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December 2, 2018
Release Blitz: Saving Jax by L.M. Brown
RELEASE BLITZ
Book Title: Saving Jax
Author: L.M. Brown
Publisher: Self-published
Cover Artist: Sheri McGathy
Genre/s: MM romance, sci-fi, ménage, MPreg
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 79 000 words/ 197 pages
It is a standalone story.
Release Date: December 1, 2018
Tagline
To save his unborn babies, he must put his trust in strangers.
Blurb
Jax has made mistakes in his life, the biggest of which was falling for Lyndon. His love died when Lyndon refused to claim him as his mate after Jax discovered he was pregnant. His feelings turned to hate when his babies were stolen from his care the day they were born.
Reliant on Lyndon for the cream he needs to survive, Jax does everything he can to keep him happy and he lives for the day when he will be reunited with his children.
When Jax discovers he is pregnant for a second time, he is terrified his second litter will be taken from him, too.
Ty is a dual-gendered feline who dreams of carrying his own babies one day. If they are fathered by Cal, the sexy feline he feeds from, it would be even better. Ty’s parents have other ideas. They don’t wish the public to know that their high-born son is dual-gendered, and arrange for a mating festival to take place so Ty can choose a dual-gendered mate of his own.
Although Ty has no intention of submitting to his parents’ wishes, something about Jax draws Ty to him and when he and Cal discover Jax’s secret, they know they must help.
Ty and Cal offer Jax a way to escape Lyndon’s clutches, but Jax knows almost nothing about the two felines who have offered to claim him.
The stakes have never been higher and Jax must learn to trust again, or risk losing everything.
Excerpt
Ty helped Jax into the boat, and once they were seated, Cal joined them and rowed them out to the middle of the lake.
“Privacy at last,” Cal said as he pulled in the oars. “Though you could have picked somewhere away from the water.”
Ty snorted. “And have Lyndon lingering around?”
“Perhaps not.”
Jax frowned. “Are you saying you deliberately ditched Lyndon?”
“We are,” Cal confirmed. “We wanted to talk to you privately.”
“You did?”
“Yes,” Ty said.
“What about? It’s my uncle you’d need to speak to if you wanted to claim me as your mate.”
Ty gave another snort, this one even louder than the first. “Don’t you get a say in the matter?”
Jax trailed his fingers in the water. “Not really.”
“Why not? It’s your life?” Cal said.
Jax sighed, but didn’t say anything. It hadn’t been his life for a long time, but how could these two felines possibly understand that?
Ty took hold of Jax’s hand and gave it a squeeze. “Jax, we know you’re in some kind of trouble, but we can’t help you if we don’t know what the problem is?”
Jax finally looked at Ty and saw nothing but compassion in his amber eyes. “You should choose another mate, not me,” he whispered.
Cal slowly inched over from his seat and sat at Jax’s feet. “Ty will choose whoever he wants. Take it from someone who knows. Now, why don’t you tell us what the issue is with Lyndon?”
“There is no issue.”
“I disagree,” Cal argued. “I saw him fucking you in the garden earlier. Does your uncle know you’re not a virgin?”
The world swayed around him and Jax thought he might throw up. Then a strong arm wrapped around his shoulders, and he leaned into Ty, the strong steady heartbeat of the feline next to him helping to keep him calm.
“Yes, my uncle knows,” he whispered. “But he doesn’t know Lyndon is the one who has fucked me.”
“He doesn’t?” Cal asked.
Jax shook his head and toyed with the hem of his kilt. He shivered, even though he had put on his warmer cloak before they’d begun their walk. His uncle did know about Lyndon. He just refused to believe it.
“Tell us what happened,” Ty encouraged. “We want to help you.”
“Why?” Jax asked. “You don’t know me. I’m just a stranger who’s been paraded in front of you because I happen to have both female and male genitals.”
Cal took his hand and gave it a quick squeeze. “Because what I saw in your face when Lyndon walked away this afternoon was not the face of a feline in love with his devoted servant.”
Jax gave a bitter laugh that he quickly tried to suppress. “I haven’t been in love with Lyndon for a long time, if I ever was.”
“Your uncle seems to think a lot of him,” Ty commented.
“That’s because he doesn’t know the real Lyndon,” Jax replied. “If he knew what he was really like… oh, who am I fooling? He’ll never believe a bad word about him.”
“Why not?” Cal asked.
“Because Lyndon is my uncle’s primary food source, too,” Jax said.
“That’s no reason to believe him over his own nephew.”
Jax shrugged. “He won’t hear a thing said against him. Believe me, I learned that lesson the hard way.”
“Talk to us,” Ty urged.
Jax could tell he wasn’t going to get off this boat until he told them what they wanted to know. Perhaps he could give them an edited version they would accept.
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About the Author
L.M. Brown is an English writer of gay romances and all male ménage romances.
She believes mermen live in the undiscovered areas of the ocean. She believes life exists on other planets. She believes in fairy tales, magic, and dreams.
Most of all, she believes in love.
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November 21, 2018
Book Blast: Polyamory on Trial by Jude Tresswell
BOOK BLAST
Book Title: Polyamory on Trial
Author: Jude Tresswell
Publisher: Self-published via Rowanvale Books
Cover Artist: Cerys Knighton
Release Date; August 31, 2018
Genre/s: M/M/M/M, crime and mystery
Heat Rating: 2 flames (Trigger Warning: references to rape)
Length: 63,000 words/ 236 pages
It can be read alone. A third story will be published early 2019 so it is part of a series.
Blurb
A bittersweet story with two interwoven themes: a crime and mystery involving trafficking and a look at the workings of a polyamorous relationship.
