Blog Tour: His Premier by Jessie G

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Book Title: His Premier

Series: Sizzling Miami Book 6

Author: Jessie G

 

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Born into wealth and privilege, Colin Sinclair was raised on the knowledge that money could buy anything and everyone had a price. Trouble was no trouble at all, not when the money was there to sweep it under the rug. But those lessons, learned at the knee of his father, were going to be challenged in a way that would change Colin forever.

In middle class suburbia, Arnaud Dechene learned the value of hard work, focus, and dedication to a dream. He was well on his way to achieving it, the role of Premier, when he catches Colin’s eye. Rich snobs didn’t usually do it for him, but there was something about Colin that made him impossible to resist.

Despite being opposites in every way, falling into a relationship was surprisingly—and deceptively—easy, but Arnaud never lost sight of his dream and Colin had trouble accepting that he was second place to anything. When a stupid argument leads to a reckless act, the repercussions leave Arnaud fighting for his life and Colin paying with his own.

With a little meddling from an aging schemer and intentions that are more well-meaning than realistic, their paths will cross again. However, Colin and Arnaud aren’t the same men who loved with abandon. They are older and wiser, with a history that might be too big to overcome.

Fans of the series know revenge is a double-edged sword, forgiveness doesn’t always come easy, and forgetting is damn near impossible. But love…well, that may just conquer all.

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Like many readers, the dream of being a writer has been with me a long time. After three decades of trying, I’d begun to doubt. Thanks to social media, I followed my favorite authors hoping to glean some words of wisdom as I pounded out half-formed ideas with alarming regularity. Two repetitive themes emerged: To be a great writer you must read a lot and your butt must be in the chair every day like it’s a job. The more you write, the easier it will be to write and the better you will be at writing. I took that advice to heart and write every day. With three series in the works and counting, it’s been amazing to have made this dream my reality.

I am a firm believer in marriage equality, love at first sight, power dynamics and happily ever after. I’m a lover of strong secondary characters and series filled with families, biological or chosen. All are themes you’ll find throughout my books.

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Blog Tour and Review: Endings and Beginnings by K.C. Wells and Parker Williams

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Author Names: K.C. Wells & Parker Williams

Book Name: Endings and Beginnings

Series: Collars & Cuffs

Book: Eight

This is the final book in the series, which should be read from Beginning to End. 😉 (See what we did there?)

Release Date: July 18, 2016

Blurb:

In all his relationships, Darren Fielding never found the level of intimacy he witnessed between Thomas Williams and his sub, Peter, the day of Peter’s “rebirth.” Not only that, he never realized such intimacy was possible. For two years, Thomas’s business card has been burning a hole in his wallet. When Darren’s lover moves on, maybe it’s finally time to see where that card takes him.

Collars & Cuffs’s new barman, JJ Taylor, is really conflicted right now. He went to the club with a very specific purpose, already convinced of what he’d find there. Except it’s not what he expected at all. He certainly didn’t anticipate finding himself drawn to the new wannabe Dom. Nor could he have guessed the direction that attraction would lead him.

Old love, new love, vows, pain, rage, moving in, moving on…. The members of Collars & Cuffs face an event that touches some of them deeply, but it will only reinforce what they already know: together they are stronger, and some bonds cannot be broken.

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Author Interview: The Better To Kiss You With by Michelle Osgood

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Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Michelle Osgood author of The Better to Kiss You With.

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

Hi, thanks for having me! I’m a writer who lives in Vancouver, BC, with my partner Elizabeth and our two black cats. I have a Bachelor of Arts degree in English, and have been fascinated with storytelling for as long as I can remember. The Better to Kiss You With is a paranormal romance about Deanna, the moderator of an online werewolf role playing game, who falls for the mysterious woman living above her.

Tell us something no one else knows about your characters.

Nathan’s favourite nights are when Deanna goes out of town and asks him to dog sit Arthur. He lets Arthur share his bed, and loves nothing more than curling up with another warm body. Arthur isn’t the best bed partner, because his hair gets everywhere, but he’s a great cuddler, and has never once complained about Nathan snoring.

 

What inspires you in life or in writing?

What inspires me in life is people who have big, huge, impossible goals, and are completely unafraid of them. I have so much respect for anyone who can look past what we’re told our limits are, and who never stops working to achieve that goal.

 

What is the most important thing about your subject/genre that people need to know?

There’s been lots of discussion lately about the kinds of stories that queer women are allowed to be a part of—and I think it’s important to realize that queer women deserve happy endings. Queer women’s stories so often end in tragedy, in heartbreak, and those aren’t the kind of stories we deserve. We deserve to be a part of the romance genre, we deserve complex, interesting female characters who find other complex, interesting female characters, and fall in love. We deserve happily ever after.

 

How did you become involved in the subject/theme of your book?

One of the subjects that comes up in The Better to Kiss You With is online harassment. As I was writing this book, GamerGate was in full swing, and seeing so many women speak out about the threats, stalking, and harassment they were enduring infuriated me. They were experiencing very real terror, primarily perpetrated by men, and often the harassment only worsened after they dared to speak out. The lack of consequences the perpetrators of that kind of violence—because it is, undoubtedly, violence—faced was so, so unfair to me. I wanted to in some way acknowledge the fear these women endured.

 

What famous person (living or dead) would you like to meet and why?

I would love to meet LJ Smith, who wrote one of my favourite novels of all time, The Forbidden Game. It would be very cool to be able to tell her how much that story meant to me!

Thank you!

 

About the book:

Author Name: Michelle Osgood

Book Name: The Better To Kiss You With

Release Date: April 21, 2016

Blurb:

Deanna, the moderator for Wolf’s Run, an online werewolf role-playing game, wanders the local forest with her dog Arthur and daydreams about Jaime, the attractive, enigmatic woman who lives upstairs. When threats from an antagonistic player escalate, Deanna wonders if her job could be riskier than she’d ever imagined—and if her new girlfriend knows more about this community than she had realized.

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Giveaway, Tourstop: Sub-Dominat by Sage Marlowe

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Title: Sub-Dominant

Series: Sub-Series #4

Author: Sage Marlowe

Publisher: Me and the Muse Publishing

Cover Artist: Jess Buffett

Length: 60,500

Release Date: November 13, 2015

 

Blurb: 

Putting a leash on a dominant sub is a task that may require two Doms to accomplish.

When relocation agent Eric Swann is assigned to ease young Connor Prescott into moving back to London, he expects the boy to be more enthusiastic—and less irritating.

