Nic Starr: Reading the Taboo

Do you read stories that are taboo? What actually is taboo? Is everyone’s idea of taboo the same? Does what you find taboo in real life hold true in your reading material? Is there anything you absolutely won’t read?

I started thinking of these questions when I was mulling over my own response to a story I just read.

Usually I read contemporary m/m romance, and it’s usually on the sweeter side. Every now and then I throw in an angsty story, a bit of BDSM, or maybe a paranormal. I like to spice things up a bit. Personally, I enjoy reading some edgier stories, stories that skirt on the boundaries of what is considered permitted by society. In my m/m reading (not necessarily romance), I’ve read stories that contain torture, dubious and non-consent, and incest. Some I’ve enjoyed, others not so much. I guess I like the thrill of these stories that push the boundaries. Does this mean I support this in real life? Of course not. This is fantasy.

I stumbled on a new story today that delves into a father-son relationship. I saw the blurb, and liked the cover, so gave it a go. The blurb didn’t expressly state incest but it wasn’t hard to gather that is what it was.

At only twenty-one years of age, Daniel Hastings is a young man headed for the top of his game. As Assistant Chief Acquisitions Assessor for a major property development firm, it’s Daniel’s job to assess the viability and investment potential of land opportunities, usually bringing in millions of dollars in profits for his firm. The key to his career is to convince the previous owners of the land to part with their precious properties, and Daniel has found that everything is for sale… at the right price.

That is until he arrives on Saint Etienne, a tiny Caribbean island that a major resort chain intends to develop into a billionaire’s playground. It’s up to Daniel to assess the situation and convince the villagers to sign over their island home… and if they refuse, Daniel and his colleague are under strict instructions to find any legal loophole they can to snatch the untouched piece of paradise out from under its owners.

But there’s one inhabitant on this island Daniel wasn’t expecting to find—his estranged father, Nick… a man who walked out of his son’s life just when the two of them where beginning to understand one another.

Will Daniel give his father a second chance? Will he discover there’s more to life than profits and acquisitions? Or will his career take priority over the life Daniel was destined to live?

This story is Islands in the Stream by Liberty Lace and is published by Wilde City Press.


Did I like the story? I did. I liked the characters and I enjoyed the description of the idyllic island. I could overlook the cooincidence of Daniel just happening to stumble onto the remote island where his father lived. I loved some of the comedic touches, and if this had been a standard m/m story, I would have said it was a bit of enjoyable, light reading. But this is different. The father/son relationship made me think.

I read brocest – whether brothers or twins – although twins seems to sit more comfortably because of the equality in the relationship. I don’t usually read father/son. The age gap, and potential power equality, worry me a little. In this book, the author presented a son who seemed wise beyond his years. He’s only twenty-one, but came across a whole lot older. He also seems to have a fairly senior job which made him appear older. The father had tried to protect the son which won him brownie points, and the son initiated the next step in the relationship. All these elements, added to the ease with which the relationship developed.

In summary, I enjoyed the story and would recommend it, but only for people who don’t have an aversion to this type of relationship. It’s an easy to read story, and I like the writer’s style. I might just venture out and try some more of her taboo reads when I need my next dose of something on the wild side.

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P.S. For those wondering, no, I don’t read m/f incest stories. Except maybe for Flowers in the Attic when I was about twelve. There’s something about the risk of pregnancy and potential inequality in the relationship which turns me off. That and the fact I don’t read m/f anymore.





Unbreak Broken

by J.K. Hogan

Series: Coming About

Book #3 (True series: Should be read in order)


Rory Donovan’s life is a hot mess. His marriage is failing and he’s in intensive psychotherapy, working through the unfortunate side effects of memories from a childhood trauma. The only thing good in his life right now is his job—teaching photography to gifted high school students.

Harbor Patrol officer Bennett Foster is co-parenting his teenage daughter with his high school best friend Jessie. When he meets Addison’s teacher and realizes they’ve met before, he can’t get the sexy stranger out of his head.

Striking up a sexual-tension-filled friendship, together they must help an angsty teenager deal with a dying friend. Bennett must keep his little family from falling apart while Rory struggles to come to terms with his new reality. Somewhere along the way, most unexpectedly…love happens.


Dr. Conlan treated me to a rare fond smile, almost motherly in its warmth. “I’m pleased to see you happier than you have been.”

I grinned back, but then my brow furrowed. “Does this make me gay?”

“Does that matter?”

“I don’t know. Should it?”

