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Two Truths and a Lyle by DJ Jamison #kindleunlimited

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Title: Two Truths and a Lyle

Author: DJ Jamison

Release Date: January 26, 2023

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: friends to lovers, oblivious to love, small town, demisexual awakening, new adult

Themes: figuring out where you belong, home/community, friendship

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: approx 31 500 words

It is part of the Games We Play series, but it works as a standalone. It does not end on a cliffhanger.

This is a prequel novella. Its release also means the series is complete.

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Blurb

Two Truths and a…wait, what?!

What happens when drunken idiots, aka your friends, use a silly drinking game to sideswipe you and your BFF with the truth bomb that you’re actually in love with each other?

Truman: You impulsively kiss the best friend you’ve been in love with for ages…then wake up with a hangover—and regrets.

Lyle: You freak out because you’re not gay or bi, before realizing the kiss wasn’t *actually* bad. Then you begin to wonder…should we do it again?

Two Truths and a Lyle is a cute, low-angst M/M romance with two oblivious best friends who are perfect for one another, a town full of quirky residents who get in everyone’s business, and a sweet sexual awakening.

 

This novella was previously published as part of a promotion, but some new content has been added. 

 

Excerpt

“Okay, the game is Two Truths and a Lie,” Kevin announced. “Who’s first?”

Calista and Darren put their heads together, conferring quietly. Then Darren straightened, gesturing to Calista. “Ladies first.”

“I’ve never been accused of being a lady before,” Calista said to a round of laughter. She was gorgeous, with curly hair that was a little wild and curves that attracted her a steady number of boyfriends. But she was also one of the crudest people I’d met, always down for a dirty joke or reckless adventure. “But sure, I’ll go first. Okay…two truths and a lie. Hmm. Oh, I’ve got it! Here goes: I’m a Scorpio. I once wrecked my dad’s car. And my two best friends are in love with each other.”

“You’re not a Scorpio,” Tru said.

“Wait, aren’t all the truths supposed to be about yourself?” I asked.

At the same time, Evan said, “I thought I was your best friend. I’m not in love with anyone!”

And that’s when it hit me.

She was talking about me and Tru.

“Drink up, Calista!” Kevin called. “They busted you on the lie. You’re not a Scorpio.”

I noticed no one was suggesting she told more than one lie. Or calling her on the fact she’d told a supposed “truth” that wasn’t her own.

“I’ll go next,” Darren announced gleefully.

My gut clenched. Somehow, I knew what was coming. I glanced around the group playing the game, all ranging in age from about eighteen to twenty-two, all long-time acquaintances or friends. Was this some type of organized effort? Evan hadn’t seemed to know it was going down. So maybe it was just Calista and Darren. But that was still too much.

“Maybe we should head out,” I said to Tru.

“Why? We haven’t even played yet.”

Before I could answer, Darren was announcing his truths and a lie. “I’m a Scorpio. I’m a virgin. And my roommate and his best friend totally need to bone because they are in luuuurrrve.”

There were shouts of laughter, and Calista smirked. “I know you’re not a virgin.”

Hold up now. Calista and Darren? Surely not. At the ooohs and ahhs they started to get, Calista flipped off the room. “Dude, he’s a slut. I don’t need to screw him to know.”

I dragged a hand down my face.

“Wait, hold on,” Tru said. “Ly is your roommate.”

Darren smirked. “Yep.”

“And…his best friend is…?”

Darren raised his brows. “Don’t you already know the answer to that?”

Tru frowned, glancing between me and Darren. “I thought I did. Now, I’m just confused.”

“Join the club,” I muttered, though I suspected we were confused about different things. My stomach was squirming with discomfort as half the eyes in the room fixed on Tru and me. Fucking Darren. I knew he was behind this. I didn’t know why, but I’d find out.

Part of me wanted to jump up and tell him to knock it off. The other half wanted to sink into the sofa and disappear rather than draw more attention to myself.

“Ah, I think I get this game now,” Evan said. “Can I go next?”

Sweet Evan. Sweet, naïve Evan. I sighed with relief. Finally, the game would move on, and everyone would forget Darren and Calista’s entirely deluded suggestions that Tru and I were anything but good friends.

Hell, I wasn’t even gay. Or bi. So how could I be in love with my male best friend? I barely dated women, much less men. I was too busy working my ass off, trying to prove myself at the construction company Truman’s dad had built from the ground up while my dad did his best to drink himself into an early grave.

I’d always thought Truman would be right there by my side on the crew, making the back-breaking labor more fun. He had a way of turning everything in life into a big laugh. I hadn’t even realized how much he made me smile until he was gone and every day was just one dreary slog after another.

“Two truths and a lie,” Evan said. “Okay. I’m creating my own app.”

That was undoubtedly true. Evan was a classic tech geek, and at eighteen, he already did freelance work for a handful of companies. He didn’t need a degree, evidently, because he’d taught himself everything he needed to know in his spare time.

Evan continued, “I’m dating a girl.”

There was an immediate snort of laughter. Evan had been out as a gay boy for years.

“And…” He glanced guiltily in my direction. Oh no. Not him too. “Lyle and Truman are totally couples goals. If they could only see it for themselves.”

“Et tu, Evan,” I said.

Beside me, Truman gasped. “Evan, you’re dating a girl?”

Evan looked floored. “What? No?”

“The game is two truths and a lie,” Tru said. “If you’re not dating a girl, you told two lies.”

Evan shook his head. “Sorry, guys. But I’m still gay.”

“Well, I’m not,” I said shortly, standing and dragging Truman up by the arm. “I think it’s time to call it a night.”

 

 

About the Author

DJ Jamison writes romances about everyday life and extraordinary love featuring a variety of queer characters, from gay to bisexual to asexual. DJ grew up in the Midwest in a working-class family, and those influences can be found in her writing through characters coping with real-life problems: money troubles, workplace drama, family conflicts and, of course, falling in love. DJ spent more than a decade in the newspaper industry before chasing her first dream to write fiction. She spent a lifetime reading before that and continues to avidly devour her fellow authors’ books each night. She lives in Kansas with her husband, two sons, one snake, and a sadistic cat named Birdie.

 

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My Friend Tyler by Shea Swain

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Book Title: My Friend Tyler

Author: Shea Swain

Publisher: SSW Publications

Cover Artist: Shea Swain

Release Date: January 4, 2023

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Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Forbidden love, friends to lovers

Themes: Coming out, forgiveness

Heat Rating: 3 – 4 flames

Length: 71 487 words/ 133 pages 

It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Tyler Morales is a friend by association. So, when my inebriated ass stumbles into his bedroom after a party and see him bare, face down, and blindfolded in some sort of sensory play, I’m speechless. And when his partner removes the earplug in his ear and asks him if I can join in, with a nod of Tyler’s head, my body moves before my brain can catch up. 

Initially, I want to forget that night. Tyler never saw me and his partner doesn’t know me. But that proves difficult because I dropped something inside Tyler’s room. He traces the item back to me but it doesn’t matter. I want him even though I’ve never considered dating a guy. Problem is, Tyler hasn’t come out and it seems he comes with his very own stalker. None of that shit matters. I want what I want. So, tell me, what’s a guy to do?

 

Excerpt 

Chapter One

When your life changes, it is always unwelcomed…

Damian

Tyler Morales is a “friend” by association. When my friends meet up, we end up hanging out. Aside from being acquainted with some of the same people, we attend the same college and currently share a class. Like me, Tyler ranks at the top of his class so if I need a partner in a class and he’s available, we link up. 

He’s someone who’s easy to get along with. He’s modest yet, he doesn’t fade into the background, which is what I try to do. Fading probably isn’t possible for him. To be honest, he’s pretty as fuck, in a masculine way if that makes sense. 

Let me explain…

He’s probably a couple of inches shorter than my six feet four inches. Girls constantly orbit around him, gushing over him enough for me to know details like how soft his curly brown hair is, how long and how dark his lashes are, or that his hazel eyes have evergreen specks. Tyler is also pretty active on campus and I’m sure I’ve seen him in a sports uniform before. Plus, he seems like good people and though I’m not a social butterfly, it was nice of him to invite me to one of his rare get-togethers.

I push myself up off the floor. For several seconds, I comb through my memory, trying to figure out how I ended up asleep in Tyler’s guest bathroom. When I open the door, I see no one. I realize the small party/gathering is over. Half-awake but groggy, I get the idea that I’ll just let Tyler know I’m leaving.

So, I stumble down the hall, realizing I’ve never been in his place before now. It’s nice. When I trip over nothing and hit the wall, I know I’m not only sleepy but a little lit so I’ll be sleeping in Tyler’s parking lot till morning. I wonder if he’ll let me use his couch. That’s what I’m thinking when I stagger into the first door that’s ajar. If I say I wasn’t ready for what I see, it’s an understatement.

I wasn’t fucking ready.

Tyler is on his knees, face down with his naked ass up and blindfolded. His arms are stretched out with his wrists bound to the bed posts. At this angle, I see some device in the ear. But what has me frozen and speechless is a guy I’ve never seen before pounding into Tyler’s ass with abandon.

The sounds they are making…

The sounds Tyler’s making…

When I recover from my frozen shock and can bring myself to move, I jump forward, grab the guy by the arm, and yank him away from Tyler. The guy nearly crashes into an upholstered chair that’s in front of a window but somehow avoids it and falls to the floor. I look back at Tyler who is breathing heavily and has fallen to his belly as if exhausted.

I look back at the rapist, his eyes are wide and he’s righting himself. I’m seeing red. The need to beat his ass bloody is becoming stronger with every beat of my heart. But…I’m also finding it hard to breathe because my anger is mixing with something I’m ashamed to admit. I am so fucking turned on that my dick is rock hard and bucking against my jeans for release. This makes me even angrier. 

“What the fuck!” the guy yells. “Look, man,” he says as he stands and holds his hand up to stop me from advancing. “Tyler never said he had a boyfriend.”

I pause, frowning. 

Boyfriend?

“You should know we’ve been fucking for a couple of months now. He asked me to tie him up and fuck him like this?” 

The guy exhales as he rubs his hand over his hair. 

“Gene? Gene, what’s wrong?” Tyler whispers. 

I can hear apprehension reflected in Tyler’s tone. It’s not what I expect. It dawns on me that his mouth isn’t stuffed with anything and if he needed to, he’s capable of screaming for help. Help isn’t what I was hearing from him. 

“He asked you to do this to him?” I ask. My voice cracks. 

“He did. I’m sorry but how could I resist?”

I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Tyler isn’t gay, as far as I know. I think we’ve even hooked up with a couple of the same girls. 

I look at the guy. He’s ass naked too yet, I find nothing appealing about him which is a relief. I sigh as I focus my gaze to his eyes and face. 

 

About the Author

Shea is a woman who believes that love is life’s greatest gift so it’s no wonder she writes Romance Novels. She lives on the east coast of the United States with her family. A romantic to her core, Shea reads and enjoys watching anything with a love story. She especially likes binging on Romance TV around the holidays. 

She enjoys spending time with her family, meeting people, reading, chatting. Collecting Barbie dolls, toys, and Funko Pops makes her happy. But she’s addicted to watching anime, k-dramas, movies, and playing The Sims games. Shea also loves music and has mentioned that she writes better when she has music playing as white noise in the background. 

This exciting author writes Adult Romance in the sub-genres of Contemporary, Young Adult, New Adult, Paranormal, Sci-Fi, and Erotica.

 

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Deep Waters by Thom Collins #giveaway

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Book Title: Deep Waters

Author: Thom Collins

Publisher: Pride Publishing

Cover Artist: Kelly Martin

Release Date: December 27, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance, thriller and suspense

Tropes: Murder mystery, small town, coastal romance 

Themes: Secret lives, seeking justice, danger at sea

Heat Rating:  3 – 4 flames

Length: 61 740 words/ 262 pages

It is a standalone story. The third book in a linked Jagged Shores series but can be read alone. 

It does not end on a cliffhanger.

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In search of a story, he found murder and romance.

 

Blurb

Author Christian Costner is researching material for one of his dark thrillers and Nyemouth seems like the perfect setting for his next book. The small seaside town has witnessed plenty of trouble over the years, and Christian thinks it will provide him with the inspiration he needs.

He hires local tour guide and fisherman Harry Renner to help him explore the coastline for a couple of days. Harry is knowledgeable and mature beyond his twenty-eight years. Handsome too, though Christian thinks Harry is far too young for him..

As the weather worsens, Harry cuts short their first sight-seeing trip. Heading back to shore they spot a figure in distress in the water. A difficult rescue is made far worse when they discover the casualty has a knife wound to his abdomen and dies before they reach the safety of the harbour.

United by the trauma, Christian and Harry find comfort in each other, but when another murder comes to light, they find themselves at the heart of a dangerous mystery and the target of a killer more ruthless than they could ever imagine.

 

Excerpt 

Harry went to the bar. He didn’t know the bartender so didn’t have to face another barrage of questions about Niko’s death. “Two of whatever these were,” he said, holding up the empty tumblers. “Make them doubles.”

He glanced over his shoulder as he waited. Christian gazed into the fire, looking lost in his thoughts. What was it about him? Just this morning Harry had dismissed him as being far too old, but the more time he spent with him and talked to him, Christian’s appeal grew stronger. He can’t be that old, anyway, he reasoned. Ten, maybe eleven years older than he was. It wasn’t like fancying someone his dad’s age.

Of course, Harry knew what really drove this new attraction to Christian.

Death.

He’d learned from his time in the lifeboat how sex and death went hand in hand. He had taken part in three failed rescues when he was a member of the crew and afterwards he had always wanted sex. It wasn’t unusual. He’d even read an article about it—how sex helped people to feel alive after a clash with mortality.

Is that what this is? Do I only fancy him because we didn’t save Niko?

As he carried the drinks back to the fire, Harry realised just how much he did want Christian. They had been through a gruelling experience. What better comfort could there be than each other’s bodies? He didn’t want to go back to his flat on his own and wondered whether Christian felt the same about his lonely hotel room.

Fuck it. One more drink and I’ll ask him. The worst he can say is no.

Christian lifted his gaze from the flames when he returned. Their eyes connected and, just for a second, a hint of a smile. “Thanks,” he said, accepting the drink.

“Is this your favourite tipple? Whisky?” he asked, sitting down.

“Sometimes. It depends on my mood. But at the end of the night, when I want to unwind, it’s the best. I always bring a bottle with me when I’m working away—for a nightcap.”

Their eyes locked again, and Harry wondered if there had been a hint of an invitation in the last remark. Or is it just wishful thinking?

He had never been good at reading signals.

“What’s your hotel like?” he asked in a rush. “I’ve had a drink at the bar in Quay House, but I’ve never been upstairs.”

Christian’s brow furrowed in confusion.

Oh shit. I’ve judged this all wrong.

Then he smiled. “It’s nice. I’ve got a good-sized room that overlooks the harbour. Actually, it’s pretty great.” He sipped. “You’re welcome to come up, if you’d like to look around. I could also give you that nightcap.”

Harry’s pulse quickened, and a stiffness developed in his groin. “I’d love to.”

This morning he’d been so dismissive about Christian because of his age, and now there was nothing he wanted more than to spend the night in his protective embrace.

 

 

About the Author 

 

Thom Collins is the author of Closer by Morning, North Point and the Anthem Trilogy. His love of page turning thrillers began at an early age when his mother caught him reading the latest Jackie Collins book and confiscated it, sparking a life-long love of raunchy novels.