Used to roaming freely among his mother’s D-list celebrity friends, Connor is anything but happy when his father decides to put him on a leash—a leash with a far too attractive handler on the other end. Secretly craving a man who knows how to yank his chain and show him exactly where the limits are, Connor does what he’s best at. He manipulates Eric into giving him what he wants, making the man reveal a side of him that Eric himself isn’t ready to accept.

Trained by one of the quirkiest Dom/sub-teams in the country, Dom Tyler Kane knows exactly how to handle a toppy sub. He keeps Connor on his toes, er, knees, in the bedroom, but when his capricious lover sets his heart on pushing yet another limit, Tyler finds himself not only with a dominant sub but also with a Dom who has yet to accept his true identity.

 

Reader Advisory: Due to sexually explicit content this book is intended for adult readers only. Contains scenes in which the main characters are sexually involved with secondary characters and vivid descriptions of unusual sexual practices.

While this book can be read as a standalone novel, it is best enjoyed as part of the series in order of release (Sub-Mission, Re-Submission, Sub-Culture, Sub-Dominant)

 

Word count: 60,500

 

Release date: November 13, 2015 

Amazon global buy link: http://viewbook.at/sub-dominant

More info: www.sage-marlowe.com/sub-dominant

Excerpt 1 – Chapter 1

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Eric ushered his guest inside, then he indicated for him to sit in the visitor’s chair. “So what’s this mysterious assignment you’ve been dying to tell me about?”

Tom grinned. “Ah, Eric, you always cut right to the chase.”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

“Whatever happened to chitchat and offering a visitor drinks and all that?”

Eric sat in the chair behind his desk. He put his elbows on the polished wood in front of him, rested his fingertips against one another and looked at the man he’d known since their school days. “I’m pretty sure you’ve had your chitchat with Rebecca before she announced you were here and knowing her, she’s going to walk through that door with your mug of cinnamon-flavoured café latte right about…now.”

There was a soft knock on the door then it opened and in came Rebecca, Eric’s assistant, carrying a tray with two mugs and a plate of biscuits. She smiled, put the goodies on the table and left after a quick glance at Eric to check whether he needed anything.

Eric flashed a smile. “See? We know how to spoil our guests here at Swann Relocation.”

“I never doubted that, Tiger, and that’s exactly the reason why I’m here.”

Eric let his doubtful frown show over the rim of his coffee mug. “Uh-huh. Drop the smarmy act, Tommy. What do you want me to do for you?”

Tom chuckled. “It’s not about what you can do for me, it’s about what I can do for you.”

Faking a yawn, Eric swivelled his chair to look out the window.

“Okay, okay. Listen. I was approached with an assignment that I think you’d be thrilled to hear about.”

“Uh-huh.” Eric cocked an eyebrow and took a sip of his coffee. “Tell me why that is.”

“Because it’s perfect for you. You’re the man for this job. And when you’ve come to realise that, too, you’re going to thank me.”

“Tom! Tell me what it’s about now, will you? Or do I have to ask Rebecca to walk you out?”

Tom’s smile widened. “Well, it’s quite simple.” He paused for effect. “You’ll get paid a ridiculous amount of money to locate a new home for your client and help him find his way around town for three months. That doesn’t sound like a bad job, does it?”

“No, that doesn’t sound bad at all. But why don’t you do it yourself if it’s such a fantastic job?”

Tom shrugged and bit off a chunk of his chocolate biscuit. “They need someone this side of the Atlantic”, he explained, chewing.

Watching Tom, Eric tried to figure out what the man wasn’t saying. He was a nice guy and a good friend, but he was also a little weasel that had the uncanny ability to sniff a good business opportunity before anybody else did.

“You know this side of the Atlantic very well. You could easily do it. Besides, this client approached you, and you know how I feel about passing them on from one agent to the next.”

Tom sighed. He licked his fingers then washed down his biscuit with some café latte. “I know, I know, and I would love to take on this assignment myself, but I don’t really want to spend three months away from home.”

“Why’s that?”

“It’s… Well, I’m seeing someone. It’s still fresh, but at this stage, being away for so long would probably be the end before it’s even started.”

Eric smiled. Tom wasn’t too lucky in his choices of potential partners, but that didn’t keep him from trying to find the future Mrs Ketten again and again. “Okay, fair enough, but something tells me there’s still more to this than you’re letting on, so why don’t you just spill the beans now?”

Tom rolled his eyes and gave an exaggerated sigh. “You’re not easy to please, dear boy. I’m offering you a well-paid assignment. Don’t you know better than to look a gift horse in the mouth?”

Eric gave a shrug. “In fact, I don’t. I’m not keen on paying the vet’s bill, you know, so I make sure to look a nag not only in the mouth. I also check its feet and take it for a ride.”

“Fine. Thing is, our client wants the relocation agent to keep an eye on his son, too. Make sure he doesn’t skip classes, stays out of trouble and doesn’t fall in with the wrong crowd—that sort of thing.”

“What? He doesn’t want a relocation agent, he wants a fucking babysitter! How old is this son we’re talking about? Does he have to be taken to playgroup, too? I hope your client doesn’t expect you to change the kid’s nappies or give him his milk.”

Tom smacked his hand on the desk in front of him. “Oh, stop being a fusspot, Eric! Connor’s turned eighteen last September.” He leaned in and lowered his voice. “Your mission, Eric, should you choose to accept it, mainly consists of making sure the kid’s ass is in bed at night. In the right bed, at a reasonable time.” His eyes glittered. “You might be interested to hear that this is a distinctly cute ass we’re talking about.”

Eric sucked in a sharp breath. “You know I don’t mix business and pleasure and apart from that, at eighteen, he’s quite a bit too young for me, don’t you think?”

Tom shrugged. “You’re only eight years his senior and I’m not saying you should put him into your bed. I’m just saying he’s hot. Seriously hot. It won’t hurt you to get an eyeful of pretty boy while you’re doing your job. And as for his age—he may be young, but he’s legal, so you don’t need to worry about that.”

“I don’t need to worry about that because I have no intention of getting involved with him.”

“Yeah, I know, Mr Proper. He has probably no intention of getting involved with you either.”

Eric groaned and rolled his eyes. “And what makes you think that?”

“From what I’ve heard, he’s supposed to be straight. But hey, maybe you can bend him a little. Seems to me you don’t need to worry about his virtue either. Apparently there isn’t much left.” Tom waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Eric didn’t like the expression in Tom’s eyes. In his experience, that particular gleam always meant trouble.

“There’s a rumour that he was about to start a rather promising career in the film industry—and I’m not talking Hollywood—but Daddy dearest got wind of it and now he has to return to Olde England to go to university and finish his degree like the good little boy he ought to be.”