“I’ll never understand the fascination with labeling things that our society seems to have. To me, sexuality is as intangible as the universe. There’s no way to truly know what’s out there, and how it all relates to everything else.

“As humans, we seek to know, to understand, and somehow we feel that putting things in boxes and labeling helps us do that. But some things are fluid, changing and developing with the tide of the evolution of life. Do me a favor, Rory. Don’t put yourself in a box.”

I was dumbfounded, stunned speechless. I knew I’d remember Dr. Conlan’s words for the rest of my life, and I would try to stay as true to them as I could. “I won’t,” I whispered.



Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing J.K. Hogan, author of Unbreak Broken.

Hi J.K, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.

Hey, there! IRL I’m a pretty normal gal, wife and mother and fur-mommy. I stay at home with my son and alternate between writing and graphic design. I’m also currently carrying my second son. 

I started out writing m/f paranormal romance—I have a series of three books if anyone is so inclined—but I started writing exclusively m/m in the last couple of years. I just have more fun doing it.

My new release, Unbreak Broken, is (probably) the conclusion to my Coming About series. It features Rory, everybody’s favorite cuddly straight guy, who ends up being not-so-straight, but not without a lot of heartache and…well, therapy. He gets paired with a sexy cop with a teenage daughter, and much drama ensues. Hope you enjoy!

  • What is your least favorite part of the publishing/writing process?

Well, normally I would say editing, because I’m a big baby about slicing up my “masterpiece,” not that I’ve really had to do much slicing. But the most dreaded part for me I think is blurb, synopsis writing. Imagine pouring your blood, sweat, and tears into hundreds of pages of genius(ha!), and then being asked to condense it down to a few pages or even paragraphs—but make it good enough for a reader to want to buy it or a publisher to want to sell it… What? Inconceivable!

  • As an author, is there one subject you would never write about? What would it be?

Hmm… that’s a tough one, because almost anything can be introduced in the right context, and you can argue that bringing it into the story in the right way could raise awareness. I don’t think I could ever write on-page rape, though I have one character in my m/f series who talks about how she was raped in the past. However, I think I can definitively say that I wouldn’t ever write incest (even twincest that is so popular), because it just personally creeps me out – not sexy at all IMO.

  • When did you first realize you wanted to write?

I always liked making up stories and writing down a “cast of characters” for my dolls and other toys… LOL. But it wasn’t until I was in my early 2o’s that I started writing things in the hopes that I might publish something someday.

  • How long did it take to write your book?

I did the first 50k of Unbreak Broken for NaNoWriMo, and I made it, so that took a month… But since it almost doubled in length from that, I had a lot more to go. I’d say it was another couple of months before I finished – and that’s insanely fast for me. I’m not one of those people that writes a book every three years or so, but it usually takes me a solid few months to finish one.

  • For Fun: Where is one place you’d like to visit you haven’t been before?

Even though I’m not a very beachy person, I’ve always wanted to go to Bora Bora and stay in one of those grass huts on stilts out in the middle of the water.

If not that, then I’d say Ireland, the land of my people. LOL


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J.K. Hogan has been telling stories for as long as she can remember, beginning with writing cast lists and storylines for her toys growing up. When she finally decided to put pen to paper, magic happened. She is greatly inspired by all kinds of music and often creates a “soundtrack” for her stories as she writes them. J.K. is hoping to one day have a little something for everyone, so she’s branched out from m/f paranormal romance and added m/m contemporary romance. Who knows what’s next?

J.K. resides in North Carolina, where she was born and raised. A true southern girl at heart, she lives in the country with her husband and young son, a cat, and two champion agility dogs. If she isn’t on the agility field, J.K. can often be found chasing waterfalls in the mountains with her husband, or down in front at a blues concert. In addition to writing, she enjoys training and competing in dog sports, spending time with her large southern family, camping, boating and, of course, reading! For more information, please visit

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GUEST POST with GIVEAWAY: Making Men by Sam Standish

Too busy to read a guest post? You’ll kick yourself if you miss this one 🙂 Sam Standish has joined us to talk about his new novel. The post makes really interesting reading with some links to some excellent (must be kept under a link) photos. Make sure you follow Sam’s Tumblr too. I checked it out and you won’t be disappointed! Unless of course, you don’t like naked men. 🙂 Plus don’t forget to enter the giveaway.


Greetings, all! I am very excited to be sharing today an interesting piece of my experience writing and marketing my novel Making Men. As well as a realization that it all led to.