A young Syrian needing treatment at Warbridge Hospital is seen by Phil Roberts, one quarter of a gay polyamorous quad living in north east England. The men in the doctor’s life are ex-cop, Mike Angells, gallery proprietor, Ross Whitmore and ceramist and artist, Raith Balan.
Phil is troubled. Is his patient in the UK legally? Who has caused his injuries? Is trafficking involved? As the foursome struggle to find out, hampered by the fact that Mike is no longer a detective, cracks begin to appear in their relationship. Can four men be equals? Is their lifestyle viable? Meanwhile, there are cracks of a different sort to deal with—and the job of doing so seems to fall exclusively on Mike’s broad shoulders.
Buy Links
Available as paperback, ePub, Mobi and PDF from Rowanvale Books and all usual distributors.
Excerpt
(Mike is talking about honesty, which, together with openness, love and passion, guide the quad’s approach to life. His little ‘asides’ feature at the end of the chapters.)
You could say that there are the big honesties, and there are the little honesties as well. The little ones involve the practicalities of livin’ as a foursome. Four blokes together. Shoppin’ to get, meals to cook, washin’ to sort, the loo to clean, the garden to dig, the bills to pay… all the usual family practicalities. But in a poly, we’re equally in charge, equally responsible. Theoretically, that is. One of us seems to think that it’s beneath his dignity to use a mop and that cleanin’ the loo should be left to his minions. He cleans up after himself—I’d shove his bloody head down the toilet bowl if he didn’t—but the proper wash, the one with the detergent and the disinfectant? No way. So, sometimes, we just have to be very honest and tell him he’s a shiter, or rather, Ross and Phil tell him, and I try to look threatenin’. It’s hard, cos I often want to laugh. He comes up with such a load of bollocks for excuses! Then he sulks, or gets in a strop, because he feels we’re gettin’ at him, but we have to. It’s the thin end of the wedge otherwise. He’ll shirk everythin’ if we don’t get tough and lay down the law. That’s what I mean by the little honesties. If sumthin’s wrong, then we have to be upfront about it and say so, even if it causes bad feelin’ for a time.
But I think you probably meant the big honesties. Keepin’ secrets. That sort of thing. Obviously, by their very definition, I don’t know if the others are keepin’ secrets. And yes, I would keep sumthin’ secret if I thought that sharin’ it would place the other guys in danger. In fact, I have done that, and so has Ross. But, to me, that’s not dishonest. Personally, I would never tell the others a lie, a big lie, the kind that’d rock the boat. I might not tell the whole truth, but I would never tell an untruth, if that makes sense. I think our quad’d crumble if we weren’t honest with each other. If there isn’t trust… There has to be trust.
About the Author
I write about gay polyamorous men, but I’m a monogamous female. I’m also asexual. I have no problem imagining the lives of my four men, though, as long as there’s no me (or any other female) in the scene. The term for this dissociation is anegosexual, I think.
I have a lot of hobbies, which is just as well as I spend a lot of time with my imagination and I need to be metaphorically tied down to the real world. I dance, I sing, I play the guitar (the last two, badly), I love geology and I’m interested in languages, and, of course, I love to write.
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November 18, 2018
Cover Reveal: A South Texas Holiday
Well, it’s been a long time since I’ve posted a cover reveal of one of my own stories, but this one is coming up fast, so I thought I better do it before the release date is here. This is my first holiday story, and one that focuses on my Latinx culture, as well as how family can be found in more than one place. So without much more talking, here is the cover for A South Texas Holiday, followed by the blurb and purchase links. The release date is December 8th, but you can pre-order now.
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Excerpt:
Jesus Mendoza is looking to get away from big city life and forget about his cheating ex-boyfriend. So when he has the opportunity to film a local Posada at a progressive church in South Texas, he takes the first ticket out of Chicago and heads to Puntos Del Rey.
The first thing he notices is the heat, but the second is hunky Frank Villalobos, his guide for the week of the Posada. While Jesus tries to keep things professional, his attraction to Frank is undeniable. As Jesus gets to know the members of the church and their stories, he learns about a culture that has long eluded him. But will he get to learn more about Frank, too?
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November 15, 2018
Release Blitz: A Kiss Before Christmas by AE Ryecart
RELEASE BLITZ
Book Title: A Kiss Before Christmas
Author: A E Ryecart
Publisher: A E Ryecart
Cover Artist: Tammy Clark
Genre/s: Contemporary gay romance, Christmas story
Heat Rating: 2 flames
Length: 37,200 approx words
It is a standalone story.
Release Date: 15th November 2018
Buy Links – Available on Kindle Unlimited
Blurb
Christmas is looming and Jack De Lacy needs a solution to one hell of a fix.
Dumped by his boyfriend in favour of his best friend, Jack’s been busy bragging about the hot new man in his life.
A hot new man who doesn’t exist.
With an important function to attend where he’ll come face-to-face with his ex, Jack knows he’ll be a laughing stock when his boasts are exposed as nothing more than wishful thinking. He’s desperate but time, like his options, is running out.
Rory Kincaid is scared he won’t last another night sleeping rough on London’s frozen, snowbound streets. With all the homeless shelters full, Rory seeks refuge in the first empty doorway he stumbles across.
Finding Rory shivering in the sub-zero temperatures, Jack can no more send him away than kick a puppy out into the cold. A shower, shave and hot drink later, and the grubby street kid is transformed into a beautiful young man.
As the attraction between them grows, so does a plan that will get Jack out of the mess he’s in and give Rory a warm, safe home for Christmas. Sweet and adorable, Rory will make a great fake boyfriend for the holidays – the problem is, neither Jack nor Rory is sure where the make believe ends and the truth begins.
Warning: this 37k novella contains a camp Christmas tree, a drag queen Christmas fairy called Doris, way too many jugs of eggnog, a closet posh boy, and the sweetest Kiss Before Christmas ever.