“Somehow I get the feeling these films had nothing to do with a bunch of girls crying over a romantic hero,” Eric said.

Tom gave him a dirty grin. “Well, let’s say it was the kind of film where a bunch of girls cry out for the hero and it wasn’t so much romance as hard core porn.”

“Have you seen it?”

“Nope. It doesn’t appear to be available on the market. At least not that I could’ve tracked it down. My guess is Daddy dearest has either bought all the copies or he’s had them destroyed. Or both.”

“So I’m supposed to babysit a prodigal son who would much rather spend his time fucking around in front of a camera than go to university.” Eric sneered. “I’m not dumb, Tom. This kid spells trouble and you know it. That’s why you want to reassign him to me, not because you’ve lost your heart to some blonde bimbo with big tits and three brain cells. Why don’t you just tell your client to go find someone else if you don’t want the job?”

Tom sighed. “The contract is signed and sealed. Ricky, we’re talking about Corbin Prescott, the founder of Prescott Acquisitions, here. The man is loaded, and his company has branches in the UK and the US with employees moving from one continent to the other all the time. If we play this right, there could be a lot more business coming our way. This assignment may be a pain in the ass, but it’s worth grinding your teeth. You have to look at the big picture.”

Eric laughed out loud. “I’m supposed to grind my teeth because you’re looking at the big picture? Come on, Tommy. You should know me better than that.”

Defeat flashed in Tom’s eyes. “Fine. What are your terms?”

“To take the boy off your hands and play nice with Daddy Prescott?”

“Yeah.”

“How much money are we talking about?”

“The usual fee for the VIP-package plus fifty percent extra for dragging the kid around town and making sure he stays on track until he’s settled in.”

“I want ninety percent of the fee plus the full bonus,” Eric said.

“Jesus, Eric. That’s—”

“Only fair and you know it. Oh, and for your ten percent, you’re going to take care of things your side of the ocean.”

“Fifteen percent.”

Eric smiled. “Eight? That’s sweet of you, but you know, I’m still not so sure I should accept it. Even with the bonus, and even assuming the boy is going to behave, it’s going to eat up a lot of my time.”

Tom rolled his eyes and raised his hands. “When have you become so pragmatic, Eric? Think about the money. Three months and you can take the rest of the year off if you want. And there’s still the chance you get a personal bonus out of it.”

“I. Don’t. Fuck. My. Clients. Besides, I prefer my men a bit more mature. An eighteen-year old twink just doesn’t do it for me.”

“Seven percent for me and I’ll take that as a yes, shall I?” Tom grinned and Eric heaved a sigh. The man knew far too well how to push his buttons.

 

About the author & Social Media Links:

 

 

Sage is a multi-published, international bestselling author of gay erotic romance novels and novellas and loves exploring the flavours of gay erotic fiction.

 

A willing slave to all the fascinating guys who keep queuing up and want their stories told, Sage can almost always be found cooking up the next hot story or daydreaming about new ways of rubbing sexy male bodies together to make the sparks fly.

 

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Sage’s website & blog: www.sage-marlowe.com

Facebook: www.facebook.com/sage.marlowe0

Facebook Fanpage: www.facebook.com/sage.marlowe1

e-mail: marlowe.sage@yahoo.co.uk

Twitter: @SageMarlowe

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/SageMarlowe

Amazon.com Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/sagemarlowe

 

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Prize: 2 x Signed paperback copy of Sub-Dominant & goodie package

To enter, simply leave a comment on any or all blog posts of the Sub-Dominant Tour. Each comment qualifies as an extra entry and will increase chances to win.

Contest is open until November 23, midnight CEST. Winners will be picked at random and announced on my website / Facebook / Twitter on November 24.

Winners have one week to claim their prizes or a new winner will be selected at random. No purchase necessary. Open internationally, void where prohibited. Contestants must be 18 years Prize is as stated. No substitution or exchange.

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Blog Tour, Guestpost, Giveaway: Dragon’s Eye by Lexi Ander

Today Lexi stops by with the fifth book in the Sumeria’s Sons Series. Please check them out, they are really awesome. My review of Dragon’s Eye will follow soon.

PrintAuthor Name: Lexi Ander

Book Name: Dragon’s Eye

Series: Sumeria’s Sons

Book Number: 5

Series should be read in order.

Release Date: October 7, 2015

Blurb:

In the wake of birth and betrayal, Ushna takes the God Ashur to Tristan in a last desperate bid to save Tristan’s life—and is helpless to do anything but watch as Ashur instead buries him in a grave. Though he has no desire to go on living, having now lost Brian and Tristan, Ushna has no choice. Not only do their children need him, the mysterious Simurgh has come out of hiding and forces him to continue on—for there is much to do and little time to do it, especially with treachery and danger closing in on them from every side. 

Pages or Words: 98,000 words

 

Categories: Fantasy, M/M Romance, Menage/Poly, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy

 

Exclusive Excerpt:

 

Sitting heavily onto the large armchair, I rested my elbows on my knees and covered my face, only then realizing soil stained my hands. No wonder the she-wolves gave me sideways glances. Who in their right mind handled newborns this dirty? Grimacing, I rose and entered the attached bathroom to wash up then decided to take a shower. As I suspected, the armoires held my clothes, which I grabbed before locking myself in the washroom.

My hands trembled as I undressed. I was floundering and the warriors would be looking to me to guide them. I couldn’t allow myself to fall back into that place where I was determined to lay in the earth with Tristan. Hell, I was having a hard time believing I hadn’t lost my mind, especially when I closed my eyes and Tristan’s ravaged face was there to greet me, a tear sliding from the corner of his good eye.

How did I move past this sense of desolation? Always, I had Tristan. Now I was alone, but for how long? Ashur owed me answers, but if I looked upon him right now, I’d murder him.

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Guest Post:

Anat: The Patron Goddess of the Lycan Warriors

When putting together Sumeria’s Sons, I wanted to the god of war to be a goddess. Inanna came up on the list but once I looked into why the Goddess of Sacred Prostitution would also have the title of Goddess of War, I found she really wasn’t. What happened was in the pre-Babylonian texts, Inanna borrowed Ereshkigal’s power to raise the dead in order to threaten the Council of Gods. She was in a tiff over being turned down by Gilgamesh and wanted his head, so to speak, but the council told her no. After gaining an ally in Ereshkigal, she threatened to raise the dead and the council agreed to send Gugalanna against Gilgamesh. So really, not a Goddess of War at all because her power was borrowed.

I had to look elsewhere, so I pulled a Semitic goddess from the northwest and gave the Lycan Anat, a violent, virgin war-goddess. In her Canaanite and Phoenician roots, she was sometimes the consort to Ba’al. Although, with her being a virgin goddess, being his consort definitely nixed the sex. She was famous for slaughtering Ba’al’s worshipers once. Makes you wonder what in the world he did to her to cause her to lose it like that.