In the course of publicizing Making Men, I became a pornographer. I did not foresee this. I had created a “Sam Standish” page on Facebook and shared sexy pictures of men. I embarked on a blog tour, revealing details of my sexual history and fantasies. But it’s when I went on Twitter and Tumblr that a flood of cocks and abs and butts overcame me, and I had to keep the flood flowing to others (along with repeated posts of my cover image and links to blog appearances like this one). I sort through dozens of pictures, finding what to retweet and reblog. The onslaught has begun to bore me, or some of it has, and so it has made me think about what I really like in men. Bored with the ripped and the rock-hard and the scowling, I have become a fan of tumblrs devoted to average bodies (dadbods) and small and/or soft dicks. After all, the characters in Making Men have average bodies. Wait. You’re kidding. Average bodies in an erotic novel?? Yes. It’s their hearts and souls that are exceptional. I always wanted it to be like that. I want it to be like that in any future erotic fiction I write.

Anyway, getting back to the visual, I was actually surprised that soft dicks are a major thing, with many tumblrs and blogs devoted to them. Other people thought like I did, but I wasn’t even sure how I thought. So I thought about how I thought about bodies and dicks.

Professional photos of hard bodies often tire me because they have layers of defenses. First, all that unnecessary muscle. Then the meticulous manscaping that may subtract hair but that adds a layer of alienating perfection. Then PhotoShop. The men end up looking like they were made of brushed aluminum or plastic. In erotic photos, men may display the ultimate defense: the erection. Many guys seem not to have a relationship, a connection with their erect penises. They put them up like walls and scowl out from behind them at us. No wonder I began to love guys, especially amateur guys, who go naked before the camera—or are pleasantly surprised by it—all guileless, grinning and soft. Like this guy. Or these two. Caught by a lover or friend. Posing a bit awkwardly. Not caring what anyone thinks. Guys who are smiling, for God’s sake! Leaping, running, swimming, playing. Like these guys. Or this one. I don’t know really these men or the circumstances of their being photographed, but I like to think these guys are free not just of cares and clothes, but, on a beautiful day in a beautiful setting, of any absurd preoccupations that their endowments matter.

I have begun to look less the turn-on in pictures and more for emotional content: joy, pride, openness, desire. I don’t eliminate large endowments, but some put me off. Some are too for me to imagine doing anything with them very easily. Some look PhotoShopped. Some are out of proportion with the bodies to which they are attached. But if a guy is enjoying his cock, if he is relating to it manfully, I don’t care what the size, big or small. On the small-dick sites, some of those guys look like they’re having a great time. I do not eliminate hard-ons, either, but I prefer photos—of which there are few—in which the man truly has a relationship with his erection. You know a man is a good lover when you look at him erect and indeed think of it as him being erect, not just his cock. This guy comes as close as any I’ve seen to being one with his erection—revealing himself through it, not defending himself with it. I want him to fuck me. He looks like he wants to fuck me. Not impress me or beat me down. (My tumblr, by the way, is here, with many more pictures like these and some more traditional. After all, big or small, hard or soft, ultimately it’s ultimately not the dick, but the man.)

How does this relate to Making Men? When I sat down to write erotica, I wanted to portray sex as a vehicle for deep, passionate love, and I wanted to portray deep passionate love as a vehicle—as the vehicle—for unveiling our most intimate desires, needs, beliefs, vulnerabilities, even flaws. To uncover yourself as a whole person, every time. This is easier to do physically than to do emotionally and spiritually. You forget your physical flaws in the moment. Your raw needs and passions abide in you always, and each new day with the loved one is an opportunity to dissemble or reveal. Most of us do both. It can be a rare treat to let a twisted desire fly out in the presence of the one before whom we feel most vulnerable. Making Men has two scenes (at least, maybe more; I tend to forget what I’ve written!) in which men fear their bodies will disappoint their lovers. In both cases the fears are unfounded. Myself, I do not reveal much about the characters’ bodies. It’s the enlargement of the heart and spirit that matters to me, more than the engorgement of cocks. Although, since I make the penis a symbol of the male spirit, the penises in my book stay very hard for very long, and they ejaculate wildly. And holes are opened gladly and semen taken hungrily. Just as I imagine it is by some of the men whose pictures I have shared with you.

I thank you for reading today, and thanks to Nic. You’re a sweetheart, and I appreciate the opportunity greatly! Good luck, everyone, with the giveaway. Whether you win or not, please read Making Men. Thanks!



SAM STANDISH lives on the edge of a dark forest by a mighty river. Making Men is his first novel.

