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December 25, 2014
Christmas Giveaway!
Merry Christmas everyone!
I can’t believe it’s that time of year again. I’ve been so busy this past year and it just flew by. Thanks to all of my fans who have supported me throughout the year. I have some new stuff coming in this next year that I’ll be talking about soon.
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December 15, 2014
Enforcer: GR M/M Member’s Choice Award Finalist
Enforcer: Timber Pack Chronicles Book II made it to the finals for Best Paranormal Book in the M/M Goodreads Member’s Choice Awards.
Thank you to everyone who voted. Voting on the final round ends on December 28.
If you’re a member of the M/M Romance Group on Goodreads, you can vote here…
https://www.goodreads.com/poll/show/112537
December 2, 2014
Enforcer: GR M/M Member's Choice Award Nominee
Enforcer: Timber Pack Chronicles Book II was nominated for Best Paranormal Book in the M/M Goodreads Member’s Choice Awards.
Thanks for the nomination!
If you’re a member of the M/M Romance Group on Goodreads, you can vote here…
https://www.goodreads.com/poll/show/111892-genre-best-paranormal
October 13, 2014
Guest Post: Julie Lynn Hayes & M. A. Church
Please welcome back Julie Lynn Hayes and M. A. Church. They are here with their upcoming release, Be My Human - Book 2 in the Moonlit Skies series, sequel to Be My Alien. Check out their exclusive character interview.
A door opens and two men enter the room. One has inquisitive green eyes and calico hair, an unusual color on Earth, but common on his home planet of Trygos.
Taz: My Reed, why have those two sent us out again? I do not understand.
Reed: Time for another book, that’s why. *looks at Julie and Michelle* Am I right?
Julie: Gosh, Michelle, guess we can’t pull the wool over these guys’ eyes, can we?
Taz: I don’t understand, why would you wish to do that? Then we could not see.
Michelle: *Groans. Gotta find a book that explains this stuff!* And here we go.
Reed: I’ll explain later, kitten. *looks out at everybody* Hello out there. I’m Reed, and this is my boyfriend, Taz. Taz is an alien. Yes, I mean he’s an honest-to-goodness alien. He’s from the planet Trygos. We met at the Empire State Building when Taz was left behind by a dumbass alien called Vorlod. The no-good ass dumped Taz. Just left him at the ESB with no money or anything. It still makes me crazy when I think about that.
Taz: No, my Reed, do not let him make you crazy, he is not worth it. *He purrs and wraps himself around Reed* Just think, if not for him, I would not have you now.
Julie: *rolls eyes* Michelle, isn’t this the part where they usually tell us to get out? And mind our own business or something?
Michelle: Yes, usually. *grins* I’m not going anywhere, so…
Reed. Right. *untangles Taz* Okay, kitten, back in your seat. No, no, your seat, not mine. *Shakes head* So, what do you guys want to ask us?
Julie: You know, the usual. What’s new, what have you been up to? Seen any good plays. That kind of thing.
Taz: *trying to be helpful* Well, Reed has been talking about getting a swing, and I think it sounds—”
Michelle: *snort*grin*giggle*
Reed: *turns red* Speaking of sounds. Did you hear that? No? Huh. Wonder what that was. Now, I, ah… okay, what’s been going on, right? Well, Taz and I ended up going down to see the folks as a spur of the moment thing. My dad had a health scare. Turns out it was not a major thing, but it was scary. Taz got to meet my parents and siblings, though.
Taz: Your sister Renee is wonderful, and I love both the Herb and Jeanette. But Jacob… *frowns* He is not a nice man. I wish we could have removed that stick you told me he has up his ass.
Julie: *works hard not to laugh aloud* Gosh, anyone have a drink? Where’s a drink when you need one?
Michelle: *looks at Julie* Maybe we should’ve put an ‘on’ button on that stick. Might have loosened him up, lol.
Reed: Doubt it.
Michelle: *dies laughing* Okay, maybe not. I didn’t care for him, either. I did like Renee. She’s cool. I’d love to kick back at her bar. That was a cool place.
