksgiving post and found it not only informative, but hilarious. I humor something you use in all your writing?
Thanks! You may be the only one who read it and I’m grateful. I don’t know that I write funny things, but hell, I never thought I’d write romance, maybe comedy is next. I come from a witty, sarcastic family. I will say I use humor all the time in my life. After all I’ve helped people in wheelchairs buy sex machines. I have to laugh.
It’s December again! I can’t believe Christmas is upon us all ready. What are your holiday plans?
To celebrate Yule with my witchy friends and go to as many parties as I can.
Do you go all out with decorating?
That’s what domestic slaves are for…no, I hate decorating and wrapping gifts even more, I am known to make people wrap their own gifts!
Real tree or fake?
Fake--white feather tree with blue and pink decorations…very masculine
Lots of lights on the house or subdued lighting?
Subdued unless I manage to find a Christmas Slave elf to hang them…hmm…I smell a story there…
Store bought ornaments or do you make your own?
It’s a crazy mix of weirdo baubles, some vintage, some new and I think there is one that a Nun made somewhere…
I love drinking the instant hot cider mix with Buttershots. What's your favorite holiday drink?
Hot apple cider with Vodka. I saw a hot Scandavian cook on PBS whip it up before she plunged into a steaming hot tub at the end of a frozen lake, that’s all I needed, I was sold!
What would be the perfect Christmas gift for you?
A vacation to Santa Fe with the dude who makes my heart skip a beat, oh and of course, world peace.
Thank you so much for being here. Is there anything else you’d like the readers to know?
Pressure makes diamonds…and keep an eye out for my Sex Advice Column coming soon to examiner.com
And here's a juicy excerpt from Christmas Eve at the Powers That be Cafe
Tonight though he felt the need return. He wanted to touch and to be touched, wanted some comfort and even as he thought it his cock began to grow and press against the zipper of his white cook's pants. He let one of his hands travel down over the front of his crotch, and the sensation of his hand meeting his swelling cock made him groan aloud. He quickly covered his mouth with the bottle and replaced the need that was growing inside him with the dulling liquid. As he reached for a clean t-shirt and put it on, he realized there was someone standing in front of the small window that looked into his office.