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Three passionate men. Tony and Kevin are older and have learned to give, body and soul, till it hurts. Into their lives comes another young man, wanting desperately to give and to take all he can. Together these three will reach heights they never imagined. And each will discover for himself where he has to go next. This is a tale of devotion and transcendence. A tale of young male bodies. A tale unlike any other you have ever read.


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EXCERPT & GIVEAWAY: The Eye of the Beholder by Louise Lyons

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The Eye of the Beholder

Release Date: April 29, 2015

Publisher: Wilde City Press

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Length: 103,000 words


Final cover artVince Voss is obsessed with physical beauty. Influenced by his aunt, with whom he runs a modeling business, he has become unfeeling and cruel. Vince’s mother, who was a witch in life, returns to show him a better way to live. She casts a spell to take away his good looks and he finds himself challenged with searching for someone to love him, without the use of physical attraction.

Vince eventually meets a lonely male vampire, Peter, and despite his reluctance to get involved with him, he decides to use Peter to help him lift the spell. Little does he that at first, Peter is using him too, and he finally realizes what’s really important when he falls for Peter along the way.


When Vince opened his eyes again, it was daylight, and he immediately knew something was wrong. Peter was still with him, his body molded to Vince’s and his arm tight around Vince’s waist. Vince was lying with his back to the window, and the sun shone through the open curtains at an angle. He forced his brain to work, to figure out what the problem was. Peter! Fuck! Why is he still here?

Vince pulled his head back and looked at Peter’s face. He appeared completely serene, his eyes closed, the lids a faint shade of purple.


There was no response, and when Vince rubbed his hand up and down Peter’s back, he didn’t stir. He was asleep, and if Vince moved away from him, the sun would land on his icy skin and burn him.

“Oh God,” Vince groaned. The only thing he could think of to do was to push Peter backward, keeping Peter’s body pinned to his own, until he was able to slide the vampire off the bed onto the floor. The sun wouldn’t reach him there, and Vince could get up and close the curtains. He had no idea if fabric was enough to keep the sun’s rays from burning a vampire—they’d never talked about it in detail.

Vince tried to move and immediately discovered a problem. Peter was a dead weight, stiff and immovable, literally like a corpse in an advanced stage of rigor mortis. Peter’s arm around Vince’s waist prevented Vince from pulling back, and Peter was too heavy and rigid to slide across the soft mattress without Vince at least sitting up.

Vince tried again and managed to shuffle Peter backward an inch or so, but then he realized all he’d succeeded in doing was bringing Peter’s arm into the direct line of the sun. Several things happened at once. Vince heard a sizzling sound, similar to bacon frying, and he smelled burning. It was a hideous odor, which he knew was Peter’s flesh. Peter’s eyes opened, wide and red, and his mouth gaped to let out an ear-splitting scream. He shot away from Vince in a second and flew backward off the bed until he smashed into the wall and dropped to the floor. A small area of plaster crumbled and fell down with him. Vince saw a blur as Peter exploded out of the room, and then the sound of several crashes came from the direction of the living room. The screams didn’t stop—if anything they grew louder and more agonized. Vince threw himself off the bed and rushed into the other room. The living room curtains were closed and the window faced west, out of the direct sun.

Vince watched in horror as Peter catapulted from one side of the room to the other, crashing into the walls and cracking the plaster, smashing the coffee table to smithereens as he tripped over it. It seemed to go on and on, but in reality it must have been less than a minute, before Peter collapsed on the rug, shaking his arm. Smoke rose from his forearm, and Vince looked at the charred flesh, red and black, wet-looking and obviously excruciatingly painful. The rest of Peter’s body was so pale, it almost appeared translucent, and his lips were blue.

“God, Peter,” Vince groaned and dropped to his knees. “What can I do? How can I help you?”

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Louise Lyons comes from a family of writers. Her mother has a number of poems published in poetry anthologies, her aunt wrote poems for the church, and her grandmother sparked her inspiration with tales of fantasy. Louise first ventured into writing short stories at the grand old age of eight, mostly about little girls and ponies. She branched into romance in her teens, and MM romance a few years later, but none of her work saw the light of day until she discovered FanFiction in her late twenties.

Posting stories based on some of her favorite movies, provoked a surprisingly positive response from readers. This gave Louise the confidence to submit some of her work to publishers, and made her take her writing “hobby” more seriously.