Excerpt
Jack swung around. “Wait.”
The kid stopped and looked back over his shoulder, his body braced against the buffeting snow.
What am I doing? It was madness, but the feeling that he was kicking a puppy or leaving a kitten in a bag to die, weighed on Jack.
“You can come upstairs and have a have a cup of tea while you wait out the worst of the weather.” What the hell have I just done?
The kid shifted his weight from one already soaked foot to the other. “No, but thanks. I’ve caused you enough bother already. And you gave me some money – thank you. I’ll go—”
“I might be able to run to a sandwich as well.” What next? A bed for the night?
“I don’t know. . .”
“Well, make your mind up, and do it now. I’m not standing out here freezing my bollocks off for much longer. A cup of tea and a sandwich is the offer, and then you’re on your way. Take it or leave it.”
Jack turned and unlocked the door, the warmth from the hallway a welcome caress against his cold skin. It had been a rash offer but a good one on a night like this. Well, the kid had turned it down, so he’d have to take his chances on the streets.
“Yes. Please. If you’re sure?”
Jack looked over his shoulder. The wind had picked up, and huge snowflakes swirled around. Enough snow had already fallen to cover the black-and-white-tiled path, and it wouldn’t be long before there was a whole lot more. Jack jerked his head, and the boy retraced his steps, following Jack inside and up the stairs.
“No offence, but you really smell.” The words tumbled from Jack’s mouth, his nose wrinkling as he closed the door to his top-floor flat. The kid had only just walked over the threshold, but he was already stinking the place out. In the cold, outdoor air, Jack hadn’t smelled the tangy, ripe aroma but up close and in the warm. . . He sniffed and coughed as his throat closed up. Christ, it was horrible. He’d offered food and drink, but a shower was top of the list.
“Sorry, but I’ve run out of my usual cologne, so I’ve had to splash on Eau de Homeless.”
Jack froze, his arms half in, half out of his coat sleeves. He stared down at the stranger, the stinking, smelly stranger he’d let into his home. And what was the kid doing? Giving him lip. Which Jack knew he deserved. He carried on peeling off his coat and hung it on a hook on the wall. Yep, he’d deserved the comeback because he hadn’t been exactly tactful.
“Sorry. That was a bit – well, you know.” Jack glanced at the kid, but the brief flare of spirit had been doused, leaving him as cowering as he had been on the doorstep. “Look, I’ll sort you out a towel and some clean clothes. I’ve got some old clothes I was going to take to the charity shop, but you might as well have them. I’ll get you a spare razor, too.” Old enough for dark scruff to shadow his skin, Jack thought, so maybe not such a kid after all. Jack turned away, then stopped. A vital piece of information had been omitted.
“I’m Jack, by the way. What’s your name?”
“Rory.”
About the Author
I love all kinds of MM romance and gay fiction, but I especially like contemporary stories. Born and raised in London, the city is part of my DNA so I like to set many of my stories in and around present-day London, providing the perfect, metropolitan backdrop to the main action. I write at home, in the gym, in cafés – in fact any place I can find a good coffee!
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Release Blitz: To Be Honest (#lovehim series 3) by S.M. James
RELEASE BLITZ
Book Title: To Be Honest (#lovehim series book 3)
Author: S. M. James
Publisher: May Books
Cover Artist: Story Styling Cover Designs
Genre/s: YA LGBT romance
Length: 81,000 words/380 pages
Heat Rating: 1 – 2 flames
It is a standalone story.
Release Date: November 15, 2018
Buy Links – Available on Kindle Unlimited
Blurb
2400 miles. Four friends. One big secret.
Angus Reid is pretty sure he’s being catfished.
After spending the last half of junior year talking online to the guy of his dreams, Angus wants to meet. In person. So when Scotty brushes it off with excuses of not being ready, red flags go up.
Determined to either catch Scotty out, or take a shot at real love, Angus embarks on a summer road trip with his adorkable roommate, Tyler. But as summer stretches on, and mixed messages fly between them, Angus finds his heart torn.
His potential catfisher?
Or his straight best friend?
And while their road trip takes them across the country, Angus is headed for one destination.
Either a happily ever after … or a broken heart.
All books in the #lovehim series are stand alones. The series number is recommended reading order.
Excerpt
I pull out of the parking lot and Tyler directs me to the campsite. The ground is rough as anything, and it’s lucky it’s summer, because I can just imagine that in winter we would be driving on ice.
“Just here,” Tyler points to a space ahead, confirming it on the map the campsite admin handed us.
It’s reasonably busy and we’ve had to drive a bit further down. There’s forest pushing in all around us and I can only spot two other tents. Not that those monstrous things could be called tents.
“Just do you know,” I say as I put the car in park and follow Tyler out. “If I get killed, I’ll hold you personally responsible.”
“If you get killed, I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
“I’ve got to tell you though, I’m not planning on dying a virgin.”
He throws a smirk at me over the roof. “Don’t worry, neither am I.”
I open the trunk and start shifting some of our stuff into the front while Tyler lays down the back seats. When I climb in, a thrum of electricity passes over my skin and I have to remind myself to cool it. We’re just friends. Tyler slides in after me.
“Here.” He hands me some blankets and we set to work making it comfortable before lying back, heads rested at the opening.
It’s so peaceful. The night is still and quiet, holding the warmth of the day, and the stars stretch out above us endlessly, smudges of silver blurring them together. I fold my hands behind my head as Tyler takes off his glasses and tosses them in the front.
“And that right there,” Tyler says in a nasally voice, pointing through the back windshield of the open trunk. “Is the ubulla majorious.”
I give him the side eye, not sure if he’s joking or not. “Oh yeah, and what’s that?” I point to another cluster.
“The fibrosious enema.”
“And that?”