Julie: I know, right? And watching these two *jerks a thumb toward Reed and Taz* was priceless. Except when you-know-who showed up.
Taz: *frowns* Please do not bring him up. He is evil, and a very bad man.
Michelle: Yeah, well, he is a bad man. And you didn’t let him get away with anything either.
Reed: I have to say, Peyton certainly met his match in Taz. But I’m glad Peyton pushed his way back into my life. I mean, I didn’t enjoy the things he did this time, but I had many unresolved issues concerning him. Seeing Peyton again forced me to handle those. Having Taz there with me, helping me, was very important. I’m not sure I would have been able to face Peyton without Taz’s love behind me.
Julie: Well, it’s cheaper than therapy, you gotta admit. Hey Michelle, think we can go to Renee’s bar? We can make these guys take us and pick up the tab?
Taz: *looks around on the floor* I don’t see the tab, Reed, what color is it?
Reed: *Looks at Julie, then at Taz* It’s green, kitten. As in the color of money green. I’ll be paying for the drinks for all of us.
Michelle: *LOL* Good one, Reed. By the way, Reed, how’s your dad doing?
Reed: Still griping about all the things that are bad for him that he can’t eat now. But he’s exercising more now, and he’s cut back on his favorite treat—ice cream. His health scare really got his attention. I do think he splurges now and then, and Mom turns a blind eye. Got to keep the old man happy or who knows what he’d run out and eat. I love my parents, but I have to say I’m glad to be home. I missed New York.
Taz: Me too. Very much. It’s hard to be quiet all the time. New York is a noisy place. Nobody notices a little sound. *He grins in a very pleased manner*
Julie: *tries not to burst into laughter and almost chokes* Do we want to know more about that, Michelle, or should we let sleeping kitties lie?
Taz: *confused* But I am not sleeping. That is silly.
Michelle: Let sleeping kitties lie lol. *waves* Thanks for stopping by, everyone! Here is the blurb and excerpt for Be My Human.
Blurb:
Reed and Taz are still adjusting to their new lives together when a medical emergency sends them flying down to Florida on short notice. Not quite the way Reed pictured introducing Taz to his family. Reed’s sister, Rene, welcomes the outgoing Taz with open arms, and the kittenish alien charms Reed’s parents.
But someone isn’t quite so enamored of Reed’s boyfriend—his homophobic older brother Jacob seems determined to be as unpleasant as possible, and he’s making their visit very uncomfortable. The sudden appearance of Reed’s controlling ex releases a flood of insecurity and bad memories.
Reed begins to doubt himself, and his ability to love and be loved in return. When strange items begin appearing as if out of nowhere, he wonders if he’s being stalked, or is he just paranoid? What can Taz do to prove to Reed that he’s more than enough man for this alien?
Excerpt:
They’d been living together for a month now, ever since the fateful day Taz had literally fallen on Reed at the Empire State Building. One of the first things Reed had done after the adorable alien had moved in with him was buy Taz a cell phone, then teach him how to use it. Even though Taz was from another planet, one that was much more advanced than Earth, he was unfamiliar with Earth’s comparatively primitive technology. Reed swore after Taz had been kidnapped by the creature he’d dubbed the Evil Alien, he’d always have a way to call for help, thus the phone. That first week after they’d been reunited, Taz had talked Reed into letting him stay home alone while Reed worked at the boutique. Bad idea. Very bad idea. Taz had called Reed around lunchtime, nearly in tears.
When Reed arrived home, he’d been greeted with a nightmare of a mess. Even before he got to his apartment, he could hear the TV blasting in the living room. Which was bad enough, but Taz had somehow figured out how to turn the surround sound on. When Reed opened the door, the noise nearly blew him out of his shoes. It was like sitting in the front row at a movie theater. That, it turned out, was the easiest problem to rectify. Reed had shut the TV off, then looked around the apartment, stunned and slightly horrified.
