Monday, January 30, 2017


The winter ManLove Fantasies Blog is dedicated to new beginnings in the New Year. And I wanted to share a sneak peek of my work in progress titled, Trey. I hope you all enjoy it.   


Book 6 Belt Buckle Ranch

Trey Williams slept, as the pain medication worked its way through his system. When the car started bouncing along a gravel road, he slowly peeled his eyelids open and looked around. A surge of relief swept through his system, and moisture filled Trey’s eyes, as he choked back a sob. The gratitude he felt toward Oliver and the rest of the men, rocked the foundation of Trey’s life, and he knew things would never be the same again.
When the car passed under a large wooden sign that read Belt Buckle Ranch, Trey tried to smile, but his swollen lips wouldn’t even twitch. Trey glanced around and took in the beautiful surroundings. Large, snow-capped mountains set up the backdrop for the most picturesque place Trey had ever seen in his life. The land was sprinkled with snow, showing small patches of greenery throughout the open space.
Looking back, Trey realized that signing himself out of the hospital against doctor’s orders wasn’t the best idea, but he couldn’t stand the smell of the sterile environment. And it brought back a lot of memories from his childhood. The place made him physically ill, and even though he had been beaten to a bloody pulp, he couldn’t force himself to stay. Once he was conscious, Trey checked himself out against doctor’s orders and left.
He hadn’t taken into account the amount of pain he’d be in once the IV’s were removed and the pain medication left his system. Trey barely made it back to the apartment before collapsing in agony.
When the car came to an abrupt stop, Trey pushed the memory away. He wasn’t there any longer, so there was no sense in thinking about it. Coming back to the present, Trey’s eyes landed on a group of men standing on the porch of a two-story ranch house. They started walking toward the car, and Trey’s body shook uncontrollably as fear consumed him. He knew the men weren’t going to hurt him, but the feeling wouldn’t subside.
Oliver seemed to sense his distress. He jumped out of the car and intercepted the group, sending them away.
Taking a few deep breathes, Trey calmed his frayed nerves. Once the group had dispersed, Trey was relieved. Not just because of his anxiety, but because he didn’t want anyone else staring at him as if he were a circus freak. Having Oliver, Hank, and Robbie look at him with pity shining brightly in their eyes was bad enough.
The door opened, and Oliver leaned in the car. He wrapped his right arm around Trey’s waist, holding him close. “Lean on me. Take your time. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”
Trey nodded. He prepared himself for a severe amount of pain before moving his left leg. He stepped on the ground and shifted his weight. He started to stand, but Oliver took over, helping Trey to his feet in one fluid motion.  
“I’m Doctor Perry,” an older gentleman, in his early forties, introduced himself.
The man had brown tousled hair with silver strands painted throughout the thick locks. His eyes were kind, and he had a gentle smile. Looking at the man, gave Trey an automatic sense of peace.
I’m going to wrap my arm around your waist so that I can help you inside. We have to walk up a flight of stairs to one of the guest rooms. If you need to stop for a break, just let us know.”
Doctor Perry and Oliver allowed him to lean on them. They held him securely as they walked toward the house. With each step, Trey felt himself growing weak and tired, but he pushed himself to keep going. By the time he stepped over the threshold of the large farmhouse, Trey was wheezing.
Oliver and Doctor Perry immediately stopped. They gave him a few minutes to catch his breath and pull himself together. Panting heavily, Trey’s head dropped forward, and he closed his eyes. He couldn’t ever remember being so weak. Then again, he’d never been beaten within an inch of his life.
“Hank,” Oliver said. “Can you get me some water, please?”
After a couple minutes, Trey stood up a little straighter and lifted his head. Oliver pressed the water bottle against his lips. A few drops dribbled out, and Trey licked the opening, trying to take a drink of the water, but his swollen mouth wouldn’t cooperate. Most of the cool liquid ended up on the front of his shirt, but he did manage to take a few small sips.
“I’m good,” he told them.
“We’re going to take one stair at a time.” The doctor told him.
Trey nodded in agreement. He knew they couldn’t stand in the entry way all day, but he wasn’t sure how much more he’d be able to take. The pain medication was wearing off. Every ache and pain rushed through his system. Lifting his foot, Trey stepped up. He took a few stairs before stopping once again. They made a total of two stops before finally reaching the top landing.
When he caught his breath, Oliver led him toward a bedroom. The walls were painted a creamy brown color, and there were a few large photographs hanging around the room. The furniture was rustic and hand-carved, with beautiful mountains pictured on the headboard of the bed. Three windows graced the longest wall, showing the beautiful outdoor scenery. It was perfect.
“Why don’t you help Trey get settled, while I grab my bag?” Doctor Perry let go of Trey’s waist before leaving the room in a rush, which proved that he was in pretty bad shape.
Trey knew his injuries looked bad. He’d seen his reflection, and of course, he’d seen other people’s reactions. But now he wondered if his injuries would ever really heal.
“I’m going to turn around and sit us both down on the side of the bed,” Oliver told him before he followed through with the action. “Okay.” He removed his arm from around Trey’s waist, and Trey leaned toward him. He placed his shoulder against Oliver’s, needing to keep himself sitting up so that he didn’t fall over. “Doctor Perry is a good guy. He’s trustworthy. When my brother Robbie got hurt stringing fence line, the doctor came out here and took care of him.”
“Okay,” Trey muttered.
Oliver slowly stood up. He placed a hand on Trey’s shoulder, and he felt a little bit stronger. It was almost as if Oliver was pushing his strength into Trey’s body.
“Let’s get you settled in this comfortable bed. The sooner the doctor checks you out, the sooner you can get some sleep.”
Trey tried to smile. He appreciated everything Oliver had done for him. Falling asleep would be a blessing after a long day of traveling. Trey started to scoot backward, moving toward the headboard an inch at a time. The doctor walked in just as his back touched the carved surface. Doctor Perry set his black medical bag down on the bed. He unzipped it and pulled out a stethoscope and blood pressure cuff. He took Trey’s vitals, walking him through each move he made.
He spoke to Trey calmly, as if he were a small child. “This is going to check your temperature,” he said, lifting a white device out of his bag and pressing it against Trey’s ear. “Can you give us a minute?” the doctor asked, looking at Oliver, and the other man nodded before turning toward the door.
“I’ll be outside if you need me,” Oliver said before slipping out.
“I have a few questions to ask, and I thought you might prefer to have some privacy. Anything you share with me will remain confidential.” 
Trey nodded.
“I’m going to do a full physical, but I need to know,” he paused for a moment before asking. “Were you raped?”
Trey closed his eyes. He couldn’t look at the doctor’s face. He was dirty. He was a whore with no future and no past. He was nobody. How could a prostitute be raped? He’d been asking for it, right? Trey walked the streets looking for men to pay cash for his time. Why should it be a surprise when a group of men decided to rape and beat him half to death?
He felt nauseous. Bile rose in his throat, burning everything in its wake. He was ready to rush to the bathroom to empty the contents of his stomach when Doctor Perry touched his hand. He held on tight, giving Trey an anchor. He rubbed his hand up and down Trey’s arm, giving him much needed support, and he was able to calm down. It was almost as if the man banished his demons with a single touch. 
Opening his eyes, he swallowed hard, before nodding. It was the first time he’d admitted the truth.
“Thank you for trusting me.”
Trey glanced away. It was hard for him to stare into Jon’s warm brown eyes.
“I want you to know that you’re safe here.” Jon’s voice was low and smooth. “The men at this ranch are good people. They’ll look out for you.”
Trey didn’t know how to respond. So, he kept his mouth shut. He wanted to believe the doctor, but he didn’t necessarily trust him. Trey had trusted people in the past, and every single one of them let him down. Oliver was the exception. He knew exactly what Trey was going through. He’d lived on the streets. He’d sold his body for cash. None of these other people had a clue.