Thom has lived in the North East of England his whole life. He grew up in Northumberland and now lives in County Durham with his husband and two cats. He loves all kinds of genre fiction, especially bonk-busters, thrillers, romance and horror. He is also a cookery book addict with far too many titles cluttering his shelves. When not writing he can be found in the kitchen trying out new recipes. He’s a keen traveler but with a fear of flying that gets worse with age, but in 2013 he realized cruising is the best way to see the world.

Check out his website for news updates and a free ebook, The Night.

 

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A Silver Fox for Kinkmas (Naughty or Nice Season Three) by Colette Davison #giveaway

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Book Title: A Silver Fox for Kinkmas (Naughty or Nice Season Three)

Author and Publisher: Colette Davison

Cover Artist: Colette Davison

Photographer: Marx Chavez

Model: Rafa

Release Date: December 16, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Daddy kink, May to December, one-night-stand to lovers

Heat Rating: 4 flames      

Length: 71 300 words

It is a standalone story, but some of the characters appear in Crazy Little Thing Cold Love (Destination Daddies Season Two) and His Boy to Cherish (Naughty or Nice Season Two).

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I’m a commitment-phobe. He’s a widower. Is the true gift of Christmas each other?

 

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All I want for Christmas is a sexy silver fox, and Cuffd Kinkmas events are the perfect places to find temporary Daddies for steamy hookups.

I don’t expect to get swept off my feet. I don’t expect to want more of Magnus. 

Even though I’m freaking out, I can’t deny that he ticks all my boxes. He’s older, handsome, and firm enough to handle my brattiness. But when Christmas ends, will I run for the hills or be brave enough to stay?

 

A Silver Fox for Kinkmas is a May to December steamy romance with spankings, orgasm denial, a cock cage, and a talkative parrot. It’s part of the Naughty or Nice Season Three multi-author series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but there are so many Daddies and boys finding their happily ever afters, why not grab them all?

 

Excerpt

I turned around and almost bashed into a slim guy with strawberry blond hair and a chin cleft to die for.

“Well, hello, Santa.” He stared up at me with a bratty grin on his face. “Aren’t you sexy?”

That was a better start. I let my stare travel over him while he checked me out. He was wearing a hat and short-sleeved shirt made of green crushed velvet. The shirt had a plummeting V-shaped neckline, which drew the eye down to his waist and then a pair of green-and-red-striped shorts. They were tight. It was impossible not to notice the bulge of his cock.

“Like what you see?” he asked.

“Yes.”

His grin widened. “Do you want to dance?”

“Why not.”

“I’m not a great dancer,” he admitted.

I laughed. “Nor am I.” Not at the kind of dancing that went on in clubs anyway. I leant closer so I could whisper into his ear. “I don’t think many people here are.”

“Probably not. Club-dancing is a bit like dad-dancing at a wedding,” he decided. “A bit sad, but what does it matter if you’re having fun?”

“I like that analogy.”

“Are you here alone?”

“It is a singles night.”

He threw his head back and laughed. His laughter was like sparkling Pims on a sunny day. “I know, but you might have brought a wingman with you.”

“No. Have you?”

“No.” He rolled his eyes. “My usual wingman has got himself a permanent Daddy.” He ran a hand through his floppy hair. “I’m here to have fun.”

“And pull?” I ventured.

“Yeah, that too.” He held his hand out. “I’m Barney. It’s nice to meet you, Santa.”

I took his hand and shook it firmly.

“Nice grip.” His eyes sparkled.

“My name’s not really Santa.”

He stepped in close and put his finger over my lips. “I bet you have a sexy name, but tonight, I’m going to call you Santa.”

“Does that mean I can call you a naughty elf?”

“You can call me whatever you want.”

 

About the Author

Colette’s personal love story began at university, where she met her future husband. An evening of flirting, in the shadow of Lancaster castle, eventually led to a fairytale wedding. She’s enjoying her own ‘happy ever after’ in the north of England with her husband, two beautiful children and her writing.

 

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Coming Soon – Love In The Mediterranean by R. J. Peterson

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Book Title: Love In The Mediterranean (New Adventures in Love Book 4)

Author and Publisher: RJ Peterson

Cover Artist: Ron Perry Graphic Design

Release Date: December 20, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Older Guys

Themes: Second chance at love

Heat Rating:  4 flames

Length: approx. 43 000 words

It is book 4 in the New Adventures in Love series. It does not end on a cliffhanger

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Neil Watkins isn’t too surprised to receive an invitation to Rob Asher and Ben Rockingham’s wedding. After all, he’s been best friends with Ben’s son Kyle for several years. But he is excited to be invited to join them on the honeymoon – a party for a select group of family and friends on an all-expense paid Mediterranean cruise. He’s hesitant at first, but Kyle convinces him to go. Well, his own love life sucks at the moment. Maybe he’ll have better luck in the Med.

When he receives an invitation to their wedding and honeymoon party, Matthew Palmer balks at the idea of joining Rob and Ben on their honeymoon cruise. The master jeweler, a friend to both men, thinks the offer is way too generous, but Rob’s best friend Samantha persuades him to rethink his decision. His last relationship really knocked him for a loop, and maybe Sam was right and he should think about himself for a change

When Neil and Matthew meet, unexpected and undeniable sparks fly. Has their luck finally changed? Can this really be their second chance at love in the Mediterranean?

 

Excerpt 

As he approached the hostess at the doorway to the bistro, she looked up at him and said, Good morning, sir. Are you dining alone this morning?

Yes, plea—“ he paused, catching a glimpse of Matthew sitting alone at a table near the window. Excuse me,he said. That gentleman is part of the group Im traveling with. Let me ask if I can join him.

Certainly sir.

He strode to the table, hoping he wasnt making a fool of himself by intruding on Matthews breakfast.

Good morning, Matthew. Would it be okay if I joined you. Um, that is, um, if youre not expecting anyone.Dammit, I sound like an idiot. Dont be nervous. Hes just a friend.

Oh hi, NeilMatthew sounded genuinely pleased to see him. No, Im not expecting anyone and you can certainly join me if youd like.

Thanks.As Neil sat down, the hostess came over and handed him a menu.

Enjoy your breakfast, gentlemen.

Did you sleep okay?Neil asked, trying to start a conversation and not sound like he was daft.

Yeah, I didMatthew replied. I love the water and find the sound of it very soothing. I left the balcony door open when I was getting ready for bed last night and that helped relax me after a very exciting day yesterday.He paused to sip his coffee. What about you?

I did, too, actually,Neil said. That surprised me a bit since I often have trouble sleeping in a new place. Even though the seas are quite calm, I could feel a gentle rocking once I went to bed. I think that, combined with the alcohol we consumed at dinner, helped put me to sleep quicker than usual.

Matthew chuckled. Yeah, I drank more than I normally do yesterday. Im gonna need to behave myself on this trip.

A waiter approached carrying a carafe and asked Neil if he wanted coffee.

Yes, please,he replied.

“Are you ready to order?The waiter asked.

Id like the fresh fruit with yogurt,Matthew said. And some wheat toast, please. Do you have any peanut butter?

Yes sir, we do. Ill bring some with your toast.

A man after my own heart,Neil said with a laugh. I love peanut butter. Ill have the same for breakfast, please.

Certainly sir. Ill be back shortly with your orders.

Its so nice to find a fellow peanut butter lover,Matthew said.

I have a confession,Neil said, blushing a little. I may have packed some single-serve containers in my checked luggage. But I completely forgot to bring one with me this morning.

Thats hilarious,Matthew chuckled. And I wish I had thought of it.

Well, at least they have some on board. And if they happen to run out before the end of the cruise, Ill share my stash with you.

Deal.”

The waiter returned a few minutes later with their breakfast, refilled both coffee cups, and departed.

Do you have any plans for today?Neil asked, as he smeared peanut butter onto one of the toast slices.

I was thinking of walking around a bit and maybe figure out where things are.Matthew answered. I still cant believe were on a cruise ship. I mean, everything is so large. Its nothing like I expected.

I know exactly what you mean. I looked at some photos on the cruise line’s website and watched a video, but its still so much more than I expected.

Neil sipped his coffee and continued. I was planning on exploring a bit, too. Maybe we could check things out together? Might keep us from getting too lost.

Thats a great idea,Matthew effused. I gotta admit, it seemed a bit overwhelming to try and discover things all on my own.

If you remember correctly, before we left on this trip, we cruise virgins agreed to stick together,Neil smiled brightly. Weve got this.

The thought of spending at least part of the day with Matthew made everything seem a bit brighter.

 

 

About the Author

R.J. Peterson is a retired graphic designer. He is an avid reader, preferably while sipping a vodka martini or bourbon on the rocks. He’s had a long and varied career, including library page, car wash attendant, travel agent, and graphic designer in the marijuana industry. He also worked in banking for twenty-five years. He loves to travel and has been on 50+ cruises. When not on a cruise, he and his husband live in New England.

He didn’t grow up thinking he’d be a writer. That was never on his radar. Then a fateful day in January, 2021 changed it all. He woke with a story stuck in his head and started typing. The more he types, the more ideas he gets.

His debut novel, Love On The Horizon, was published in May 2021.

 

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Kaplan Chronicles Volume 3 *Special Christmas Edition* by H.M. Wolfe #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: Kaplan Chronicles Volume 3 *Special Christmas Edition*

Author and Publisher: H.M. Wolfe

Cover Artist: A.M. Snead

Release Date: December 15, 2022

Genre:  Contemporary M/M Romance with a dash of PNR 

TropesForbidden love, second chance, found family, holiday spirit

Themes: Coming out, forgiveness, finding true love.

Heat Rating: 5 flames       

Length: 35 000 words

The book is the third of a series that has to be read in order.  It does not end on a cliffhanger.

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With Cameron out of their lives for good, the Kaplans are ready to celebrate Yule, a time of spiritual renewal and giving thanks to the gods of their ancestors for the benevolence showed to them. Eoghan’s and Gwylim’s miraculously coming back from the dead, Aidan putting his traumatic past behind, Bennett coming home—these are only some of the things the clan is grateful for.

Eoghan and Phelan, now an established couple, have the approval of both families…except Niall, who still hopes to break them up somehow. Phelan has plans of his own; his fiancé is in for the surprise of his life, and so is the former elder of the Kaplan clan.

Carradine and Thorne, on the other hand, still hesitate to voice what they feel for each other, and Fionnuala is tired of putting up with her cold, arrogant husband, so different from her one true love.

Enter Graham, a ghost boy from the Kaplan family, who met an untimely death almost three centuries earlier, who decides to help the true soulmates find the way to each other’s heart again and enrolls the help of Gareth, Thorne’s son, and Methuselah, the resident ball python with a larger-than-life personality.

 

 Excerpt 

Gareth woke up in the dead of the night, the mighty thirst which overtook him driving him to the kitchen to quench it. Methuselah-the-python uncurled from the foot of the bed and followed the teen, hissing worriedly. There was no one on the corridors or into the kitchen, but the teen felt a shifting into the air and a chill ran down his spine.

Gareth took a small bottle of water from the fridge, twisted its cap, and emptied the contents in almost one go. Letting out a small sigh of contentment, he put the bottle into the trash can, then turned around to walk to the exit but bumped into something on the way. The object was emanating the same kind of chill Gareth sensed on his way to the kitchen.

Definitely someone, not something, he thought. “It’s freezing outside. What in the name of the gods are you doing in the snow and cold at this hour? You should be in bed wrapped in blankets, sleeping.”

“No blankets would keep me warm.” The answer came in an overwhelmingly sad voice. “And I haven’t slept in ages; I forgot what it’s like, but I’d really like to…” The one who spoke, a boy about Gareth’s age, abruptly stopped, then continued in a voice tinged with disbelief. “Wait, can you see me?”

“Of course I can. Blond, curly hair, beautiful blue eyes like the clear summer’s sky, a little shorter than me and also a bit thinner, and…” It was Thorne’s son’s turn to stop talking and vehemently shake his head. “No. That’s impossible. No way.”

Methuselah let out a long hiss as though he were confirming Gareth’s words, much to the other boy’s amazement. “You’re right, it is odd because you offered a perfectly accurate description of me.” The blond boy frowned. “Is this an expression from your time? Perfectly accurate? I’m trying to adjust and, since you are the first one I talk to in…”

“My time?” Gareth’s eyes went wide as a thought crossed his mind, making his blood freeze. “What time do or did you live in? What country?”

“Last I remember, I was seventeen in my father’s house, the Akedene Manor in Scotland, just before the brave, mighty clans were defeated by the English dogs in the Battle of Culloden.” The other boy paused a bit. “I’m Graham, the fourth son of Barclay Kaplan, laird of Akedene, and his loyal wife Annabelle.”

“I’m Gareth, the only son of Thorne St. Ives, a retired spy of sorts.” The teenager stopped to choose the right words. “What my dad does…it’s pretty difficult to explain to someone who is not from this time, as you put it.” The teen took a sharp inhale. “And I’m blind most of the time. I mean, all the time, except for now when I only see you.”

Graham gave a small smile and bent down to pet Methuselah’s head, causing the snake to express his affection through a long, soft hiss. “Is the sacred creature yours? Can he see me, too, or just using his senses?” He looked into Gareth’s eyes. “Don’t tell me you didn’t know snakes have healing and magical powers. Also, they are very wise.”

“I don’t know about other snakes, but Methuselah has quite a personality and sometimes he acts like he knows things, so yeah, I think there’s a drop of magic in him.” Gareth swallowed hard. “Back to you now; so, from what I understood, you are a ghost, right?” When the other boy nodded, he continued. “How did you end up in this situation?”

 

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H.M. lives with the coolest Mom in the Universe and a fat, gay, submissive tomcat. She loves writing stories about boys and men who love, cherish, respect and protect other boys and men.

 

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A Little Christmas: Jacob by TL Travis #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: A Little Christmas: Jacob

Author and Publisher: TL Travis

Cover Artist: Wendy Rathbone

Release Date: December 12, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance, Daddy/Boy 

Tropes: Age Play

Heat Rating: 4 flames

It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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For Jacob Shelton, life was anything but conventional, having been born with a silver spoon in his mouth though it was a loveless existence.

Jacob hoped there was more to life than money and was about to find out the hard way.

Richard Worthington longs for a boy of his own. One to nurture and care for, pamper and spoil. His friends in the lifestyle found their forever, so why’s it so difficult for him to find the same? Sugar baby after sugar baby leaves Richard wondering if it’s worth it.

Their paths cross in a chance meeting, though it’s a life-or-death decision that ultimately brings them together.

This is an MM Daddy/Little Christmas twist on the Little Princess Classic. Each age-play romance book can be read as a standalone.

 

 

 

About the Author

TL Travis is an award-winning published author of LGBTQIA+ contemporary romance and erotic musings that have earned “Best-Selling Author” flags in the US as well as Internationally.

When she’s not busy spinning steamy webs, she enjoys spending time with her family, going to concerts, wine tasting, and people watching. With every face, there’s a story and half the fun is dreaming up what it could be.

TL is surrounded by her extensive 4-legged rescue family, her sons, and adorable grandkids. She will continue saving furry friends in need for as long as she lives. Tl would like to remind you to “Adopt, not shop.” Saving that lost soul may very well be the one you need.

 

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Melody of the Snow by Blake Allwood #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: Melody of the Snow

Author and Publisher: Blake Allwood

Cover Artist: Samrat Acharjee

Release Date: November 16, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Opposites attract, instalove, hurt/comfort

Themes: self-discovery, new beginnings

Heat Rating:  3 flames    

Length:  72 850 words/350 pages

It is a standalone story in the Melody Series and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Family inheritance or his own passion… Can he have both?