He’d forgotten about Taz’s natural curiosity. What a mistake that was, and the proof of his error in judgment was spread out all over the kitchen. Flour had been strewn across the floor, a few eggs lay broken on the counter, every covered container in the refrigerator had been taken out and opened… then tasted. Taz had found the blender, dumped some sort of liquid in and turned it on, without putting the top on the machine. There was unrecognizable goo all over the counters, the cabinets, the floors. Plus, Taz had found the sugar. From the looks of it, he’d eaten half the bag.
And that was just the kitchen.
The bathroom had been thoroughly explored as well, as evidenced by the streams of shredded toilet paper spread throughout the place, toothpaste smeared all over the counters in minty globules, and so on.
What was that old saying about curiosity killing the cat?
Buy Links: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5554
http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5636
Meet the Authors:
Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she’d never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and her cat Ramesses, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint, and loves to cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all. Her published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, Wayward Ink Publishing Amber Quill Press, MuseitUp Publishing, Torquere Press, and eXtasy Books. She has also begun to self-publish and is an editor at Wayward Ink and MuseitUp.
You can find her on her blog at http://julielynnhayes.blogspot.com, and you can contact her at tothemax.wolf@gmail.com.
My links:
Twitter @Shelley_runyon
M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets, herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!
When not writing, she’s exploring the latest M/M novel to hit the market, watching her beloved Steelers, or sitting glued to HGTV. That’s if she’s not on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and they have two children.
She was a finalist in the Rainbow awards for 2013.
October 9, 2014
New Release: Stranded
New from Wayward Ink Publishing
Come meet the characters created by Alina Popescu, Michael P. Thomas, Kim Fielding, Asta Idonea, Rob Colton, Nephylim, Lily G. Blunt, Eric Gober, Nikka Michaels, Louise Lyons, kirifox, Sarah Hayes, and J.N. Olsen.
Synopsis
DEFINITION:
adjective
(of a boat, sailor, or sea creature) left aground on a shore.
"a stranded whale"
left without the means to move from somewhere.
"he offers a lift to a stranded commuter"
The boys in this collection of short stories have most definitely been left STRANDED!
They’ve been shipwrecked and abandoned.
Marooned and cast away.
And left helpless and high and dry.
But you should never underestimate the tenacity of the human heart…
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Stories Included
CRAVING STAINS
Alina Popescu
Trapped since birth in a sterile, hospital-like apartment, Wynn longs to break free to experience the world.
Enter Doyle.
But is Doyle real, or is he just a figment of Wynn’s imagination?
SAY CHEESE
Michael P. Thomas
Sitcom sensation Felix Medrano, America’s Sweetheart, throws a star-studded surprise party for his sweetheart, beanpole barkeep Grover Shepherd.
It’s a smash, save for one detail: Shep is a no-show.
Who’d have thought it would be so hard to pop the question?
STANDBY
Kim Fielding
Who’d have thought being stranded at the airport could possibly have some long term benefits?
Certainly not Tom.
But then he hadn’t bargained on meeting Rafael …
THE RAIDER
Asta Idonea
The gods truly do work in mysterious ways as Thorstein found out when he was left for dead on the battle field of a foreign land.
THE BUCKLE
Rob Colton
One ditching and one rescue later, Hayden discovers the use of a telephone isn’t the only offer that’s on the table…
ARI
Nephylim
Benji and Ari have spent their lives feeling lost and alone, stranded between genders.
Can they help each other stop unravelling?
OPPOSITES ATTRACT
Lily G. Blunt
Chris and Andreas are opposites in character.
Both fear the other wants to move on.
Can being stranded on a mountainside resolve the doubt that is threatening to tear them apart?
OUT OF ORDER
Eric Gober
Rob was the one who got away.
Trent stumbles upon him during a trip to San Francisco …
Right before a deadly earthquake …
DATING FOR DEAFIES
Nikka Michaels
If Evan York keeps hiding from the world behind his laptop he might miss out on something special.
Will he find the courage?
