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New Release – Hathonatum by Taylin Clavelli #giveaway

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Book Title: Hathonatum

Author: Taylin Clavelli

Publisher: MLR Press

Genre/sScience Fiction, Contemporary M/M, Interracial (Alien/Human), Inter-dimensional, Reincarnation. Multi-Verse, Historical elements.

Heat Rating: 3 – 4 flames

Length:  89 000 words         

The story can be read as a standalone. It is the first book in the Pelethus Series. The next book involves different main characters that are connected to those in Hathonatum. 

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Buy Links 

Publisher: MLR Press  |  Smashwords

Amazon US  | Amazon UK

 

 

Hathonatum is a love story that spans time, dimension, universe and death.

 

Blurb 

Have you ever wondered if that little voice inside you is actually your voice?

Egypt captivates Benjamin. As an adult, he immerses himself in his chosen profession, as an archaeologist in the ancient city of Abydos. For Ben, the hieroglyphs, and paintings unlock dreams of a time long lost. 

The dig Ben works on is financed by Ashari Hathonatum. For many years, the man has been looking for the one who completes him. He initially saw his heart’s match from a distance. But that was a long time ago and from an alternate universe. When Ashari encounters Ben, he wonders if he is the reincarnation of the man he saw, through another’s eyes, all those years ago. Will the secrets Ashari hides about his heritage stop their love blooming, or will others from his dimension, determined to keep Ashari from his heart’s match, rule the day?

**The story is written with British spelling/grammar. **

 

 

Excerpt 

Though Ben loved the thought of studying Seti, he was part of a small crew concentrating on Narmer (3180-3120 BC), whose tomb was located to the west of the dig, almost as far away from Seti as a tomb could get. Not much was known about the first pharaoh of the combined kingdoms, and Ben wanted to help discover something new. He wanted to shed light on a life that no one knew about—a new phenomenon to capture the imagination.

Ben had been on-site for a little over a week when he saw an intriguing man talking to Terry, his dig leader. Judging by his skin, Ben suspected the man to be local, but it was difficult to tell. Other than his face, the only other exposed part of him was his hands. The rest of him was covered with clothing designed to keep out the worst of the sand—layered, lightweight, loose, and black.

When the man locked gazes with him, Ben found himself staring into a vibrant blue sea of lapis lazuli, framed with black lashes and dark eyebrows. It wasn’t until a fellow worker walked between them that the connection was broken. When Ben sought to re-establish contact, the other had his back to him. Ben returned to his work, clearing out a trench of sand. The heat and excitement over what his group might find overshadowed any musings concerning the stranger. 

At the end of the day, Ben was so tired he clambered onto the city-bound truck with as much grace as a stumbling mummy. 

That night, while lounging on his bed, images of dark blue assaulted him. The event was rare for him, considering Egypt was his prime…prime everything.

Every day, the journey to the ruins was like being transported back in time. Ben could close his eyes and almost feel like he was there, in ancient Egypt. Often, he imagined he could see a partial image of the hustle and bustle of the ancient civilization continuing around him. At other times, he was in the quiet solitude of a temple. The images were odd, considering ancient Abydos was a graveyard.

From the drop-off point the next day, Ben made his way to tombs B17 and B18—the tombs attributed to Narmer. He worked there all morning with his small, square trowel and brush, slowly moving away the sands of eons. 

As lunchtime approached, he relocated to the edge of the main dig and took his break. From there, he would imagine life in ancient Egypt.

Daydreaming, he chose to walk back to his station. 

Suddenly, an alarm sounded. It was the warning for a sandstorm. It was similar to what his grandparents had described as the air raid warning from the war. 

There was a flurry of activity while people efficiently covered artefacts and other areas of importance. Ben glanced around, noticing the storm was a lot closer than he’d originally thought. It had come out of nowhere. What crept toward the dig seemed like a moving wall of cloud, dense enough to shield the view and engulf anything below it. If it wasn’t for the cottonlike plumes of wheat colours, Ben could have believed a curtain of rain was heading his way. The screen of rapid shadow was making quick progress toward the dig, swallowing all in its path. Briefly, Ben went rigid, unable to move. When the sound of hissing reached his consciousness, and sand stung his feet and face, he dashed toward shelter. He was running a losing race. 

Abruptly, he was grabbed and pulled to the floor behind a shallow wall. In a spell of activity as sleek as the sandstorm, a mask was put over his face, and his body along with that of his saviour rolled together. Over and over, they turned. Coming to a halt, and dizzy, Ben found himself cocooned, head to toe in a thick blanket. From the outside, the two of them probably resembled a fat, discarded mummy. 

As Ben regained his senses, he could feel a wall to his back and secure arms around him. The only thing between them was his messenger bag containing the bottles of water he was required to keep on him to prevent dehydration in the desert sun. 

Panting, he opened his eyes to a familiar sea of lazuli.

 

About the Author 

 

I am proud to be British and proud to be an author of gay romance stories from varying genres. I write under the pseudonym Taylin Clavelli, not because I don’t want my real name out there, but because I think my real name is unmemorable for an author. The name came about from a night of Skype and a lot of wine.

My first published work – a comedy called Boys Toys and Carpet Fitters – came out in 2012. It was part of a Dreamspinners anthology called Don’t Do This At Home. Since then, I have produced a further two novels and five short stories, not including Hathonatum. 

As well as being married for close to thirty years, and have a grown-up family, who I adore – I work part-time at a Manor Hotel, where I am also the resident historian. I am a book reviewer, too for a well-known site.

Not being a spring chicken anymore, I have a few hobbies that over the years have come, gone and resurfaced again. I am an experienced horse rider, and 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwondo. I help my husband with DIY projects, upcycle as much as possible and love my garden. As for those simple things that make me stop in my tracks. The dawn chorus, baking bread, lasagne, and the scene where Shadowfax makes his screen entrance.