 

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Hunter’s life is turned upside down when he’s forced to leave his ‘job of a lifetime’. When chance tosses him into the path of a very talented, and handsome young nurse, his life takes on a new direction he never could’ve anticipated.

Cam’s focus had shifted from pursuing his musical passion to nursing. But a one-night stand quickly changes into so much more, especially when that one-night stand ends up helping to run his late grandmother’s resort.

Career changes, inheritances, and a greedy corporation all make it seem impossible for these two men to make it. But, on the slopes of Colorado, they might just find love in the melody of the snow.

 

Excerpt 

I walked into the bar and immediately laid eyes on one of the most handsome men I’d ever seen. He was tall, though several inches shorter than me, and had that slim swimmer’s build that made me thirst to touch him. The fact that I caught him checking me out made me smile. Maybe tonight was showing promise after all.

I was about to walk over to him when the drag queen onstage began taunting him. After others joined in on it, he climbed onto the stage and started singing.

At first, I thought he had to be lip-syncing, because no way did someone randomly sing that well.

Of course, the more I watched from my vantage point, a head taller than most people at the bar, I realized it was actually his voice.

I sat and listened, mesmerized, as he ran through a full set of songs. He was about to leave the stage when the crowd demanded more, and during the pause in performing, I had enough sense to pull my phone out and record his final song.

As he began to sing Queen’s “Somebody to Love,” I felt my heart beat a little quicker. I wanted to be his somebody to love. No, fuck that, no. I needed to find somebody for the night, somebody to get my rocks off with, that was it. Once I started working for my aunt, my next opportunity to get away would be… well, probably too long to even think about.

I made my way toward the stage the moment he began the final bars of the song, recording him on my phone as I went. I wanted to be the first person he ran into as he came offstage, because I wanted him with all I had in me, especially after hearing his sultry singing voice.

The energy between us sparked, and it only took him a moment to agree to a hookup. When he snapped my picture and texted it to his friend, it made me like him that much more.

As a deputy, how often had I advised college kids to do that very thing? “Let someone know who you’re leaving with,” I’d imparted dozens of times. Even in our small town, several lives could’ve been spared if the kids had abided by that simple rule.

By the time he returned, I was beginning to salivate at the thought of having this sexy man’s body wrapped around mine.

I wasn’t one for physical affection outside the bedroom, but when he took my hand as we drove my rental to the hotel, I didn’t pull away. This guy felt different, like more than just a quick fuck, although that’s all it could possibly be.

Soon I would be headed for the mountains, miles away from Denver, in the height of winter. At best, I’d only get back here in the spring. More likely, though, my aunt would have me working so many hours I’d be lucky to see Denver next summer.

This was a one-night stand, but damn, I was going to enjoy every minute.

 

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Blake Allwood was born in west TN, then moved to Kansas City MO after attending college in Lamoni, Iowa. He met his husband in 1995 and they officially married in 2015, once gay marriage was legalized. In 2017, he and his husband sold their home, purchased an RV and began traveling the country with their two dogs. Their travels provide the inspiration and settings for many of his novels.

Typically, Blake can be found relaxing in the RV or by the fire with his laptop and their Jack Russell Terrier, Buddy, curled up between his legs demanding attention. Denver, their Siberian Husky mix is often asleep at his feet or playing tug of war with Blake’s husband.

 

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Winning the Season by Beth Bolden #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: Winning the Season (Miami Piranhas Book 4)

Author and Publisher: Beth Bolden

Cover Artist: Cate Ashwood Designs

Release Date: December 1, 2022

Genres: Gay contemporary sports romance

Tropes: Second chance romance, bisexual awakening

Length: 100 000 words

Heat Rating: 4 flames      

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Asa might be the head coach, but he’s a man first.

 

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Coach Asa Dawson has fallen wildly in love only twice in his life.

First with football.

Then with Scott Callaway.

But Scott isn’t just the one who got away.

He’s the one person—the one man—Asa hoped might finally show him how all-consuming passion could be.

Instead, fate (and football) intervened and they never got the chance to explore their attraction. Their friendship ended in ruins, Scott left, and Asa’s been torn between hating him and loving him for the last seven years.

Asa doesn’t think he’ll ever see him again, but when his bad habits catch up to him and he doesn’t have a choice but to accept help, he’s horrified—and exhilarated—to learn Scott’s been hired to assist him.

With the final stretch of the Piranhas season falling during the holidays, maybe what Asa and Scott have needed this whole time was a little Christmas magic to remind them the most important job isn’t to win the season—but to finally win each other’s hearts.

 

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Scott’s hands were still trembling.

It was like being plugged back into a socket, after so long without electricity, being in Asa’s presence again.

Since he’d gotten the call from Beau, he hadn’t really let himself consider what it would mean. What it would feel like.

He’d only allowed himself the worry.

Asa was sick; he was struggling and in the goddamn hospital. Beau had reassured him, more than once, that he’d be fine, that the doctors weren’t particularly worried, they only wanted him to change his lifestyle.

Sleep more. Eat better. Work less.

That, Beau had said, was where he came in. He didn’t know anyone else who’d be able to convince Asa to relax the reins.

Scott had agreed, because after how things had gone seven years ago, how could he not? How could he not be there for Asa when he needed him, more than anyone else?

But he didn’t tell Beau that he wouldn’t be able to convince him of jack shit now.

Asa was, understandably, still pissed.

Scott couldn’t even blame him.

He was still pissed at himself.

He’d known the moment he landed in Washington that it was all wrong, that he’d made a mistake, that instead of trying to be so fucking noble, he should have just taken Asa’s hand and kissed him and learned how to be happy.

No matter what that meant.

But he’d committed to leading Washington’s program, and he’d done that, for six years.

Then a year ago, they’d let him go, and he’d gone home, not to Tennessee, because Asa was still there, and the whole damn state didn’t feel big enough for the two of them, but back home to Alabama, to the small town he’d lived in before he’d gone to college.

“You alright?” Beau asked as they lingered at the front of the conference room, the rest of the coaching staff taking their seats, grumbling all the way.

It was deep into the season, it was the Monday after a game, and they were all tired.

Scott remembered exactly how it had felt, on those Mondays, even though he’d only ever coached in college, never in the NFL.

“Yeah, fine,” Scott said automatically.

He was not fine.

Not even remotely.

He’d thought . . . well, he didn’t know what he’d thought, exactly. But he hadn’t imagined that he and Asa would meet again like this. He’d imagined running into him—sorta, kinda, on purpose—on the Tennessee campus. He’d imagined making things right.

The part of the imagining he’d purposefully forgotten was that Asa was going to be justifiably pissed at him.

 

 

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A lifelong Pacific Northwester, Beth Bolden has just recently moved to North Carolina with her supportive husband. Beth still believes in Keeping Portland Weird, and intends to be just as weird in Raleigh.

Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn’t a bestseller, but hope springs eternal. She’s published twenty-three novels and seven novellas.

 

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Life is Right Here by Sophia Soames and Magdalena di Sotru #kindleunlimited

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Book Title: Life is Right Here 

Authors and Publishers: Sophia Soames and Magdalena di Sotru

Cover Artist: Sophia Soames

Release Date: December 1, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Hurt/Comfort

Themes: Co-dependency, Found family

 Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 65 000 words

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“And here you are,” he said softly.

“Like you knew I would be.”

We sounded like a bad pop song from our youth. Or an even worse one from the present.

 

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“We’re going to have a brilliant Christmas, Andreas. Just like it was ten years ago, all of us together,” Vati said, placing steaming cups of coffee in front of us. “We’re just pointing out that you and Fredrik always had something special, and you haven’t seen each other for years. It will be lovely for you to reconnect.”

“Reconnecting is fine. We can discuss college life versus German nursing schools, drink Jägerbombs and watch weird Norwegian shit on TV. Christmas will be thrilling.”

“Andreas…” Vati warned as Lottie burst into giggles.

“You adore Fredrik. Still. I can see it in your eyes. You go all panic-stricken and weird when we even mention Freee—”

“Fredrik has a girlfriend in America. Maria hates my guts. Frank and Thomas will whip my butt for not visiting over summer, and anyway, I have to buy them a big present to bribe them to even talk to me.”

Vati smiled. “Frank and Thomas love you like a son, and they will just hug the shit out of you as usual.”

“Alongside Maria’s boyfriend, and Fredrik’s girlfriend. It will be a delightful group hug.” I snarled.

“Fredrik’s girlfriend isn’t coming. I told you that,” Vati said sternly. He was pissed off with me already, and we hadn’t even had breakfast.

“Whatever.” I huffed.

Awkward was the word I was looking for. This whole thing was going to be super awkward. Because they always were. And Fredrik? My world used to spin around the strange, blonde boy who was my best friend for a few years. He lit up my life. Then he fucked off. Well, he fucked off because I told him to. I was stupid and scared. I think he was too.

Awkward. That wasn’t even the start of what this Christmas was going to be like.

Authors’ Note:

Life is Right Here was intended to be a one-chapter Christmas epilogue to Life is Good and Other Lies.

This book is still that, an epilogue, and should be read after Life is Good and Other Lies to make sense. We hope that it will bring everything full circle and that you will enjoy, once again, following this family to their final HEA.

 

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Terminal and life-threatening illness. Bipolar disorder. Talk of suicide and the fear of this. Far too many sugar-laden Christmas foods.

This book has an HEA.

 

 

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I’d tried. I really had tried. My dads had been together since they were in their twenties, a lifetime. We all knew the story about how they’d met and found love and lost and found and lost and found and then never lost again. It was like a fairy tale, like one of Frank’s favourite movies, even if Thomas kept teasing him that their meet-cute wasn’t actually an epic love story of any sort. He always said it had been fate. Thing was, I’d always wanted that for myself, and I’d thought Andreas had been the one, back when we were teenagers. But then he wasn’t, and I didn’t know what I’d done wrong or why anything had happened in the first place.

My flights home to Oslo this time were chaotic and stressful with too many people going somewhere for Christmas. I’d managed to wrap myself into my own bubble of blankets and cheap pillows and dozed over Canada, then watched the ice over Greenland in wide-eyed, jet-lagged wonder. I’d barely registered landing in Paris before rushing through CDG, a mishmash of then-futuristic architecture from the last century and modern, energy-saving solutions that made me dizzy. I barely caught my flight and dozed off again the second I hit my seat. I felt calmer now; home was getting closer. If it was still home, I thought before my brain shut off.

“Fredrik!” My dad’s arms were long and warm around me outside customs. I dropped my bag and backpack on the floor. My eyes were wet; my god, how much I had missed him. I leant into his chest and sniffed in the familiar smell of his shampoo and aftershave, the detergent we used at home, his stubble scratching my cheek, his hair tickling my lips. I breathed him for who knew how long. Seconds, minutes, I didn’t care.

I was finally home again.

 

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Magdalena Di Sotru is an information security and data protection enthusiast from Norway. She is a mother of two and wife of one as well as a long-established fanfic writer. Her favourite food is (actually) salads (without mayo), her favourite guilty pleasure is fresh bakery goods (and that explains why everyone would think the salad was a lie). She knows her way around knitting, lock picking and skydiving (all at about equal skill levels – go figure). Life is Good and Other lies was her first novel.

Sophia Soames should be old enough to know better but has barely grown up. She has been known to fangirl over TV shows, has fallen in and out of love with more popstars than she dares to remember, and has a ridiculously high-flying (un-)glamourous real-life job.

Her long-suffering husband just laughs at her antics. Their children are feral. The dogs are too.

She lives in a creaky old house in rural London, although her heart is still in her native Scandinavia.

Discovering that the stories in her head make sense when written down has been part of the most hilarious midlife crisis ever, and she hopes it may long continue.

 

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Book Title: Irish Charm (Flying into Love #3)

Author and Publisher: C F White

Cover Artist: Kelly Martin (KAM Design)

Release Date: November 28, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes:  Hurt/Comfort, Opposites Attract

Themes: Second Chance, Forced Proximity

Heat Rating:  4 flames    

Length: 64 250 words/260 pages

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Can a bit of Irish charm rescue an injured soldier from his wrenching heartache?

 

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Injured ex-soldier, Kane Taylor, has lost everything—the job he loves, the use of his trigger hand, and the love of his life. Moving to remote Donegal in Ireland to fix those lost links with his deceased partner’s ancestors is the only thing keeping his memories alive.

Publican Declan McCafferty has everything—a job he loves, a community he adores and a revolving door of lovers. But when he sets eyes on the new sexy, brooding regular customer at his pub staring solemnly into his Guinness night after night, Declan realises he needs one more thing—him.

Kane isn’t ready to give himself to another man, but the charismatic and charming publican is hard to resist. Can a fling be such a bad thing?
It is when Declan discovers Kane is the only man in his life he’s not willing to let go.

Irish Charm (Flying into Love #3) is a contemporary hurt/comfort, opposites attract, second chance MM romance featuring an ex-military alpha male recovering from heartache and a cheeky Irish publican allergic to commitment.

 

Excerpt 

“What you grinning for?” Ciara was at his office door, nose scrunched. 

Declan composed the returning message, then clicked off the phone and dropped it on his desk. 

“You’ll get an extra hundred in your pay this month. Euan coughed up.”

“You got that tight arse to pay? How did you do that?”

“My obvious charm.” 

“Did you deny him his drink?” 

“Aye.”

Ciara snorted.

“You’re still okay to stay until closing tonight? Paddy’ll be with you, so you won’t be alone to lock up.” 

“Where are you going?” 

“Out.” 

Ciara’s dubious grin had Declan’s brow furrowing. “You might reconsider that.” 

Declan stood, smoothing down his shirt. “Doubt that.” He did. He needed to get laid. However it came. “Does this shirt make me look—”

“Old?”

“Publican?” 

“Aye.” 

“Oh.” 

“Cause y’are.” 

“I know, but sometimes I like to hide that fact.” He unbuttoned the shirt, ruffling it out from his jeans and flapped it off his arms. 

“What vocation you going for?” 

“Model? Actor? Front man of a boy band.” 

Ciara cracked out a laugh. “Only way you’ll pass for that is if you serve the bloke your lock, stock and barrels, getting him so bollocksed he can’t see.” 

“You’re good for the soul, y’know, Ciara.”

Ciara curtseyed. “You’re welcome. You still won’t go out though.” 

Declan shot a confused look over his shoulder as he rummaged around in his office wardrobe. He kept spare clothes down here for those times he needed a quick change rather than having to venture up three flights of stairs. Mostly it was shirts for when he’d been drenched with beer. Or the occasional jacket for when he had the brewers in. Or a jumper for when he needed to head into the cellar at night. But, right at the back, were a few go-tos for last minute dates. He yanked a T-shirt off a hanger and checked it over. Least it didn’t spell middle-aged owner of a centuries-old pub. It was tight. Might as well be a base layer. Perhaps it was. He wriggled into it. Thank Mary he still had a decent body. He turned to Ciara and smoothed down the creases, tucking the tee into his waistband. 

“This?” 

“Aye, you could pass for one of the fellas from Boyzone. The oldest one.” 

“Grand.” Declan ruffled his curls. 

“You still won’t go out though.” 

“Why not?” 

Ciara smirked, then angled her head for Declan to follow her. He tutted. If it was Jacob, he’d call the Garda. Or his daughter. He’d put the fella in a home himself. Because nothing was going to prevent him getting laid tonight. He needed rid of the loitering scent of Rowan, and to work off the lingering fantasy of a certain army captain. 