ONE SNOWY NIGHT
Louise Lyons
One snowy night, Keith Brambles learns that appearances can be deceptive.
THE CLIMB
kirifox
Jessie went camping with friends expecting to have some fun and maybe drink a little beer.
Instead, he found his perfect man …
but is he real or just a dream?
DID YOU LEAVE ANY FOR ME
Sarah Hayes
Two ex-lovers, one hotel room, and one random act of technology.
Will they fall out or fall back in love?
SWEETNESS AND STRENGTH
jn olsen
Miles makes one seemingly small and inconsequential decision that turns out to be not so small and inconsequential after all.
October 7, 2014
Guest Post: Andrew Q. Gordon
Please welcome back Andrew Q. Gordon. Andrew’s new story, A Closed Door, comes out today — October 8th. Check it out!
A Closed Door, by Andrew Q. Gordon
Book Blurb:
Outted at thirteen, Orin Merritt left home after high school hoping to escape the hell his life had become. Ten years later when a tornado destroys his childhood home and kills his parents, Orin finds himself in an entirely new nightmare. One he can’t run away from.
Blaming himself for failing the two people who always loved and supported him, he returns home and confronts his past in the person of his one-time best friend, Thomas Kennett. Thomas not only rejected him when Orin came out, he led the group that tormented Orin into leaving.
As he struggles to deal with his grief, Orin also labors to fulfill the pledge he made to his parents before their death. In the process, Orin learns that sometimes when you go away to find yourself, you leave the answers you’re looking for behind.
Cover Artist: Lily Velden and Jay Aheer
Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing
Buy Links:
Wayward Ink Publishing
Amazon US
Book Excerpt:
"Orin, I won’t." Thomas stood a bit straighter and his eyes lost the sad, pleading shine. "I won’t hurt you again."
"You can’t promise that. Things happen." Orin watched as his words dragged Thomas back from the brink of hope.
"If you truly believe that, then there’s nothing I can do. You have to believe there’s a chance or else I can’t prove it."
"That’s not what I’m telling you." He locked his gaze on Thomas’s. "If I say yes, I’ll have to take down the walls I surrounded my heart with to keep it safe. Once it’s gone, I won’t be able bring it back if I get hurt. Not now.
"So what I’m saying is, think about what you’re asking me to risk. If you really love me, ask yourself if are you willing to risk what will happen to me if you can’t keep your promise.”
He knew how unfair he’d been, but self-preservation had been a skill he’d honed over the past fifteen years. He needed Thomas to know just how serious the repercussion could be for his actions.
"Orin, I … I … how …?" Their faces were inches apart, and Thomas moved in for another kiss.
This felt different than the first—less urgent, but no less intense. Orin trembled at the leap he was about to take. When they stepped back, Thomas rubbed his thumb across Orin’s cheek.
"I do love you, Orin. More than I can say. So much, that I’m not willing to risk what will happen if I fail you again. I don’t have that right."
Thomas’s lips quivered and the tears welled at the bottom of his eyes. He kissed Orin’s forehead gently.
"Good-bye, Orin. Please be happy." Without looking back, Thomas walked to the front door, opened it, and walked away.
Author Bio:
Andrew Q. Gordon wrote his first story back when yellow legal pads, ball point pens were common and a Smith Corona correctable typewriter was considered high tech. Adapting with technology, he now takes his MacBook somewhere quiet when he wants to write.
He currently lives in the Washington, D.C. area with his partner of eighteen years, their young daughter and dog. In addition to dodging some very self-important D.C. ‘insiders’, Andrew uses his commute to catch up on his reading. When not working or writing, he enjoys soccer, high fantasy, baseball and seeing how much coffee he can drink in a day.
Author Contacts:
Website: www.andrewqgordon.com,
Facebook: www.facebook.com/andrewqugordon,
Twitter: @andrewqgordon,
Email: andrewqgordon@gmail.com
Other Books:
The Last Grand Master: (Champion of the Gods – Book 1);
October 2, 2014
Guest Post: M.A. Church - The Harvest: Taken
Please welcome back M. A. Church. She’s here to promote the brand new edition of The Harvest: Taken (Book 1). I can’t wait for Book 2!