 

Author Links

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Giveaway 

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 A choice of paperback + swag from Dakota Skies, Secret Of The Manor or 5 shorts from Taylin – 3 winners

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Blog Tour ~ Secret of the Manor by Taylin Clavelli

I’m delighted to welcome friend and fellow author,

Taylin Clavelli

as she stops by on her blog tour.

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Title: Secret of the Manor

Author: Taylin Clavelli

Genre: Gay romance, mystery, paranormal, adventure

Length: Novel

Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing

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Warren Blake is an accountant at the pinnacle of his career. After accepting a new position he decides to settle in the scenic Cotswold village of Walmsley Hackett.  A village with a colourful history of myth, old wives tales and mystery.

One morning during his train ride into work, Warren notices a small quaint church which he becomes enchanted with. Curiousity compels him to find the church and when he finally does, he discovers an unmarked grave in the corner. Feeling sorry for its occupant, Warren becomes a frequent visitor.

Little does he know that the young man inside the coffin needs a champion and Warren is chosen.

What follows involves a ghostly medieval joust, witchcraft, love, and Warren risking his life.

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Secret of The Manor 

The men were relaxed, almost dozing off as they ambled through a small walled field, when Warren noticed something strange. Despite there being plenty of flowers, a few bushes, and a dozen trees, not a single bird flew within the field’s borders. They occupied the flora outside its walls, but not one feathered animal ventured inside. The sensations invading Warren’s subconscious were not of eerie evil emanating from the dark side, however. They were ones of respectful space. It was as if someone had kicked the kids out of the house, turned the volume down, placed a glass of wine in one’s hand, and said, “Enjoy the quiet.”

When Warren looked over to Carl, the man had his eyes shut, serenely enjoying the surroundings. Even the horses seemed to tiptoe through the grass. Only bees pollinated the dandelions, daisies, and other meadow flowers. Warren himself could feel his heartbeat laze as if he’d had enough wine to relax but not enough to be tipsy.

“Why is it so quiet in here?” Warren whispered while looking for other signs of life.

Carl took a deep breath, opened his laughter-lined eyes, and pointed to the raised areas of the field. “Those mounds are believed to be Saxon burials.” He chuckled. “We can’t bring that gelding, Dusty, through here. He tries to lie down before we get to the gate at the other end.” Carl spoke like the scene was as natural as walking around the supermarket. Briefly, Warren imagined Carl around Tesco’s. The man wasn’t fat, but he was by no means thin. He enjoyed the comfort of a belly filled with his favourite foods. He’d hang onto the trolley, grumbling and limping his way around on a leg that had been kicked a few times over the years. Then he’d run his hands through the grey hair of his receding hairline that he covered with his flat cap. Warren smiled to himself before he stopped his musings and continued with his enquiries.

“Why don’t you get the Time Team in to find out for sure?”

Carl turned serious. “No. It’s not good to disturb the bones of the dead. It upsets ’em.”

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3 x Mega Swag Packs (Europe only) – Bullet USB, Keyring hip flask, Memo set, Mints, 3-in-1 Stylus pen keyring

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Taylin Clavelli lives in the United Kingdom, about 15 miles south of Birmingham, and a short journey from the world famous Cadbury’s Chocolate factory. She’s married with children and loves her family with all her heart.

Her love of books has been a long standing affair, with Taylin liking nothing better than to lose herself in an imaginary world.

Until she met Lily Velden, she never considered trying her hand at writing. However, after talking ideas, Lily encouraged her to put pen to paper—or rather, fingers to keyboard. Since, with a few virtual kicks in the right place, she hasn’t stopped. Her confidence eventually led to her writing an original work for submission.

Her first published work was Boys, Toys, and Carpet Fitters, developed for the Dreamspinner Press Anthology – Don’t Try This At Home.

Now she absolutely adores immersing herself into the characters she creates, and transferring the pictures in her brain to paper, finding it liberating, therapeutic, and wonderful.

Outside of writing, her interests include; martial arts (she’s a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwon-do), horse-riding, all of which facilitates her love of a wide variety of movies. Her action heroes include Jet Li and Tony Jaa—finding the dedication these men have for their art combined with their skill both amazing and a privilege to watch. If pressed, she’ll admit to thinking that the screen entrance of Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean – Curse of the Black Pearl, and Shadowfax in LOTR, to be the greatest screen entrances ever. Her all-time favorite movies are Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.

The simple things in life that make her day, putting a smile on her face are:

Laughter – especially that of her children.

The smell of lasagna cooking – it makes her mouth salivate.

The dawn chorus – no symphony ever written can beat the waking greetings of the birds.

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A Tale of Three Shorts Blog Tour by Taylin Clavelli

Blog Tour – A Tale of Three Shorts by Taylin Clavelli

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A Tale of Three Shorts Tour

gets readers up close and personal with three fabulous releases from friend and fellow author, Taylin Clavelli.

The short stories, Invisible, Sleepwalking, and DIY Delights, will take you from loss and sorrow, to tender love, to laughter, and a deep sigh when you finally reach the end of each tale.

Come meet the men of A Tale of Three Shorts and their stories,

and read about Taylin’s inspiration for Sleepwalking!

Invisible

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Synopsis

What do you do when you become invisible to the love of your life?

Invisible 

excerpt

DAVID

IT’S the small hours of the morning when I walk through the door of our home. The savory smells of lasagna hitting my senses make me close my eyes in delight. Ahhh, beautiful. Just the thought of beef, tomato, cheese and herbs caressing my pallet has me salivating, and my stomach rumbling. Sean sure knows how to look after me. He’s beyond wonderful.