Ciara led Declan from his back office, through the inn’s reception and into the main bar. Irish folk played on a loop for the few customers chatting into their drinks and finishing off the special of steak and ale pie with greens. Ciara stopped, folded her arms and nodded toward one of the tables. 

Declan regretted his choice of top as it restricted his lungs expanding.

In an exact recreation of the previous night, Captain Kane Taylor stared forlornly into a pint of Guinness. Declan doubted a single drop had passed his lips and it wouldn’t be anything to do with how Shane had poured it. A shadow of a man—hunched and childlike—there was too much and nothing at all going on behind sad eyes. Declan’s desire to go to him wrenched hard. Harder than his need to release his pent-up load into a stranger. 

Ignoring Ciara’s triumphant “told ye so”, he went to him and slipped into the seat opposite. 

“Howaya?” 

Kane met his gaze, eyes dreary and empty yet filled with need. With hope. With longing. He dug deep into his jeans pocket, fished out a coin and slid it across the table. 

Declan tilted his head. “Don’t usually accept British currency. I’ll make an exception for you though.” He picked up the two pound coin and tossed it into the air, catching it in his fist. “You want change, it’ll have to be in cents.” 

“No need for change. I have a lot of thoughts to pay for.”

Declan’s lips curved into a benevolent smile. Ciara had been right. With thoughts of nothing but this man, Declan wasn’t going anywhere. 

“Bottle of Jameson’s, Ciara,” he called over to the bar. “Two glasses.” He then wrapped his hand around Kane’s pint and dragged it toward him. “I take it you’re not going to drink this?” 

“No. As much as I want to.” 

“I hope, one day, that I can drink it.”

“That day not today?” 

“That day isn’t today.” 

Declan held up the glass in salute. “Then I’ll take one for your team.” He drank the lot, dumping the empty onto the beer mat, and wiped the froth from his lips. “Can’t waste the best poured pint outside Dublin.” 

 

 

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Brought up in a relatively small town in Hertfordshire, C F White managed to do what most other residents try to do and fail—leave.

Studying at a West London university, she realised there was a whole city out there waiting to be discovered, so, much like Dick Whittington before her, she never made it back home and still endlessly search for the streets paved with gold, slowly coming to the realisation they’re mostly paved with chewing gum. And the odd bit of graffiti. And those little circles of yellow spray paint where the council point out the pot holes to someone who is supposedly meant to fix them instead of staring at them vacantly whilst holding a polystyrene cup of watered-down coffee.

Eventually she moved West to East along that vast District Line and settled for pie and mash, cockles and winkles and a bit of Knees Up Mother Brown to live in the East End of London; securing a job and creating a life, a home and a family.

After her second son was born with a rare disability, C F White’s life changed and it brought pen back to and paper after having written stories as a child but never had the confidence to show them to the world. Now, having embarked on this writing journey, C F White can’t stop. 

So strap in, it’s going to be a bumpy ride.  

 

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Book Title: Awakened Desires (My Kinky Housemate Book 5)

Author and Publisher: Colette Davison

Cover Artist: Designs by Jo

Release Date: November 23, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: friends to lovers, slow burn, first-time dad, bi-sexual awakening, kink

Heat Rating:  3 flames

Length:  78 000 words

It can be read as a standalone, but is better read as part of the My Kinky Housemate series.

It does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Will reconnecting with my childhood best friend awaken desires?

Blurb

Seventeen years ago, my life fell apart. By attempting to protect me, my best friend, Rory, accidentally tore us apart. After being in a dark place, I’m getting my life back on track.

A surprising summons to London threatens to throw my life into disarray once more. It’s probably the worst time to reach out to Rory, yet rekindling our friendship could lead to something new. Something stronger.

Rory and his kinky housemates welcome me and open my eyes to things I never thought I’d be interested in. When my life gets more complicated, Rory is there to help. The closer we get, the more I realise I want more than friendship. Will past trauma stop me from having what—or who—I want now?

Awakened Desires is a friends-to-lovers, slow-burn romance with a first-time dad, a bi-sexual awakening, several first experiences, some hurt/comfort, and sensory play. It’s the fifth book in the My Kinky Housemate series. While it can be read as a standalone, it’s better to read it as part of the series.

Trigger warning: One of the main characters is an alcoholic who has been sober for some time and was a victim of abuse in their youth.

 

Excerpt 

“Rory.”

He freezes.

“Would you sit?”

He nods slowly and then sits. I can see the tension in his shoulders and jaws.

“I think we need to talk, don’t you?”

Rory stares past me, his expression unreadable.

“Clear the air,” I say. “Get everything we couldn’t say as kids off our chests.”

He finally makes eye contact with me. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? What for?”

“Betraying your trust. Telling your secret to the Garda. I just“—he clenches his teeth, squeezes his eyes shut, and shakes his head—“I couldn’t let him keep hurting you.”

“I know. I’m not angry about that, Rory. I’ve never been angry about what you did.”

“You left without a word. You never called or wrote. I thought—”

“Mam and Dad convinced me I needed to put everything behind me. They thought it was the only way I’d heal.” I let out a bitter laugh. “If only. But that’s in the past now. It’s all in the past. Things are better. I’m okay.” I reach across the table and squeeze his hand. “You shouldn’t feel guilty for what you did.” I manage to smile. “I hope you left some deep gouges in that bastard’s car when you keyed it.”

“Three.” Rory’s smile is watery. “They were deep and long.”

“Good.” I take my hand away from his. “This is weird.”

He nods. “Are you really okay, Cal?”

God. It’s been so long since anyone has called me that. It was always Rory’s nickname for me. It was what he called me before he could say my name properly, and then it stuck. I’ve never asked or wanted anyone else to call me Cal. A knot of emotion makes it hard to breathe. I clear my throat to dislodge it so I can answer his question.

“I am now. It took a long time.”

 

About the Author

Colette’s personal love story began at university, where she met her future husband. An evening of flirting, in the shadow of Lancaster castle, eventually led to a fairytale wedding. She’s enjoying her own ‘happy ever after’ in the north of England with her husband, two beautiful children and her writing.

 

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A Gift-Wrapped Holiday by Amy Aislin

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Book Title: A Gift-Wrapped Holiday

Author and Publisher: Amy Aislin

Cover Artist: LC Chase

Release Date: November 22, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M romance

Tropes: single dad, age gap (10 years), small town, found family

Heat Rating:  3 flames

Length: 69 000 words / 272 pages

It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Mal’s first priority is giving his six-year-old son the best Christmas ever, a goal made trickier by a recent move to New England after losing his job. As a single dad, he’s not looking for romance—especially not with a blond California boy ten years his junior.

After being ridiculed at the family business, Luca sets out to prove himself by opening an eco-friendly gift-wrapping store in a small town with a hard-on for Christmas that’s about as far from LA as he can get. Out of his comfort zone in snowy Maine, love is the last thing on his mind.

But the magic of the season has other ideas. As Mal and Luca collide on wintery streets, will they let their first Christmas in Lighthouse Bay lead to happily ever after?

Content warning: stillbirth. Although it took place off-page and in the past, it is discussed on-page.

 

Excerpt 

Mal slowed at the bottom of a driveway and nodded at the house. “This is me.” 

“I was wondering who lived here,” Luca said, taking in the house’s boxy structure. 

“Why? Because it’s hideous?” 

That startled a laugh out of Luca. “Well . . . yes. It doesn’t match the rest of the houses.” The area just west of Christmas Lane housed Lighthouse Bay’s historic homes, but this modern construction was decidedly not historic. Luca had passed it a couple of times on his evening gift deliveries and wondered what the owner had been thinking. “Why’d you buy it if you don’t like it?” 

“I’m not. I’m leasing.” 

Even so, Mal had gone all out with the decorations. Icicle lights hanging from the roof, flashing multicolored lights framed around each window, static white lights around a nine-foot-tall pine tree, and a lit-up reindeer family. He even had some sort of spotlights buried somewhere in the yard that swirled red and green snowflakes on the house in an unidentifiable pattern. 

“Which is probably another reason I haven’t unpacked,” Mal continued. “I hate this place.” 

“Why lease it, then?” 

Mal blew out a breath that ghosted the air in front of him. “The short version is that I was in a rush.” 

“And the long version?” 

“The long version is something I’ll have to give you another time.” 

Luca glanced at Otis. “I think he’s asleep.” 

“Bet he gets a second wind as soon as I walk in the door.” Mal’s voice was a disgruntled grumble that Luca shouldn’t have found as charming as he did. “Thanks for walking us home.” 

“Thanks for letting me. I like talking to you.” 

Mal’s smile went lopsided. “I like talking to you too. Still want to do it again sometime? I promise not to feed you ice cream while it’s below freezing outside. Real food only. Scout’s honor.” 

Luca’s armpits went damp despite the winter weather, and butterflies took flight in his belly. He dug his toe into the sidewalk. “You must really want to date me if you’ve asked me out twice in one week.” 

“Or I just want an adult to talk to for once,” Mal said, a teasing tilt to his smile. 

Luca stuck his tongue in his cheek and backed down the driveway, keeping his gaze on Mal’s. “Or maybe you like me.” 

“Damn. And here I thought I wasn’t being obvious at all.” 

The butterflies floated into Luca’s throat. “Text me?” 

“I will.” The darkness enveloped Mal as he moved away from the sidewalk and into the shadow of the house, but Luca could still see the quirk to his lips. “Good night, Luca.” 

“Night, Mal.” 

Luca watched Mal and Otis head inside, waved at Mal through the glass-fronted door, then turned toward his own home only a couple blocks away, an extra bounce to his steps. 

 

About the Author 

Amy’s lived with her head in the clouds since she first picked up a book as a child, and being fluent in two languages means she’s read a lot of books! She first picked up a pen on a rainy day in fourth grade when her class had to stay inside for recess. Tales of treasure hunts with her classmates eventually morphed into love stories between men, and she’s been writing ever since. She writes evenings and weekends—or whenever she isn’t at her full-time day job saving the planet at Canada’s largest environmental non-profit.

An unapologetic introvert, Amy reads too much and socializes too little, with no regrets. She loves connecting with readers. Join her Facebook Group to stay up-to-date on upcoming releases and for access to early teasers, find her on Instagram, or sign up for her infrequent newsletter.

 

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The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 – A multi-author series 

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The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 – A multi-author series 

Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for?

Each book can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see who hits the stage next? Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for?

 Kick back, load up your kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest!


1 – Hidden Blade by Kaje Harper

2 – Blinding Light by BL Maxwell

3 – Feel The Noise by Aria Grace 

4 – Changing His Tune by Blake Allwood

5 – Three of a Kind by Nic Starr

6 – Midnight Reunion by Lynn Michaels 

7 – Bleeding Dawn by Layla Dorine

8 – Syncing Rhythms by Kris Jacen

9 – Muted Chords by Samuel York 

10 – In Tune by Elle Keaton 

11 – David’s Disaster: Embrace the Fear 2 by TL Travis 

12 – Gamble on Me by Ann Lister

 

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BOOK 1

Hidden Blade (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022) by Kaje Harper (Author)

Sometimes willpower isn’t enough.

Cam

Social anxiety’s been my constant companion for twenty-three years, sometimes in the background, sometimes silencing me and yanking my guts out in the nearest trash can. No matter how much I love playing music, I’m never going to get up on a stage and perform in front of a crowd. But since I met Erik, and was asked to join his band Hellsbane, that knowledge hurts worse.

No heart (even Erik’s) or dick (even Erik’s) is big enough to carry me past my limits, but God, I wish there was a way.

Erik

Life’s damned unfair when a guy with the voice of a hard-rock angel and a songwriting talent like Cam’s can only post anonymous videos online. But you can’t cure anxiety with wanting, or willpower. My drummer needs to quit trying to push Cam onstage with us before he breaks.

Rocktoberfest’s our goal, and touring with Hellsbane was my only ambition until I met Cam. Now I can’t have everything I love in one place, but dammit, I wish there was a way.

A first-times, life challenges, coming out, rockstar romance.

 

BOOK 2

Blinding Light: Road To Rocktoberfest 2022  by BL Maxwell (Author)

Easy Rian has been lead singer for Blinding Light since the band was formed. Through the years many things have changed. Not all of them good. When the lead guitarist leaves mid-tour, the rest of the band is left waiting to see if they’ll continue on to Roctoberfest, or if this is where their tour ends.

Liam Tarrant has been playing guitar for as long as he can remember. When he gets the chance to audition for Blinding Light, he jumps at the chance. Meeting the band is surreal, especially the lead singer, Easy. Liam has always had a crush on Easy, but he never thought he’d get the chance to meet him, let alone spend time alone with him.

Easy is drawn to Liam, no matter how much he wants to deny it. When the two are thrown together over practice and planning the upcoming tour, attraction grows between the two of them that neither can deny. But falling in love on tour could be what finally ends Blinding Light, and both of them will need to choose what’s more important to them. Love or music, can they have it all? #Rockstar #mmromance #grumpysunshine #friendstolovers

 

BOOK 3

Feel The Noise: M/M Contemporary Rockstar Romance by Aria Grace (Author)

Larson Monroe is not a rockstar. Not by any stretch of the imagination. He’s a newly promoted middle manager for the marketing department of a sports apparel company…and he’s content. Mostly. But when Pitch, his identical twin brother, calls and begs for help, Lars can’t resist indulging in the childhood game of pretending to be his brother.

Reed likes being hired by stuffed suits and high society types just fine. But when he gets the chance to work security for Rocktoberfest, the biggest rock festival in the country, he’s eager to take the job. It’ll be a nice change of pace and a fat bonus for being on-site during the event. What he doesn’t expect is the change of pace of his heart when he spots Pitch Monroe, lead singer for a newbie band he’s never even heard of.

The sparks are instant and quickly burn hotter than either of them have ever felt before. But when Larson’s real identity is exposed, it doesn’t exactly go as planned…

 

BOOK 4

Changing His Tune: Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 by Blake Allwood (Author)

Tired of being lonely, Hayden decides to take his life back, starting with changing his music and his identity. Will these transitions be worth the risk, or will they destroy everything he’s worked for?

Hayden Koal’s life has been… different. One minute he’s a young boy living on his grandpa’s Iowa farm, the next, his parents have whisked him off to LA and thrust him into teenage stardom. Now that he’s an adult, he’s got a lot of choices to make about his life, his career, and his love life.

Erik Anderson has it all. A great job, friends that he loves like family, and… okay maybe it isn’t perfect, but finding the right guy isn’t easy. When he meets his celebrity crush Hayden Koal everything changes. 

Their love affair is fraught with trouble from the moment they come together and both Hayden and Erik have tough decisions to make. Will they choose to upend their lives or sacrifice their love? 

 

BOOK 5

Three of a Kind: Road to Rocktoberfest 2022  by Nic Starr (Author) 

What happens when friendship becomes love, and you’re presented with seemingly impossible choices while the world is watching?

Harvey, lead guitarist with Australian rock band, HyperOctane, thought playing at Rocktoberfest would be the highlight of his career. He didn’t expect a performance that would shape the rest of his life.

Ravi

Admitting his feelings for Harvey was one of the hardest things he’d ever done. Being rejected was crushing. He never thought he’d be living the same heartbreak years later after finally finding love.

Bo

He broke Ravi’s heart but he couldn’t ignore the feelings he had for Harvey. It wasn’t fair on Rav, and Bo knew it was for the best, but why did doing the right thing have to hurt so much?

Harvey

He wasn’t sure which was his biggest regret—hurting Ravi all those years ago, or more recently giving in to temptation and having a one-night stand with Bo. He’d always been close to his younger brother’s best friends, and now it seemed he’d messed things up with both of them.