The descriptions of her blood thirstiness are graphic. “Anat appears as a fierce, wild and furious warrior in a battle, wading knee-deep in blood, striking off heads, cutting off hands, binding the heads to her torso and the hands in her sash, driving out the old men and townsfolk with her arrows, her heart filled with joy.” She boasted a kill list of other gods or those who were favored by the gods, including Mot the God of Death who she thought murdered her sometimes consort, Ba’al. The way she took him down honestly sounds very axe-murderish—throwing him into the millstone to have him ground down for the birds to eat. There was a reason she was feared. I couldn’t have asked for a more kickass warrior goddess.

Later in Hebrew texts, the hero Shamgar, son of Anat, was mentioned in Judges (3.31; 5:6). A debated started about whether it was understood Shamgar was considered a demi-god or not. The conclusion was that being labeled as “Son of Anat” was a military title indicating the warrior was under Anat’s protection. Pretty cool, huh?

I took the title and ran with it. The Lycans have the Order of Anat that encompasses all of their Lupe Warriors and they’re called the warriors of Anat. About one percent of Lupes born are female. The prowess of the Daughters of Anat on the battlefield is legendary among the warriors. Tristan and Ushna are guardians over Theo’s three children, Justus, Dawn, and Neona. Justus and his sister, Neona, were born warriors and I’m very tempted to pen a standalone for Neoma. ^_^

 

A huge thank you for allowing me to be a guest on the blog today! Throughout the blog tour for Dragon’s Eye, I hope you enjoy the behind the scenes look at the gods and mythos, and how they play a part in Sumeria’s Sons. For a visual representation, please visit my Pinterest page. (https://www.pinterest.com/lexiander1/sumeria-sons-inspirations/) During the tour I discuss the Sumerian pantheon, about who and what the Gods/Goddess are, and how I use them. Make sure you stop by the other blogs to get a complete look at the Gods and Goddess the Lycan’s follow.

 

Also, Less Than Three Press is running a special sale on Sumeria’s Sons from September 23rd through October 7th (dates inclusive).

 

Twin Flames is $0.99.

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Thank you for stopping by and reading!

 

 

Meet Lexi Ander:

Lexi has always been an avid reader, and at a young age started reading (secretly) her mother’s romances (the ones she was told not to touch). She was the only teenager she knew of who would be grounded from reading. Later, with a pencil and a note book, she wrote her own stories and shared them with friends because she loved to see their reactions. A Texas transplant, Lexi now kicks her boots up in the Midwest with her Yankee husband and her eighty-pound puppies named after vacuum cleaners.

 

Where to find Lexi Ander:

Web site: http://www.lexiander.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lexi.ander.9

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/LexiAnder1

Blog: http://lexiander.blogspot.com/

E-mail: lexi.ander.author@gmail.com

 

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6521302.Lexi_Ander

Publisher: LT3 Press – http://www.lessthanthreepress.com/books/

Cover Artist: London Burden


Tour Dates & Stops:

24-Sep Andrew Q. Gordon, Christy Loves 2 Read

25-Sep Wicked Faerie’s Tales and Reviews, Dawn’s Reading Nook, Bayou Book Junkie

28-Sep Decadent Delights, Hearts on Fire, MM Good Book Reviews

29-Sep Amanda C. Stone, Jessie G. Books, The Novel Approach

30-Sep The Jena Wade

1-Oct   Louise Lyons, Lee Brazil, BFD Book Blog

2-Oct   Love Bytes, Chris McHart, TTC Books and More

5-Oct   Molly Lolly, Wake Up Your Wild Side

6-Oct   Three Books Over The Rainbow, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words, GGR Review

7-Oct   Inked Rainbow Reads, Prism Book Alliance, Crystal’s Many Reviewers

 

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BlogTour, Review: Surrounded by Crimson by Lexi Ander (Sumeria’s Sons #4)

PrintAuthor Name: Lexi Ander

Book Name: Surrounded by Crimson

Series: Sumeria’s Sons

Book: Four

Series should be read in order for maximum enjoyment.

Release Date: July 1, 2015

Blurb:

Tristan has agreed to bond with Ushna but there is still much to do and returning to Tribe Enkidu puts everyone on edge. Tristan is being stalked like prey all the while fighting depression as he mourns the loss of Nikita and enduring a battle of wills with the Elder Council over his birthright. The pleading of his adoptive daughter only adds still more stress to the situation.

Stumbling onto a secret prison while searching for Ushna leads Tristan to risk everything to free a lost God. But breaking the tie to his Flame has more repercussions than Tristan knew and the assistance of a forgotten Goddess and a centuries old lover may not be enough to save him.

Pages or Words: 48,000 words

Categories: M/M Romance, Menage/Poly, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy

Excerpt:

Ushna was out of the car and greeting his parents before I unbuckled the seatbelt. Hami wasn’t as tall as his son but he was wide, very wide, barrel-chested with a set of deltoids on him the size of small children. His dark hair was cut above the ears and I’d never seen the man without at least three days growth of facial hair. It looked good on him. That kind of scruff made me resemble a bum.

Donya was tall and lean, one of those women who had a natural sway when she walked. Her blue-black hair fell to her waist in thick glossy waves. Her skin was a deep almond, darker than her husband’s or son’s, and her bright, emerald-green eyes were large and expressive.

They both greeted Ushna with festive exuberance, and why not? I’d kept him away from them for a very long time. I observed them for a moment over the hood of the SUV. Hami picked his son up in a bear hug, laughing loud and boisterous. Donya took his face between her palms as she gazed deeply into his bi-colored eyes—eyes that were forever changed by me. At that thought, I wondered how they truly perceived me. My stomach rolled with anxiety-induced queasiness.

With all the grace of someone my size, I made my way into the house, leaving Ushna to his family reunion. I had hoped we wouldn’t see them until after the children were born. I’d entered the home stretch of my pregnancy. Even with the ring of illusion, I had a hard time hiding my condition. Early in my pregnancy, Gregori had fashioned a ring of magic, creating the illusion that hid my continually growing stomach and constructed a normal appearance.

A pregnant male wasn’t something we wanted to explain to humans. With the looming threat of assassination, if my identity was discovered, we thought it best to continue to keep my birthright a secret until after the children were born. So I’d continue to wear the illusion even though the ring wasn’t much help now. The giveaway was in the walk and the way I stood. People could see there was something different by how I held my body and it couldn’t be helped. I was able to hurry, in spurts, and then I lumbered like an elephant—very National Geographic.