A tidy apartment and a scrumptious meal are superb to come home to, especially after a hard day in the ER, where I’m surrounded by blood, tears and anguish. My feet hardly touched the ground, from the beginning of my shift until the end. My team and I dealt with everything from a saucepan stuck on a boy’s head, to a multiple pile-up, where the rider of a motorcycle caught the worst of it. He sustained two broken legs, a broken arm and a dislocated shoulder. Thankfully, he was wearing all the correct safety gear, which saved his life and held him together. He’ll have a long road to recovery, but at least he will recover. In the future, however, he’ll set off all airport alarms as he passes through security, with the amount of metal now inside him.

Eating my meal, I settle in to unwind.

The next thing I know, I’m shuddering with cold. Dammit, I’ve fallen asleep on the couch again. There’s no blanket in sight. Oh dear, Sean must be pissed at me. I know he doesn’t like it, and if I could catch myself drifting off, I’d move to bed. Except, I couldn’t, and I didn’t.

Looking at the time, I realize it won’t be long before he’ll be up for work. Walking into the kitchen, I flick the switch of the amber nectar machine, ready to wake him with coffee and a cuddle—albeit a belated one.

With drink in hand, I walk into our bedroom. The bed is empty.

Buy the short story:

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Sleepwalking

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Synopsis

Devastated by loss, Matthew sleepwalks through life, existing but not living.

Can someone rescue him from his waking nightmare and help him to live again?

Inspiration behind Sleepwalking

I don’t tend to wait for a call for an anthology before I write a short story. As with many writers the idea for a tale can spring from anywhere at any time. In this case it was when I purchased Adam Lamberts CD For Your Entertainment. There’s a track on it called Sleepwalker, and from the very first line of the song, the story Sleepwalking was born.

I saw a picture of you hanging in an empty hallway.

That line alone created images in my head which lead to a 9k story. It seemed so sad to me that the person in the song seemed to be alone. The imagery made me think about how I’d feel if I lost my husband.

Would I stay in a world of familiarity, visiting old haunts and not move on?

Would I be capable of moving on?

Is there a set, or acceptable time to grieve?

What would happen if I found someone else?

The pictures just wouldn’t go away, and I ended up writing down little snippets of scenes that entered my head as I was about to sleep. The list became quite long which left me little choice, but to write the whole story.

Then I had to find a setting for my story – the most common of which is an office. And although there are plenty of circumstances in which a person can lose a partner, I decided upon law enforcement. The reason being was that they tend to have walls for the fallen, which coincided with the picture in the hallway, from the song.

It dawned on me that in most offices, there’s someone who is always there, who is essentially part of the furniture. That person who no one truly gets to know due to being wrapped up in their own lives, with a different set of priorities. Sometimes it can be a person who has suffered a loss, but after a while those around don’t want to hear about their heartache anymore and so begin to avoid or ignore them. It’s a sad side of human nature. And, I asked myself:

What happens to a person like that when they go home to an empty house; when they know no one cares? Do they grieve for themselves, the person lost or both?

What would happen if someone cared enough to notice and get involved?

What would happen with a little kindness?

Sleepwalking 

excerpt

Matthew almost looked like a ghost, too—he was thin and gaunt. The trousers of his grey suit were held up by a belt that, judging by the markings, had been tightened several holes—so, it must have fit him properly at some time. Other than that, he kept clean-shaven. As for his dark brown hair… it had been cut and cut well, because it didn’t seem to matter how many times his fingers ran through it, it looked fantastic.

Yes, I’d studied him quite a lot since I started. I’d noticed him on my first day, and every day since. There was something about him that drew me to him, and yet he’d never looked at me even once—it was as if he were off in his own world, and a sad one at that. I’d never seen him smile, and I felt nothing other than sadness emanate from him whenever I passed by his desk. I didn’t even know the color of his eyes, as they were always buried in a file, or watching the floor whenever he ventured elsewhere in the office. His thick rimmed glasses stopped me getting a sideways peek at them, too. The wide arms hid anything that might expose them to me.

The only thing that elicited any kind of positive emotion from him was his coffee—frothy cappuccino with two sugars. Relief washed over his whole body and downcast face with his first sip, which was usually followed by the back of his hand swiping the foam away from his upper lip.

Yes, I was so intrigued with the man that I knew how he took his coffee. A little stalkerish, I know, but there was just… something.

FOR a few days, I’d noticed a change. If it were possible, he was even more withdrawn than usual, yet no one in the office said a thing, or even seemed to care what was happening with him.

I decided to do something about it.

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DIY Delights

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While renovating his first house with his partner, Mike, Duncan discovers a plethora of reasons to use his favourite word… Bollocks!

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Needless to say, once the day came when my life partner, Mike, and I bought our house, no one was surprised when it turned out to be in need of a little TLC. In fact, if it was a trauma patient, it would have been taken immediately to intensive care.

That was when the “Holy fuck, what have you taken on?” version of the word bollocks was used.

The wiring was old. The electric heater was there to cover the hole from an open fire, and the bathroom was a disaster waiting to happen. Walls were covered in fading flock paper, and the banister looked as though it had been leaned on a few too many times. As far as carpets went… ughhh. That was when I found another way to use the word—in disgust. Things were living in the crumbled rubber backing.

The poor dwelling was in a shocking state, considering it was only built in the sixties.

It had its good points, though. The damp course and walls weren’t in bad condition. Only a few parts needed rendering. No roof tiles were missing, and neither squirrel nor bat had taken up residence in the loft. Structurally, the place was sound. All it needed was the home improvement equivalent of some Botox and a serious facelift.

Our house was a little two-story, two-bedroomed cottage on the outskirts of Evesham—a town around a third of the way to Bristol from Birmingham. The town itself wasn’t small, and continued to expand into the surrounding farmland. It’s an area well known for its fruits and vegetables.

Due to the cottage’s dilapidated condition, and lack of sleeping accommodation, we purchased the property for an exceptional price. Beautifully, both of us could see its potential. The electricity source at ground level was up to standard, and so was the basic plumbing. The convenient thing was we had a caravan to stay in while we completed repairs.