“Ursulla’s Uranus.”
I snort, rolling onto my side to look at him. “You are so full of shit.”
“I swear.” He lays a hand over his heart. “See? There’s Angusius’s Titianus.”
He finally gets a laugh out of me and I shove his shoulder a little. “I think your brain’s broken.”
“Nope. It remembers everything, remember, Angus?”
“I do remember. Which is why I wouldn’t be surprised if you knew all the actual names of the constellations and were just goofing around.”
He tries to hold back a guilty smile.
We lapse into a comfortable silence, him staring up at the stars, and me staring at everything but him.
I hesitate. “Thanks for not bailing on me.”
“Are you kidding? It was a choice between this and going home. Trust me, it was a no brainer.”
“I’m honored.” I roll my eyes.
He chuckles softly and pokes me in the bicep. Two fingers. Just like the first day we met. “You should be. You’re always my first choice.”
My cheeks heat and my stomach twists painfully. I’m well aware of his teasing tone but somehow my body completely misses it. “I mean, I wouldn’t say you’re my first choice. At least second or third, though.”
“Ho-oh!” He hangs his head back, showing off his long neck. “You’ve wounded me.”
“Need mouth to mouth?”
He cracks up. “I’d probably enjoy it too much.”
He’s teasing. Teasing. But damn it, if I don’t get this flirting under control it’s only a matter of when not if our friendship implodes.
I’m dying to trace my lips over that long, smooth stretch of skin just below his ear.
He rests his head to the side, looking at me, and a chunk of hair flops down in his eyes. “Have you heard from Scotty yet?”
The lust dries up as worry kicks in. “No, actually. I’m trying not to think about it.”
“I’m sure he’s fine.”
“If he’s done something—”
“No. He wouldn’t have. From what you’ve told me it was his choice, you can’t think like that.”
I scrub a hand over my face. “I basically forced it on him though.”
“Hey.” Tyler’s fingers circle my wrist and he tugs my hand away. “Nope. We’re not doing this. You don’t control other people’s choices. Not today, not tomorrow, just don’t.”
“If only it was that simple.” I sigh.
“It is.” He’s so certain I almost believe him. Instead I reach out and pull the back door closed.
“I’m tired,” I say, tucking up my legs. And if my legs are too long for the space, Tyler’s definitely will be.
With the door closed the outside world is cut off. Tyler turns back to the window, looking up at the sky, and for the thousandth time this year, I wish I had someone to share my feelings with. It sounds lame as hell but I could really use a hug. I just want somebody to be my somebody.
And with Scotty gone, I’m further from that than ever.
About the Author
S.M. James writes books for teens about squishy sweet characters.
While not writing, SM is a readaholic and Netflix addict who regularly lives on a sustainable diet of chocolate and coffee.
Unapologetically dishing out HEAs for LGBTQ characters.
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November 9, 2018
Release Blitz: His Two Leading Men by Aidan Wayne
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Book Title: His Two Leading Men
Author: Aidan Wayne
Publisher: Self-Published
Cover Artist: Aidan Wayne
Genre/s: Contemporary sweet gay romance, menage
Heat Rating: 2 flames
Length: 57,000words/ 205 pages (309 in kindle format, 296 in PDF)
It is a standalone story.
Release Date: November 9, 2018
Buy Links – Available on Kindle Unlimited
Blurb
Broadway star Skye’s whole life is an act.
On the surface, he’s living the New York Dream – acclaimed by critics for his stunning debut, playing to packed audiences every night.
They don’t know the truth.
Battling crippling anxiety, every show is a struggle for Skye. Only one thing gives him the courage to step into the spotlight every performance – the steady, calming support of costumer Russell. But Skye can’t burden Russell with all his demons…
When wealthy patron Brent takes an interest in Skye, everything the actor knows is turned upside down. Charismatic and confident, Brent is everything Skye isn’t… and just what he needs. But how can he choose between gentle Russell and magnetic Brent? Russell means so much to him, but the chemistry between Skye and Brent is undeniable.
Or does he have to choose at all…?
Excerpt
Quick changes, Skye decided as he scrambled offstage yet again, were the worst part of any show. It was the start of full-dress rehearsal week for the Broadway debut show Child’s Play, so he was figuring out how to get into and out of his costumes–and in time to scale the ladder to the height of center stage so he could descend from the ceiling. He’d botched it twice already, not making it in time for his cue, and he was a mess of nerves trying to get decked out in his light-up tuxedo while he paid attention to the music.
“Hey,” his quick-changer murmured as he affixed Skye’s mask. “You’ve got this.”
Right. Skye nodded and hurried over to the ladder.
After rehearsal was over and the cast was undressing and taking off makeup, Skye decided to track down the quick-changer. His calm amidst the storm had really helped, and Skye wanted to say thanks.
It had been chaotic and dark, but Skye didn’t have a problem remembering what he looked like. Taller than Skye, with dark brown skin and kind eyes.
He found him fixing costume pieces on their hangers, and seeing him in full light–he looked more like someone who should be modeling clothes, over making them. “Hi,” Skye said, trying to sound more confident and less shy. “Uh, I’m Skye. I don’t think we’ve been introduced?”
The quick-changer chuckled, a low, throaty sound, and held out a hand. “Russell,” he said. “And I know who you are. Hard to miss the Power Prince.”
Right. Skye was still in full makeup. He, at least, was easy to recognize. He ruefully rubbed the back of his neck. Skye tried his best to get to know the stage crew, but between them and the cast there were a lot of people to keep track of. Once the show was up and running for a few weeks he’d definitely be better at it, but people sort of stayed in their little boxes during rehearsals. They didn’t meld properly into one complete unit the show actually started. But Russell he wasn’t going to forget. “I just wanted to say thanks.”
“What for?”