The Harvest: Taken
Aliens?
Spaceships?
Breeding programs?
And life-changing events that’ll take me on a journey which will lead to the love of a lifetime.
Cover by Lou Harper
NOTE: This is a previously published work, but there has been some new material added.
My name is Dale Michaels. A simple name, right? Nothing very memorable about it, that’s for sure. Or about me, either. I’m just a regular guy with average looks, a loving family who didn’t care I was gay, and good friends.
Just a guy.
Little did I know just how special I was to one Tah’Narian spaceship captain named Keyno Shou, or how he would change my life. *shakes head* Don’t think he swept me off my feet. He didn’t. What he did do was have me harvested under the agreed age limit, take me from my family, mutate my DNA so I could have kids, tell me I have a deadly disease, claim me as his mate, and destroy the life I knew.
I was not happy, to say the least. Pissed didn’t even cover what I felt. But what’s a guy to do on a spaceship orbiting Earth surrounded by a bunch of aliens with technology far more advanced than ours?
While I was still trying to figure out what to do or how to handle the attraction I have for Keyno, a bunch of men who were harvested revolted and tried to take over Keyno’s ship… and I got to see how deeply Keyno cared for me. I also met the person who staged the rebellion, the infamous gang leader, Colt 45.
This is the beginning of my story; a story that’s action-packed, emotionally tough, and truly is the love of a lifetime. The rest will be coming in January 2015.
Blurb:
In the year 2050, humanity finds out they are indeed not alone.
Massive space ships appear without warning above the capital cities of all major nations. The planet Tah’Nar is dying. Chemical warfare has reduced the once-intersexed warrior race to sterility. They need fresh DNA in order to reproduce and have an idea for a harvesting program… and so they turn to Earth.
Earth governments negotiate a lottery, and Dale Michael assumes he’s safe since he’s under the Harvest age limit. How wrong he is. He’s illegally harvested and claimed by Tah’Narian starship captain Keyno Shou. From the moment Keyno sees Dale, he knows he must claim the spirited human male for his own. What he doesn’t expect is a spitfire with a mind of his own—and a deadly disease that will require a risky procedure to cure.
Excerpt:
“Where the hell am I?” Soft sheets rubbed against my bare skin as I sat in the bed. My heart picked up speed. This wasn’t good, really not good. I was all alone and in a bed, someone’s personal bed. All sorts of horrifying images paraded through my head as to why I was there, but I wasn’t sore and there wasn’t any physical evidence, so rape wasn’t a concern. Yet. I needed to get out of the damn bed—that was top of the ‘do right-fucking-now list’. And God help me, I needed to get dressed—why offer up an easy target, after all?—and find a weapon.
I had worked up a good head of steam when another door in the room slid open. There stood the same Tah’Narian from before. Now that I wasn’t loopy from whatever they gave me, I remembered that these aliens had deeply tanned skin and were damn well tall. I wasn’t exactly small—I stood an inch or two over of six feet and weighed two hundred pounds—but most of them were bigger and taller than me, including this one. He had to be over six feet five inches of densely packed muscle—and my ass was still in bed.
“Dale, you’re awake. Excellent.”
The white-haired Tah’Narian slowly advanced into the bedroom with me, his movements cautious. My mouth fell open. Of all the things I had expected, and I had built up a horrible list, this wasn’t one of them. My nerves actually settled down to just jumping madly.
“I-I can understand you. But how…? Why…? Um, what do I call you? Who are you? Why am I here? I shouldn’t be here. Ah, and where exactly is here? And what the hell am I doing in bed?” Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have pointed out that last one.
“Please stay calm, Dale. I mean you no harm. My name is Keyno Landium Shou. I think it’ll be easier for you to call me Keyno. Let’s start with the easiest thing first. While you were asleep, a translator was surgically implanted in your brain.” He walked farther into the room. “It translates over ten thousand known languages.”