We loved the cottage. The first thing we did was give it a name—Gayden.

Buy the short story:

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about_the_author

Taylin Clavelli lives in the United Kingdom, about 15 miles south of Birmingham, and a short journey from the world famous Cadbury’s Chocolate factory. She’s married with children and loves her family with all her heart.

Her love of books has been a long standing affair, with Taylin liking nothing better than to lose herself in an imaginary world.

Until she met Lily Velden, she never considered trying her hand at writing. However, after talking ideas, Lily encouraged her to put pen to paper—or rather, fingers to keyboard. Since, with a few virtual kicks in the right place, she hasn’t stopped. Her confidence eventually led to her writing an original work for submission.

Her first published work was Boys, Toys, and Carpet Fitters, developed for the Dreamspinner Press Anthology – Don’t Try This At Home.

Now she absolutely adores immersing herself into the characters she creates, and transferring the pictures in her brain to paper, finding it liberating, therapeutic, and wonderful.

Outside of writing, her interests include; martial arts (she’s a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwon-do), horse-riding, all of which facilitates her love of a wide variety of movies. Her action heroes include Jet Li and Tony Jaa—finding the dedication these men have for their art combined with their skill both amazing and a privilege to watch. If pressed, she’ll admit to thinking that the screen entrance of Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean – Curse of the Black Pearl, and Shadowfax in LOTR, to be the greatest screen entrances ever. Her all-time favorite movies are Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.

The simple things in life that make her day, putting a smile on her face are:

Laughter – especially that of her children.

The smell of lasagna cooking – it makes her mouth salivate.

The dawn chorus – no symphony ever written can beat the waking greetings of the birds.

Social links:

Website / Facebook / Twitter

 

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Sleepwalking by Taylin Clavelli

***Happy Release Day to Taylin Clavelli***

Title: Sleepwalking

Author: Taylin Clavelli

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Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing

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Synopsis

 Devastated by loss, Matthew sleepwalks through life, existing but not living.

Can someone rescue him from his waking nightmare and help him to live again?

Buy the short story:

 Amazon / Amazon UK / Amazon AU / WIP

 Excerpt:

I stood there in the empty hallway, hearing nothing but the echoes of faraway voices as I faced the wall of fallen heroes. Looking upon his handsome face, he smiled into the camera, standing proud, his chest puffed out, showing off his uniform to its full potential. How I wished he were here now. Instead of just a photograph, with his badge below it.

Running the tips of my fingers over his outline, I remembered his strong muscles over my skin. How his body was so big he could totally encase me; it made me feel safe. How my splayed hand only covered half his shoulder. Hell, my thigh was the size of his bicep—and yet he handled me as though I was the most precious thing on earth, both in life and in bed.

I’d run my fingers through his cropped, straight black hair, scratching his scalp with my short nails, making him purr like a cat. He’d lower his lips to mine, devouring me before making passionate love to me. Even now, I can feel the strength of his body within me, and the feel of him between my thighs.

My heart ached. I couldn’t stop the tears. I couldn’t walk away. I stood, rooted to the spot, while all the stitches that held me together snipped open one by one, releasing all the memories, the pain.

“Sam,” I whispered, before I sank to the floor, sobbing.

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About the author:

Taylin Clavelli lives in the United Kingdom, about 15 miles south of Birmingham, and a short journey from the world famous Cadbury’s Chocolate factory. She’s married with children and loves her family with all her heart.

Her love of books has been a long standing affair, with Taylin liking nothing better than to lose herself in an imaginary world.

Until she met Lily Velden, she never considered trying her hand at writing. However, after talking ideas, Lily encouraged her to put pen to paper—or rather, fingers to keyboard. Since, with a few virtual kicks in the right place, she hasn’t stopped. Her confidence eventually led to her writing an original work for submission.

Her first published work was Boys, Toys, and Carpet Fitters, developed for the Dreamspinner Press Anthology – Don’t Try This At Home.

Now she absolutely adores immersing herself into the characters she creates, and transferring the pictures in her brain to paper, finding it liberating, therapeutic, and wonderful.

Outside of writing, her interests include; martial arts (she’s a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwon-do), horse-riding, all of which facilitates her love of a wide variety of movies. Her action heroes include Jet Li and Tony Jaa—finding the dedication these men have for their art combined with their skill both amazing and a privilege to watch. If pressed, she’ll admit to thinking that the screen entrance of Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean – Curse of the Black Pearl, and Shadowfax in LOTR, to be the greatest screen entrances ever. Her all-time favorite movies are Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.

The simple things in life that make her day, putting a smile on her face are:

Laughter – especially that of her children.

The smell of lasagna cooking – it makes her mouth salivate.

The dawn chorus – no symphony ever written can beat the waking greetings of the birds.

Social links:

Website / Facebook / Twitter

More from Taylin Clavelli

Dakota Skies

Born in the wrong time…

In 1875 Dakota, Sheriff Jamie Carter has to hide his interest in men, even from his gutsy twin sister, Anna. On a good day, the truth can mean a bullet between the eyes, and on a bad, one in the back.

A man on a mission…

Jamie leaves Anna in charge of Blackrock and he hits the bounty hunting trail, along with his faithful equine companion, Houston. Five territories, scores of ‘Wanted’ posters, and many bullets later, his path unexpectedly converges with that of enigmatic loner, Kit Brooks.

Two men with one soul…

Will the smoldering fire between them rage into an inferno and break down protective barriers, allowing them to find love? Or will it separate and kill them?

Beneath Dakota skies…

Jamie and Kit’s story is a sweeping saga of cowboys, Indians, persistent broads, and vengeful villains, where the cowboys aren’t always the good guys, and love can’t be taken for granted.