“For, you know, encouraging me back there. I really needed it. And it helped a lot.”
Russell smiled at him. “Happy to help.”
“Yeah, uh–” It didn’t feel like enough, just saying thanks. And he didn’t know the guy yet–but it’d be a good idea to get to know him. Especially considering he’d be the one helping Skye strip down and then dress back up twice a show. “Are you busy, now that rehearsal is done for the day?”
Russell shook his head. “Just need to finish prepping this all for tomorrow. Shouldn’t take me long. Why?”
“You want to grab a bite to eat together?”
“Sure.”
“Want to meet by the back door when you’re ready? I have to take all this off anyway.”
Russell chuckled again. “I might be done before you are, but sure, yeah. Meet you then.”
Skye grinned. “Great.”
He left to go peel off his costume, unpin his wig, and take off all the stage makeup. In the end, he just wiped off as much as he could manage. He was pretty sure all Broadway actors had perpetually lined eyes at this point. Well, it wasn’t like he minded that much–it did make his eyes pop.
When he was dressed in real-people clothes again, he grabbed up his bag and left for the backstage door. A few people were still milling around, but Russell was standing a little off to one side. Not checking his phone or anything, just watching what was going on around him.
Skye went up to him. “Hey,” he said. “Thanks for waiting. Looks like you were right; you were done before I was.”
Russell blinked at him and then laughed. “So that’s what you look like when you’re out of makeup. I’ve been wondering.”
“You have?”
Russell shrugged. “I mean, I’ve seen everyone’s playbill headshots, but by the time I get to most of you, you’re all in makeup, if not costumed.”
“I thought you were one of the costumers.”
“Yeah, but that mostly means I’m sewing or repairing or washing. I just get put on the quick-changes once we get into dress shows. I’ve got fast fingers.”
Skye laughed. “Okay, good to know. And, I mean, I appreciated them. You’re going to be the one working with me?” Hopefully he didn’t sound to eager.
“Yup. For the changes on that side of the stage that need an extra pair of hands, I’m your guy.”
Skye smiled. “Nice to hear.”
“So where we headed?”
“Oh, uh,” Skye might not’ve thought that far. “What are you in the mood for?”
“You pick. You were the one who did the inviting, after all.” Russell grinned at him.
Skye tried not to panic. He wasn’t so great at choosing things. “Um.” There was that burger joint a block away that he and the others frequented a lot, that might be a good place. But maybe that was too fast-foody? There was a sushi bar pretty close by too, but Russell might not like that. Maybe–
“Actually,” Russell said after what was probably too long a pause on Skye’s part, “I could really do with a burger. That sound good to you?”
Crisis averted. Second time that day Russell had done that. “Yeah.” Skye smiled. “That sounds great.
Meet the Author
Aidan Wayne has been publishing LGBTQ+ fiction since 2016. While they usually stick with contemporary romance (both adult and YA), some soft sci-fi/fantasy has been known to sneak in as well. They primarily write character-driven stories with happy endings, because, dammit, queer people deserve happy endings too.
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November 4, 2018
Release Blitz: False Flag (The Phisher King 2) by Clancy Nacht & Thursday Euclid
NEW RELEASE
Book Title: False Flag (The Phisher King book 2)
Author: Clancy Nacht & Thursday Euclid
Publisher: Eine Kleine Press
Cover Artist: Clancy Nacht
Release Date: November 6, 2018
Genre/s: gay romantic suspense, political, Daddy kink
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 60 000 words /268 pages
Starting Nov 6: The Phisher King will be available for free on Kindle.
Blurb
Sequel to Rainbow Award-winning m/m romantic thriller “The Phisher King.”
FBI Agent Callum Riggs and hacker Hunter Walsh have settled into a quiet, contented life together with their Pomeranian, Bruiser. Under a hostile new administration, Cal’s changing duties at the Bureau frustrate his career and personal ambitions. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Cal, Hunter pursues vengeance against his would-be rapist Chad, following him into the heart of Seattle’s blossoming Alt-Right scene.
Will Cal’s handsome former partner Justin Barnes and Hunter’s mounting pile of secrets drive a wedge between them? With Barnes trying to woo Cal away from his current life, Hunter in too deep with a band of White Nationalists, and the authorities focused on all the wrong suspects, will Cal and Hunter find a way to save Seattle before tensions explode?
This sexy 60k romantic thriller contains: an undercover Pomeranian, a buff FBI agent who likes being called daddy, and a pink-haired hacker who has serious issues with authority.
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About the Authors
Clancy Nacht
Clancy Nacht is a bisexual genderqueer person who lives in Austin. Clancy has published several bestselling romances. Many of her books have been honored with Rainbow Awards; Le Jazz Hot won for Best Bisexual/Transgender Romance & Erotic Romance. In 2013, Black Gold: Double Black was a runner-up for a Rainbow Award. In 2015, Gemini won an Honorable Mention for Gay Erotic Romance and in 2016, Strange Times won an Honorable Mention for Science Fiction. Wyatt’s Recipes for Wooing Rock Stars was a finalist in the highly competitive William Neale Award for Best Gay Contemporary Romance. The Phisher King won second place in the Rainbow Award for Romantic Suspense, 16th for Gay Book of the Year.
Thursday Euclid
The Thursday Euclid is a strange and elusive creature dwelling in the Texas Gulf Coast region. Frequently mistaken for Bigfoot, Chupacabra, or the monster of the week, he is, in fact, a 30-something black sheep with a penchant for K-pop, geekery, and hot and sour soup. When he’s not playing Dragon Age or SWTOR, he’s probably watching B-movies or talking to his best friend and frequent collaborator Clancy Nacht. You can find him on Facebook, Twitter, or email him at thursdayeuclid at gmail dot com.
