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Submission Call: Shifter Detectives

Totally Bound have put out another submission call. I do hope they got lots of responses because I’d love to read some of these stories

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Fast-paced thrillers with demanding plots that see the heroes truly getting their claws stuck into the task at hand. These heroes are expert detectives with something else lying under the surface—an instinct to shift. Take a look at our submission image above and let inspiration take hold. 10-100k words. Series or serials are also welcomed. Please send your submission, synopsis and series outline, if applicable, to submissions@totallybound.com.

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Blog Tour, Excerpt and Giveaway! The Way Things Are by A.J. Thomas

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The Way Things Are

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A.J. Thomas

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Bree Archer

Categories: Contemporary, Erotic (light), Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance

Blurb:

A night of drunken confusion at nineteen resulted in Patrick Connelly fathering a child. Determined to be there for his son, Patrick walked away from a sport he loved and forever hid his sexuality. After Patrick’s brutal divorce and a vicious hate crime, his son, Jay, has become obsessed with graffiti. Hoping for a fresh start, Patrick moves Jay to his childhood home in Seattle. Within two weeks, Jay is arrested again. On his way to pick Jay up, Patrick stops an assault, then finds himself in handcuffs too. Thinking things canʼt get any worse, heʼs confronted by the sexiest man heʼs ever seen—his sonʼs new probation officer, Ken Atkins.

The hardest part of Kenʼs job is working with difficult parents, and the undeniably handsome Patrick Connelly is going to be a difficult parent. A chance encounter and steamy hookup with Patrick leave Ken blindsided. As they work together to try to keep Jay on the right path, the passion between them proves impossible to resist. When the assault Patrick prevented comes back to haunt them and Jay gets into trouble again, Ken must convince Patrick that ensuring his sonʼs happiness doesnʼt have to mean sacrificing his own.

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Excerpt:

Ken shook his head, the motion making his entire body sway again. “I can’t believe you,” he said in disgust. “You have a child home alone right now, who needs an actual fucking role model in his life and actual supervision, and you’re here.” He gestured around at the dusty office. “I would have figured you’d be a bit old and butch for most of the clientele at this place.”

Patrick opened his mouth to deny that he was there selling himself, then stopped. “I’m not that old. And I am an employee of Corbin’s Attic.”

Ken chuckled. “You work for the club?”

“Yes. I had a shirt, but some vicious little drama queen insisted I dance with him, and he wouldn’t take no for answer.”

“You should have called one of the bouncers. They’re serious guys.”

“Uh….” Patrick scratched the back of his head. “I am pretty sure none of the other bouncers here would have come to my rescue.”

Other bouncers?”

“Yeah. Which reminds me, I need to steal another shirt.” The security T-shirts were in a small, tumbling stack on top of boxes in the corner, next to five bigger stacks of black aprons and towels. He sorted through the T-shirts to find his size, then held it up so Ken could see the stenciled yellow “SECURITY” on the back.

“You’re a bouncer?”

“Just until I get my first check from the Port. And until Jay gets in trouble again and has to pay another fine. And maybe until the owner finds someone else to use as eye candy when he wants to make the guy who refuses to go out with him jealous.”

Ken choked. “That was the owner? The blonde guy you were wrapped around out there?”

“That was Corbin Hollis, yes. Which is why none of the other guys would dare help me. He’s my best friend. He’s letting me pick up some hours here because I’m broke.”

Ken looked at him again, just for a moment, before he dropped his gaze to the floor. “I should let you get back to work, then.”

Patrick caught Ken as he stumbled toward the door. “Hang on, now. I told you why I was here. Shouldn’t you be fair?”

“No,” Ken said. “I shouldn’t be here at all. Not if one of my parents works here, that’s for damn sure.” Patrick wrapped his arms around Ken’s waist and tried to hold him steady while Ken squirmed. When he slumped back against Patrick’s chest, the hard cock straining against the denim of Ken’s jeans made Patrick freeze and nearly drop him.