Buy links:

WIP /Amazon US / Amazon UK / B&N

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RELEASE DAY ~ INVISIBLE ~ TAYLIN CLAVELLI

A WARM WELCOME TO FRIEND AND FELLOW AUTHOR, TAYLIN CLAVELLI.

HER STORY FROM THE LOVE, LOSS, LAUGHTER AND LUST ANTHOLOGY IS RELEASED SEPARATELY TODAY.

Title: Invisible

Author: Taylin Clavelli

Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing

Synopsis

What do you do when you become invisible to the love of your life?

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Buy the short story:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00OJ2EDWG

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00OJ2EDWG

Amazon AU: http://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B00OJ2EDWG

WIP:  http://www.waywardinkpublishing.com/product/invisible-by-taylin-clavelli/

About the author:

Taylin Clavelli lives in the United Kingdom, about 15 miles south of Birmingham, and a short journey from the world famous Cadbury’s Chocolate factory. She ís married with children and loves her family with all her heart.

Her love of books has been a long standing affair, with Taylin liking nothing better than to lose herself in an imaginary world.

Until she met Lily Velden, she never considered trying her hand at writing. However, after talking ideas, Lily encouraged her to put pen to paperóor rather, fingers to keyboard. Since, with a few virtual kicks in the right place, she hasnít stopped. Her confidence eventually led to her writing an original work for submission.

Her first published work was Boys, Toys, and Carpet Fitters, developed for the Dreamspinner Press Anthology, Don’t Try This At Home.

Now she absolutely adores immersing herself into the characters she creates, and transferring the pictures in her brain to paper, finding it liberating, therapeutic, and wonderful.

Outside of writing, her interests include; martial arts (she’s a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwon-do), horse-riding, all of which facilitates her love of a wide variety of movies. Her action heroes include Jet Li and Tony Jaa, finding the dedication these men have for their art combined with their skill both amazing and a privilege to watch. If pressed, she’ll admit to thinking that the screen entrance of Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean, Curse of the Black Pearl, and Shadowfax in LOTR, to be the greatest screen entrances ever. Her all-time favorite movies are Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.

The simple things in life that make her day, putting a smile on her face are:

Laughter – especially that of her children.

The smell of lasagna cooking – it makes her mouth salivate.

The dawn chorus – no symphony ever written can beat the waking greetings of the birds.

Social links:

Website: http://www.taylinclavelli.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100005234535413

Twitter: https://twitter.com/taylinclavelli

More from Taylin Clavelli

Dakota Skies

Born in the wrong time…

In 1875 Dakota, Sheriff Jamie Carter has to hide his interest in men, even from his gutsy twin sister, Anna. On a good day, the truth can mean a bullet between the eyes, and on a bad, one in the back.

A man on a mission…

Jamie leaves Anna in charge of Blackrock and he hits the bounty hunting trail, along with his faithful equine companion, Houston. Five territories, scores of ‘Wanted’ posters, and many bullets later, his path unexpectedly converges with that of enigmatic loner, Kit Brooks.

Two men with one soul…

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Will the smoldering fire between them rage into an inferno and break down protective barriers, allowing them to find love? Or will it separate and kill them?

Beneath Dakota skies…

Jamie and Kit’s story is a sweeping saga of cowboys, Indians, persistent broads, and vengeful villains, where the cowboys arenít always the good guys, and love canít be taken for granted.

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Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00NHPMJ7C/

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Blog Tour ~ Dakota Skies by Taylin Clavelli

 Dakota Skies by Taylin Clavelli 

Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing

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How does it feel to have your first published novel?

Absolutely in awe at the finished product and happy beyond belief.

It has certainly been a learning curve. I think I’ve experienced every emotion in the process. Thankfully I’ve had Wayward Ink Publishing to guide me through it. Every member of the team has been helpful and courteous and it has made me realize what a group effort it is to bring a novel to the shelves.

In the beginning, I was ecstatic that WIP wanted to publish Dakota Skies. When they first read it, they fell in love with my boys and their story, but I was advised that it needed some work, which I wasn’t surprised about. For a story of such length, I didn’t expect it to be accepted without some changes, especially as I’d submitted it to another publisher prior to WIP. Unfortunately, it was turned down by the other publisher due to length and a few other things. After that, I rewrote it in the third person to remove some of the repetitive scenes which can accompany a story written in the first person with more than one main character. Thankfully, WIP believed in my boys and wanted to work with me to bring it to the public.

The pre-readers gave me confidence in my story and pointed out some areas which needed attention—mainly the opening chapter. WIP worked with me in making the first chapter in Dakota Skies one which would interest readers, rather than send them to sleep. We also reworked some scenes. Then it was onto the editing process. I think the majority of authors find the editing process somewhat painful. Again, I was guided through it, and the ladies that did my editing were very diplomatic in their suggestions. They brought to my attention some things I took for granted, like horse riding, phrases, etc., which needed more explanation. On the other hand, elsewhere, I’d gone into too much detail. And as down in the dumps I was when I first saw red on my chapters—when I saw the finished version it flowed much better. My knowledge of US grammar was much better too. I’ve come to appreciate hard editing.

Short of seeing the final version, the next high point was seeing the cover of Dakota skies. I was happy to let the artistic nature of those producing the cover let fly. Even then, I was consulted at every phase, and my views were taken into account.

In all, from start to finished product, the process has been a collaborative one. So when asked how I feel about my first published novel, I tend to do a silly dance, grin, and say “Bloody wonderful.”

 

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Synopsis:

Born in the wrong time…

In 1875 Dakota, Sheriff Jamie Carter has to hide his interest in men, even from his gutsy twin sister, Anna. On a good day, the truth can mean a bullet between the eyes, and on a bad, one in the back.

A man on a mission…

Jamie leaves Anna in charge of Blackrock and he hits the bounty hunting trail, along with his faithful equine companion, Houston. Five territories, scores of ‘Wanted’ posters, and many bullets later, his path unexpectedly converges with that of enigmatic loner, Kit Brooks.