Now all three of them must confront their feelings for each other. Why do things have to be so complicated?

Three of a Kind is a gay rock star romance featuring second chances, friends to lovers, and menage.

 

BOOK 6

Midnight Reunion by Lynn Michaels (Author)

A Midnight Hunt Reunion is coming to Rocktoberfest 2022

Or are they? When Miami proposes getting the band back together for the big rock festival ahead, it could mean everything to him – his career, his life…and most importantly, a second shot with bandmate, Jinx.

Jinx isn’t sure what to do. He’d left Midnight Hunt and Miami for good reason, but his life wasn’t turning out to be what he thought it was. Would a reunion get him inspired, fulfill his desires? Would it lead back into Miami’s arms? Or would everything bomb, falling right off the charts? Again?

Get ready for a rockstar reunion romance! It’s a slow burn will they/won’t they filled with music and a killer rock festival!

 

BOOK 7

Bleeding Dawn: Road to Rocktoberfest book 7 by Layla Dorine (Author)

 Identical in appearance, twins Winter and Tripp are as different as night and day when it comes to everything but the music they’ve spent the bulk of their lifetimes composing. Now they’ve attained the fame they always hoped for, and it’s as empty and meaningless as the remains of route 66, and about as broken too. Would help if Winter could see it. Tripp’s sure he’ll lose his shit completely the next time some random groupie leaps on the hood of his car and begs to take a selfie, but to Winter, every night is a party, he lives for the crazy hookups, lives for the crazy, period.

Another place they differ.

Tripp would kill for one season to slow down. Just three months where he and Zakk could melt into obscurity and be whomever they wanted, together. Only Zakk’s band, Tattered Angel, is on fire too and it’s starting to seem like the music he’s always loved is hell-bent on keeping him from exploring love of a different kind. Last year’s Rocktoberfest was an amazing triumph, this year, it’s starting to feel like the road to the desert is burning him alive.

Would be so easy to slip off across the sand, melt into a dune on the back of some strange, psychedelic serpent, never to be heard from again. If only there was a way to ensure Zakk took that last ride with him.

 

BOOK 8

Syncing Rhythms (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022) by Kris Jacen (Author)

It’s taken years for Dawson’s band, AudioLock, to finally ‘make it’. Okay, maybe they hadn’t made it yet but they were invited to perform on the big stage at Rocktoberfest. Driving the beat of the band warmed his soul but Dawson really wished there was someone to warm his heart and bed.

Ben Williams’ passion for music and theater is all-encompassing but he doesn’t have a talented bone in his body. However, he does have the mind and personality to manage everything that happens when the curtain goes up. His ultimate goal of being a stage manager for a major rock band is in sight. He didn’t think anything could change his focus until a certain drummer appeared on Ben’s stage.

Dreams within reach, are Ben and Dawson willing to change so they can sync rhythms together?

 

BOOK 9

Muted Chords: The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022  by Samuel York (Author)

Josh Shepard has an intense and strange connection to music, considering he was born deaf. His bond with music is much easier than any relationship he’s ever had with humans. Then he meets Branston ‘Bran’ Vale. Bran is the type of guy Josh fantasized about meeting. With Bran in their band, traveling with them, Josh has a hard time keeping it together.

Bran isn’t prepared for the impact Josh has on him. Bran has had trouble with entanglements before, but this is different with Josh.

He’s ready to commit to more when a ghost from his past comes back to haunt him. Bran might have to give up everything to save the band and Josh.

 

 

BOOK 10

In Tune: The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 by Elle Keaton (Author)

Dean

Life is good for Dean Blanchett, lead guitarist of the superstar rock band, the Lost Apostles. He’s got his music, he’s got his dog, he’s got his best friend Luka and the girl he’s gonna marry. Right up until a few days before the biggest show of the year, when his fiancé literally throws his ring in his face and leaves him for an accountant.

AN ACCOUNTANT.

Dean quickly spirals out of control, knowing Luka will be there to pick up the pieces. Again. It’s a good thing he has a friend like Luka.

Luka

How many more times will Luka have to put Dean together again? Staying with the band, taking care of Dean’s dog – who’s really Luka’s dog – while Dean chases after the next girl who is ‘the one’ and then crashes and burns. Again. It’s all taking its toll.

And why does his stupid heart keep insisting Dean is the only one it wants?

This time is IT. Luka is done with the Dean Drama, the soul-mates-of-the-month, even the band. He loves Dean, he has since they met, but Dean is straight as a ruler. And unless something changes, he’s going to self-destruct something Luka can’t bear to watch.

When Luka throws down an ultimatum, Dean begins to question everything—including his sexuality.

Can he live without his best friend? Does he even want to try?

There’s only one way to find out; he has to live with him first.

 

BOOK 11

David’s Disaster: Embrace the Fear 2 (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022) by TL Travis (Author)

For David Jordan life was close to perfect. 

His band, Embrace the Fear, were living the rock ‘n roll dream as an up-and-coming band under Masterson Management. They weren’t rolling in the dough like the guys from Social and Maiden were, but things were good.

Outside of his love life that was.

David wasn’t a player, unless you count video games. He grew up in a middle-class family. Both his parents worked and were supportive of him in every way. To this day they were still head over heels in love with each other.

The one thing missing from David’s life was the same kind of connection his parents had.

But David’s needs were a bit unorthodox and not always welcome with guys closer to his age. Would an older man look past the number and trust David to take care of them—body and soul?

Jordan Wright has a thriving business thanks to being awarded the contract to manage the catering for Rocktoberfest for a second year.

He’s thrilled to be back at the venue again—maybe this is the year something special will happen, although he’s not counting on it.

Since Jordan’s last failed attempt at a relationship, he’s sworn only to engage in meaningless hook-ups.

But Jordan longs for a daddy of his own.

Will he ever be able to open his mind, and his heart, again? Enough to trust another man, not only with his body, but to catch him when he falls.

 

BOOK 12

 Gamble on Me: The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 by Ann Lister (Author)

Two teenage boys were certain they’d be best friends for life. With clear paths planned for the future, they were ready to take on the world. All it took was one deep—very adult kiss to throw them off kilter, and their plans turned to dust. One chose a path toward stardom and stage lights while the other stayed behind in their hometown and pursued his dream of being a cop. Although they hoped to see one another again, neither thought it would ever happen.

No one can turn back time, but perhaps the future can be altered with a little luck—and a lot of love.

Gamble: I was fifteen when I realized I was in love with my best friend, Bix. Since then, not a day has passed when he didn’t cross my mind. I arrived in L.A. at eighteen with nothing more than raw talent and a dream, then fell face-first into drug addiction but not before my band hit it big, earning awards and million-dollar paychecks. Success was one thing, but I still wanted Bix and the simple life we once had growing up on Starfish Island.

Bixby: I spent a lot of years worrying about Gamble. The entertainment news was great about airing his dirty laundry, which kept me aware of how low he was sinking. Now I worried he might not survive. I’d wanted him since that one perfect kiss we shared on graduation night, and I’ve wanted a lifetime of more with him ever since.

Possible Triggers: Mentions of drug addiction, overdose, recovery, and a gunshot wound.

 

 

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Book Title: David’s Disaster – Embrace the Fear 2 (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022)

Author and Publisher: TL Travis

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Release Date: November 11, 2022

Genre: MM Rockstar romance

Tropes: Daddy

Heat Rating:  4 flames   

It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger. 

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For David Jordan life was close to perfect.

His band, Embrace the Fear, were living the rock ‘n roll dream as an up-and-coming band under Masterson Management. They weren’t rolling in the dough like the guys from Social and Maiden were, but things were good.

Outside of his love life that was.

David wasn’t a player, unless you count video games. He grew up in a middle-class family. Both his parents worked and were supportive of him in every way. To this day they were still head over heels in love with each other.

The one thing missing from David’s life was the same kind of connection his parents had.

But David’s needs were a bit unorthodox and not always welcome with guys closer to his age. Would an older man look past the number and trust David to take care of them—body and soul?

Jordan Wright has a thriving business thanks to being awarded the contract to manage the catering for Rocktoberfest for a second year.

He’s thrilled to be back at the venue again—maybe this is the year something special will happen, although he’s not counting on it.

Since Jordan’s last failed attempt at a relationship, he’s sworn only to engage in meaningless hook-ups.

But Jordan longs for a daddy of his own.

Will he ever be able to open his mind, and his heart, again? Enough to trust another man, not only with his body, but to catch him when he falls.

David’s Disaster is part of the multi-author The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 series. Each book can be read as a standalone. Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for? 

 

Excerpt 

“Guinness in a bottle if you’ve got it?” I didn’t want to risk someone trying to roofie me, not that I wasn’t down for almost anything though I preferred to have my wits about me when it came time to perform. Sammie dug one out of the freezer, popped the top, and slid it my way. “Place is packed for a Sunday night.”

      “Yeah, Joe’s got the dancers working Sundays now. They come in at nine,” Sammie said, wiping the counter between customers. Joe was Sammie’s partner, and they owned the club. Sammie managed the food and beverage staff while Joe oversaw operations, including the entertainment. Some of those boys’ moves should be illegal. “Looks like your entourage is here,” Sammie nodded toward the door. Following his line of sight, two very angry bodyguards shot daggers at me. “Here,” Sammie handed me a pass, “take this up to the mezzanine.”

      I grabbed the red disc, “Thanks.” Just as I turned, two muscular hands gripped my forearms like vices.

      “Where do you think you’re going?” Sikes asked.

      Flashing the red card, I announced, “To the mezzanine, kind sir!” in the most terrible British accent I could’ve done. Accents clearly are not my forte. Sikes and Snipe groaned in unison but relinquished their grips. Sikes walked in front of me while Snipe held up the rear. Hehe, rear. If I made that joke to them, they’d likely knock me on my ass.

      The bouncer manning the upper VIP level, or the mezzanine as Sammie had called it, nodded, snagged the card, then grunted. What was it with these overgrown protectors and grunting? I’m waiting for one of them to grab a rock and start drawing caveman-style all over the walls. How do they even understand each other?

      It was much easier to breathe up here with a lesser body count though the music and vibrations still flowed. The view was fantastic, staring down at every sweaty, writhing body on the dance floor. This was front-row seating when the dancers hit the stage. “Would you like another drink, sir?” I turned to face the flirty voice, and there stood a five-foot-nothing cutie chewing his bottom lip and eyeing me like a lollipop. “Hello gorgeous, I’ll have one more, please.” He turned and winked over his shoulder, swinging those hips like the moneymakers they were. He knew the value of his…asset.

      Maybe a dark, secluded storage room cocktail server ass was in the cards for me tonight.

      Leaning over the iron mezzanine railing, lost in thoughts of the firm ass beneath the shiny black boy shorts fetching my drink, I scanned the overcrowded dance floor. Memories of once being able to be a part of it that seemed like so long ago when it really wasn’t. Our lives changed overnight by winning that Battle of the Bands competition. Did I miss not being a part of our old scene? Meh, not so much. The view from up here was much better, like having your pick of the crop. Lower level was all sweaty, grinding bodies. Most of the time, you couldn’t see past the face in front of you. No, I think I liked my odds from this angle much…

      Better?

      No, it isn’t.

      “What the actual fuck?” I said loud enough for Sikes and Snipes to hear. Instantly, each large body took its place at my sides. There was no stopping this primal, animalistic need to seek and destroy. Alarms inside my brain actived, yet I couldn’t stop myself.

      “Where’s the threat?” Sikes asked. Both sets of eyes scanned the floor for trouble.

      Down the stairs I went, nearly bowling over the poor guy with the full drink tray heading in the opposite direction. I knew I wasn’t alone, though I couldn’t hear Sikes or Snipe’s footsteps. It amazed me how those two over-muscled guards could move like the wind. I’d descended upon my prey in fewer steps than it should’ve taken.

      I swear, all life, all sound, all music stopped when the three of us hit the dance floor. Bodies moved aside, primarily out of fear of the two men who were with me, I’m sure. But I was locked on a specific target. Dumbass one and dumbass two blocking my path weren’t too bright. They hadn’t even noticed that everything around them had come to a stop as they continued to feel up the body tangled between them. “Enough!” I ordered.

      “Hey man, we saw him first,” dumbass one said, coming toward me. Sikes and Snipe cut him off, and he threw his hands up in surrender. “We don’t want any trouble,” he pleaded as he and dumbass two backed away. At that point, said target turned, and our gazes met.

      “What the fuck, David?”

 

About the Author 

TL Travis is an award-winning published author of LGBTQIA+ contemporary romance and erotic musings that have earned “Best-Selling Author” flags in the US as well as Internationally.

When she’s not busy spinning steamy webs, she enjoys spending time with her family, going to concerts, wine tasting, and people watching. With every face, there’s a story and half the fun is dreaming up what it could be.

TL is surrounded by her extensive 4-legged rescue family, her sons, and adorable grandkids. She will continue saving furry friends in need for as long as she lives. TL would like to remind you to “Adopt, not shop.” Saving that lost soul may very well be the one you need.

 

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Eight Months Without You by Nell Iris

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Book Title: Eight Months Without You

Author: Nell Iris

Publisher: JMS Books

Cover Artist: Written Ink Designs

Release Date: November 12, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: second chances, established relationship

Themes: jealousy, possessive main character, reunion, bisexual representation

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 15 207 words

It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Can Sami and Joakim’s relationship survive accusations of cheating, a thrown wineglass, and eight months of silence? 

 

Blurb

Hurtful words and a thrown wineglass in a fit of jealousy tear Sami and Joakim apart; fiery tempers and stubbornness keep them from making up. But then, after eight months without a single word, just as Sami is about to make the first move, Joakim shows up, eager to make things right.

Can they overcome accusations of cheating and eight months of silence? Are conversations, confessions, and planning for the future enough? Will the love they still share conquer all? 

 

Excerpt 

I must have stood by the front door like an indecisive fool for longer than I realize because Joakim steps out of the kitchen—eyebrows drawn together, asking did you sneak out?—and approaches carefully, as though he’s unsure of whether I’ll flee like a spooked antelope or attack like a hungry tiger.

When he’s within reach, he hooks his index finger in the belt loop of my jeans and tugs once. Gently. “Come, please. I’ve made tea.”

I don’t even like tea, and I don’t know why I drink it, but I let him lead me by the tiny scrap of fabric to the kitchen. I don’t object when he nudges me into my spot and hands me a steaming mug. I wrap my fingers around it and take a careful sip—he always makes the tea too hot—and the earthy flavor of the chamomile finally loosens my tongue. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to see you.”

“Why?”

“Because we need to talk, don’t you think?”

I take another sip and allow myself to look at him. He doesn’t quite meet my eyes and the lines above his nose have deepened. He’s surprisingly pale, which is unexpected for him in August after a warm, sunny season. He’s an outdoorsy guy, his smooth skin always turns golden in the summer, but looking at him now, I’d think it was February, after many long months of cold and darkness.

He presses his lips together as though he’s trying to stop himself from speaking, as though he’s waiting for me to say something.

And he’s right. I should say something, but I’m still reeling from him showing up on my doorstep when I was about to call him.

Has he, too, spent sleepless nights fighting with himself on whether to call or not? Has he felt utterly alone and miserable? Has he walked by my building, has he stood on the street below my apartment and looked up, trying to find the courage to take the first step? And if he has, how come he did it today?

“Why now?” I ask.

“It was time.” He shrugs. “Long overdue really.” He scooches his chair closer and lays his hand next to mine on the table, hooking his pinkie in mine. “We should never have let this stupidity go on for this long.”