 

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Author Bio:

A.J. Thomas writes romantic suspense. She’s earned a Bachelor’s degree in Literature from the University of Montana and worked in a half-dozen different jobs, from law enforcement officer to librarian, before settling down. Life as a military spouse has tossed her around the country so many times she doesn’t know how to answer when people ask her where she’s from, but she delights in living as a perpetual tourist, visiting new places and discovering amazing things.

Her time is divided between taking care of her three young children, experimenting with cooking and baking projects that rarely explode these days, and embarrassing her husband with dirty jokes. When she’s not writing, she hikes, gardens, researches every random idea that comes into her head, and develops complicated philosophical arguments about why a clean house is highly overrated. Her work has won multiple awards, including the 2013 AMB Ovation Award for Best LGBT Inter-racial Romance, and the 2014 Rainbow Award for Best Gay Contemporary Fiction.

Author Contact:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100008224932949

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/AJ.Thomas.Romance

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AJThomasRomance

Other: http://www.ajthomasromance.blogspot.com/

 

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Book Blast and Giveaway! The Bucket List by RJ Scott

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The Blurb…

When Andrew Craig dies, he leaves his brother Jason a list of places that he wanted to visit but couldn’t. Attending a school reunion, London, Stonehenge, these are all on the list and Jason is determined to cross everything off and work through his grief at the same time.

Closeted soap actor Mark Wesley is shocked when a blast from the past looks him up, and devastated when he realizes he will never have a chance to make things right.

Together Jason and Mark agree to work on the list. But what happens when Jason and Mark grow closer, when passion and even love begins to grow?

Was this what Andrew wanted to happen all along between his brother and his friend?

Excerpt…

“You should write to the studio, sir. Meanwhile, you may want to go stand over there. Some of the actors will be out later to see their adoring fans as per usual.” The guard sounded firm at first, but the second part of the sentence was dripping with sarcasm.

“I’m not a fan,” Jason protested. He looked over again at the chattering women. A couple were staring at him and pointing. Shuffling his feet and suddenly feeling uncomfortable, he wondered where to start to explain so he could get in. “I tried to find out where Mark lived and wanted to track down his family…” He stopped. I sound like some kind of creepy stalker fan. “Look, can you just maybe give him a note for me?”

Bill looked like he was ten seconds away from calling the cops on Jason. That would be just freaking great. How would he explain an arrest record for stalking to the education board when he was back at school? Finally Bill motioned toward a pile of books and notes and teddies that sat on the chair in his small hut.

“You can add a note to the pile.”

The pile? Jason didn’t have time for a note to be added to any kind of disorganized heap. He had exactly two days to get in, talk to Mark, and get him to agree to number one on his brother’s crazy-assed bucket list. The reunion is Saturday. We need to get home.

“If you could move away, sir,” Bill said.

Part of Jason wanted to take a stand and not move, but rebellion wasn’t really part of his makeup and he walked a few steps back. A voice to his side had Jason twisting on his heel.

“Excuse me, my friend made me come over.” Jason faced one of the women from the group. He forced a mask of civility into place. Never let it be said his mom didn’t raise him right. “She thinks you are that Scottish guy from Days. You know, the one with the stepparents who turned out to be practicing voodoo and who ended up kidnapping the sister with the twins.”

“I’m sorry—”

“I said you weren’t him and that you were actually a lot better-looking than the Scottish guy whose name I forget, Niall or Nick or something. Also, up close, you look way younger.” She tilted her head and let out a soft tinkling laugh, then placed a hand flat on his jacket. Jason instantly stepped backward. He wasn’t sure what Days was, but it didn’t sound like a good thing, not the way the rest of the group of women were staring at him like he was a side of beef on sale at the market.

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About RJ

RJ Scott has been writing since age six, when she was made to stay in at lunchtime for an infraction involving cookies. She was told to write a story and two sides of paper about a trapped princess later, a lover of writing was born.As an avid reader herself, she can be found reading anything from thrillers to sci-fi to horror. However, her first real true love will always be the world of romance where she takes cowboys, bodyguards, firemen and billionaires (to name a few) and writes dramatic and romantic stories of love and passion between these men.With over sixty titles to her name and counting, she is the author of the award winning book, The Christmas Throwaway. She is also known for the Texas series charting the lives of Riley and Jack, and the Sanctuary series following the work of the Sanctuary Foundation and the people it protects.Her goal is to write stories with a heart of romance, a troubled road to reach happiness, and most importantly, that hint of a happily ever after.