Louise lives in the UK, about an hour north of London, with a mad Dobermann, and a collection of tropical fish and tarantulas. She works in the insurance industry by day, and spends every spare minute writing. She is a keen horse-rider, and loves to run long-distance. Some of her best writing inspiration comes to her, when her feet are pounding the open road. She often races into the house afterward, and grabs pen and paper to make notes.

Louise has always been a bit of a tomboy, and one of her other great loves is cars and motorcycles. Her car and bike are her pride and joy, and she loves to exhibit the car at shows, and take off for long days out on the bike, with no one for company but herself.

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Guest post ☞ David Pratt

What a week it’s been. A week of romance, of bedroom slippers, of heroism, of great books, of pumpkins and cheese and true love. As my little friend Andrew, who is seven, would say, “That’s EPIC!!!”

Sunday afternoon I carved a pumpkin for Andrew, according to his own design. His mom, our friend Dora, lit it up with a big spherical purple candle. It sat on their dining room table in Madison, Wisconsin, looking askance at the pumpkin casserole we had for dinner.


Andrew is the only one I carve pumpkins for. Andrew is adorable and on fire. He is who I’d want for a kid. He is multi-ethnic, and when he asks me and my partner, Rogerio, about the school friends we remember, he says, “What color were their eyes?” “What color was their skin?” “What color was their hair?” He wants to know these things about the bullies we remember. Monday morning I felt for Andrew, watching him go off to school. Monday evening he came home and wondered where we were.

Leaves fall outside Dora’s kitchen window—scores of big yellow ones, twisting down. Here in New York, as Simon and Garfunkel sang fifty years ago, “Leaves that are green turn to brown.” Rogerio went to Tampa for a professional conference. I worried about him. He had a full and stressful schedule. He was under the microscope a lot. He came home to a colder New York, a slightly darker New York. He is from Brazil, and an indefinable sickness creeps over him when winter comes. I hold him and enumerate the things that will make it all right: avocado at breakfast, lunch with a supportive friend, afternoon coffee (I bought sunflower bread!), the two of us snuggled in front of “Law and Order” reruns. I think how, in Fiddler on the Roof, the cast describe their beloved village of Anatevka…

“A little bit of this / A little bit of that. / A pot, / A pan, / A broom, / A hat.”

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And slippers. Don’t forget slippers. Saturday morning Dora talked about how many different people each of us is. Being biracial and a single mom and a professor, she should know. “Some people know David in a business suit,” she said. “Some know him as a writer.” She indicated Rogerio. “You know him at home in his slippers.” After lunch we headed to Milwaukee, where I would read at Outwords Books and Coffee on North Murray Street. Thinking how Outwords makes Milwaukee feel like home and family to me, I packed my slippers. Before the reading, I made a point of changing into them, and explaining why. It was a lightly attended affair, but many there I knew from other readings, and we all stayed and talked quite late.


Though I don’t have a little Andrew of my own, somewhere along the way I became a family man. I wrote two novels that reflect the journey toward being a family man: Bob the Book; and especially my latest, Looking After Joey. Joey is a porn character who steps through the TV screen into an average guy’s life. All Joey knows is, he wants sex. Soon he discovers there is more to this world. Including love. Love does, after all, make a home. A few judges and legislators have at last figured that out.


As for heroism, where does that come in? Yesterday I watched a lovely interview with conductor Eve Queler, from when she received the NEA Opera Honors Award in 2010. A female conductor? Even today, Queler is one of a very few. Yet she parried every question about the difficulties of being a woman in such a male profession. She spoke only of her love of singers, of song, and of the individuals and institutions with which she worked. She loved music that much, and she knew that much what she wanted from it. And yet, was everything a victory? One door closes, another opens? Did she really always win, somehow? I try not to complain about—rather, I try to own fully—instances where being gay made things difficult for me. I tell myself that gayness, that sexual orientation, is a unique factor in one’s life. Maybe it is; maybe it isn’t. It should never, ever be an excuse. Yet things haunt me. I recently described to an old college professor how I often did not try things as a young man, because, even if I succeeded at them, it wouldn’t help. Yesterday someone mentioned Fitzgerald’s short story, “The Lost Decade.” I feel like I lost a few decades. The story of how I lost them is in my own book of short stories, My Movie.Bob 300 dpi cover

So that way my week. Epic, eh, Andrew? He is just beginning to understand. May what he understands not dim his eye. May it not dim yours or mine or anyone’s. There is always something to be enjoyed. A hug, a jack-o’-lantern, a friend’s observation, a rerun, a pot, a pan, a broom, a hat.


