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


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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Cover Reveal: North to Zombieville by Meg Bawden


Author Name: Meg Bawden

Book Name: North to Zombieville

Series: Zombieville

Book: One

Release Date: May 18, 2016


The year is 2028, and Dallas and Raleigh Jenson are torn apart when a worldwide zombie apocalypse ravages their home of Townsville, Australia. After a year of searching, Dallas, a former Australian army rifleman, finally reunites with Raleigh, but it’s not like old times. Not only do they have zombies to contend with, but also other humans, changed by desperation and willing to do anything to survive.

Dallas and Raleigh have changed too. So much so, that Dallas struggles with the idea that Raleigh no longer needs or wants his protection. But they will need to rely on each other and find strength in their love as they are forced to evade zombies and watch their friends die. As they fight for their lives in a brutal landscape where every supply and every step toward a potential cure is a battle to the death, only their trust in each other can keep them from perishing.

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Moonlit Escapades by Bronwyn Heeley

This post goes up with a thousand apologies to Brownyn, since I managed to schedule her promo post wrong. Please check out her new release and her guest post!

Moonlit Wolves 7.5


Today I am talking about an anthology for my Moonlit Wolves series, It’s a fun little book that captures parts and explain parts of certain books that were in the story but weren’t really part of it. I didn’t want to take away the focus on the series and was advised against putting these shorts (they weren’t as finished as they are in this book) into the back of the books, however I still had them and I thought they needed a book all for themselves. So I filled them up so that not only will it give fans of the series something special, but also allow others to come in and see what the series is about, get a little taste.


However, this means that a lot of the stories heavily feature couples I thought I’d talk more about the series

My favourite all time fav Moonlit couple

So yes, I have a favourite couple, hell, I have a favourite character. I’m not really sure what author doesn’t favour one or two luck character when a series is so long. I, I’m not sure if this is like, or unlike, have a character I hate.

I am a fan of Craig, like he’s just gorgeous, both inside and out really, the fact that he’s been raised to be a hunter who ends up falling for what he hunts (which may or may not be one of my favourite troupes might have something to do with it). I try hard not to push my love for him onto the audience as I have a few series I read where the authors love a character and they end up being annoying to the point that I just don’t want them there anymore. Sometimes you even have to wonder why that character was there other than the author putting him or her into it for whatever reason.

I try hard not to push him. Saying this, I’m not sure if I succeed, he is an important person in the series.

He is sweet and doesn’t care what others think while caring deeply. He’s one of those characters that will fight to stay in the room with the guy he’s crushing on because that’s where he needs to be, but he’s not going to tell the room he’s crushing, no he’ll either say another legitimate reason why he needs to be there or doesn’t say anything at all.

He’s sweet to Phil, his mate, while making sure no one else sees him as weak. He’s spent his whole life making sure no one saw the weakness in him.

And because of this Craig and Phil are my favourite couple, because that’s what this was actually about.

I adore him—cough them—and for that Seeking My Werewolf is probably my favourite book in the series.

My least favourite character, because I’m sure you want to know is Colin. I can’t stand him, honestly he’s a little cocky and probably quite sexist (tho I am lacking female’s in this series so far to really see how much so). He’s nice to Tim but horrifyingly scared of being intimate or of just relationships that he puts up boundaries. He’s a “porn star” in the bedroom, which to him isn’t just a saying and Tim just lets him twist the poor man into whatever shape Colin wants.

Like he’s nice enough, but I don’t think I’d be able to spend a whole day with and though you don’t get to see the whole side of him in his book, he’s complete in my head and he’s irritating to a point that I have to remember to even include him into the rest of the story. Because like I say above, you can’t favourite, so you can’t make a character disappear just because you don’t like them.

I do however quite like their book, Forever With My Werewolf. This book too is the troupe of getting told your boyfriends a werewolf and how you’d react. I love it because I think it’s safe to say that everyone would act like Tim, I only hope that after you run screaming there is a softer landing for you.

The series so far, which needs to be read in order

Loved By A Werewolf (this one does not need to be read to enjoy the series)

Forever With My Werewolf

Seeking My Werewolf

Taking Control of My Werewolf

A Werewolf’s Howl

The Rub of My Werewolf

Protecting My Werewolf

Moonlit Escapades

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About the book:

TITLE: Moonlit Escapades

SERIES: Moonlit Wolves

AUTHOR: Bronwyn Heeley

PUBLISHED: 15/December/2015

PUBLISHER: eXtasybooks

ISBN #:978-1-4874-0539-7

COVER ARTIST: Carmen Waters

WORD COUNT: 12,484

CATEGORY/TAG: Paranormal LGBT+ Romance



There is never a time when a visit from old friends isn’t comforting.