Two men with one soul…

Will the smoldering fire between them rage into an inferno and break down protective barriers, allowing them to find love? Or will it separate and kill them?

Beneath Dakota skies…

Jamie and Kit’s story is a sweeping saga of cowboys, Indians, persistent broads, and vengeful villains, where the cowboys aren’t always the good guys, and love can’t be taken for granted.

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Buy the book here:

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About the author:

Taylin Clavelli lives in the United Kingdom, about 15 miles south of Birmingham, and a short journey from the world famous Cadbury’s Chocolate factory. She’s married with children and loves her family with all her heart.

Her love of books has been a long standing affair, with Taylin liking nothing better than to lose herself in an imaginary world.

Until she met Lily Velden, she never considered trying her hand at writing. However, after talking ideas, Lily encouraged her to put pen to paper—or rather, fingers to keyboard. Since, with a few virtual kicks in the right place, she hasn’t stopped. Her confidence eventually led to her writing an original work for submission.

Her first published work was Boys, Toys, and Carpet Fitters, developed for the Dreamspinner Press Anthology – Don’t Try This At Home.

Now she absolutely adores immersing herself into the characters she creates, and transferring the pictures in her brain to paper, finding it liberating, therapeutic, and wonderful.

Outside of writing, her interests include; martial arts (she’s a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwon-do), horse-riding, all of which facilitates her love of a wide variety of movies. Her action heroes include Jet Li and Tony Jaa—finding the dedication these men have for their art combined with their skill both amazing and a privilege to watch. If pressed, she’ll admit to thinking that the screen entrance of Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean – Curse of the Black Pearl, and Shadowfax in LOTR, to be the greatest screen entrances ever. Her all-time favorite movies are Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.

The simple things in life that make her day, putting a smile on her face are:

Laughter – especially that of her children.

The smell of lasagna cooking – it makes her mouth salivate.

The dawn chorus – no symphony ever written can beat the waking greetings of the birds.

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MY INTERVIEW BY TAYLIN CLAVELLI

 

MANY THANKS TO TAYLIN CLAVELLI AND FOR HER THOUGHT-PROVOKING QUESTIONS

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CHECK OUT THE INTERVIEW ON HER WEBSITE HERE

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Huge welcome to Lily G. Blunt, Author of Service With A Smile, a story in the Wayward Ink Publishing anthology Love, Loss, Laughter & Lust.

 

TC: Hi Lily, good to speak to you, I loved your book A Darker Shade Of Oxford Blue. Thank you for allowing me to interview you. Would you mind letting the readers know a little bit about yourself.

 

LGB: Hi,Taylin! Many thanks for asking me to be a guest here. We’ve known each other for a few years now, probably from the time I first wrote Oxford Blues.

 

TC:  Not gonna beat around the bush here, read your story and damn girl the pages almost burned under my fingers let alone my insides. It’s a short story, but it sure was smokin’. My jaw dropped right from the first page and only closed when I gulped at the imagery on the page. Totally awesome. Would you mind giving the readers a taste of what they’re in store for?

 

LGB: Mmm, thank you so much… It’s two hot guys in a changing room in a men’s designer boutique! It’s basically a sex scene. Not a lot of plot really!

 

Here’s an excerpt from the beginning of Service with a Smile:

 

Terry caught sight of his reflection in the shop window and smoothed down his wind-blown hair. He glanced up and down, slowly checking over his appearance. A smile grazed his mouth. Pleased he’d chosen a tight-fitting white T-shirt to exhibit his firm torso, his dark eyes shifted to the clothing displayed on the other side of the glass. A pale blue shirt instantly caught his eye, as did a cream-colored shirt with a dusky paisley print. He knew both would suit his tanned complexion.

Terry could certainly do with a new shirt for the party later that evening, but that wasn’t the reason he was standing in front of the designer boutique. A flutter of excitement rippled through his belly and down to his groin, making his cock throb in anticipation. It wasn’t the clothing that had this effect upon him, but the thought of a particular sales assistant inside the shop.

It was late on Saturday afternoon, and the shop would be closing within the next half hour. He didn’t have much time to make his move. Terry hoped he’d timed his entrance just right. Peering beyond the male mannequins poised in the window, he searched out his intended target.

Terry noticed two men about to leave so he moved toward the door.  As it opened, an old-fashioned bell jangled overhead and the two men left the premises. They offered him a genuine smile. One of them winked at Terry, who returned the gesture. Terry watched them head down the street, walking hand in hand, for a few seconds before crossing over the threshold. A smile spread across his handsome face because he now knew only one member of the staff remained to man the shop until it closed at half past five. The one guy he wanted the chance to be alone with. The one guy he lusted after. Ash.

 

TC:Brilliant excerpt, dare I ask what the inspiration was behind it?

 

LGB: Ty Roderick and Asher Hawk from Cockyboys provided the initial inspiration for the story. At the time of writing the original story they hadn’t yet filmed a video together and this story arose out of my expectations for their future scene. Coincidentally, soon after I wrote my story, Helix Studios released a video featuring Jacob Dixon and Matthew Keading in a changing room in a sportswear shop. Several months later, after receiving a request to summit a story to one of Wayward Ink’s anthologies, I dusted the story down and added more to it, changing the names of the characters to Terry and Ash. 

 

TC: On your tumbler, there are some terrific pictures. They’re all beautiful and sensual – I could have stayed distracted for many an hour looking at them. If readers haven’t checked them out, click on the connection at the bottom of the interview – you won’t be disappointed.  How do you produce them?

 

LGB: I post to three different tumblrs. Two are what I call cute and sweet, mainly showing m/m loving, kisses and hugs. The other is NSFW and very graphic. I don’t produce the photographs. I just reblog them from tumblrs or post pics/videos from elsewhere. 