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David Pratt is the author of the Lambda Award-winning novel Bob the Book (Chelsea Station Editions)

and a new novel, Looking After Joey, from Wilde City Press. His short stories have been collected in

My Movie, also from Chelsea Station. He has published in several periodicals and anthologies. He has

presented work for the theater in New York at HERE, Dixon Place, the Cornelia Street Cafe, the Flea

Theater and the NY International Fringe Festival.





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Photo and design credits are: all photos (c) 2014 Eva Mueller, except slippers, by Larry Wheelock; and jack-o-lantern by David Pratt. Joey cover, photo (c) 2014 Eva Mueller; model, Nicholas Gorham; design, Adrian Nicholas; entire cover (c) 2014 Wilde City Press. Bob and My Movie: cover designs by Peach Boy Design and Distillery, (c) 2010 (Bob) and 2012 (MM) by Chelsea Station Editions.


Blog Tour, Excerpt and Giveaway! Final Exam by K.C. Wells


Love and the Real Boy

(Coming About #2)


J.K. Hogan

Cover Artist: JK Hogan (

Publisher: Wilde City Press


How­­ much heartache can one man take before he breaks? Rich Langston asks himself that question every day.

A Seattle advertising exec who uses his designer suit and showy car like a suit of armor, Rich refuses to let the world get to him. His traumatic childhood has ruined any faith he had in people, friendship, and love. After a meltdown that led to him alienating everyone in his life, Rich agrees to help with the restoration of an antique sailboat as a form of penance.

Roped into heading up with the boat repair by his mother, marine restorer Patrick O’Dowd finds himself having to babysit a moody, spoiled rich boy with absolutely no carpentry experience. His easy-going nature is sorely tested, but he quickly realizes that things are not always what they seem; sometimes a fancy suit is nothing but an elaborate deflection from what’s real.

Through unavoidable personality clashes and fierce attraction, both Rich and Patrick explore their hidden pain and inner demons, and they end up finding with what really matters—love.




Rich forced himself to relax. Why shouldn’t he give his brain a little mini-vacay? He was of a stressful nature—he had to constantly stress over work, over making enough money to keep himself in suits and expensive toys to remind himself he wasn’t homeless anymore, that he wasn’t going to end up like his mother. He stressed over the wrong people finding out he was gay, while stressing that he might just go mad from lack of companionship—and that was just the tip of the crazy-berg.

Underneath it all sat his pent-up grief, anger, and guilt from his stolen childhood, cowering like a beast in the dark, a sleeping monster. That was Rich’s biggest, most constant fear—that one day he would no longer be able to contain it. What would happen then? Would he lose his mind?

So all things considered, why shouldn’t he just let it go for one night? What was wrong with letting a big, burly Irishman take him in hand—heh—and drive the boat for a while.

Categories per the author: Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance


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J.K. Hogan has been telling stories for as long as she can remember, beginning with writing cast lists and storylines for her toys growing up. When she finally decided to put pen to paper, magic happened. She is greatly inspired by all kinds of music and often creates a “soundtrack” for her stories as she writes them. J.K. is hoping to one day have a little something for everyone, so she’s branched out from m/f paranormal romance and added m/m contemporary romance. Who knows what’s next?

J.K. resides in North Carolina, where she was born and raised. A true southern girl at heart, she lives in the country with her husband and young son, a cat, and two champion agility dogs. If she isn’t on the agility field, J.K. can often be found chasing waterfalls in the mountains with her husband, or down in front at a blues concert. In addition to writing, she enjoys training and competing in dog sports, spending time with her large southern family, camping, boating and, of course, reading! For more information, please visit

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10/3: The Hat Party
10/6: Because Two Men Are Better Than One, Regular Guys, Hot Romance
10/7: Love Bytes, Carly’s Book Reviews
10/8: Velvet Panic
10/9: Foxylutely Book Reviews
10/10: Multitasking Mommas
10/13: Queer Town Abbey
10/14: MM Good Book Reviews, Book Reviews, Rants, and Raves



★★★ Dumping Las Vegas by J.P. Bowie ★★★



Dumping Las Vegas


J.P. Bowie

Publisher: Wilde City Press

 The blurb


When Jerry Peterson’s brother Mike begs for help in paying off a Las Vegas gambling debt, Jerry reluctantly travels to the city he loathes. Things are even worse than he expected—his brother is being held hostage until the debt is paid. Taylor Maitland is in Vegas writing an article on compulsive gambling, an addiction his father was unable to free himself from. When the two men meet, Taylor offers to help Jerry locate his brother and negotiate with the captors. Despite the series of violent events that screw up their plans and have them dogged by two homicidal thugs, Jerry and Taylor are drawn together by their mutual attraction for one another, even finding time in between narrow escapes, to indulge in some hot man lovin’!