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Memories of Forgotten Love by Cheryl Headford

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Memories of Forgotten Love

By Cheryl Headford

Publisher: Featherweight Press

Genre: Young Adult, Gay Romance, Mystery

Length: Novella (135 pages)

Blurb

After waking from a coma, Noah discovers that memories are tricky things and sometimes blissful ignorance isn’t such a bad thing.

Noah wakes from a coma with no memory of who he is. As his memories return they become stranger and more sinister at every turn. He begins to suspect the accident in which he was injured wasn’t an accident at all, and refuses to accept what everyone is saying that he threw himself off his balcony in a suicide attempt. It just doesn’t feel like something he would do. Struggling to come to terms with the shocking story he gradually uncovers, he’s helped by his friends. Yet, his best friend, Luke is acting strangely, leaving Noah to wonder just what exactly he isn’t telling him.

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By the time I was allowed visitors I could sit up in a chair and even manage a few simple sentences, more if I was writing. I was so proud of myself, my achievements, my pathetic stammering and feeble attempts to gain back control over my own body. My mother cried even more, my father was grim and somehow angry, and my sister wouldn’t look at me. After that, they didn’t come every day, and I was glad.

It was then that my ‘friends’ started coming. New people, all around my own age, bright and full of forced cheer and encouragement. They confused the hell out of me, talking about people I didn’t know, things I had no concept of…like ‘school’ and ‘sports’ and ‘boyfriends/ girlfriends’.

At first there were a lot of them. Some came only once or twice, and others for a couple of weeks, but there were three who kept on coming back. It was one of them who finally opened my mind to the biggest leap in understanding I’d yet undertaken.

We were sitting in the conservatory, the four of us… Beth, Aiden, Siona, and I. It was beautiful in there, very relaxed and calming, filled with pastel colours and cane furniture. The view overlooking the valley was stunning.

Beth and Siona were perched on the window seat, gazing out over the trees at the summer-blue sky beyond, chattering away about something or other, their heads close together.

Aiden was sprawled in an armchair, one leg draped over the arm, and we were talking about football. Well, to be exact, he was talking and I was listening. He was on the school football team, and you would swear he was David Beckham the way he talked about himself. At least that’s what Beth said. I had no idea who David Beckham was, and I had only the vaguest concept of what football was all about and only because Aiden had explained it to me about a hundred times.

“God, you should have seen us, Noah, we had them by the short and curlies. It was awesome. They didn’t have a chance. That’s the first time we’ve won the cup for years. Coach was made up. He took us all out for burgers, and you’ll never guess who we bumped into.”

“No.”

“Erm, of course not…yeah…Well, anyhoo, it was Luke Farrell. You remember him, he…What?” He stopped, looking over my shoulder, and I turned my head to see Beth glaring at him, making a strange face. Her eyes flickered to me and turned soft, concerned.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing…nothing, Noah. Don’t worry; it’s just the idiot getting carried away as usual.”

“What did I say? I was just testing. I just thought Noah might remember Luke, what with them having been so close.” Aiden turned back to me, grinning, and I had to smile, I always did when Aiden smiled at me. I’d heard someone say once his smile was contagious. “You know what was weird? He didn’t know about you, I mean, about you getting better. No one told him. I thought that was weird. He was your best friend so I thought someone might have told him. Mind you, he says he’s been away. I haven’t seen him for ages. He dropped out of school after…well…you know.”

“Aiden,” Beth hissed. “Shut up.”

“What? Why?”

“You’re just…you’re so…Just shut up.”

“What’s the big problem? It’s not as if you two haven’t been talking to him incessantly about stuff that he doesn’t remember.” Aiden paused a moment. “It’s not as if there is anything he does remember.”