 

TC: How did you get into the whole production gig, from writing to producing videos?

 

LGB: To cut a long story short, via Twilight/Robert Pattinson, YouTube and Fanfiction. My first videos were made using Windows Movie Maker and were photographs of Rob set to music. I progressed to using clips from videos and movies at about the same time I discovered m/m fiction. So the writing, reading and video making merged into one and Bob (Boy on Boy) Loving was born!

 

TC: What’s the difference between producing your own book and working with a publisher?

 

LGB: If I self-publish, I pay an editor, but I format the text, create the cover and upload it all onto Amazon myself. It was a bit daunting the first time, but if I managed to sort through it all, anyone can. Overall, it takes less time than with a publisher, but then I have to do all the promotion myself.

 

TC: Having spoken to E.S. Skipper I see you are both a friend and a mentor to him. How did it make you feel when he got published?

 

LGB: I’m honoured he considers me to be his mentor. We have worked closely now for six months and I have helped him every step of the way. I was thrilled when his first submission we’d worked so hard on together was accepted for publication.  I was chatting to him on Facebook when he received the email telling him the news. It was one of the happiest days of my life. He was over the moon and couldn’t believe his story had been chosen.

 

TC: Coming next are some questions that I’m sure you’ve seen before, but I’m going to ask them anyway. Other than eventually being a famous author, what would your dream job be?

 

LGB: I’d love to visit many places and stay in breathtaking locations, so to be paid as a travel writer would be fabulous job.

 

TC: And, if you could travel anywhere in the world – where would you go, and what is it that attracts you there?

 

LGB: When I travel I like to walk a lot and explore the old towns and the landscape. I’ve wanted to go on a Baltic cruise for a few years now, also to Sorrento/Naples in Italy. I’ve dreamed of going to Bora Bora, but doubt if I ever will get there. And now I know E.S, Skipper, I’ve threatened to visit him one day in New Zealand. The scenery looks unpsoilt and beautiful and he’s promised me a guided tour.

 

TC: Awww that’s wonderful. I agree NZ is a beautiful place.

TC: In general, what inspires you?

 

LGB: To write? Usually a line from a song, an excerpt from a gay-themed scene/movie or just an idea of two guys together that pops into my mind while I’m pottering about. For example, in my WIP, I was inpired by the fiddler in QaF and included a violin playing character/love scene.

 

TC: On a similar note, who out there inspires you?

 

LGB:  No one person in particular. I admire authors who seem to write day in and day out and churn out excellent books. I don’t know how they do it and it’s something I aspire to. I’m lucky if I write for two or three hours a day.

 

TC: Is there a particular subject matter or genre you’d like to branch out into writing, or would you prefer to stay with contemporary romance?

 

LGB: I’m not into sci-fi although I wrote a Star Trek spoof awhile ago. So you never know, I might try my hand at anything. I’ve got a history degree and have contemplated writing a story set in the past, but with a bit of mythology thrown in so I don’t have to be totally accurate! I have a vague idea in the back of my mind for a children’s fantasy story set in Ancient Greece to make use of my years of knowledge from teaching this period of history.

 

TC: Cool, I love stories with an historical element.

TC: What about reading? Is there a specific genre you gravitate towards on the bookshelf?

 

LGB: I only read m/m romance and erotica these days and I’m currently making my way through the many books on my Kindle. I’ll never get done as I’m constantly adding to my library thanks to Amazon’s 1-click! Most of them are contemporary romance with a little angst thrown in and a lot of hot boy loving!

 

TC: What can we hope to see from you in the future?

 

LGB: Paint the Sky is my current WIP. I started planning it back in August and wrote much of it for NaNo. I’ve been re-working it ever since and am close to finishing now. It’s a story inspired by Van Gogh’s Starry Night painting and Don McLean’s Vincent. After that, I think I’ll focus on shorter stories and editing, plus E.S. Skipper and I are planning to write something together one day.

 

TC: You don’t have to answer this next question, but I’m curious. Returning to the anthology LLLL, and considering your work was in the Lust section: do you have a wish list of lustful situations and dare you tell us of any?

 

LGB: To watch or read or write? I’ll go for writing! One day, I’ll write a ménage à trois story. I considered it for Boys on Film and included a few threesome porn scenes, but my two main characters insisted they stayed as a couple, so my original plan for the story changed!

 

TC: From the UKGLBT Meet you were at recently, what did you find most useful and what are your best memories of it?

 

LGB: This was my second year at the Meet. Although the sessions are thought provoking and useful as a writer, I found meeting up with fellow authors and readers the most valuable. It was great to see so many people I recognized this year and to talk to people I’ve only chatted to on Facebook. My best memory…apart from meeting you, of course… watching the unicyclist bound by a straight jacket trying to get on to his unicycle with the help of three men from the audience. I don’t think I have laughed so much for a long time!

 

TC: OMG, yes I remember that, it was brilliant and hilarious. I have to admit, the male pole dancer doing the coke advert stuck in my mind. Damn, the abs on him – I don’t think I looked at his face!!!!

 

Huge, huge thanks to you Lily for your time and wonderful answers. It was an honour to meet you in Bristol after speaking to you so often over so many years. Many friendships were made during the meet and I am beyond happy that ours has continued.

 

Lily can be found at the following places: Go check her out.

 

THANKS ONCE AGAIN, TAYLIN

 

Interview with Taylin Clavelli

I’d like to welcome friend and fellow Wayward Ink Publishing author, Taylin Clavelli.

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Thank you for having me, it’s amazing to be here.

My pleasure, Taylin. Thank you for sharing a little about yourself.

 The prized possession you value above all others…

That would have to be my photo albums as they give a jump start to memories of people, places and events, many of which a person forgets over time. The photos are the physical possession, the memories they invoke are the prized possession.