Belt Buckle Ranch, Book 1

Jackson Murphy is an architect living and working in Los Angeles, California. His entire life is turned upside down when a private investigator hands him a manila envelope. Looking through the contents, he soon realizes that his biological father isn’t the man that raised him. Instead, it's a man named, William Rickett. William is very ill, and his last request is to meet Jackson. Dropping everything, Jackson packs a bag and heads to Colorado. 

Wyatt Thompson is the foreman at the Belt Buckle ranch. He’s also been a friend to William Rickett, the ranch owner for fifteen years. When the man passes away, it’s his responsibility to make sure William’s five sons stay at the ranch. His attraction to Jackson is instantaneous, but Wyatt is reluctant to follow his heart when the future is unknown. 

About the Author:
Olivia Black writes contemporary and paranormal gay romance with Siren Publishing. She lives in San Diego and spends most of her time writing and drinking coffee. Olivia is a hopeful romantic and believes everyone deserves to find their happily ever after. You can contact her at



  1. I can't wait for this book!! I feel a re-read coming on lol!!!

  2. I can't wait to read the whole thing.

  3. ooh something to look forward too love the men of belt buckle ranch

  4. I look forward to this book! I will have to start the series.

  5. Damn you got me crying early in the am. I so can't wait to read it.

  6. Poor Trey! I've been looking forward to the next book in this series. Thanks for the snippet.


  7. I can't wait to read this book.

  8. Omg so good!!
    Cannot wait to read this!

  9. I have not read this series as yet. I shall have to add it to my list.

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  10. This makes me happy. One of my favorite series!!!

  11. This sounds intense.

  12. I can't wait for the rest of this story!!!

  13. Read the rest of the series. Can't wait to read this one too!

  14. This sounds amazing but then we expect nothing less from your stories! Adore the men in this series!

  15. Looking forward to thus book

  16. thank you. I'm looking forward to Trey's story coming out.

  17. So looking forward to this have the rest of the series.

  18. Oh wow! This is intense. I'll have to check out this series. Thanks for the sneak peek of your WIP
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  19. Enjoyed this sneak peek at the book!

  20. Love it....keep it coming

  21. Belt Buckle Ranch is one of my favorite series!

  22. I'm going back to reread the first 5 so I'm ready for Trey! Thanks for the excerpt!

  23. Thanks for the sneak peak.


  24. I have to start with book one of this series right away. I loved the blurb.

  25. Can't wait.

  26. Awwww tooooooo short...

  27. Very much enjoyed. Need to read this series!

  28. Thank You...

  29. I have been waiting for this story!!! Now i have to reread the series...Thank you.

  30. interesting
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  31. I will be waiting for the release. One question-Is Jon also Dr. Perry?

  32. Thanks for the excerpt.

  33. awww he needs love and care and hugs ... thanks for sharing this <3

  34. Love it.. Thank you

  35. I really need to catch up on this series. Amazing!!