“Aiden!” Siona appeared shocked, and Beth was completely irate, her face flushed and her eyes burning.

I remember seeing her, almost as if it was the first time. She was outlined against the window, the sun lighting her red hair to flame, and I thought, in a completely dispassionate way, that she really was quite beautiful. I wondered if she was my girlfriend. Maybe that was why she was so upset…upset that…that… Something went ‘click’ inside my head and everything became very, very clear.

“I…don’t remember. I…don’t…don’t remember… anything. I…don’t know who you are. I don’t know… who I…who I am.”

“Fuck, Aiden. Now look what you’ve done.”

I don’t know what Aiden said then; I don’t know what any of them said because I was flooded with a sense of absolute panic that blotted out everything but a single, overwhelming truth. I didn’t remember…anything.
I have a brief recollection of there being people around, lots of them. People talking, people touching me…I have no idea what they said, what they did. I was lost in the panic, in the sea of horrified understanding. I didn’t know my own mother and father, I didn’t know my friends, I didn’t know myself. For me there was no life before I woke in the hospital, no existence other than the one I was experiencing right then and there. I was lost, completely lost.

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Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00PAX6FYW/

Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00PAX6FYW/

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About the Author

Cheryl was born into a poor mining family in the South Wales Valleys. Until she was 16, the toilet was at the bottom of the garden and the bath hung on the wall. Her refrigerator was a stone slab in the pantry and there was a black lead fireplace in the kitchen. They look lovely in a museum but aren’t so much fun to clean.

Cheryl has always been a storyteller. As a child, she’d make up stories for her nieces, nephews and cousin and they’d explore the imaginary worlds she created, in play.

Later in life, Cheryl became the storyteller for a re-enactment group who travelled widely, giving a taste of life in the Iron Age. As well as having an opportunity to run around hitting people with a sword, she had an opportunity to tell stories of all kinds, sometimes of her own making, to all kinds of people. The criticism was sometimes harsh, especially from the children, but the reward enormous.

It was here she began to appreciate the power of stories and the primal need to hear them. In ancient times, the wandering bard was the only source of news, and the storyteller the heart of the village, keeping the lore and the magic alive. Although much of the magic has been lost, the stories still provide a link to the part of us that still wants to believe that it’s still there, somewhere.

In present times, Cheryl lives in a terraced house in the valleys with her son, dog, hamster and two cats. Her daughter has deserted her for the big city, but they’re still close. She’s never been happier since she was made redundant and is able to devote herself entirely to her twin loves of writing and art

Social Links

Blog: http://cherylheadford.blogspot.co.uk/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SevenPointStar

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Nephylim.author

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7376318.Cheryl_Headford

 

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Guest Post: Erin McRae and Racheline Maltese

One of the problems with writing contemporary romance nominally set in our world, in this year, is that sometimes, events in real life happen in a direction different than we thought when we first wrote the story.

Other times — and even more awkwardly — events in real life happen in exactly the same direction as in our story.

To a large extent, Racheline and I try not to predict the future when we write Love in Los Angeles. A lot of times, that can be hard. Love in Los Angeles is ultimately going to be a six-book series that spans multiple generations of Paul and Alex’s family. That requires reaching into the future and, occasionally, back into the past. And writing lgbtq romance, when the American political landscape on the issue is changing so rapidly, makes that kind of tricky. Racheline and I need to keep a map around of which states have marriage equality this week, because it keeps changing. And when Indiana — the state Alex is from — passed marriage equality last year, we had to stop and reconsider what that event, which we hadn’t planned on happening, would mean for Alex at this point in his life. Trying to predict what’s going to happen when, whether it’s six months or six years down the line, usually brings us more grief than it’s worth, so mostly we just try not to.