 The unqualified regret you wish you could amend…

Hell, I’m far from perfect and have many regrets I wish I could amend. Too many to list them all and some have a bigger impact on my life than others. However, the one thing from primary school that still comes to mind, is during the days when animals were allowed in the classroom. I was an accident prone child and some baby chickens hatched and were being kept under heated lamp. While cuddling the chicks I managed to knock over the lamp and it broke. All the chicks were fine and all lived for a long time. But, I had to stay and give them warmth while the unhappy teacher replaced the lamp. I got a ton of stick from the other kids at the time and I regretted possibly causing the chickens any pain, and I regretted being clumsy. The whole thing scared the shit out of me cos, kids being kids, said I nearly killed the chicks and that had a big impact on me.

The temptation you wish you could resist…

Ohhhh, a loaded question. I’d put your readers to sleep if I listed them all, there is not one. I’ve been on the earth too long to have just one.

The book that holds everlasting resonance…

My Family and Other Animals, by Gerald Durrell. It is a book about the life of the conservationist Gerald Durrell. His antics and observations while growing up in Corfu. I absolutely adored the love the man had for animals. That love continued into adulthood where he founded the Durrell wildlife park in Jersey, which helps save species from extinction.

http://www.durrell.org/wildlife-park/

I’ve never had the chance to visit, but would love to go there one day.

The priority activity if you were invisible for a day…

It would depend on where I was in the world when given the chance to be invisible. So many possibilities. Putting my finger on one, it would be to be to sneak onto the set of The Hobbit.

The film you can watch time and time again…

Oh easy, Star Wars. Despite being a lover of LOTR and The Hobbit, Star Wars I have grown up with and have literally watched it time and time again.

The person who influenced you the most…

My husband. When growing up you experience the will of your parents and peers. When I met my husband and all through our marriage, he has encouraged me to be my own person and to do what makes me happy. He questions me and makes me think outside the box, too. He’s a wonderful man.

The unlikely interest that engages your curiosity…

Martial arts, it engages more than my curiosity, I am a 2nd Degree Black Belt in Taekwondo.

The poem that touches your soul…

‘Twas The Night Before Christmas by Clement Clarke Moore. I love the imagery of the poem, and there is something special in the air when you are outside on a cold winters evening and the snow is falling.

The event that altered the course of your life…

Getting made redundant. It set my life on a different course and during those months I moved from being a reader to having the time to become a writer.

 The song that means the most to you…

No one song can be named. Many songs out there touch me and make me stop what I am doing to listen to them. A huge portion have different meanings to me and invoke a range of thoughts. Knights in White Satin by the Moody Blues, In The Air Tonight by Phil Collins. Adam Lambert’s Trespassing. Pheonix by Fall Out Boy.

The happiest moment you will cherish forever…

The birth of my children.

The unfulfilled ambition that continues to haunt you…

Of course, Jersey, but on the whole, world travel. I’ve gone to many places, but there are soooo many still to visit. Being a LOTR and Hobbit fan New Zealand is high on the list, as is Brazil and Hawaii. I love the scenery in NZ, fell in love with it years ago. As for Brazil – I love how alive the place is.

Your early recollections of writing fiction…

Red, lots of red. Pages of red. Most of it saying, paint a picture with your words, pointing out my habits and literary no no’s. Oh and the differences between English/English and American/English. That and sitting before a blank screen with an idea in my head thinking, oh shit, where do I start?

The way you would spend your fantasy 24 hours, with no travel restrictions…

I’m also taking a Star Trek attitude here and believing I have portable beaming capacity, a universal translator, and the ability to breathe anywhere. Not going near time travel.

In that case, I would start off in Jersey, before a whistle stop tour of Australia and New Zealand. Then I’d dive onto a reef in the sea – don’t care which one. Then spend a huge chunk of time in Egypt at the Cairo Museum, The Pyramids, Valley of the Kings, Abydos, Karnak, Alexandria, Abu Simbel, Philae. I’d then beam out to the moon so that I could see the earth and stars clearly with my own eyes and not through glass. I’d finish the day at Disney EPCOT with a trip around the Geosphere and firework display.

The pet hate that makes your hackles rise…

When people as you a question then don’t stick around to hear the answer.

The figure from history you would most like to buy a pie and a pint…

Rameses The Great. I saw his mummy at the Cairo Museum. For me, there was still a presence about him that spanned time. It was enough to make me query life after death.

The piece of wisdom you would pass onto a child…

While it is admirable to want to change the world, learn how it works before you get in and make the changes.

The treasured item you lost and wish you could have again…

Nothing physical comes to mind. But I would love to regain the magic of Christmas, and the innocence of still believing in Santa.

The crime you would commit knowing you could get away with it…

Castrate child abusers.

The philosophy that underpins your life…

Let people be who they were meant to be, love who they want to love, and live the life that is right for them – without judgement. A person can have their own thoughts and beliefs, but they shouldn’t be forced onto another unless willing to engage in discussion and hear an alternative point of view. More to the point understand there is more than one point of view and it’s okay.

Please be aware that I am female, therefore all these answers could be different next week. J

The plug…

Three short stories in the Bollocks! And Love, Loss, Laughter and Lust anthologies from Wayward Ink Publishing.

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PARTY PARTY PARTY!!!!

And to celebrate the release on 20th June, you’re invited to join the release day party. It will run for 24 hours to allow all the authors in the anthology a chance to spend time chatting with readers and fans.  I will be there on Friday evening UK time. There will be giveaways throughout the day, so stop by and join in the festivities.

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Dakota Skies – out September 2014.

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Check out Taylin Clavelli’s Website

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 MANY THANKS, TAYLIN.

I WISH YOU SUCCESS WITH ALL YOUR WRITING PROJECTS.

 

LOVE, LOSS, LAUGHTER AND LUST GIVEAWAY

In addition to the prizes that will be given away as part of the release party,

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has created a general giveaway that runs until July 4th, 2014. 

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