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November 3, 2018
Book Blast: Boy Next Door (Hot Off the Ice #5) by A.E. Wasp
Book Title: Boy Next Door (Hot Off the Ice #5)
Author: A. E. Wasp
Publisher: Self-Published
Cover Artist: Ana Phoenix
Genre/s: Contemporary Gay Romance
Heat Rating: 3.5 flames
Length: 100,000 words/432 pages
It is a standalone book.
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This is a story about losing the path and finding yourself.
It contains kissing, yelling, spanking, and carb-loaded family interventions.
Blurb
Hockey superstar Joey Luciano has always been good at being whatever people needed him to be. The fans want a good-looking fast-living party boy? Enter ‘the Looch,’ Joey’s carefully created public persona. But the cracks in his mask are starting to show, and he’s begun to lose touch with who he really is. It’s going to take someone who’s been there from the very beginning, to help him find his way home.
Coach Liam O’Reilly always had a very clear picture of what his life should look like. Falling in love with the infuriating, passionate, stubborn, and endlessly fascinating boy next door was not part of the plan. But when Liam’s carefully constructed life fell apart one Christmas Eve, Joey Luciano was there to pick up the pieces. Now Liam can’t stop wanting him.
The passion blazing between them on the ice and behind closed doors could leave both of them badly burned. But through the smoke, Liam can see glimpses of a future brighter than any he’d imagined, a future worth risking his career and reputation for, if only he is brave enough to reach for it.
But Joey’s got a secret he’s keeping from everyone. If it gets out, it could be the end of everything.
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Excerpt
“Hey,” Joey said, looking up from his phone as Liam fell into the bathroom. “Took you long enough. I’ve been in this fucking bathroom for ten minutes. It’s not that nice. One of those for me?”
“Fucking hell,” Liam said.
Those were the first words he’d spoken to Joey since Christmas Day. Jerk. Stupid gorgeous jerk.
”Okay, then.” Joey reached for one of the shot glasses and downed it, coughing a little from the tequila burn. He’d been expecting whiskey. “Tequila?” Bad things happened when they drank tequila.
Liam nodded and poured the other shot down his throat.
“Gina?”
“Who else?”
Who else but his big sister would do that? Of course, he’d known they were planning on trapping him in the bathroom. He’d also known Liam would do what they wanted, too. The O’Reilly-Luciano double-team had a ninety-five percent success rate.
He’d gone along with it because someplace, not even that deep inside, he desperately wanted to see Liam again. To see if Liam would still have the same effect on him as he had since puberty. Joey licked the last drop of alcohol off his lips, feeling a tingle of lust when Liam dropped his gaze to Joey’s mouth. Yeah. Still, the same effect. Stupid, good-looking smug bastard.
Liam set his glass on the counter with a thud, and then closed the distance between them, forcing Joey to look up to meet his eyes. Sometimes Joey really hated being four inches shorter than him.
“Nice outfit,” Liam said taking in the remains of Joey’s hastily-constructed pirate costume; red and black striped nylon pants ending in a ragged cuff just below the knee, black patent-leather Doc Martin boots, and a wide gold sash tied around his waist. He’d lost his shirt somewhere in the club. The way Liam couldn’t tear his eyes away from Joey’s tattoos made the loss of the two hundred dollar shirt totally worth it.
Liam picked up the end of the sash, sliding the silky material through his fingers. “How come every time I see you, you’re wearing some kind of costume?” Last time they’d met, Joey had been dressed as Santa.
Liam, of course, was his normal GQ self in dark trousers, a white dress shirt, and one of his vast collection of purple ties. The perfect simplicity of his clothes making everyone else look like they were trying too hard.
“How come every time I see you, you’re overdressed?” Joey asked.
Liam ran his hand through his thick red hair. “At least I’m not wandering around half-naked, letting everybody and their brother get their eyes all over me.”
Joey’s jaw dropped. “Excuse me?”
Liam scowled. “It’s a snake pit out there. I got groped half a dozen times walking here.”
Joey leaned back against the water-splattered sink counter. He crossed his arms over his chest. “Your point is?”
Liam stepped close enough that their thighs brushed. Dropping his hand heavily on Joey’s shoulder, he watched transfixed as his thumb traced the curve of Joey’s collarbone. “My point is, that maybe I don’t like the idea of you getting pawed at by a room full of drunks and puck bunnies.”
Joey knocked Liam’s hand away. He had to be fucking kidding. “Tough shit.” Joey pushed himself upright, poking Liam in the center of his (distractingly firm) chest, hard enough to make him take a step backward. “You got no right to tell me what to do or not to do.”
About the Author
After time spent raising children, earning several college degrees, and traveling the world with the U.S. State Department, she is returning to her first love – writing.
A dreamer and an idealist, Amy writes about people finding connection in a world that can seem lonely and magic in a world that can seem all too mundane. She invites readers into her characters’ lives and worlds when they are their most vulnerable, their most human, living with the same hopes and fears we all have. An avid traveler who has lived in big cities and small towns in four different continents, Amy has found that time and distance are no barriers to love. She invites her readers to reach out and share how her characters have touched their lives or how the found families they have gathered around them have shaped their worlds.
Born on Long Island, NY, Amy has lived in Los Angeles, London, and Bangkok. She currently lives in a town suspiciously like Red Deer, Colorado.
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November 1, 2018
Book Blast: Isobel Starling’s M/M Christmas Box Set
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Award-winning author Isobel Starling presents
The M/M Romance Christmas Box Set containing four funny, kinky seasonal romances
Book Title: The M/M Romance Christmas Box Set
Author: Isobel Starling
Publisher: Decent Fellows Press
Cover Artist: Isobel Starling
Genre/s: M/M Romance, comedy, puppy play
Heat Rating: 4 flames
Length: 46,193 words/262 pages
This is two novellas and two short stories, all with a Christmas theme.