The hairs on my neck rise to attention at his light touch, and I want more. I want his entire hand covering mine, his arms wrapped around me, his body crowding mine. I want him to stake his claim, growl at anyone who looks at me with interest, I want him to take my breath away.

My eyes start to prickle. I try to blink the feeling away, but my vision grows blurry, and I let my eyelids fall closed. “You’re too hot-headed,” I mumble, voice thick.

“And you’re a stubborn fucker.” He squeezes my finger.

He’s not wrong.

Neither am I.

“Eight fucking months.” What was meant to be an angry roar comes out as though I’m choking back tears. But I can’t be; I’m not a crier. I haven’t cried since I was five and fell off my bike. I didn’t cry when my grampa died, I didn’t cry when Joakim left—or rather when I realized he wasn’t coming back—so I’m not going to cry now.

Joakim sighs. “I needed time to cool off.”

“That usually takes you eight minutes, not eight months.”

“Would you look at me?”

I shake my head, refusing his request. The prickle is still there—more intense now— and I’m not risking anything by looking at him.

“My blood was fucking boiling, Sami. I was afraid I’d say something I could never take back.”

“So instead, you said nothing.”

“You didn’t say anything either.”

Finally, I find my roar. “You called me a liar and a cheat. I was fucking hurt.” I rub my knuckles over my heart.

“I was hurt, too,” he roars back.



About the Author 

Nell Iris is a romantic at heart who believes everyone deserves a happy ending. She’s a bona fide bookworm (learned to read long before she started school), wouldn’t dream of going anywhere without something to read (not even the ladies room), loves music (and singing along at the top of her voice but she’s no Celine Dion), and is a real Star Trek nerd (Make it so). She loves words, bullet journals, poetry, wine, coffee-flavored kisses, and fika (a Swedish cultural thing involving coffee and pastry!)

Nell believes passionately in equality for all regardless of race, gender or sexuality, and wants to make the world a better, less hateful, place.

Nell is a bisexual Swedish woman married to the love of her life, a proud mama of a grown daughter, and is approaching 50 faster than she’d like. She lives in the south of Sweden where she spends her days thinking up stories about people falling in love. After dreaming about being a writer for most of her life, she finally was in a place where she could pursue her dream and released her first book in 2017.

Nell Iris writes gay romance, prefers sweet over angsty, short over long, and quirky characters over alpha males. 

 

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A Box of Wishes by Jackie Keswick #kindleunlimited

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Book Title: A Box of Wishes

Author and Publisher: Jackie Keswick

Cover Artist: Covers by Jo

Release Date: October 20, 2022/November 10, 2022 on Amazon

Genre:  Contemporary M/M Romance with a touch of magic, small town romance, holiday romance, coffeeshop romance

Tropes: slow burn, characters with cats, characters with special gifts, home-made family, a touch of hurt / comfort, coffee fixes everything, love and baked goods, you’re never lonely with a cat

Themes: saving each other, we’re all special, finding the courage to start over

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 64 000 words/244 pages

It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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You build a house from walls and beams. You make a home with love and dreams.

 

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Does Fate Grant Wishes?

Ryan O’Shaughnessy, owner of the Top o’ the Morning Coffeehouse, is convinced of it. Besides brewing the best coffee in Rothcote and baking delicious pastries and cakes, he helps Fate with her errands, never minding that it’s always someone else’s turn to catch a bit of happiness. Not until he meets a man who takes his breath away.

Detective Sergeant Ben Hobart has made a career of helping others. He never asks help for himself. Not even when a bad breakup leaves him lonely and with only his cat for company. Until he sets foot into Ryan’s coffeehouse to investigate a break-in and finds what’s missing from his life.

Fate may grant wishes, but she doesn’t hand them out for free. Can Ben let go of the past? And will Ryan find the courage to make a wish of his own?

A sexy, slow-burn, mm coffeeshop romance with a touch of magic and a cat.

 

Excerpt 

When the party thinned out, Ben found Ryan, and they escaped from the cheerful uproar into the dark courtyard where the white tree with its single red bauble glowed and glittered.

Ben poked the bauble with a fingertip and watched it swing back and forth. “The first time I saw this, I wondered if it was a signal.”

“I knew you were a clever man.”

“You mean it is a signal?”

“Of course. It’s our way to say that everyone is welcome, whether you’re like everyone else or one of a kind, whether you’re in a crowd or on your own. That’s what hospitality is all about. We always make room for one more. Or two.”

Ben swallowed past the lump in his throat. He reached for Ryan and smiled when Ryan leaned against him with a deep sigh. “Tired?”

“You said it. I could happily sleep standing here.”

“Recovering from exposure isn’t pleasant. And if you fall asleep right now, you’d miss… this.” He didn’t give Ryan a chance to ask. He wrapped his arm around Ryan’s shoulders, drew him close, and kissed him.

 Ryan’s lips were dry, and a little rough, but he leaned into Ben’s hold and kissed him back, sharing the taste of cinnamon and custard, and the elusive flavour of Earl Grey tea.

It was the most perfect end to a perfect day.

Ben hadn’t forgotten that they stood in front of a lit Christmas tree, that anyone who cared to peer out into the courtyard could see them, wrapped around each other.

He didn’t mind.

 

About the Author 

Jackie Keswick was born behind the Iron Curtain with itchy feet, a bent for rocks and a recurring dream of stepping off a bus in the middle of nowhere to go home. She’s worked in a hospital and as the only girl with 52 men on an oil rig, spent a winter in Moscow and a summer in Iceland and finally settled in the country of her dreams with her dream team: a husband, a cat, a tandem, a hammer and a laptop.

Jackie loves unexpected reunions and second chances, and men who write their own rules. She blogs about English history and food, has a thing for green eyes, and is a great believer in making up soundtracks for everything, including her characters and the cat.

And she still hasn’t found the place where the bus stops.

For questions and comments, not restricted to green eyes, bus stops or recipes for traditional English food, you can find Jackie Keswick in all the usual places

 

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7 Minutes in Kevin by DJ Jamison #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: 7 Minutes in Kevin (Games We Play, Book 3)

Author: DJ Jamison

Publisher: Must Love Books LLC

Cover Artist: Cate Ashwood 

Release Date: November 10, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Forbidden love, best friend’s dad, small town, drag queen, bi-awakening

Themes: Finding where you fit in the world, acceptance, unconditional love, supportive community

Heat Rating:  4 flames

Length: approx 93 000 words

It is part of the Games We Play series, but it works as a standalone. It does not end on a cliffhanger.

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7 minutes in…holy heck, what have I done?!

 

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What happens when I return early from a work trip to find my son throwing yet another party?

Annoyance. Exasperation. Temptation…

I’m tired, yearning for my bed, but I hadn’t counted on the games my son and his friends play–or the one person who’d be waiting in my closet after everyone else is gone.

The guy who’s been haunting my fantasies lately.

He’s too beautiful. Too young. Too off-limits, being one of my son’s best friends.

And…on his knees for me.

Oh god.

7 Minutes in Kevin is a son’s best friend romance with a bi-curious dad, an androgynous beauty who opens his eyes to a whole new world, and a quirky small town full of people who might lose their minds if they find out just how close these two are getting …

 

Excerpt – Garrett’s POV

“There’s, uh, someone in the closet. You should probably get them out.”

I glanced at the living room coat closet. “That one?”

Linc nodded and hurried away, a smile playing on his lips. Something about his expression struck me as strange. I turned on my heel and crossed the room to the closet. I pushed open the door but didn’t see anyone immediately. Then a shadow shifted in the back corner.

I stepped inside, the trickle of living room light spilling in to splash over the guy’s face.

“Finally,” he said, tone exasperated.

I blinked as recognition hit me, followed quickly by surprise as he fisted my shirt and yanked me close.

“Kev—” I started to say.

My words were cut short as he went up on his toes, his mouth catching mine. I gasped, shocked to feel his full lips at last, that slender frame pressed tight against me.

Then his tongue swept into my mouth.

That was when my mind shut off and my body took over. I grabbed his face and kissed him back with every ounce of pent-up need I had. Years’ worth of longing and lust poured forth as we stumbled into the back wall, mouths still latched, hands roaming.

I palmed Kevin’s ass, squeezing it with a groan of delight, and he slid his hands under my shirt, caressing my back.

By the time we broke apart, we were both gasping for air, eyes wide with shock.

“You’re not Mark,” Kevin said, stunned. “I mean, of course you aren’t. You’re too tall, and too broad, and too…” He licked his glossy lips, his gaze eating me up, blue eyes shockingly vivid in contrast to his dark eyeliner. “He said he would join me in a minute, but you— You’re not him.”

“No,” I rasped. “I, uh…the party was over, and I heard someone was in here so…”

My eyes lingered on his lips. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to kiss him again.

Kevin smiled coyly, and it reminded me of an expression I’d only seen on his face once before, when he’d been dressed in drag. It was bold. Flirtatious. Maybe a little challenging.

“We were playing Seven Minutes in Heaven. We’ve only used about two minutes so far. That leaves five more…” He raised an eyebrow. “What do you say, Garrett? Want to play?”

Hearing him say my first name in that tone sent a shiver down my spine. Watching him sink to his knees in front of me destroyed any sensible thoughts I might have had about not crossing lines.

With shaking hands, I unfastened my jeans and watched as the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen licked his shiny red lips.

I’d been hesitant to explore my attraction to men. Something had held me back, and now I knew for certain exactly what it had been.

I’d been waiting for the most beautiful person I’d ever met.

Waiting for Kevin.

 

About the Author

DJ Jamison writes romances about everyday life and extraordinary love featuring a variety of queer characters, from gay to bisexual to asexual. DJ grew up in the Midwest in a working-class family, and those influences can be found in her writing through characters coping with real-life problems: money troubles, workplace drama, family conflicts and, of course, falling in love. DJ spent more than a decade in the newspaper industry before chasing her first dream to write fiction. She spent a lifetime reading before that and continues to avidly devour her fellow authors’ books each night. She lives in Kansas with her husband, two sons, one snake, and a sadistic cat named Birdie.

 

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In Tune by Elle Keaton #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: In Tune (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022)

Author: Elle Keaton

Publisher:  DirtyDogPress LLC

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Release Date: November 8, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance, small town gay romance, rockstar

Tropes: friends to lovers, bi-awakening, everyone is queer

Themes: finding family,

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 45 000 words

It is a standalone story, but does link back to Piedras Island world (West Coast Forensics)

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Luka wants Dean. Dean doesn’t know what he wants.

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Dean

Life is good for Dean Blanchett, lead guitarist of the superstar rock band, the Lost Apostles. He’s got his music, he’s got his dog, he’s got his best friend Luka and the girl he’s gonna marry. Right up until a few days before the biggest show of the year, when his fiancé literally throws his ring in his face and leaves him for an accountant.

AN ACCOUNTANT.

Dean quickly spirals out of control, knowing Luka will be there to pick up the pieces. Again. It’s a good thing he has a friend like Luka.

Luka

How many more times will Luka have to put Dean together again? Staying with the band, taking care of Dean’s dog – who’s really Luka’s dog – while Dean chases after the next girl who is ‘the one’ and then crashes and burns. Again. It’s all taking its toll.

And why does his stupid heart keep insisting Dean is the only one it wants?

This time is IT. Luka is done with the Dean Drama, the soul-mates-of-the-month, even the band. He loves Dean, he has since they met, but Dean is straight as a ruler. And unless something changes, he’s going to self-destruct something Luka can’t bear to watch.

When Luka throws down an ultimatum, Dean begins to question everything—including his sexuality.

Can he live without his best friend? Does he even want to try?

There’s only one way to find out; he has to live with him first.

In Tune is part of the multi-author The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see who hits the stage next? Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for? Kick back, load up your kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest!

 

Excerpt

 “Dean’s calling. I should take it.”
“Okay, friend, but one of these days you need to not ask ‘how high’ when Dean says jump.”
“I’ll talk to you in a couple days,” Luka said before switching to the incoming call.
“Luka! Where are you?”
“Obviously not wherever you are.”
Wherever Dean was, it sounded loud.
“We’re at… Where are we?” Luka heard Dean ask someone nearby.
Jerome’s deep voice came over the line. “Bronco Bill’s Billiards.”
Nope. Luka was not interested in going out and braving crowds, he’d done his part for the band already that night.
“Yeah… no. Frank and I are hanging out watching CSI reruns.”
Luka quickly used the remote to turn on the TV hanging on the wall across from the couch so he wasn’t actually lying. Jorja Fox’s face filled the screen as she thought deeply about something.
Dean was quiet for a moment before replying. “Text me the address again and I’ll grab a ride there. I’m kind of tired of all this.”
“What about Cassidy?”
Luka didn’t think she’d be happy that Dean chose to hang out with Luka instead of her.
“She’s not here. I think she went back to her hotel.”
She didn’t even stay in the same hotel as the band, for godsakes. At least Luka had an excuse. Chris wanted the band to stay together but since Luka was just a tech, he stayed with Frank.
“And she’s not gonna be pissed if you hang out with me?”
She would be if she knew. The way she watched the both of them when they were all together made Luka twitchy. Like she was seeing things she shouldn’t, except there was nothing to see. Luka loved Dean but he’d tucked his feelings away a long time ago, settling for friendship instead.
“Nah, she’s good,” Dean assured him. “Plus, I want to see my good boy.”
He crooned the last three words, and Luka swore Frank heard them because his ears perked up. Luka ignored the fact that his heart skipped a few beats too.

Another CSI was just starting when Dean knocked. Frank burst off the couch and rushed to the door like he knew who was on the other side.
Once inside, Dean fell to his knees on the carpet and greeted Frank by ruffling his ears and humming Strangers in the Night. This wasn’t enough for Frank, who definitely missed his person. Luka watched from the couch as the human and the dog wrestled for a few minutes—Dean cheating by tickling Frank’s stomach—until Frank couldn’t stand it anymore and had to run circles around the living room with his tail tucked between his legs while Dean lay on the floor laughing his head off.
Luka watched the shenanigans with a smile on his face but not really feeling it. What he wanted and what he couldn’t have were the same thing: Dean Blanchett.
Ben was right. It was time to go home. It was time to stop wishing for Dean to suddenly wake up and see Luka waiting for him.

 

About the Author 

Elle Keaton writes entrancing, compelling, contemporary gay romance and unputdownable MM romantic suspense. Elle’s books are known for their hot mm romance, complex characters, and unique sense of place. 

Elle began publishing in 2017, and now has over twenty-five books available for you to read or listen to. She loves cats and dogs, Star Wars and Star Trek, pineapple on pizza, and has been known to start crossword puzzles with a ballpoint pen. She also travels as much as she can and has a collection of coffee mugs that fills two cupboards. 

 

 

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Muted Chords (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022) by Samuel York #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: Muted Chords (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022)

Author and Publisher: Samuel York

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Release Date: November 4, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Soul mates, work colleagues, insta-love

Themes: Belief in self

Heat Rating: 4 flames   

Length: 50 000 words/246 pages

It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Finding and keeping love isn’t always easy.

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Josh Shepard developed an intense connection to music, despite being born deaf. None of his relationships have ever come close to his bond with music. Then Branston ‘Bran’ Vale saunters into his life. Bran is the type of guy Josh always fantasized about. With Bran in their band, traveling with them, Josh’s libido rises to an uncomfortable level.

Bran isn’t prepared for the impact Josh has on him. Bran had trouble with entanglements before, derailing him. His feelings for Josh outshine anything he’s ever had before. Josh could be the answer to everything, or he could be the biggest mistake Bran has ever made.