“You… you… you… put something in my head?” That was his idea of easy things first? My hand shot up to my head, fearfully searching for an incision as I watched him.
“There is no incision. We have medical equipment that can regenerate tissue and leave no scar. I have a mirror if you’d like to see, check and make sure there is no scar.” He reached for a drawer by the bed.
Suddenly it struck me why he was so familiar with this room. This was his room, his bed—and here I was, sitting in it unclothed and completely at his mercy. Fear slammed into me again as the implications of that sunk in.
“God, this is your room, isn’t it? Oh, please don’t—” Shaking, I pulled the sheet up to my chin. It wasn’t much of a barrier, but it was all I had. “Please don’t hurt me.”
“I won’t hurt you.” Keyno froze by the bed, horror showing on his face. “Dale, never would I hurt you. You’re safe with me, understand?”
I didn’t answer, just stared at him, unsure what to say or what to do. He called this safe? What was his idea of safe, anyway? Bet it differed from mine. Maybe he needed to switch channels on that communication thingy.
“Okay.” Keyno took a deep breath when I didn’t answer. “Why don’t we just… tell you what. Would you like something to eat or drink? You’ve been asleep for nearly twelve hours.”
Was he kidding me? Eat? Anything I put in my stomach was going to make a reappearance. “Can I get dressed? I don’t have… all my clothes are… Jesus.” I wanted out of his bed, the sooner the better.
I huddled beneath the sheets, terrified of this creature that had overseen me being forcibly questioned and who had admitted to sticking stuff in my brain, suspicious, and more than a little angry. Why was he acting so nice and concerned? I had no reason to believe he was nice. Was this a trap? Was he trying to trick me for some reason? That guard had told me that I’d been chosen, and I’d been harvested illegally. Then the human doctor had told me that this alien had called me ‘my chosen’.
I had put two and two together and didn’t like what I’d come up with. I had many questions I needed answers to, but I didn’t know which one to start with and wasn’t sure I could hold on to my temper. Then there was the little problem of stark raving fear. But one thing I knew for sure—I wanted to be dressed. Sitting here naked had me at a distinct disadvantage.
Author bio:
M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets, herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!
When not writing, she’s exploring the latest M/M novel to hit the market, watching her beloved Steelers, or sitting glued to HGTV. That’s if she’s not on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and they have two children.
She was a finalist in the Rainbow awards for 2013. Drop by her blog at http://machurch00.blogspot.com/
My links:
Blog http://machurch00.blogspot.com
Twitter : https://twitter.com/nomoretears00
Facebook: M.A. Church http://goo.gl/OlGWFb
The Harvest FB fan page: https://www.facebook.com/#!/theharvest00
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5141393.M_A_Church
September 27, 2014
Stranded: A Wayward Ink Anthology
I’m lucky to have a short story included in the Stranded anthology from Wayward Ink Publishing.
My contribution is a steamy short titled “The Buckle”.
Fans of my Wednesday Briefs story “Noah’s New Plan” may recognize the title. It’s the name of the bar where Eli works as a bouncer at night. You may also remember that Eli’s friend Rex owns the Buckle…
Stranded will be available in ebook and paperback on October 10, 2014. You can pre-order now at WIP’s website.
http://www.waywardinkpublishing.com/product/stranded/
The Buckle
After working his restaurant all day, Rex spends his nights running The Buckle, a rough and seedy gay bar. So caught up in his work, it’s his friend who finally points out the cute little man that’s been following him with his eyes the entire night. Hayden loves big guys like Rex—and when he gets ditched by his friends, it’s Rex to the rescue with an offer to use the phone in his private office. Only the telephone isn’t the only offer that’s on the table…
Available in eBook and Paperback
http://www.waywardinkpublishing.com/product/stranded/
Amazon Pre-Order coming soon
Stranded: A Wayward Ink Publishing Anthology
Stranded: A Wayward Ink Publishing Anthology