With the holidays approaching Isobel Starling presents
The M/M Romance Box Set
containing four delightfully humorous and kinky seasonal romances.
This box set is available as an e-book;
you can read it free in Kindle Unlimited
or listen to the exceptionally funny audiobook by award-winning narrator Gary Furlong.
The stories in the box set are:
Fred & Ginger
Chris Miller, a patisserie chef for Big Boy Cupcakes has to rush the last minute order of cock cupcakes for the party of a celebrity, but in his haste to deliver, he falls foul of an over-keen chocolate labrador named Fred, and his handsome owner…
The Christmas Bonus
The Investobank Christmas shindig at the Lorien Hotel puts Jake Walters, and the object of his lust in the same place at the same time… and it’s Christmas!
Daddy Christmas (Daddy Kink short story) NEW!
Ryan Sutherland, a side character from ‘Detective Fox and the Christmas Caper’ at last gets the happy ending he deserves.
Back Where He Belongs (M/M Puppy Play Novella)
Kier Campbell returns to Scotland from Australia to spend Christmas with his family. What he finds there is a gift that is worth more than money could buy.
Please note: These stories are gay romance stories and contain graphic depictions of sex.
The total word count is approximately 46k, the audiobook is just over 4 hours long. These stories have all the Christmas feels to give you a warm glow inside.
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About the Author
Isobel Starling is an award-winning author of gay romance. Isobel spent most of her twenty-year professional career making art in Ireland. She relocated to the UK, and faced with the dreaded artist’s creative block, Isobel started to write and found she loved writing more than making art.
The Shatterproof Bond series is an Amazon Gay Romance bestseller and has been translated into French, German and Italian.
“As You Wish” (Shatterproof Bond #1), narrated by Gary Furlong, won the Audiobook Reviewer Award, Romance Category 2018. Isobel and Gary have produced ten audiobooks together, including whole Shatterproof Bond series.
Isobel will release the first book in her thrilling new fantasy series The Quiet Work in March 2019.
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October 31, 2018
Blog Tour, Giveaway and Interview: The Werewolf on Lowre Few Lane by Bryce Bentley-Tales
Tell us a little about yourself.
I was raised in the countryside of Kansas by my mother and father, in a town called Rose Hill. The closest city was ten miles away and named after a Native American Indian tribe called Wichita. I don’t know when I wanted to become a storyteller or why. From the sentimental scrap my mother kept, it looks like I first started storytelling around five years old through picture stories. My artistic expression as a youth in fact, had always been drawings and designs versus words. On the holidays, I would send my grandparents these creative picture stories that any story must have — a beginning, middle and end. I don’t know why I quit drawing. I am pretty certain my brain would have been better geared for painting or animation than writing. But even so, it was during high school I discovered I wasn’t too shabby at writing. That then became my medium – my first writing author project though would not occur for another twenty years when I started writing my nonfiction work, Queer Sense. At the same time, I started writing fiction which I self-published; with the exception of Rotville and The Zombie Squad, I taken most of those stories down. I have since published traditionally a gay erotic story and an adult horror book, Wehr Wolff Castle, and now this YA horror story, The Werewolf on Lowre Few Lane.
I plan to continue the journey that stem from those early times and see where this road takes me.
What would people be most surprised to know about you?
I think most people are surprised to learn I’m a psychologist, and second, people are always intrigue to discover I’ve been working with veterans for the last 8 years.
How do you relax?
I’m an avid jogger and when I’m not running, I take long walks. I’m not flexible worth a darn but I regularly do Yoga, and not enough. When I completed my psychologist training I was involved with mindfulness meditation, but I somehow loss that road and it’s one I really want to get back on.
How long have you been writing and what made you fall in love with writing?
I have been writing books since 2012 and I started with self-publishing. I have a very active mind and creating stories from these myriad of sparks flying inside my head, can be quite therapeutic. In the last couple of years, I’d say I’ve been getting the hang of it and I’m constantly learning better writing crafts through workshops and reading the works of others.
What are your ambitions for your writing career?
My ambition is to create a Sci-Fi story with numerous diverse characters, from ethnicity to gender to sexual orientation to cultural beliefs, and wow a global audience. Also, even though my current book has the technical genre of YA LGBT Horror, my intent, is to write stories with diverse characters who appeal to a diverse readership.
Describe a scene in your writing that has made you laugh or cry?
I was a bit impressed to find myself chuckling out loud while I re-read my current book. I do not claim to have written a masterpiece, but it is a fun, heartwarming story about friends that has a hint of horror and dark fantasy backdrop. I think I’m humored by the Irish accent as much as by anything else, and I enjoy the easy-going friendship between Jade and Colton. In the first chapter, Colton and Jade are standing near the street, and peeking around the fence to the house known to be haunted. In this scene, these characters have an enjoyable banter that curls up the edge of my mouth in an easy smile and I want to see where things go.
Give the readers a brief summary of your latest book or WIP.
Orion is from the year 2221. He and his robot, Blake, fly through a portal that propels Orion into the future. To the year 3021 in fact, where a new species of synthetic humanoids called roboman rule and govern Earth. Cybernetic humans known as humbots are second class citizens, and humans are an endangered species and most of them are feral animals, with no rights. Orion soon find himself at odds in this new society and luckily crosses path with a roboman, named Kylik, whom he forms a friendship with and even falls for. Orion soon discovers though he shares some odd connection to Kylik that is rooted to a dark ancient history of the robomans.
Give us a little insight into your main characters. Who are they?
Colton is an Asian-Irish early teen who has a stomach full of butterflies just thinking about the new American exchange student, Dylan. Colton we discover can be quite strategic in his planning and likes to think of all the possibilities before going on his quest. We see this one time in the story when Colton considers a way to invite Dylan over to his house.