Ready to commit to more, a ghost from Bran’s past comes back to haunt him, stalling his future. Bran might have to give up everything to save the band and Josh.

Muted Chords is part of the multi-author The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see who hits the stage next? Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for? Kick back, load up your kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest!

 

Excerpt 

Everyone could hear what they were saying, which added another layer of heat to the embarrassment Josh already felt. He wasn’t used to attention like this, so incredibly focused just on him.

“Like I said, that first riff you all played was magical. I mean, it was a soundcheck, but the magic zipped up my spine and held me. I hadn’t planned on staying for the show, but I couldn’t leave. I think there were maybe three hundred people in the audience—”

“If that,” Casey snorted.

“We’ve grown a little since then,” Margot said.

Ish came up and put his arm around Josh’s shoulder. “My boy Josh is magical. He’s the reason we sound so good.”

Now Josh’s cheeks hurt from the flames burning through him. Ish seemed to delight in embarrassing him based on the smile spread from ear to ear.

“I really want to play with you all. I know I’m new to you, but I swear I’ll—”

“Wait.” Casey jumped up and rushed over. “Are you serious? Like you want to play with us on stage?”

Bran turned to Casey and nodded. “Yeah, of course. I was going to tell Munoz to fuck off when he called, but then I heard it was Eradicate Apathy, and I jumped at the chance. I haven’t played on stage in a while, so I’d like you all to go easy on me for the—”

“Holy shit!” Casey yelled and jumped up and down, clapping his hands. “Sorry, we’re total dorks. I can’t believe you’re going to be on stage with us. This is a dream come true.”

Josh stared at the group jumping around and hugging each other as fear wove through him. Bran was too good-looking. Josh would have to watch his reactions. Living on the bus together would be difficult. Branston Vale was definitely not the type of guy who would ever be interested in him. Their new bass player was hot. His sex appeal dripped from every word, every look. Josh would be helpless against that appeal. Shit, he would have to keep control or risk blowing his load at the most embarrassing times.

Ish caught the look on his face and stilled, then everyone turned to stare at him. He sucked in a breath, hating that he was freaking out and now everyone was looking at him.

“Is that okay with you?” Casey asked.

Josh shook himself, trying to push away the weirdness. “Yeah. I—that’s—it’s great.”

His voice didn’t sound like he meant it, and he could tell Bran had picked up on his hesitancy. Why was he holding back?

Munoz narrowed his gaze but saved him by changing the subject, asking Bran what he was currently working on. The rest of his band members kept the conversation going as he tried to come to grips with how he’d reacted to this sexy man.

After an hour or so, he excused himself to the restroom and breathed a sigh of relief as he stood alone and stared at the mirror. He shouldn’t be freaking out, but his heart sped up every time he looked at Bran.

“Get it together.”

The door opened, and he quickly turned on the water, washing his hands again so the person coming in didn’t think he was a dork talking to himself. He hadn’t paid any attention to who had come in because they were in a private area of the hotel and few people were back here. When Josh glanced up, he found Bran studying him. A gasp escaped his lips.

Bran’s eyes narrowed, then he frowned. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

Josh shook his head. “No worries. I was deep in thought.”

Bran’s lips thinned and he crossed his arms over his chest. “Have you got an issue with me playing in the band?”

Horror washed over Josh. “No. I-I…”

Bran moved closer. “What is it then?”

Josh’s whole body heated and sweat broke out on his forehead. He couldn’t tell this man he thought he was hot. His lungs seemed to stop working, and his gaze accidentally flicked to Bran’s lips, looking all sexy and plump behind his dark beard. He swore Bran’s lips ticked up before stepping back a few inches.

“I’m just a normal guy, nothing special. I’ve been listening to you all since I first heard you. It would be an honor if you allowed me to play on stage during Rocktoberfest.”

Josh gulped in air. He had to get past the way this guy made him feel. “I want you.”

Bran’s eyebrows lifted in the silence that followed Josh’s declaration, but he hadn’t meant it to be a declaration. Shit, he’d left off a word.

“There. I want you there to play with me—us. I want you on stage to play with the band.”

 

About the Author 

Samuel York writes gay fiction. He believes love is love. Celebrate the love of others and love yourself.

Don’t give up on your dreams.

 

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M.M. Scrooge by Lee Colgin #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: M.M. Scrooge (An MM retelling of A Christmas Carol)

Author and Publisher: Lee Colgin

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Release Date:  November 4, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Heat Rating:  5 flames

Length: 47 000 words/200 pages

It’s part of a multi-author series. Monster & Mayhem #11

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A spicy hot retelling of A Christmas Carol

 

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Marley Jacobs is dead, and Max Masters Scrooge has no time for the grieving son’s sob story. Even if Jacobs Jr. is kinda cute—for a nerd.

Daniel Jacobs is anxious, drifting, and lonely. His gut tells him he’s overdue for a dose of self care, but the thought of setting foot in a gym gives him hives. Though he craves gentle guidance, what he gets is the heavy hand of the gym’s head trainer and sleaziest playboy, Max Masters.

Accustomed to topping the leader board, among other things, Max sells Daniel on his gold package. After things get steamy in the locker room showers, Max is ready to make like a ghost and vanish, as usual. But this time, he won’t get away with his selfish antics, not if a vengeful past hookup with a powerful uncle has anything to say about it.

MM Scrooge is a spicy hot horror retelling of A Christmas Carol, as part of the collaboration Monsters & Mayhem: An MM Horror Collection, adapting some of your favorite classic horror stories with an MM romance twist.

 

Content Warnings:

This book’s list of potential warnings is longer than my grocery list. Buckle in. Readers, feel free to get in touch with me if you have any questions. In no particular order: Dub-con that some readers may interpret as non-con. Consent issues. Poorly negotiated BDSM elements. Sexual violence/spanking. Sex as punishment. Death of a parent/grief. Medical kink. Sexually explicit scenes. 

That said, this book doesn’t take itself too seriously, and that list might make it look darker than it really is. Better to err of the side of caution.

 

Excerpt 

Just when I think my first workout is done, Max directs me back to the turf. “Now that you’ve got the hang of it, we’ll repeat each station for four rounds. Squats, rotations, rows. Ten reps each. Thirty seconds between stations. Ready?”

I widen my eyes. “I’m sorry. I could have sworn you said four rounds. I must have misheard. What?”

Max grins. “You’ve got this. Round one, Daniel. Knock it out.”

So I do what the man says and squat.

By the time I’m actually done, sweat beads on my forehead and drips down into crevices that are decidedly not meant to be wet in public. Will I be able to walk tomorrow? Time will tell. My arms are made of pudding.

Max’s warm hand lands on my damp back and squeezes my shoulder. “Nice work. You’ve got grit.”

He can’t possibly mean that, but I thank him anyway. I glance up to meet his eyes. His are hazel, ringed brown in the center and green at the edges.

“How do you feel?”

I blink. My heart pounds, and I’m gulping for air like a fish out of water, but…I feel good. Like maybe I could keep going, or I don’t know, jog somewhere or something. Not a feeling I’m accustomed to. “Great, actually.”

He leans in. He’s a head taller, but he stands close enough his breath ruffles my hair. “It’s the endorphins. They’re a rush, huh?”

“Yeah, a rush.” So this is why people work out.

His gaze lingers on mine. “You want to hit the showers?”

“Oh, I don’t need to wash up.” I didn’t come prepared for that. I don’t even have a change of clothes in my bag. “I’m going home after this. I’ll shower there.”

Max arches his dark brows and darts his tongue out, wetting his upper lip. “I didn’t ask if you needed to. I asked if you wanted to.” His eyes trail down my body like a caress and land on my groin. He looks hungry.

And now that I think about it…tasty.

“Oh.” What an offer. It’s not like me to put out on the first date, and this isn’t even date adjacent.

Orgasms fall under the umbrella of self-care, right? Opportunities like this just don’t land in my lap every day. But will sex make future training sessions awkward? I don’t want things to get weird, though rejecting him would do that too, so…

I peer up at him through my lashes, not completely lacking wiles of my own. “Now that you mention it, I am rather dirty.”

Max’s glinting smile could cut diamonds. “Right this way.”

 

 

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Lee Colgin has loved vampires since she read Dracula on a hot, sunny beach at 13 years old. She lives in North Carolina with lots of dogs and her husband. No, he’s not a vampire, but she loves him anyway. Lee likes to workout so she can eat the maximum amount of cookies with her pizza. Ask her how much she can bench press.

 

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Syncing Rhythms by Kris Jacen #kindleunlimited

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Book Title: Syncing Rhythms (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022)

Author and Publisher: Kris Jacen

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Release Date: November 1, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance, rock stars

Themes: Coming out, forgiveness

Heat Rating: 3 flames

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It’s taken years for Dawson’s band, AudioLock, to finally ‘make it’. Okay, maybe they hadn’t made it yet but they were invited to perform on the big stage at Rocktoberfest. Driving the beat of the band warmed his soul but Dawson really wished there was someone to warm his heart and bed.

Ben Williams’ passion for music and theater is all-encompassing but he doesn’t have a talented bone in his body. However, he does have the mind and personality to manage everything that happens when the curtain goes up. His ultimate goal of being a stage manager for a major rock band is in sight. He didn’t think anything could change his focus until a certain drummer appeared on Ben’s stage.

Dreams within reach, are Ben and Dawson willing to change so they can sync rhythms together?

Syncing Rhythms is part of the multi-author The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see who hits the stage next? Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for? Kick back, load up your kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest!

 

Excerpt 

Dawson climbed back into the bus with a big smile on his face. Oh yeah, he was getting some of that man. It had been a while since he’d be this interested in someone.

“Back so soon,” Nate said from the couch. He opened one eye and gave Dawson a look. Whatever he saw had him sitting up quickly. “You were gone for forty-five minutes max and got some? Shit, maybe I should’ve gone with you.” Nate smacked Dawson’s hip and yelled over his shoulder, “Dawson scored already. Who had that on their BINGO card?”

Chris and X stumbled out of the curtains on either side of the bus. Looks of shock were on their faces.

“What do you mean? He’s going for being a reborn virgin,” Chris teased as he walked to the mini fridge and pulled out a soda before sitting at the table. Dawson could feel his emotions rolling; he was about to either lose his shit or blush head-to-toe.

“Cool your jets, dude,” X cautioned. He was the closest to Dawson in build. X had about three inches on Dawson but weighed less. The crowds loved watching him thump on his bass, long fingers plucking the strings giving the structure to their songs to balance Dawson’s drums. “So you got with someone?”

Dawson shook his head and dropped onto the couch next to Nate. “I did not get with someone.”

“But you’re hoping to,” Chris interjected. He was two inches shorter than Dawson’s six foot and had the chest of a wrestler. He hit the gym every day. Said it was to keep his body in as good of shape as his voice.

“I don’t know what gave you all the impression that I was a male ho.” Deflect and redirect.

“Not buying it, my friend. We’ve been together way too long for you to pull this over on us. Now, spill,” Nate demanded with a raised eyebrow. Why couldn’t he do that?

“Okay, fine. I might have met someone while I was wandering.” Dawson shrugged and tried again for deflect. “When are we scheduled for sound check?”

“Dude, didn’t you get any of your pent-up energy out on your kit?” X asked, sitting in one of the chairs at the table.

Holy shit. How had he forgotten? Dawson looked at anything other than the guys. He was never going to live this one down.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You went to find your kit because you needed to check that it made it here in one piece and you forgot?” Chris was snickering at Dawson. He knew he’d gone to blushing now.

“So sound check?” One more try couldn’t hurt, right?

“I’ll bail you on this, but I want details later. Sound check is scheduled for one tomorrow. We’re free until then. Did you find where the food was while you were out?” X asked. “I’m getting hungry.”

 

About the Author 

Kris Jacen grew up just north of Boston, Massachusetts, and currently lives in western New York with her two daughters and three rambunctious dogs. She always said she was “only an editor” but then Mackey showed up and proved her wrong.

After editing for over fifteen years, she opened her own editing/formatting/cover art company, Three Hearts. Working with all the amazing authors she’s had the privilege to work with has allowed her to both hone her editorial skills and indulge her inner fangirl. She also acts as editor, mentor and sounding-board for newcomers which lets her “pay-it-forward” and help authors realize their dreams.

 

 

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Three of a Kind (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022) by Nic Starr #kindleunlimited #giveaway

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Book Title: Three of a Kind (The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022)

Author and Publisher: Nic Starr

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Release Date: October 21, 2022

Genre:  Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Rock star, Menage, Friends to Lovers, Second Chance

Themes:  Coming out, Insecurity

Heat Rating: 4 flames      

Length:  approx 45 000 words

It’s part of a multi-author series but can be read stand-alone. It features the same band who featured in the first Road to Rocktoberfest series. That book was called Wild Card and maximum enjoyment would be achieved by reading that one first.

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What happens when friendship becomes love, and you’re presented with seemingly impossible choices while the world is watching?

 

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What happens when friendship becomes love, and you’re presented with seemingly impossible choices while the world is watching?

Harvey, lead guitarist with Australian rock band, HyperOctane, thought playing at Rocktoberfest would be the highlight of his career. He didn’t expect a performance that would shape the rest of his life.

Ravi

Admitting his feelings for Harvey was one of the hardest things he’d ever done. Being rejected was crushing. He never thought he’d be living the same heartbreak years later after finally finding love.

Bo

He broke Ravi’s heart but he couldn’t ignore the feelings he had for Harvey. It wasn’t fair on Rav, and Bo knew it was for the best, but why did doing the right thing have to hurt so much?

Harvey

He wasn’t sure which was his biggest regret—hurting Ravi all those years ago, or more recently giving in to temptation and having a one-night stand with Bo. He’d always been close to his younger brother’s best friends, and now it seemed he’d messed things up with both of them.

Now all three of them must confront their feelings for each other. Why do things have to be so complicated?

Three of a Kind is a gay rock star romance featuring second chances, friends to lovers, and menage.

Three of a Kind is part of the multi-author The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 series. 

 

Excerpt 

“I think we need to talk.”

Oh God. Ravi hated the sound of those words. They took him straight back to that night a year ago when Bo had said the very same thing then proceeded to break his heart.

“Okkaay.” He crossed to the dresser and opened the drawer. He fumbled with the contents as he willed his heart to slow down. Had Harvey sensed his feelings for Bo? Or maybe Harvey just wasn’t ready for everything that had happened between them. HyperOctane was knocking it out of the ballpark and there was so much opportunity open to him. I’m probably holding him back.

“I can see your thoughts spinning from over here. Turn around, Rav.”

He slowly turned and met Harvey’s eyes. Harvey patted the bed beside him. “Come over here so we can talk properly. There’s something I need to tell you.”

That little voice whispered in Ravi’s ear. He didn’t want to hear whatever it was Harvey was going to say. Just the idea of it sent a wave of nausea through him. Just when everything was going so well. Fuck, he’d been so happy lately. Still, knowing he couldn’t put it off, he forced himself across the room.

The mattress sunk slightly under his weight, echoing his equilibrium—he felt entirely off-balance.

“Why do I get a feeling this isn’t good news?” he finally said.

Harvey reached for his hand, his touch warm and familiar, but Ravi didn’t take comfort. He couldn’t, not until he knew what this was about.

“I’m not really sure how to put this.” Harvey squeezed his fingers, green eyes hooded, voice low. “I’ve never had to deal with anything like this before. It’s about Bo.”

And there it was. Just like that Ravi’s heart plummeted. “I think I know what you’re going to say. I’m sorry, Harvey.”