Ever wonder how Jex and Matt ended up in that compromising position in book 4? Or what the fight between Phil and Craig was about? Or how about how they all became so close and ended up living together?

Well, here’s your chance. All the missing pieces that were linked but not fully explained are bundled together in this heart-warming anthology, and just in time for Christmas, because who doesn’t like to visit from family at this time of year.

Note: series must be read in order, but these shorts can be read separately, they’ll just be enjoyed more as companions.




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Jex let out a sigh of relief as he sat back into the lounge. Matt and he hadn’t been in this house for a long time, but he had definitely felt more at home quicker than at any of the other place his father took him.

However, his dad hadn’t been the kindest person, and they’d moved from one town to the next, leaving many people hating him because of what his father had done. Matt, with a quick kidnapping and a much-needed getaway, brought Jex to this lovely little town out in the boondocks, an unlikely place his father would never bother to look.

They’d reached town and a house full to the brim with men. Matt’s cousin and a bunch of mates had taken them both in and treated Jex like no one had done before Matt.

Jex loved the freedom of being himself, even if they all turned out to be a werewolf every time the moon was full. A lot to take in, but he had seen a lot of violence and bullshit in his life, so the werewolf factor seemed like a cakewalk.

In addition, he’d personally seen Matt change, so who was he to say something didn’t exist?

A cold bottle tapped on his shoulder, making Jex look over his shoulder. He took the bottle.

Taking a long drink of this piss-shit that the bottle label said was beer, he studied Matt. His lover rounded the couch and sat down next to him. Jex wasn’t a fan of Tooheys, he was more a VB man, but beggars couldn’t be choosers—or, more for him, lazy arses deserved to drink horse piss. He was, however, a fan of the man—tall, blonde, with deep-set eyes. He was like a walking wet dream. Someone who needed to be naked and fucking so everyone would see his true beauty.

He was a fucking dream. Jex’s dream. Even if it had taken the guy a couple of turns to realise just how Matt liked it when Jex fucked him and then give him more than he’d ever understood he wanted. Jex reckoned it came from the fact that he hadn’t ever been free to actually fuck another person before Matt.

“Taste like shit?” Matt chuckled next to him.

For the first time in a long time—and yet not a first for the thought—Jex wondered what he saw in a man who actually liked this shit.

“Why ask when you know the answer,” Jex spat back at him around another mouthful of beer. He was hoping if he drank it fast enough and got the buzz of beer in his system, it might actually start tasting nice.

Matt shook his head really slowly. That you’re fucking crazy shake, though the twitch of his lips held the joke.

“Fucking arse,” Jex muttered, finishing off his first bottle with a cringe—Fuck! This shit was bad.

Matt chuckled again. “Ah, but that’s what you love ‘bout me.”

Jex shook his head, a small smile pulling at his lips at the words, only his mouth hadn’t even completed the move before Matt’s lips covered his. The move Jex had been waiting for finally came. He snickered softly into Matt’s mouth. They were alone after all.

“It makes me feel all gooey inside to see you smile like that, and knowing it’s all mine… gets me hot as hell,” Matt whispered, a breath away from Jex’s lips.

Jex’s back arched at the scrape of whiskers against his upper lip. “Gooey?” Jex tried to make it a joke, not being able to deal with the softer sides of love.

“Oh, yeah,” Matt moaned theatrically. “It’s like melted lava inside me, mate.”

“So you’re a cooked marshmallow?” Jex muttered between the light kisses Matt was giving him. He needed more than the teasing. Already his skin was hot, his cock throbbed. He hated the teasing. Jex needed more… rubbing, thrusting, harder!

“Cooked Marshmallow?” Matt pulled back, apparently, finally, thinking around his own cock to what Jex had said.

“Shut up, man.” Jex laughed. “How can I think with my cock this hard?”

Matt burst out into laughter. Jex shifted back as Matt’s weight transferred onto his knees, since he’d straddled Jex sometime during the kiss.



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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


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. ( 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.


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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.


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Publisher: LT3 Press –

Cover Artist: London Burden

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

ImposterinZebraStripedBriefsFS (1)Author Name: C.C. Dado

Book Name: Imposter in Zebra-striped Briefs

Series: The Seattle Chronicles

Book: Two (can be read as a standalone)

 Release Date: July 1, 2015


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.



Pages or Words: 22,810 words


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


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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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.


Where to find the author:


Goodreads Link

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Dreamspinner Press

Tour Dates & Stops:


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EE Montgomery

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MM Good Book Reviews


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Inked Rainbow Reads


Boys on the Brink Reviews


Jessie G. Books


Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words


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BFD Book Blog


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Happily Ever Chapter


Bike Book Reviews


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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.