Dylan is from Oregon and he is an easy-going kid who puts on the face he’s not worried about anything – everything is under control. We know that everything is really not under control, as Dylan as a tiny secret that only his aunt knows.
Jade is straight to the point girl, and she doesn’t miss much and good at tiny details. She in fact, is the one who calls Dylan out regarding his secret, and I don’t mean knowing he’s gay, but catching onto something else.
What genre/s do you enjoy reading in your free time?
I don’t know if I have a genre, but I love watching Sci-Fi movies though I’m not great at reading Sci-Fi books. The same is true for Dark Fantasy. I love The Lord of the Rings and I’ve read the series, but I can’t say I’ve read lots of dark fantasy, unless we think of Stephen King crossing over into that genre with his series, Gunslinger. I’m currently reading Origins by Dan Brown at the moment, but how I came pick this was merely me wandering into the bookstore and seeing what grabbed my attention.
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Book Title: The Werewolf on Lowre Few Lane
Author: Bryce Bentley-Tales
Publisher: NineStar Press
Cover Artist: Natasha Snow
Genre/s: YA Dark Fantasy LGBT
Length: 49,000 words/270 pages
It is a standalone book.
Release Date: October 29, 2018
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Blurb
A haunted house. A portal that lies inside. Four friends must enter both to save their world.
Thirteen year-old Colton has a crush on the new foreign exchange student, Dylan, but soon discovers his new American friend is not your average kid – he’s a werewolf. Their friendship has no time to blossom when Colton and his two close friends accompany Dylan to a haunted house, where they must search inside for a portal that will take them to another world where Dylan’s aunt is captive.
Excerpt
A loud clanging echoed across the yard, and we both cowered behind the stone fence post. Adjacent to the old post, a crumbling stone wall shielded us from anyone standing by the house. When I poked my head around the ledge, nothing but the motionless tall weeds could be seen in the yard and the same gloomy look the house had had before. It was dead quiet. Jade put her hands on my shoulders, her mouth next to my ear. “S-see, I told you. You believe me now? It’s haunted.” I tried to speak, but my mouth was dry. I brought my binoculars up, gripping them hard with both hands. “Probably just varmint inside,” I said.
“Aye. And maybe you and your butterfingers could be captain of the rugby team.”
“Har-har. You think the Kennedy twins really disappeared inside?”
“I told you. I saw them at the house when I was with Erin two nights ago. They said they were going inside.”
“Maybe they’re hanging out at the local pub downtown?”
“Colton, no one has seen those fellas since that night. They went inside and never came out, sure of it.”
I swiveled the binoculars around, peering at the large, arched front doorway, which had a wolf face door knocker. Jade whispered close to my ear, “You see anything?”
“Shhh, I can’t focus with your tongue in my ear.”
“My tongue isn’t in your ear,” Jade said, her voice irritated. After a few seconds, she pushed on my shoulder. “By the way, you find out the new foreign-exchange fella’s story? You didn’t take your eyes off him in class. I missed a lot while I was away.” She giggled. “You fancy him, don’t you?”
I cringed, lowered the binoculars, and spoke in a hushed voice over my shoulder. “Don’t say that out loud.”
“And who’s going to blimey hear us? Just us and the ghouls at 44 Lowre Few Lane.”
Lunchtime came, and I headed to the cafeteria. I scanned the room, searching for Dylan. My heart beat fast. I didn’t see him. Nor did I see anyone I wanted to sit with, or someone, for that matter, who would want me to sit next to them. Ms. Griffin was standing close to several teachers, and I picked up bits and pieces of the gossip. You could count on Ms. Griffin for gathering the latest scandal regarding students, teachers, and anything else, and sometimes she would let things slip to students. Especially if she liked them. She was talking about Brian and the fact that he and his brother had been at that house. I assumed she meant 44 Lower Few Lane. Boys’ laughter reached my ears and I turned. On the far side of the room sat a row of rugby players. My heart plummeted to depths of glumness. Dylan was sitting with them, his back to me. Several of the boys were laughing at whatever story Dylan was telling them. I got my lunch, my head hung down, and I clomped down the hall to go outside. A few boys were forming up teams for rugby and asking for players.A round-faced boy pointed toward me and asked, “What about him?”
I froze in place. A skinny, spindly-legged boy cawed in laughter and slapped the oval-face lad on the back. “Don’t be a muppet. He’s only good at running numbers in his head.”
The two boys faced away from me and continued their search for players.
Always singled out as the smart kid. The brainy one. Tears threatened to sell, but I kept control and headed to my favorite oak tree. I had no chance of winning over Dylan.
About the Author
Bryce was raised by his mother and father in the countryside near Wichita, Kansas and learned to become an avid reader from his mother and maternal grandfather who carries the last name of Bentley. Stephen King novels still stack his two shelves in his old bedroom at home. After graduating from his high school with a class size of 69, he completed college where he had never came out gay, then took a winding journey over his entire 20s. This took him to Indiana, then to the San Francisco Bay Area where he still did not come out but obtained a master’s degree. He traveled to Bangkok, Thailand during his late 20s to teach English for a year and he met his first boyfriend. Five years later, he completed his doctorate degree in psychology, which was inspired by a youth and young adulthood of feeling internally bewildered. Bryce started dabbling in writing in 2011 or in his mid-thirties. He self-published several works under his name over the last few years, but it was in 2016 he felt like he was finally getting the hang of this writing thing. The Werewolf on Lowre Few Lane is his first work under his pen name of Bryce Bentley-Tales. His next YA novel with a working title of Orion: The PreRobo Era Boy, is a work he is finishing up currently. Bryce currently lives in Dallas, Texas.
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