Harvey frowned. “I don’t think so. I—”

Ravi didn’t let him finish. He wanted to lay his cards on the table—be the first one to air his feelings, not wait for Harvey to confront him with accusations. “He’s such a great guy, and at first I was worried that our past would come between us and I didn’t want the friendship to be destroyed. I mean you and me, and Bo and Parker, we’ve been friends since forever and if Bo and I didn’t get along then it would have tough for you and Parker. I wanted things to go back to how they were before Bo and I hooked up.” Ravi sighed. “But when he moved in while you guys were playing up the coast, it was just so natural to slip back into how things used to be—you know, hanging out after work, doing household stuff.”

“It’s okay, Rav,” Harvey said, obviously hearing the panic in his voice.

Ravi forced himself to take a deep breath. Harvey didn’t look pissed which had to mean something, right? “But I want you to know, nothing happened between us.” He’d never do the wrong thing by Harvey, and he needed him to know that.

“But you wanted it to,” Harvey said softly, not a question. A statement.

Ravi felt his face flushing. He wanted to deny it, but he couldn’t live with himself if he lied. He didn’t want to dishonour his true feelings for Bo, and Harvey deserved the truth. “I would never cheat on you.”

Harvey lips turned up in a gentle smile. “I know you wouldn’t.”

“Are you mad?” Ravi asked, then held his breath, not sure if he really wanted the answer.

 

About the Author

Nic Starr lives in Australia where she tries to squeeze as much into her busy life as possible. Balancing the demands of a corporate career with raising a family and writing can be challenging but she wouldn’t give it up for the world.

Always a reader, the lure of m/m romance was strong and she devoured hundreds of wonderful m/m romance books before eventually realising she had some stories of her own that needed to be told!

When not writing or reading, she loves to spend time with her family–an understanding husband and two beautiful daughters–and is often found indulging in her love of cooking and planning her dream home in the country.

You can find Nic on Facebook, Twitter and her blog. She’d love it if you stopped by to say hi.

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Changing His Tune: Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 by Blake Allwood #kindleunlimited

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Book Title: Changing His Tune: Road to Rocktoberfest 2022

Author and Publisher: Blake Allwood

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Release Date: October 18, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes:  Rock star romance, first love 

Themes: Coming out

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 77 600 words

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Tired of being lonely, Hayden decides to take his music and his identity back. Will these transformations be worth the risk, or will they destroy everything he’s ever worked for?

 

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Hayden Koal’s life has been… different. He was just a boy living on his grandpa’s Iowa farm when his parents whisked him off to LA and thrust him into teenage stardom. Now that he’s an adult, he’s ready to make his own choices about his life, his career, and his lovelife.

Erik Anderson has it all. A great job, friends that he loves like family, and a love life that’s… well, okay maybe it isn’t perfect… but finding the right guy isn’t easy. All that changes when he unexpectedly meets his celebrity crush, Hayden Koal.

Their love affair is fraught with trouble from the moment they come together and both Hayden and Erik have tough decisions to make. Will they choose to upend their lives or sacrifice their love?

#rockstar #first love #coming out

 

Excerpt

“What will you have?” he asked.

“Um, I usually get a Chocolate Mocha Supreme here, ’cause you know… chocolate store.”

“Then I’ll have the same.”

He turned and waved at a woman who I assumed was the manager, ordered our drinks, and asked for extra whipped cream.

Luckily, the way the store was designed, there was a small alcove at the back where we could sit and talk in private without the staff staring at us. I was already so self-conscious I thought I could break.

We sat in silence as the coffees were made and brought to our table. “Thank you, Angela,” Hayden said, and I looked up in surprise that he actually knew the woman’s name.

She blushed–a common reaction to Hayden, apparently–and did a little curtsy before disappearing back around the corner. “I think she might have a little crush,” I whispered, making him smile.

“She’s not who I want to impress,” he said, and then cringed. “Sorry, that was cheesy.”

It was then I noticed he appeared to be nervous too. That helped me feel a little better. I took a deep breath and let it out before asking what I really needed to know if I was going to be able to settle down long enough to hang out with him.

“Why me?” I asked.

He smiled and answered, “Why not you?”

“’Cause I’m a nobody, and you’re Hayden Koal.”

He shook his head and took a drink of his coffee before responding. When he pulled back, a mustache of whipped cream clung to his lip. “Everyone thinks just ’cause I’m a pop star that I’m not a normal human being. I like you, or like what I know about you. I just thought it’d be fun to go out and get to know someone, you know, normal.”

As he talked, the whipped cream began to run down the side of his mouth, and I didn’t think he realized it was there until he went to touch where the drip was. I laughed as he quickly wiped his face with his hand, then frantically began looking for a napkin.

By the time he found one, his face was red as a beet. “So much for first impressions.”

“Trust me,” I said, “that’s probably the best thing to happen.” I took a drink and forced myself to get a mustache too, and when I drew back, he laughed.

“Is that what I looked like? God, I’m happy no one got a picture of that. I’d never live it down.”

I used my tongue to lick the whipped cream off and laughed, saying, “I thought it was cute. It could probably go a long way in improving your image.”

When I looked back at him, he was staring hungrily at me. “Oh,” I said, realizing licking my lip like that probably seemed sexually suggestive.

Hayden shook his head as if trying to clear his thoughts. “Wow, so, um, I’m… I think you’re very handsome, Erik, but I have to admit, this is the first real date I’ve ever been on, well, with a guy. I mean, I’ve been on publicity dates, but you know, not with someone I like. So…” He paused, then quickly added, “I’m not sure how to do this without looking like a total loser.”

At that moment, he looked so vulnerable that I couldn’t help but reach out and put my hand over his. “You’re doing fine. Not that I’m an expert or anything, but the mustache thing could’ve been staged ’cause it was so cute. So, don’t sell yourself short, at least not yet,” I said, laughing. That seemed to put him at ease.

He turned his hand over, letting our palms rest together, and I felt a happy, warm zing shoot up my arm at the intimate contact. “Okay, then,” he said, and his nervousness morphed into a confident smile. “Tell me about yourself.”

 

About the Author 

Blake Allwood was born in west TN, then moved to Kansas City MO after attending college in Lamoni, Iowa. He met his husband in 1995 and they officially married in 2015, once gay marriage was legalized. In 2017, he and his husband sold their home, purchased an RV and began traveling the country with their two dogs. Their travels provide the inspiration and settings for many of his novels.

Typically, Blake can be found relaxing in the RV or by the fire with his laptop and their Jack Russell Terrier, Buddy, curled up between his legs demanding attention. Denver, their Siberian Husky mix is often asleep at his feet or playing tug of war with Blake’s husband.

 

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Series Tour – Hockey Ever After – Ashlyn Kane & Morgan James #giveaway

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These hockey players have hard heads, soft hands, and sweet hearts.

They’re not looking for love, but it’s a long season….

 

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Book Title:  Winging It (Hockey Ever After 1)

Author: Ashlyn Kane & Morgan James

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: LC Chase

Length: 99 000 words/ 283 pages

Release Date: October 18, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Grumpy/sunshine, teammates to lovers, friends to lovers, professional athletes

Themes: Coming out, bisexual awakening, self-acceptance, friendship 

Heat Rating: 5 flames  

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Falling for his teammate wasn’t in the game plan….

 

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Hockey is Gabe Martin’s life. Dante Baltierra just wants to have some fun on his way to the Hockey Hall of Fame. Falling for a teammate isn’t in either game plan.

But plans change.

When Gabe gets outed, it turns his careful life upside-down. The chaos messes with his game and sends his team headlong into a losing streak. The last person he expects to pull him through it is Dante.

This season isn’t going the way Dante thought it would. Gabe’s sexuality doesn’t faze him, but his own does. Dante’s always been a “what you see is what you get” kind of guy, and having to hide his attraction to Gabe sucks. But so does losing, and his teammate needs him, so he puts in the effort to snap Gabe out of his funk.

He doesn’t mean to fall in love with the guy.

Getting involved with a teammate is a bad idea, but Dante is shameless, funny, and brilliant at hockey. Gabe can’t resist. Unfortunately, he struggles to share part of himself that he’s hidden for years, and Dante chafes at hiding their relationship. Can they find their feet before the ice slips out from under them?

 

BOOK 2

Book Title: Scoring Position (Hockey Ever After 2)

Author: Ashlyn Kane & Morgan James

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: LC Chase

Length:  98 000 words/ 285 pages

Release Date: October 18, 2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M romance

Tropes: Opposites attract, roommates to lovers, age gap

Themes: Mental health, self-improvement, family pressure

Heat Rating: 5 flames  

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You miss 100 percent of the shots you don’t take.

 

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Ryan Wright’s new hockey team is a dumpster fire. He expects to lose games—not his heart.

Ryan’s laid-back attitude should be an advantage in Indianapolis. Even if he doesn’t accomplish much on the ice, he can help his burned-out teammates off it. And no one needs a friend—or a hug—more than Nico Kirschbaum, the team’s struggling would-be superstar.

Nico doesn’t appreciate that management traded for another openly gay player and told them to make friends. Maybe he doesn’t know what his problem is, but he’ll solve it with hard work, not by bonding with the class clown.

It’s obvious to Ryan that Nico’s lonely, gifted, and cracking under pressure. No amount of physical practice will fix his mental game. But convincing Nico to let Ryan help means getting closer than is wise for Ryan’s heart—especially once he unearths Nico’s sense of humor.

Will Nico and Ryan risk making a pass, or will they keep missing 100 percent of the shots they don’t take?

 

Excerpt from WINGING IT

Dante waited in the lobby, curled into a chair that wasn’t quite big enough to be comfortable. He kept his back to the flow of people and his nose buried in his phone. Any other night, sure, he would be happy to sign autographs. Tonight… his brain was going to endlessly replay the scene he’d just walked in on.

How had he not known Gabe was into men? It seemed obvious now. Of course he never picked women up in bars or brought a girlfriend to a team event. Dante felt stupid for not noticing. 

Somehow Dante had stumbled onto a huge secret.

And now he had to work out what to do about it.

First, though, apparently he was going to think about Gabe’s broad palm on his partner’s chest. Gabe was a big guy—two inches taller than Dante, even if Dante was more solidly built. His partner had been clinging to Gabe’s muscular shoulder.

He should stop thinking about it, but his brain was trying to fill in details. Where had Gabe’s other hand been? Had it been placed on his partner’s thigh? Had he been putting his weight on it to steady himself? Or maybe he’d used it to tilt the man’s face to the right angle.

Dante exhaled sharply. This was really, really not his business. Dwelling on it would not do him any favors. He needed to pretend everything was normal. And obsessing about your teammate feeling up some guy—and kissing, can’t forget the kissing—was not that.

So. Normal. He’d been sexiled by a roommate. That was fine! It had happened before. Today, actually. He hoped Yorkie was having a better night than Gabe.

Most importantly, sexiling was normal.

Was it hot in here?

Footsteps jarred him out of his spiral, and he looked up to see Gabe walking toward him, head down, shoulders hunched. He didn’t exactly have the look of the freshly laid about him.

Fuck.

Or, like, probably not.

Gabe dropped into the chair across from him. He was loudly projecting that he would rather stand in front of fifty of Kitty’s slap shots than have this conversation.

At least they were on even footing in that respect.

Dante put his phone away. “So, uh, sorry for cockblocking you.” Even if it’s kind of your fault. Who doesn’t use the Do Not Disturb sign? Why didn’t you tell me to pound rocks when I asked to share?

Considering the circumstances, he kept a lid on these criticisms. He could bring them up later, when Gabe didn’t look like he was about to puke all over the hotel lobby.

“I wasn’t expecting it to be a problem,” Gabe said. He slumped farther, but Dante thought his shoulders were relaxing too. “Did you strike out or something?”

“Sort of. We passed her ex on the way back to her place and she made it like ten more feet before she burst into tears. So we stopped at Dairy Queen for ice cream, and then she went to the bathroom and fixed her makeup and we took a selfie for her Instagram, and I came back here.”

The color returned to Gabe’s face and he met Dante’s gaze for the first time since that hideously awkward moment upstairs. “Guess neither of us is getting laid tonight,” he said, a little tentatively, like he wasn’t sure Dante would laugh.

“I won’t tell if you won’t.” 

“Deal,” Gabe said. The lines of tension in his face disappeared under a relieved half smile.

Good. Dante was glad they’d settled that. “Great.” He yawned. “So can we go upstairs now? I’ve had just enough booze and ice cream to make me sleepy.”

When they got up to the hotel room, Dante said, “I wish you’d told me you liked guys.” His shoes thunked dully against the wall as he kicked them off. “I wouldn’t have tried so hard to hook you up with chicks last season.” Or last week.

Gabe stared at Dante’s shoes. Then he lined his own up neatly under the desk. “It’s not something I advertise.”

“No shit.” Dante shimmied out of his jeans. 

After a beat, Gabe said, “You’re being really cool about this.”

Dante sat in the desk chair. He had a habit of saying the first thing that came to mind, and right now that was Actually, I’m kind of freaking out. He needed to take his time. “I mean, obviously I’m not mad or upset or whatever. I’m—accepting? Ugh, that’s a garbage word.” He huffed, frustrated with himself. “Look, you’re… gay?”

The muscle at the hinge of Gabe’s jaw bunched. “Yeah.” 

“Cool.” He drummed the fingers of his left hand on the desktop, realized he was doing it, and forced himself to stop. “And obviously if you haven’t told the team, you’re expecting some of them to be assholes. And that sucks. Because as far as I’m concerned, my reaction? Is, like, a pretty low bar.”

Gabe rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean, it’s not like you could come in and introduce yourself.”

If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. Dante was losing his grip on reality. “Yeah, maybe not. You mind if I shower now? I stink like dance club.”

“Sure. I’m just gonna….” Gabe picked up the television remote.

The television came on, and a moment later Dante closed the bathroom door behind him and started the water. Mechanically, he removed his clothes and stepped under the spray. The hot water sluiced over him, washing away the sweat and club grime and what had maybe been just a little too much hair gel.

But the image of Gabe kissing another man on the bed in their hotel room stuck with him, and now, in relative privacy and naked, alone with his thoughts, Dante was forced to confront the truth of his own semi.

“I did not see this coming,” he muttered as he reached for his shampoo.

 

About the Authors

Ashlyn Kane likes to think she can do it all, but her follow-through often proves her undoing. Her house is as full of half-finished projects as her writing folder. With the help of her ADHD meds, she gets by.

An early reader and talker, Ashlyn has always had a flair for language and storytelling. As an eight-year-old, she attended her first writers’ workshop. As a teenager, she won an amateur poetry competition. As an adult, she received a starred review in Publishers Weekly for her novel Fake Dating the Prince. There were quite a few years in the middle there, but who’s counting?

Her hobbies include DIY home decor, container gardening (no pulling weeds), music, and spending time with her enormous chocolate lapdog. She is the fortunate wife of a wonderful man, the daughter of two sets of great parents, and the proud older sister/sister-in-law of the world’s biggest nerds.

Morgan James is a clueless (older) millennial who’s still trying to figure out what they’ll be when they grow up and enjoying the journey to get there. Now, with a couple of degrees, a few stints in Europe, and more than one false start to a career, they eagerly wait to see what’s next. James started writing fiction before they could spell and wrote their first (unpublished) novel in middle school. They haven’t stopped writing since. Geek, artist, archer, and fanatic, Morgan tends to pass their free hours with in imaginary worlds and people on pages and screens—it’s an addiction. As is their love of coffee and tea. They live in Canada with their massive collection of unread books, where they are the personal servant of too many four-legged creatures.

 

 

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