Neesie followed me into the kitchen. She was dressed differently than what I’d become accustomed to. Gone were the combat boots, black jeans, and white tees. She wore a pale blue silk blouse, a pinstriped pencil skirt, and knee-high black stiletto boots. She appeared fierce in a whole new way.

“Why didn’t you wait and greet Ushna’s parents?” she asked.

With a plate in hand, I inspected the cold cuts tray that sat on the kitchen counter. I was starved and wanted something quick to eat before everyone came in. When I didn’t answer Neesie, she took the plate from me and started placing fresh vegetables on it.

“I thought I’d give them some time to catch up,” I finally replied. It wasn’t a complete lie. “They haven’t had their son to themselves in quite some time. They don’t need me hanging out in the background.”

Neesie pinned me with her golden-brown gaze. “That is such bullshit and you know it. What’s the real issue?”

I quirked a smile at her. “You know I love ya?”

“Yes, and you’re the one who called me for dating advice because you suck at subtle. Your ‘hey moron, get your hands off my sister‘ ranked right up there.”

“I can’t help it if Mr. Octopus Arms was oblivious to his audience.”

“Go ahead and keep playing that song because I know you still refer to him as Lonnie Fucking-Fowler. Before you walked into the house, your face turned green and you practically sprinted in here.”

“Ahh, stampede!” I gave mock crowd screams. Neesie was not impressed.

“Spill, jackass.” She shoved a full plate into my hands and a chair under my ass. Neesie glared at me but her expression was filled with concern.

“Fine, you tyrant. I wanted to make a good impression. I wanted to be able to show them that I am a strong partner and worthy of their son’s love and devotion. But right now I’m huge, and miserable, and swollen, and hungry. Why did you give me carrots? You know I hate carrots. You’re trying to torture me, aren’t you? I’m an elephant, not a rabbit. I get like peanuts or something, not Bugs Bunny hand-me-downs.” I threw the carrot at my cackling sister. The woman was not remorseful.

“Tristan.”

I threw another carrot at Neesie before turning to see who called for me. I swallowed a curse as I faced Donya. She stood in the doorway, her large green eyes soft and liquid as she searched my expression.

“Ma’am?” Embarrassingly, my voice cracked like I was fourteen years old.

“How can we not be proud of you, son?” Donya crossed the room in a smooth glide and gently took me in her arms. “We’ve always been proud of you, Tristan, don’t ever believe differently.” Tentatively I embraced her in return and ignored Neesie’s sniffles.

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Review:

The story about Tristan and Ushna continues, and Lexi manages (again) to pull us into their world. The fight gets even harder, and finally, Ushna and Tristan find their third. I won’t say more, but there is a lot of fight in there, a lot of hot sex and of course, babies! (yes, mean, I know, but just go read for yourself. You won’t regret it.)

It’s well written and you shouldn’t miss it. But, you need to have read the other ones first, otherwise you won’t have any idea what the book is about.

5 stars from me

 

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About the author:

Lexi has always been an avid reader, and at a young age started reading (secretly) her mother’s romances (the ones she was told not to touch). She was the only teenager she knew of who would be grounded from reading. Later, with a pencil and a note book, she wrote her own stories and shared them with friends because she loved to see their reactions. A Texas transplant, Lexi now kicks her boots up in the Midwest with her Yankee husband and her eighty-pound puppies named after vacuum cleaners.

 

Where to find the author:

Web site: http://www.lexiander.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lexi.ander.9

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/LexiAnder1

Blog: http://lexiander.blogspot.com/

E-mail: lexi.ander.author@gmail.com

 

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6521302.Lexi_Ander

 

Publisher: Less Than Three Press

Cover Artist: Londen Burden


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Interview, Excerpt, Giveaway: Imposter in Zebra-striped Briefs by C.C. Dado

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Book Name: Imposter in Zebra-striped Briefs

Series: The Seattle Chronicles

Book: Two (can be read as a standalone)

 Release Date: July 1, 2015

Blurb:  

When recent college graduate Nathan Harris makes a life-changing move out from under his mother’s thumb and into his own place, he is determined to take some risks. He is tired of not being good enough, tired of allowing his fears to control him.

What he thought would be an exciting adventure ends up being one jaw-dropping mishap of embarrassment after another, leaving him with a life he doesn’t even recognize anymore.

His once boring, lonely existence has been replaced by a brownstone filled with colorful friends, a rough around the edges, tattooed bad boy best friend, and a stripper for a boyfriend who’s not even sure he’s gay.

 

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Pages or Words: 22,810 words

 

Categories: Contemporary, Humor, M/M Romance, New Adult

Excerpt:

Ding…. He heard his phone go off again as he was grabbing an orange from the fridge. Nathan set the orange on the counter and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

Maybe I’m jumping the gun here. What are you into?

Nathan wasn’t quite sure how to answer that. He leaned back against the kitchen counter and stared at the keypad for a second before responding. Guys?

Ding…. I’m literally shaking my head at you right now….

Ding…. Josh instantly followed up his last text. I meant what turns you on about a guy. Eyes? A nice ass? I need to know what I’m working with here.

Nathan felt like the entire world could see his words as he typed his response. I think men’s feet are sexy.

Ding…  Josh responded, apparently not fazed at all by Nathan’s answer. All right then, let’s start at the toes and work our way up.

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Interview:

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing C.C. Dado author of Imposter in Zebra-striped Briefs.

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

C.C.: I am a native of the Pacific Northwest. I’m a bit of a hypochondriac sundae, with claustrophobic sprinkles, and a big cherry of anxiety on top, so I don’t travel much. I read and write to relax my mind. I tend to write painfully awkward, usually embarrassing, romance because long confident gazes followed by sexy dancing NEVER happens to me.

Imposter in Zebra-striped Briefs is about taking chances, making friends and falling for someone that you never thought you could have.

 

Chris: Was there a basis for you story? A previous experience or something else?

C.C.: I wanted this book to be centered around Josh and Brandon’s wedding from ‘That Place Across the Hall’ (a short story I wrote in a separate anthology) but I did not what them to be the main characters. Having Josh take the new guy under his wing worked well for me to tell both stories intertwined.

 

Chris: What skills do you think a writer needs?

C.C.: A creative mind, a good editor and drive.

 

Chris: What for you is the perfect book hero?

C.C.: The perfect hero to me depends on the story but my personal favorite is someone rough, with glimpses of a softer side.

Chris: Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

C.C.: The rules of grammar.

Chris: Tell us about your favorite childhood book.

C.C.: Donald Duck and the One Bear, was my favorite book growing up. It’s a spin on Goldilocks and the three bears.