And sometimes, we try really, really hard to not predict the future. Like when we were working on Doves, and brainstorming for the series-climax conflict on The Fourth Estate, the hit TV show Alex stars on. We knew that Alex’s character, Zach, would be sneaking into Iran to report on a political situation unfolding there. I’m a political scientist by training, with more than a passing familiarity with Iran’s history and politics. And while I wanted the situation in The Fourth Estate to not contradict any current realities, I didn’t want the conflict Zach got himself tangled up in to be something that would ever actually happen. We also very much did not want to exploit any sort of real-world tragedy for the sake of our story drama. So we brought in a fictional group of Chechans, to be Zach’s antagonists. To us, that seemed like a thing that technically could, but definitely wouldn’t, happen in Iran.

Except then this summer ISIS happened, and while that situation didn’t directly involve Iran the way it did in our story, it did involve Western journalists in ways that looked a lot like our fictional Fourth plot. And, to our immense shock, it also involved Chechans.

It was — and is — uncomfortable for us. We wrote Doves half a year before most people in the US had ever heard of ISIS, but still, the fictional scenario we dreamed up for the sake of drama was now unfolding on our TV screens.

Which is a condemnation of us, in a way, for thinking we could play with big questions of war and conflict, even in a romance novel, and not have the real world touch it in some way. It’s certainly also a reminder that we really, really, really can’t predict the future.

As we write forward in the series — Book Three, Phoenix, is with our editor, and we’re currently writing Book Four — and farther into the future in the Love in Los Angeles universe, we’re going to diverge — and accidentally converge — more and more from the real world as it exists than we might like. But that’s part of the magic of storytelling: to explore many outcomes and possibilities, not just the one that’s happening around us.

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Two years after the events of Starling, Cinderella story and star of The Fourth Estate J. Alex Cook is living happily ever after with his boyfriend, television writer Paul Marion Keane. But when Paul’s pilot, Winsome, AZ, gets picked up, the competing demands of their high-profile careers make them question their future together.

As Paul becomes increasingly absent from their relationship, Alex tries to regain control of his private life and establish a career path independent of Fourth’s enigmatic, and at times malevolent, showrunner Victor. But the delicate web of relationships that connects Alex, Paul, and their friends — including Alex’s excitable ex-lover Liam and his no-nonsense fiancée Carly — threatens to unravel.

With the business of Hollywood making it hard to remember who he is when the whole world isn’t watching, Alex is forced to confront major changes in the fairytale life he never wanted as he discovers that love in Los Angeles often looks nothing like the movies.

About the authors

Erin McRae and Racheline Maltese are authors of the gay romance series Love in Los Angeles, set in the film and television industry (Starling (September 10, 2014), Doves (January 21, 2015), and Phoenix (June 10, 2015)), all from Torquere Press. Their gay romance novella Midsummer, Book One of the Love’s Labour series, about a summerstock Shakespeare company, is from Dreamspinner Press (Summer 2015). Racheline is a NYC-based performer and storyteller; Erin is a writer and blogger based in Washington, D.C. They write stories and scripts about the intersection of private lives, fame, and desire. You can find them on the web at http://www.Avian30.com.

Social media links:

Joint Blog: http://Avian30.com

Joint Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/Erin.and.Racheline

Erin’s Twitter: https://twitter.com/erincmcrae

Racheline’s Twitter: https://twitter.com/racheline_m

Erin’s Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8323893.Erin_McRae

Racheline’s Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1015335.Racheline_Maltese

Buy Links

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Doves-Love-Los-Angeles-Book-ebook/dp/B00S2FUNJS

Torquere bookstore:  http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=200&products_id=4344

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INTERVIEW: Artistic Endeavor by Whitley Gray

Today we are delighted to be joined by Whitley Gray to talk about Artistic Endeavor. Don’t forget to enter the giveaway!

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Thanks for joining us today, Whitley. We are excited to have you here as you celebrate the upcoming release of your new book, Artistic Endeavor.

I love the sound of the characters in this book, particularly Michael. Can you tell us exactly what being a ‘one-night stand connoisseur’ means and why Michael lives a life of lust over a life of love?

Whitley: Michael believes in single encounters—that way there’s virtually no chance of any emotional attachments forming. As far as living a life of lust…Michael has loved and lost—lost big—before. Being left at the altar does that to a guy.

Can you tell us a little about Cobey and his past problems meeting men?