Our thoughts
Ok I really don’t know how to rate Dumping Las Vegas because there were parts that I really, really, really enjoyed and then there were parts I was like REALLY (and not in the good way). I like the concept of the story; dealing with a family member with a gambling problem and trying to save them from themselves and the lone-sharks.

Jerry’s brother Mike has a gambling problem that has now gotten to the point he is being held hostage  by lone-sharks until they get the money he owes.  Jerry hates the fact that he is the only person left in his brother’s life that he can turn to and feels obligated to help him now.  He doesn’t want to help his brother but he also doesn’t want his bother hurt in any way.

Taylor is a freelance journalist who grew up dealing with a parent with a gambling problem that didn’t end until they died.  Taylor met Mike by chance while doing research for his article on gambling addiction.  Mike told Taylor of the situation he was facing with the lone-sharks and also gave him a lead on a “sure thing” in a horserace.  When Taylor sees the men he assumes are Mike’s bookies and sees the trouble he’s in he wants to help anyway he can.

I loved the way this story began, even though some of it was a little farfetched, it was action packed. I thought it wrapped up a little too quickly and was worried with what the author was going to do with the rest of the book…Well he slows it down so that Jerry and Taylor can get to know each other and start a little something, something.  I didn’t care for the slow down because the beginning was so fast pace that this getting to know each other felt like a fast halt.  But I kept reading and it all picked back up again because the trouble was far from over.

I don’t know I liked the book but I didn’t love it, I felt there were some things that were just a little over the top and the pacing of the story was a little off.  I know you have to sprinkle in the backstory and work in romance which can be a little difficult when doing fast action.  None the less I think it’s a book worth reading.

Bookjunkie x

Reviewed by Bookjunkie








★★★★½ The Actor & The Thief by Edward Kendrick ★★★★½



The Actor & The Thief


Edward Kendrick

Publisher: Wilde City Press

 The blurb


Once they were a couple. Now—they’re far from it.

Just out of prison, Craig heads to Denver. At the same time Adam, on tour with a Broadway show, arrives there. Also heading to Denver are two men bent on finding Craig for their own nefarious reasons.

When Craig and Adam accidentally meet sparks fly, but not of the good kind. Then Craig finds his mentor murdered and believes he’s the reason why. He calls on Adam, the only man he can trust for help. Can they work together, and possibly re-kindle their love? Or will Adam walk away again?


Our thoughts
Oh I loved this story, The Actor and The Thief. Our MCs Craig and Adam were awesome!

The title says it all Adam is an actor and Craig is a thief.  Adam put an end to his and Craig’s relationship 20 years ago when his heart could no longer take the worrying about Craig and his safety in his chosen profession.  And Craig didn’t chase him, knowing he wasn’t ready to give up his profession.

But 20 years after parting ways they find themselves in the same restaurant, wishing and wanting.  Craig has just been released from prison after serving 6 years and he’s finally ready to retire.  Adam is performing in Denver, he’s a star in his own right but his personal life is lacking.

The line from the Godfather popped in my head while reading this story “Every time I try to get out they just keep pulling me back in”…Craig’s out and really doesn’t want to get back into that line of work but he does a favor for a friend and before the job is complete his friend is murdered.  It seems as if Craig’s past doesn’t want to let him go.

Adam is content with being an actor, even content with being an aging actor.  After running into Craig he realizes he’s still in love with him but wants to keep his distance.  But once he learns that Craig has retired or is trying to retire he wants nothing more than to be with the man he loves and is willing to do anything to make that happen.

Adam and Craig are trying to cut the ties to Craig’s past life but two men don’t want to see that happen at least not without getting their hands on the money Craig has stashed away.

This story moved at a really nice pace, I just hate that it was such a quick read.  I would love to read about Adam and Craig’s first go at love…I can only imagine. *swoon*

4.5 stars

Bookjunkie x

Reviewed by Bookjunkie








★★★★½ Tales of a Prison Bitch by Ethan Stone ★★★★½



Tales of a Prison Bitch


Ethan Stone

Publisher: Wilde City Press

 The blurb


Thomas Grayson is young, handsome and in prison. If he wants to survive he only has one choice—find someone who will take care of him. Neil Booker is perfect for the job, but Grayson must be willing to pay the price.