Chris: Thank you for the interview!

About the author: 

I write painfully awkward, usually embarrassing, romance because long confident gazes followed by sexy dancing never happens to me.

I am a native of the Pacific Northwest, and will probably never leave since I’m a hypochondriac sundae, with claustrophobic sprinkles, and a cherry of anxiety on top. I read and write to relax my mind and I love getting lost in someone else’s story, even if it is only for a little while.

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Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Dreamspinner Press


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BlogTour, Interview, Giveaway: The Luckiest by Mila McWarren

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Book Name: The Luckiest

Release Date: July 7, 2015

Blurb:

When New York-based memoirist Aaron Wilkinson gathers with his high school friends to marry off two of their own, he is forced to spend a week with Nik, the boy who broke his heart.

As they settle into the Texas beach house where the nuptials will be performed, Nik quickly makes his intentions clear: he wants Aaron back. “He’s coming hard, baby,” a friend warns, setting the tone for a week of transition where Aaron and Nik must decide if they are playing for keeps.

Pages or Words: 256 pages

Categories: Contemporary, Gay fiction, M/M Romance, New Adult, Romance

Excerpt:

Aaron finishes the song and Stephanie snatches the mic out of his hand, crooks her finger at Nik and launches them into a reprise of their performance of “Dancing on My Own” from the homecoming weekend they all spent here at the house back in senior year. Stephanie still has questionable rhythm and tragic pitch—she loves to sing, which is why they have a karaoke machine in this house, but it’s one thing she will admit she doesn’t have much of a gift for—but there’s a reason Nik majored in music at The University of Texas, and his voice has come a long way.

Somehow, this deliberate throwback to a memory that was never anything but happy seems different than what Aaron has just done. He sits on the sofa, flanked by Alex and Jasmine, hating them both a little for participating in it even while he smiles. Nik dances—how can you not, with this song—but he still watches Aaron, gives him a little head-tilt during the chorus, and it’s charming and devastating and infuriating.

Jasmine leans to murmur, “Oh, I see how it is.”

“Oh, shut up.”

You might not be desperate, but I’m not sure about him. He’s coming hard, baby.”

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Interview

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Mila McWarren, author of The Luckiest.

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

How do you develop your plots and characters?

Mila: I usually start with one central image – a pivotal moment or a well-delivered line – and then everything else is about (a) how we got there and (b) what happens next. Those little images usually come with characters pretty fully developed, but anything that doesn’t come immediately usually grows pretty naturally and directly from there. Characters are very easy for me; plot is harder, especially in terms of “a series of events”. I’m much more interested in watching characters grow, and sometimes what I’m most interested in is pretty internal, so the biggest challenge is always making those internal character moments have external causes and payoffs – which is generally how I think of plot.

 

Chris: Who doesn’t love a good hero? Tell us about your protagonist. Was there a real life inspiration behind them?

Mila: Aaron is a budding memoirist; he’s just finished his undergrad training and we’re catching him in the summer before he starts his MFA program. He fled the suburbs of Houston like his ass was on fire and landed in New York under a cloud that becomes clear within the first few pages of the book. (Spoiler: the cloud’s name is Nik.) He’s very driven, very self-possessed, and very skilled – he wants to be able to do things, because it helps him feel like he’s a little more in control.

There’s a fair bit of me in Aaron – that pursuit of self is mine, as is a need to get away from a place that didn’t feel quite right as “home”. But Aaron also grows out of a string of undergrads I’ve taught over the years. Most of my students are typically pretty happy, which in people in their early 20s frequently translates to something like “aimless”. Which is no bad thing, and I wish them their joy, but you can see the ones who come in to a classroom like it’s going to be the thing to save them, and those kids are just different – they’re running off of something different than those around them. Interestingly enough, most of them have been young women and gay young men. I’ll leave it to your blog readers to speculate about why that might be, although I have some idea.

Chris: What real-life inspirations do you use when world building?

Mila: Anything I can get! I usually try to sneak in some travel – even if it’s just an afternoon driving around and taking pictures on my phone, there’s some great value to being in that space and seeing what it feels like, what it smells like, what the traffic is like. For this book I spent a few days driving around, walking around – I visited all of the relevant schools, went to the house where the action is set, mapped out some of the little trips the characters take. I did some internet research from home, but mostly I just like listening to people and watching them interact in the world, because that’s where I think most of the good stuff is.

Chris: Did you learn anything from this book and what was it?

Mila: Heh. So what I learned most from this book was to never, ever try this thing again.

Let me explain. Part of what I was really focused on for this book was an attempt to write a romance novel that was so focused on this small group of characters that all of the plot really was driven by decisions they made. There is no real external actor, there’s no love triangle or crisis. There’s just the various hells they make for themselves. I wanted to do that because I really believe in that story; that’s how most of us live, after all.

But oh my GOD, it was hard! Pacing was tough; keeping the plot tight was difficult. I’m pretty pleased with how it turns out, but next time I write a book, a meteor is striking the Earth or SOMETHING, because never again. J

Chris: It’s your last meal on earth. What do you choose?

Mila: I’m getting on a plane and headed to Luling, Texas, where I will eat my fill at the City Market of brisket, ribs, sausage, and their addictive mustardy sauce, with a few dill pickles, one big slab of an undefinable yellow cheese (it’s kind of gross, actually, a little sweaty in a piece of plastic wrap, but it helps cut the spice a little), and a bottle (or two; this is salty, slightly spicy work) of Big Red soda. We should all be so lucky to go out this way.

Thanks for having me – this was fun!

Thank you for the interview!

 

About the author:

Mila McWarren grew up in Texas, but has happily made her home on the East Coast for the last decade. In her day job she works as a social scientist and has spent the last 10 years developing her fiction writing online. She lives with her husband and their two kids. When she isn’t using working, writing, or hanging out with her family, she likes knitting and watching television, because they go together like peanut butter and chocolate, two of her other great loves.

 

Where to find the author:

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 Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25446714-the-luckiest

Publisher: Interlude Press

Cover Artist: C.B. Messer


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Blogpost, Character Interview, Giveaway: Shadows Fall by J.K. Hogan

JKBanner300x250Author Name: J.K. Hogan

Book Name: Shadows Fall

Release Date: June 10, 2015

Blurb:

A gift—or curse—gives Titus McGinty the unwanted ability to talk to ghosts. When he starts seeing the same few apparitions repeatedly, appearing with similar gruesome injuries, he begins to wonder what they want from him.

Detective Charlie Hale has a serial killer on his hands. On the loose for weeks, the Queen City Slayer has left the police nothing to go on, no forensic evidence other than what he wants found. The city is running out of time.