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:

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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.


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Publisher: Labyrinth Bound Press

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow

Tour Dates & Stops: June 22 – 26, 2015



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Blog Tour, Character Interview, Excerpt, Giveaway: Piece Us Back Together Anthology

PieceUsBackTogetherFSAuthor Names: Raine O’Tierney, L.J. LaBarthe, Cate Ashwood 

Book Names: All That Shimmers (Raine), Swimming With Elephants (L.J.), Red Runs Through (Cate)

Release Dates: May 6, May 13, and May 20





Piece Us Back Together:

Life can seem bleak for people suffering devastating injuries or illnesses of the mind and body, and every day can be a struggle. But sometimes, when hope seems in short supply, they find a reason to keep up the fight. The men in these stories face some of the most difficult challenges imaginable, but fortunately they won’t be facing them alone, because when everything seems darkest, a point of light appears. With compassion, understanding, and love, these hurt souls have a chance to piece the broken parts of their lives and themselves into something strong and beautiful. Love might even be able to mend the most serious wounds of all—those of the heart.


All That Shimmers by Raine O’Tierney

AllThatShimmersLGBeau Bell is a former Olympic hopeful, left paralyzed from the waist down after a car accident. He has every reason in the world to be pissed off and miserable, yet he’s training for the Paralympics Men’s 100m—S6 division. The chair? Just a part of who he is now. Beau’s attitude is golden. If only he could contend with this one little issue: errant erections and no way to relieve them!

Nikša Meríc is a lonely scientist and really bad poet living underneath the old building where he does his research. Every night he watches his neighbor through his basement window as he undresses in his wheelchair. Although there is no apparent reason for Nikša to be unhappy, he’s struggled with depression his whole life and has tried to kill himself on multiple occasions.

When Beau proposes that his “voyeur” come over and help him experiment with the erections he can’t actually feel, the relationship they build is a sexual one. But the relationship they need is one that will heal each other’s heart as well.

Available May 6th, 2015



Swimming With Elephants by L.J. LaBarthe


After suffering a torn rotator cuff in his left shoulder, Garrett believes his life is over. Depressed, bereft, in pain, and unable to return to the career he loves as an arborist, he sees no hope or future for himself. But a trip to Havelock Island in India turns his world upside down. He meets Jai, an Indian nurse, and becomes smitten with him. Near the end of his trip, while swimming with an elephant, he tells Jai how he feels.

After Garrett returns to Australia, he wonders if he can ever be healed of all his pain—physical, emotional, and mental—and fears that love and romance will never be his again. But then Jai turns up in Perth and brings with him astonishing news.

Available May 13th, 2015



Red Runs Through by Cate Ashwood

RedRunsThroughFSCarter McClintock’s life is uncomplicated. For the past five years, he’s spent so much time in hospital scrubs that one day bleeds into the next, and that’s just the way he likes it. That is, until he meets Matthew Nolan. Carter has never had a patient affect him the way Matthew does. During Matthew’s stay in the hospital, the chemistry is unmistakable, and once he is discharged, Carter asks him out.

Despite the obvious attraction between them, Matthew’s HIV status keeps him from handing Carter his heart, refusing to believe anyone could ever truly want him. When Matthew’s past comes to light, their budding relationship is threatened before it has even begun. But Carter isn’t one to give up without a fight and he will do anything to show Matthew the lengths he will go to keep them together.

Pages or Words: Varies by book

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


Garrett was so kind to stop by for a character interview, and I asked him to answer five questions for me:

1) What do you find attractive in a man?
Garrett: Eyes and personality. I heard something about the Egyptians like how eyes were the windows to the soul, and I really reckon they were onto something there, if it’s true they said that. You can learn a lot about a person from looking into their eyes. And if someone’s a knobhead, well, their personality gives it away pretty quick smart, I reckon.

2) The first thing that went through your head when you saw Jai
Garrett: He looked like a Bollywood star and I thought he was going to the island to do some sort of research for a movie or something!

3) Do you think you’ll insist the author visits you again?
Garrett: Nope. I’m good with my pets, my house, my new job and my man. I got my happily ever after and I’m bloody pleased as, me.

4) Before you met your true love, what was your ideal man?
Garrett: I just wanted someone who liked me. It’s easy to say that you love a guy—or gal—but to like that person as well, to be friends as well as lovers? Much harder. So that. Also, not to be lied to or told that I’m a useless bloody cripple. Fuck that noise.

5) You’re going out for dinner. What’s your favorite food?
Garrett: Seafood. Or, as I like to say, I see food, I eat food!