Whitley: Cobey was raised in a strict Catholic family. He was dependent on his family to help pay for his education—which had to be at a conservative Catholic university. Cobey finished a Master’s degree, and finally got away from that influence. He wants to embrace being gay, but at age twenty-five is not having any luck. The patrons of the local gay bars seem like wolves—aggressive and carnivorous. He wants—needs—a gentler approach.

Can you share any secrets about Michael and Cobey? Anything you’d like to tease your readers with? 🙂

Whitley: Michael and Cobey are planning a summer vacation. It’ll involve a beach, with hot days spent in the sun and hot nights beneath cool sheets. Could there be “I do?” Tune in… 🙂

What inspired the story and the characters?

Whitley: The story started as part of an anthology—nine stories revolving around the fictional Cathia University. I wanted to explore a character whose circumstances had caused him to miss the usual adolescent introduction to intimacy. Pairing him with a character who was opposite—promiscuous—made for a nice contrast.

The fine art aspect allowed me to have some fun. There is this scene with a parrot in the art room… 🙂

When I got the story back from the anthology, I added bonus scenes before self-publishing it. This is my first go at self-publishing.

We’ve just started a new year and I’ve seen lots of posts about new years’ resolutions. Do you have anything special that you’ll be focusing on this year?

Whitley: Exercise. Finishing writing projects.

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When friends ask one-night stand connoisseur Michael Esteban to introduce college professor and virgin Cobey Miller to the joys of sex, Michael balks. Lust is his thing, not leading a twenty-five year old novice. But shy Cobey has problems meeting men, and their introduction fuels Michael’s decision to help Cobey become a gay-sex-loving guy. It’ll all be fun and games—unless someone falls in love.

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In the dimly lit bar, Michael drummed his fingers on the table. “Maybe you should have let me meet him somewhere without you two along as chaperones.”

Eli chuckled. “It took me a week to convince him to meet you. He’d never go for the blind date thing.”

“Well, he’s late. Sure he’ll show?”

“Relax.” Burke massaged Eli’s neck. “He’ll be here.”

Ordinarily Michael looked forward to sizing up a new man. In fact, he’d already taken stock of every guy in the room. If Cobey didn’t show, the bartender looked like a good prospect. Prolonged eye contact, a big grin, and a wink when serving Michael’s beer. Yep, good prospect. Someone new.

Of course, Cobey would be new. Too new. Michael sighed. How was he supposed to introduce himself? Hello. I’m the guy our mutual friends have asked to be your sex instructor. How’s it hangin’?  Yippee.

“There.” Eli nodded at the entrance. “Just coming in.”

For a moment it was too crowded to see much, but the herd of patrons parted. Michael licked his lips. Well, well, well. The picture hadn’t done Cobey justice. Nicely wide shoulders, narrow hips, hair a man could get a grip on. Dark eyes. A perfect mouth—full but not too full. How was it possible this gorgeous male specimen had never been intimate with another guy? And Michael had the opportunity to be the first one.

I can certainly sacrifice myself for the greater good by teaching him.

What did I think?

I enjoyed this book. What I liked most about this story was the pairing of Cobey and Michael. I had preconceived ideas of what the characters would be like, based on reading the blurb but they surprised me. I loved the journey both men took, the slow sexual exploration and of course, the emotional entanglement that followed.

I actually read the whole anthology – Campus Cravings – but didn’t read Artistic Endeavor until the end (I waited and read this version with the additional scene). Obviously Artistic Endeavor can be read very much stand-alone but it was sort of nice to read the story in the context of the familiar setting of Cathia University.

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Once upon a misspent youth, Whitley read and wrote stories under the covers at night. At some point, real life intervened, bringing with it responsibilities and a career in the medical field. After years of technical writing, Whitley became enamored of romance and took on the challenge of giving it a try. Inventing characters and putting them through paces in interesting ways turned out to be addictive, and along the way, Whitley discovered having two heroes is twice as nice. A pot of coffee, quiet, and a storyline featuring a couple of guys makes for a perfect day.