The crisis brings Titus and Charlie together—Titus stumbles upon a body and finds himself a suspect. Their budding romance is tested as they are sucked into a web of underground laboratories, restive spirits, and religious fanaticism. They’ll have to work together to find the identity of the killer before he takes his next victim…Titus.

 

Pages or Words: 102,000 words 

Categories: Contemporary, Crime Fiction, Fiction, Gay Fiction, Romance, Thriller

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Character Interview with Charlie and Titus!

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

Charlie: I guess stopping a notorious serial killer would be up there.

Titus: Landing a hot cop. *nods*

 

If you could have any job or profession, what would it be?

Titus: I think I’d be an obscenely wealthy corporate raider. Something with a whole lot of money and very little taking other people’s shit.

Charlie: Honestly, I can’t imagine being anything other than a cop.

Titus: My hero. *bats eyelashes*

 

What is your biggest regret?

Charlie: I have regrets every time I investigate a new homicide. That’s one person I couldn’t safe.

Titus: *rubs Charlie’s back then shakes his head* I don’t do regrets. It is what it is, this is the hand we’re dealt. I think we’re doin’ okay.

 

What is your favorite food?

Charlie: Pizza!

Titus: Coffee. What? That doesn’t count?

 

Who is your hero?

Titus: I’ve got my own personal hero right here. *points at Charlie*

Charlie: You’re the hero, babe. You’re the one who faced death and lived to tell about it.

Titus: Couldn’t have done that without you…

Intrigued? Check out Shadows Fall!

Thank you Charlie and Titus for the interview! And, coffee does count!!

 

Excerpt:

I always hated walking home alone at night on the deserted city streets. But I couldn’t ask my employees to do something I was scared to do myself, so I’d taken the late shift. In the dark, the wandering dead became nothing but sliding shadows and hissing whispers. The phrase ‘jumping at shadows’ is apt, because there were things in the shadows.

Those things slithered around me, feeling much more insidious in the murky stillness of the nighttime city. Hands in my pockets, I gripped my four inch pocket knife that I always carried. Fat lot of good it would do me against mule, but there was a killer on the loose after all.

It was ill-advised, but I still blasted my music inside my headphones. I didn’t want to hear what the spirits had to say in gloam. I mostly kept my eyes glued to the sidewalk in front of me—don’t stand out, don’t make eye contact, make yourself invisible—but I cast glances all around my periphery to keep aware of my surroundings.

A tall, skinny man approached, heading toward me on the opposite side of the sidewalk. He wore dark jeans and a black hoodie with the hood pulled up, casting his face in shadow. I found that odd, as it was one of those warm, humid nights the Southern springtime was famous for. His dark eyes glittered at me from the empty void where his face should be, obviously a trick of the poor lighting.

As he passed me, he clipped my shoulder, throwing me off balance. I wanted to turn around and yell, but self-preservation intervened. I could probably take him in hand-to-hand, but he could be packing for all I knew. I put my head down and kept walking.

I yelped when a spirit appeared in front of me—unlike what movies and television showed, they didn’t usually just pop up. He was a young man, probably about my age, with pale skin, black hair, and eyes so blue they seemed otherworldly… and he was gorgeous. I blinked, hoping he’d disappear. No such luck.

He turned his head towards the building beside us that was being renovated, the entrance to which was blocked off with caution tape. Stretching out his left arm, he pointed to it, and I could see bone-deep gouges in his wrist and forearm. He glanced at me again. Look.

“Not tonight, okay?” I mumbled, trying to step around him. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared and rematerialized right in front of me. See!

“No,” I said, getting angry. I walked straight through him. Usually when I passed through a spirit, I just felt a slick, oily cold sliding through my body—but this burned like a vat of acid had been dumped over me. I screamed and fell to my knees.

He appeared in front of me again. As I looked up at him, still reeling from the pain, it occurred to me how new he must be. When a mulo first left its body, it still maintained some measure of its humanity. It was able to take and maintain a corporeal form more easily than the older spirits, and the ability faded with each day since its passing.

He pointed again and this time, his eyes took on a pleading quality. I could practically feel his anguish.

Struggling to my feet, I brushed myself off and sighed. “Fine, I’ll look. But then you need to leave me the hell alone. I ducked under the caution tape strung across the doorless entry of the run-down building. It was almost pitch black inside, but I got a vague sense of sawhorses and scaffolds. Tip-toeing for some inconceivable reason, I made my way into some kind of vestibule or foyer. I didn’t notice anything that this mulo would be so desperate for me to see, but I couldn’t really see much at all.

My foot hit something solid and I was afraid to go any further into the dark. Who knew what kind of hazards were strewn about the construction site. I dug out my iPhone and swiped it to turn on the flashlight app. A bright light shone out of the camera flash and illuminated the dusty room in front of me—and the man lying all too still on the floor.

I screamed for the second time in five minutes, stumbled back against a plastic-draped scaffolding and dropped my phone. I assumed it landed screen up, because the room was suddenly plunged back into darkness. With my skin crawling, I felt around on the floor for the hard case. Instead, I grabbed a cold leg.

“Holy God!” I shouted, scrambling backwards and sideways until my back hit a wall. My pulse pounded and my head was spinning with the urge to pass the fuck out, either from fright or hyperventilation. My muscles were on lockdown, frozen into that gray area between fight-or-flight, but I knew I had to find my phone so I could get the hell out of there.

And the body… I’d have to call someone. I poked around with the toe of my shoe, carefully avoiding the area of blackness where I thought the body was. Finally I felt the phone. I dragged it across the floor with my foot until I was able to pick it up. Everything was illuminated once again. “Oh thank God,” I said.

But once there was light, I could see him again. His head was turned to face away from me, but I knew that it was the guy from outside. Obviously he’d wanted me to find his body. It was laid out like a sacrifice, arms stretched out to reveal the deep cuts on his arms. I shivered. My brain was finally catching up to the situation, and I realized it was entirely possible that the killer could still be here.

I quickly got to my feet and lurched toward the dim light pooling at the doorway. As soon as I was out of there, I pressed my back up against the cool façade of the building and panted to catch my breath. I see the dead all the time, but I’d never actually seen a dead body before. I wasn’t sure what to do; the only thing I could think was call Charlie.

With shaking hands, I pulled up his number on my phone—I may have entered it from the business card he gave me after chasing Jay out of the shop. I pressed send and he picked up on the first ring.

“Hale.”

“Ch-Charlie?”

“Who’s this?”

“Titus.” My voice was shaking and I was embarrassingly close to tears. “I need help.”

“Tell me where you are and I’ll be right there.”

