Blog Tour: Guitars and Cages by Layla Dorine — Guest post, Excerpt, Giveaway!

Layla Dorine has stopped by during her Blog Tour for Guitars and Cages from Wayward Ink Publishing. She has a few words to say, an excerpt to share, and a giveaway to go after!


On Genres and favorite subject matter

Hello. It’s very nice to meet you, thank you for having me. It’s been a lot of fun getting to chime in on different blogs and talk about writing, genres, and how I go about choosing my subject matter. I have to say though, I actually have no preferred genre, I am all about the story and will read anything that catches my attention. I think that comes from growing up an only child and learning to fill my free time reading when I couldn’t be outdoors. My parents were military, we were stationed on an island on base. The bookstore never had a lot of new selections and it was rare to get a chance to really browse an off base one until I began working at a used bookstore. I would read the back cover blurbs as I shelved books and usually ended up spending a chunk of my paycheck on books each week. I’d read almost all of the classics before middle school, and a lot of the typical 80’s young adult books too, so I was always looking for something new and different. I learned early on that there were gems to be found in every genre, so when I’m searching for that next book to read, it is often with my interest in the subject matter in mind.

I love shapeshifters, I love motorcycles, I love dirtbike racing, cowboys, ranch life, farm life, Mennonite and Amish culture, heavy metal/rock n roll bands, merfolk, fae/fairies, vampires (within limits), Road trips, MMA, hockey, football, elves, dwarves, mythology and legends, dragons/dragon shifters, Scotland, Hunting, SWAT/Military/Special Forces, and archeology, but I don’t just limit myself to those subjects , either. If I read a blub that just grabs me, even if it’s on a subject I’ve never read anything about before, I jump at the chance to read it. Reading is learning and I love to learn new things.

I am a very hands on person. Show me something and give me the tools to try it and I will plug away until I can get it done. I’ve never been afraid to ask questions, or spend hours researching the answers to questions I have. If I read about something new that I find cool, or see it in a movie, I will spend hours in the library or on the net trying to find out as much as I can about it. I keep files on the things I research which makes it easy to include them in my stories.



Asher Logan is a bartender and a pretty wicked guitar player, when he isn’t wrecking his hands fighting in a cage. With a past he keeps hoping to outrun, Asher’s been on a downward spiral for longer than he can remember. When his sister-in-law leaves Rory, his eight-year-old nephew, in his care, Asher is forced into two things he’s never been good at: sobriety and responsibility. As he struggles to care for Rory, his own life begins to unravel.

When Asher’s brother, Alex, turns up, presenting as a girl and announcing her new name is Alexia, it further complicates matters, as does the arrival of his new neighbor, Conner. Both, in their own way, compel Asher to look at his own closely-guarded views on sexuality.

When the siblings’ older brother, Cole, reacts violently to Alexia, Asher is placed squarely in the middle of a family conflict which compels him to confront who he pretends to be versus who he really is.

Asher must choose who to trust and who to finally walk away from.


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You know what? Sometimes it is. I’m not saying it’s a good thing, Conner, but sometimes you need money faster than you can earn it honestly. I hadn’t planned to fight anymore, but Kimber ditched Rory with Morgan, like for good, and the bar is struggling. The taxes are due and the only goddamned home Morgan, Alexia and Rory have is over that bar. I knew I could make enough to help Morgan pay the taxes until he got things settled at the bar again. That’s the only reason I took that fight tonight.”

You know what, I can understand that. What I don’t get is how you go from fighting to ending up cuffed and blindfolded with that guy pawing you like a bad prom date.”

I’m one of the guys Catfish took a liking to. He’s been after me for months to work for him as his bodyguard. What that really means is I’d be hired muscle and a personal fuck toy. I would have said yes to the bodyguard if the rest didn’t come with it, but Catfish don’t want one without the other, and every time I’m with him, it’s just…”

I let out a shuddering sigh and hung my head.

I felt Conner’s hand on my arm, and he used his other hand to brush my hair back from my eyes. “Do you know that whenever you don’t want to talk about something, you try to use your hair as a wall?”

I glanced at his face, and then down again. “Yeah.”

He slid his hand beneath my chin and raised my eyes so I was looking at him. “I’m not judging you. I want you to explain it to me so maybe I can understand what you’re thinking when you go there.”

That’s just it,” I said low, but I knew he could hear me. “He doesn’t judge me, he doesn’t think my scars are hideous, he doesn’t think I’m stupid because I don’t read so good and I didn’t finish high school. He doesn’t expect anything more from me than to be who I am, and when I need it most, he’s the only one who ever tells me I’m worth anything, or that he wants me around. I hate that I love it when he touches me, that it feels good even when he hurts me. I didn’t say yes to being his bodyguard because I knew if I did, I’d never leave. If I let him give me everything he’s promised, there would never have been a chance at walking away.”

Conner put one hand on my cheek and caressed it, while the other kept me from looking away. “You’ve always wanted more than to fight and play your guitar, haven’t you?”

I swallowed hard. “Yeah.”

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About the author

LAYLA DORINE lives among the sprawling prairies of Midwestern America, in a house with more cats than people. She loves hiking, fishing, swimming, martial arts, camping out, photography, cooking, and dabbling with several artistic mediums. In addition, she loves to travel and visit museums, historic, and haunted places.

Layla got hooked on writing as a child, starting with poetry and then branching out, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. Hard times, troubled times, the lives of her characters are never easy, but then what life is? The story is in the struggle, the journey, the triumphs and the falls. She writes about artists, musicians, loners, drifters, dreamers, hippies, bikers, truckers, hunters and all the other folks that she’s met and fallen in love with over the years. Sometimes she writes urban romance and sometimes its aliens crash landing near a roadside bar. When she isn’t writing, or wandering somewhere outdoors, she can often be found curled up with a good book and a kitty on her lap.

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