Author Links

Website: Stop by www.whitleygray.com and feed your fix for heat between the sheets with erotica and M/M romance.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/whitley.gray

Blog: www.whitleygray.blogspot.com

Twitter: https://twitter.com/whitleygray

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Godsend by Sloan Johnson

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You can’t choose who you fall in love with. Despite knowing from a young age that he was gay, Scott Murphy couldn’t imagine life without Shelly. He threw away the labels and had eleven amazing years with her, but now, he feels even more lost trying to figure out how to move on after Shelly’s death. After nearly a year of watching Scott fade away, Shelly’s father forces him to start living again.

As much as Chris loathes the idea of attending a bereavement group week after week, it’s one of the only places he can go in this town, other than the bar, to not feel so alone. When there’s nothing to distract him or dull his senses, he spends too much time obsessing over how he should have been able to help his sister. When Scott shows up at his group session, Chris decides that maybe some good can come out of his sister’s death.

There’s no denying that Chris is the first man to catch Scott’s attention in a long time, but how can he move on when just thinking of Shelly sends him to his dark place?

The road to recovery won’t be an easy one, but Chris is determined to help Scott see that life is still worth living. But before Scott can allow himself to admit what he feels for Chris, he knows he has to reveal the full truth about Shelly’s death. 

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Expected release date: 9th February 2015.

Sloan will be visiting us during February to share more about her new release, Godsend.

 

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Blog Tour, Excerpt and Giveaway! No Denying Sin by BL Morticia/Michael Mandrake

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No Denying Sin

Book 3 of the N’awlins Exotica Series     

(Can be read as standalone)

by

BL Morticia/Michael Mandrake

Publisher: Triad Literary

Cover Artist: Sara York

Blurb:

Living in the Big Easy is downright deadly especially if you’re a stripper. When another exotic dancer is found dead in her apartment, the heat mounts on Frankie and his fellow detectives to find the killer. Due to the magnitude of this unsolved mystery along with the LaBoy murders, tension runs high at nineteen making it hard for all to breathe around the police station and sending everyone into a frenzy.

There’s no denying Frankie’s love for Kajika but in the back of his mind, hot thoughts of the mutual jerk off with Orrin Daugherty loom over his head. Though the feelings are mutual, Orrin wants nothing to do with this and pushes Frankie away. Add in to the mix his fascination with partner Vance Morain along with his severe case of blue balls and you got one hell of a predicament for these for complex and volatile men.

The men at nineteen are burning with desire for one another and pleasure is beginning to be almost as important as business.
Will the sinful disruptions stop them from finding the killer roaming the streets of the Big Easy?
This is book 3 of N’awlins Exotica Series. Doesn’t necessarily need to be read in order.
WARNING: Lots of lewd dialogue and smoldering sex between males.

Categories: Contemporary, Crime Fiction, Erotica, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Menage/Poly, Romance, Thriller

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Excerpt:

“Good morning, Officer Daugherty.” A young male clerk behind the desk in the fitness center called out to him.

“Mornin.” Orrin nodded and kept going. He wondered if the glow from getting some was still on his face from the night prior or if he’d really caught the man’s eye as he hoped.

Either way, he had to admit he hadn’t felt this good in days—no, make that weeks. He’d slept, had sex, and a good breakfast when he finally rolled out of bed at two p.m. With all that going on, he felt he could get through just about anything, including work. Despite this, he was grateful to have the full day off until his next shift at four a.m. tomorrow.

 

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Author Bio:

In one word, crazy. Just crazy enough to have 3 4 different muses running around in her head, driving her to sheer exhaustion with new plot bunnies and complex characters.

In addition to being a computer geek and a metalhead, Sharita loves live music, reading, and perusing the net for sexy men to be her muses.   She’s also a founding member and contributor to the heavy metal ezine Fourteeng.net.