I rattled off my general location, already soothed by the sound of his voice, the confidence in it. “Please hurry,” I said.

“Stay put, I’m on my way.”

 

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About the author:

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 visitwww.jkhogan.com.

 

Where to find the author:

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/OfficialJKHogan

Twitter: https://twitter.com/JK_Hogan

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/jkhoganbooks/

Tumblr: http://officialjkhogan.tumblr.com/

Google+: https://plus.google.com/+JKHogan/

Instagram: http://instagram.com/jkhoganbooks

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Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/24677760-shadows-fall

Publisher: Wilde City Press

Cover Artist: J.K. Hogan


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10-Jun

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11-Jun

Cate Ashwood

 

12-Jun

Nephylim

Wicked Faerie’s Tales and Reviews

 

15-Jun

Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

 

16-Jun

Bayou Book Junkie

 

17-Jun

Amanda C. Stone

Elin Gregory

 

18-Jun

TTC Books and More

Divine Magazine

 

19-Jun

Mikky’s World of Books

Elisa – My Reviews and Ramblings

 

22-Jun

BFD Book Blog

 

23-Jun

Book Reviews, Rants, and Raves

My Fiction Nook

Nic Starr

 

24-Jun

MM Good Book Reviews

 

25-Jun

Up All Night, Read All Day

Full Moon Dreaming

 

26-Jun

Happily Ever Chapter

 

29-Jun

Michael Mandrake

 

30-Jun

The Novel Approach

 

1-Jul

Prism Book Alliance

 

2-Jul

Hearts on Fire

 

3-Jul

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6-Jul

Chris McHart

Multitasking Mommas

 

7-Jul

Molly Lolly

The Blogger Girls

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Guestpost, Giveaway: Silver Scars by Posy Roberts

silverscars-fAuthor Name: Posy Roberts

Book Name: Silver Scars

Release Date: June 22, 2015

 

 

 

 

Posy was kind enough to be interviewed by me:

Thanks for hosting me today. I’m excited to be here to talk about my new book, Silver Scars.

Do you know about Driveway Moments? In the US, our National Public Radio, a talk radio station, has coined this phrase for those times when you have already driven into your driveway and have essentially parked but you’re not done listening to a story on the radio. A Driveway Moment is where you sit, allowing the car to run while your heart and soul gets filled up or you laugh at a great story or inform yourself on recent news.

In my story, Silver Scars, my characters Gil and Keith joke about having Driveway Moments with each other, but rather than a news show, it’s their conversations with each other that keep their butts planted in their seats. That’s an option with having a hands-free phone system in the car. We didn’t get this technology until a few years ago, and what I didn’t realize I’d appreciate about it was how much I loved listening to my husband’s rich voice come through my car’s speaker system as I drove and we talked.

I used to teach a few night classes, and I always seemed to call my husband before I took off for home. We had many a driveway moment, sometimes with him peeking out the window at me. I only had a few steps to get to him, but the intimacy of the moment, his voice surrounding me in the car, always disappeared when I got inside.

Gil and Keith live 1,500 miles apart, and after a passionate start in person, part of their relationship occurs through technology: cell phones, computers, hands-free sound systems. For Gil, who suffers from PTSD and anxiety, this helps him slowly deal with his issues in a more controlled manner. I think it also allows for both Gil and Keith to experience intimacy in new ways.

Sometimes not being face-to-face gives us a chance to show our best side or perhaps show sides of ourselves we’re too afraid to reveal when we have to look someone in the eye. I’ve made some great friends through technology over the years. When my sister lived in Alaska then Germany then Idaho then Germany again, it was our way of staying in touch, and I’m grateful we had it.

Thankfully Gil and Keith don’t have to contend with all those miles between them forever. But getting together after essentially having an online relationship with intimate Driveway Moments is different than a relationship with snoring and messes that can’t be X’d out of. But I think all those technology-based conversations make their in-person relationship all the sweeter.

I’d love to hear about your experiences with online relationships. Tell me all.

Thank you for the thoughts about Driveway Moments. I’ve had enough of them myself, and I can absolutely relate.

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Blurb:

A bomb destroyed high-powered lawyer Gil Lemieux’s seemingly perfect life, and PTSD has ruled every decision since the explosion that left him scarred inside and outside. Moving home with his mom is meant to be a temporary measure, just like proofreading for a medical institution is only meant to be a stopgap. But two years after taking on the wrong court case, he’s still living in fear.

Keith Kramer might be based 1,500 miles away from Gil, but their shared work brings them together—a chance meeting that’s life-changing. Gil is drawn to Keith’s good looks and intelligence, but it’s his innate understanding that Gil is more than the scars on his skin that is truly attractive. He’s everything Gil used to be and more. It blows Gil’s mind that his attraction might be returned.

Only doubt could widen the distance between them. Keith’s hopefulness, borne out of surviving some tough challenges of his own, isn’t enough to bridge the distance alone. Gil will need to believe he has as much to offer as Keith if they’re to build a life together.

Pages or Words: 86,700 words 

Categories: Contemporary, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance

 

Sales Links:

Amazon US

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About the author:

Posy Roberts writes about romantic male love. Whether these characters are family men, drag queens, or lonely men searching for connections, they all find a home in her stories.

Posy is married to a man who makes sure she doesn’t forget to eat or sleep; her daughter, a budding author and dedicated Whovian, helps her come up with character names. When Posy’s not writing, she enjoys crafting, hiking, and singing spontaneously about the mundane, just to make normal seem more interesting.

 

Where to find the author:

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/posyroberts11

Twitter: https://twitter.com/PosyRoberts

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/posyroberts/

Facebook Author Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/757618490928296/

Website: http://posyroberts.com/

 

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6550149.Posy_Roberts

Publisher: Labyrinth Bound Press

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow


Tour Dates & Stops: June 22 – 26, 2015

 

22-Jun

Elisa – My Reviews and Ramblings

My Fiction Nook

Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

 

23-Jun

Inked Rainbow Reads

3 Chicks After Dark

As The Pages Turn

Cate Ashwood

Happily Ever Chapter

Prism Book Alliance

 

24-Jun

Sinfully Addicted to All Male Romance

Molly Lolly

Vampires, Werewolves, and Fairies, Oh My

Wicked Faerie’s Tales and Reviews

Bayou Book Junkie

 

25-Jun

MM Good Book Reviews

Hearts on Fire

Bike Book Reviews

BFD Book Blog

 

26-Jun

Rainbow Gold Reviews

Love Bytes

Two Chicks Obsessed With Books and Eye Candy

Chris McHart

Multitasking Mommas

Carly’s Book Reviews

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