Grayson has never been with a man and isn’t thrilled about being a prison bitch but he’d rather be with Booker than be abused by other convicts. He takes to it easier than expected and actually enjoys his time with Booker.

The roles are changed when Booker is paroled and Grayson gets his own boytoy. However, he can’t forget about Booker, not even when he finally goes home.


Our thoughts


If you’re looking for a quick PWP read that’s smoke’n hot, wait what am I saying of course you are or you wouldn’t clicked on the book.  The title says it all Tales of a Prison Bitch is just that; one scene after the other on every page.  Ethan Stone did not hold back; I think there was only a couple of kinks he didn’t put into this little novella.

There isn’t a lot I can say about the actual story but there is a story and it ends with an HEA.   There is even a “pay it forward” sorta feel when Grayson goes from bitch to protector.
So if you have about 30 minutes of free time (give or take how often you stop to fan yourself) this is a nice little read that will hit all of your kink buttons and maybe even some you didn’t know you had. *wink*  4.5 stars!

Bookjunkie x

Reviewed by Bookjunkie

You can buy ‘Tales of a Prison Bitch’ here.









Guest Post from Heidi Cullinan with Giveaway

Today we are excited to be joined by Heidi Cullinan to talk about her book, Hero.

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Kansas vs. California: Country Boy Meets the Paranormal World of Los Angeles

One of the themes I was itching to explore when I started writing Hero was the idea of a small town man moving to the big city. In the novel, Los Angeles is home to all kinds of strange and beyond the usual people and events. I gotta tell you, that’s true in real life as well.

I’ve been to LA four times, and it’s never made me feel like anything but being in an alternate universe. The first time I went I was seven, and I came from my family farm and local town of 250 people. The “big city” was Cedar Rapids, at 50,000. Los Angeles was another planet. My great-grandmother had a pool. I thought she was unimaginably rich.

The last three times I’ve been to California I’ve been an adult, and I have a different sense of wealth, but I still think that place is off the map. Don’t get me wrong, I love it—but it’s so crazy. The people, the things they do, the stuff they eat—I can’t get enough. It’s like a living amusement park for this Midwestern girl.

In Hero I wanted to explore the otherworldliness of Los Angeles, but I wanted also to highlight the problem of “getting away” to the big city. When I was little and went to LA, I imagined all I had to do was move there someday and I would feel the way the city felt to me. I think when we come from rural areas or parts of the country no one highlights or thinks is sexy, we get tricked into thinking we aren’t sexy either. Everyone in Iowa is a farmer. Everyone in Kansas drives a pickup from 1950. No joke, I’ve been to cities and had people ask if we have microwaves.

Yes. We just got our Amana Radarange installed last week! What an amazing new-fangled invention.

The truth is, a lot of amazing people have come from small towns and rural states. In fact, often the “cool kids” of a city have been imported. It wasn’t the city that made them great, nor was it the place they came from. They were amazing all along.

A lot of Hero focuses on freeing Morgan, but Hal has a journey too. It’s quieter, and it’s largely internal, but his job through the book is to figure out that it doesn’t matter what his job is or his level of education, his home address, or yes, his orientation—he has a lot to bring to the table. We are all of us sexy and exciting, and everyone can be a hero. The trick is realizing that heroism isn’t swinging a sword and baring your hairless, muscled chest. It’s accepting and believing in yourself. You do that, it doesn’t matter where you’re from and where you are. You can go anywhere you like.



by Heidi Cullinan

Reissuing August 2014 from Wilde City

The blurb…

Construction worker Hal Porter knows he’s nobody special. But when strange events draw him into a magical world, he becomes the only man who can free Morgan, a lonely, long-enchanted shape-shifter. Whether he feels he’s worthy or not, Hal is the hero Morgan has been waiting for.

However, Hal’s task becomes personal as he and Morgan fall in love. Now, to save Morgan and give himself the happily ever after he’s always longed for, Hal will need to do something far more daunting than face Morgan’s captor or finally come out of the closet… 
He’ll have to believe in himself.

This title has been previously published and has been revised from its original release.

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About the author

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Heidi Cullinan has always loved a good love story, provided it has a happy ending. She enjoys writing across many genres but loves above all to write happy, romantic endings for LGBT characters because there just aren’t enough of those stories out there. When Heidi isn’t writing, she enjoys cooking, reading, knitting, listening to music, and watching television with her husband and ten-year-old daughter. Heidi is a vocal advocate for LGBT rights and is proud to be from the first Midwestern state with full marriage equality. Find out more about Heidi, including her social networks, at