 

Author Contact:

Website http://www.thelitriad.com

Mail: mailto:msrlmort71@gmail.com

Michael’s Blog: http://michaelmandrake.wordpress.com

BL’s Blog: http://blmorticia.wordpress.com

Twitter: http://twitter.com/rawiyamikembl

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/TheLiteraryTriad

Authorgraph: http://www.authorgraph.com/authors/rawiyamikembl

 

Tour Date and Stops:

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Parker Williams, BFD Book Blog, Inked Rainbow Reads, Bayou Book Junkie, Amanda C. Stone, Molly Lolly, Cate Ashwood, Wicked Faerie’s Tales and Reviews, Wake Up Your Wild Side, MM Good Book Reviews, Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents, Rainbow Gold Reviews, My Fiction Nook, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words, Love Bytes, It’s Raining Men, Decadent Delights, Tara Lain, Elisa – My Reviews and Ramblings, Nephylim, Andrew Q. Gordon, Queer Town Abbey, Because Two Men Are Better Than One

 

 

 

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25 – Harry Potter or Twilight? 

SL: Harry Potter.

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Happy Australia Day!

It’s the 26th January which means it’s Australia Day here in the land down under. We wish all our Aussie friends, far and wide, a very special day.

We arranged for some of our friends – Hugh Jackman, Olivia Newton-John, Keith Urban, Russell Crowe and Nicole Kidman – to sing you a special song. 😉

Have a great day!

Nic and Robyn xx

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EXCERPT & GIVEAWAY: Just Jack by Meredith Russell

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When the line between fairy tales and magic, and the real world become blurred, can love really conquer anything?

Leo Marsh is having a bad day. He just caught his boyfriend cheating on him, and not for the first time, then he falls, quite literally, for a man who has to be too good to be true….

When Leo slips and falls on some ice in front of Jack, Jack sees something all too familiar in Leo’s eyes. For over fifty years, Jack has existed in a solitary life of ice and bitterness. Just like Leo, he was betrayed by a man he loved, and swore no one would ever break his heart again: he gave up on love, and it seemed love had given up on him.

But if by fate or magic, Jack and Leo find their paths crossing for a second time, and with a little guidance from friends, dare to take a chance on each other. The problem is, Jack isn’t the charming and uncomplicated guy Leo thinks he is. When Jack gave away his ability to love, he became something else, someone cold and unloving. He became Jack Frost.

As Jack and Leo get closer, Jack is left torn and confused. Jack yearns for anything that reminds him of his humanity, but the truth is, he feels nothing, not warmth, not love, and he knows he might never be able to love Leo the way he deserves to be loved.

Excerpt

He glanced up and down the sidewalk and settled his gaze on a man walking toward him. The man stood out from the other people on the street. He didn’t rush like the people around him, who looked as if they were running from the cold in search of a hiding place. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it. He wore a short coat open over a pale blue shirt and dark jeans. His skin was fair, even more so set against his dark hair, and softened by the trimmed growth across his jaw. Something familiar leapt in Leo’s chest, but he was sure he had never seen the man before. He watched as blue spirals seemed to dance around the man, then their eyes met ever so briefly.

Clearly, Leo was imagining things, because the icy cold that had gripped his heart since leaving Mac’s apartment made way for sparks of heat. This didn’t happen to him, not like this. Sure he’d ogled plenty of handsome men, some had been downright fuckable, but never had a reaction been so strong to a simple stranger on the street. He was well and truly in lust.

A smile curled the man’s full mouth, and he looked over his shoulder. Leo’s attention was drawn beyond the man as someone seemingly slipped in the snow. The man’s smile widened as a second person fell on their ass behind him, then a third. Others stopped to help the fallen people, but all the man did was simply glance at Leo as he passed him. Intrigued, Leo stepped out. What happened next was a blur as his feet slipped from under him and he fell forward. His head hit the ground and all he remembered thinking was how shitty his day was turning out.

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 About the Author

Meredith Russell lives in the heart of England. An avid fan of many story genres, she enjoys nothing less than a happy ending. She believes in heroes and romance and strives to reflect this in her writing. Sharing her imagination and passion for stories and characters is a dream Meredith is excited to turn into reality.

Email: meredithrussell666@gmail.com

Webpage: http://www.meredithrussell.co.uk

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