Thank you, Garrett!


Excerpt: Swimming with Elephants by L.J. LaBarthe

Perhaps they could develop a deeper friendship at the very least, and maybe Garrett could come back to India to see Jai. There were a lot of possibilities, after all, and Garrett preferred right then to think of those rather than anything negative.

Baju joined them, his trunk brushing over Garrett’s back and Garret laughed, unable to help himself. “That tickles,” he said to the elephant.

Jai laughed as well. “He is saying hello.”

“He’s awesome. I hope you know that you’re awesome, Baju.” Garrett turned in the water and rested a hand on Baju’s shoulder. “Thank you.”

“He has helped to heal your soul,” Jai said.

“Yeah. Yeah, that’s exactly it. I feel so much happier for having had this experience.”

“There are many kinds of healing,” Jai said. “Some of them cannot be put into words.”

Garrett nodded, feeling peace wash over him once more. Here in the warm sea water, touching a large Indian elephant and feeling the elephant’s trunk on his shoulders, beside a man he had feelings for, he had found his little piece of pure joy, and nothing and no one could take this away from him. It would be a memory he would treasure forever.


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Raine O’Tierney

Raine O’Tierney lives outside of Kansas City with her husband, fellow Dreamspinner Press author, Siôn O’Tierney. When she’s not writing, she’s either asleep, or fighting the good fight for intellectual freedom at her library day job. Raine believes the best thing we can do in life is be kind to one another, and she enjoys encouraging fellow writers! Writing for 20+ years (with the last 10 spent on M/M) Raine changes sub-genres to suit her mood and believes all good stories end sweetly. Contact her if you’re interested in talking about point-and-click adventure games or about which dachshunds are the best kinds of dachshunds!





L.J. LaBarthe

L.J. LaBarthe is a French-Australian woman, who was born during the Witching Hour, just after midnight. From this auspicious beginning, she went on to write a prize-winning short story about Humpty Dumpty wearing an Aussie hat complete with corks dangling from it when she was six years old. From there, she wrote for her high school yearbook, her university newspaper, and, from her early teens to her twenties, produced a fanzine about the local punk rock music scene. She loves music of all kinds and was once a classical pianist; she loves languages and speaks French and English and a teeny-tiny smattering of Mandarin Chinese, which she hopes to relearn properly very soon. She enjoys TV, film, travel, cooking, eating out, abandoned places, urbex, history, and researching.

L.J. loves to read complicated plots and hopes to do complex plot lines justice in her own writing. She writes paranormal, historical, urban fantasy, and contemporary Australian stories, usually m/m romance and featuring m/m erotica. She has won a Rainbow Awards Honorable Mention and another award for Best Historical Gay Novel.

L.J. lives in the city of Adelaide, and is owned by her cat.






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Cate Ashwood

Cate Ashwood wrote her very first story in a hot-pink binder when she was in the second grade and found her passion for writing. Her first successful foray into romance writing came five years later when she wrote her best friend, who was experiencing a case of unrequited love, her own happily ever after.

Cate’s life has taken a number of different and adventurous roads. She now lives a stone’s throw from the ocean, just outside of Vancouver, British Columbia with her husband, her brand new little boy, and her two cats. Her life is filled with family and friends, travel, and, of course, books.




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Tourstop, Interview, Review, Giveaway: Cliff’s Edge by Laura Harner

CliffsEdge_1600x2400Author Name: Laura Harner

Book Name: Cliff’s Edge

Series: Willow Springs Ranch

Book number: 7


Release Date: April 22, 2015



Navy SEALs Cliff “Snides” Snyder and Ryan “Rhino” Matthews have been moving comfortably in each other’s worlds for two decades. Best friends since attending BUDs twenty years earlier, and despite playing for different teams, they’re often accused of acting like an old married couple—much to their amusement.

Assigned to shore duty for his final tour before retirement and without Ryan to anchor him, Cliff’s restlessness leads him to a local club and hands-on research that leaves him in a compromising position and a witness to murder—signaling the abrupt end of his Navy career. Needing a place to lay low and lick his wounds, Cliff visits his old friends at the Willow Springs Ranch while he considers making cowboy his new job title.

After six long months on deployment, Rhino returns to San Diego—only to discover Cliff’s gone dark and the unlikely words ‘poor judgment’ are hanging in the air. Despite the offer of a prestigious assignment, Ryan opts to track down his best friend first and finds him at the WSR…along with more questions than he ever expected. With the most coveted orders for a SEAL dangling, twenty years of service under his belt, and Cliff determined to move on without him, decisions must be made.

Ryan is certain he has the perfect solution going forward, but Cliff knows he must face the fallout of his actions alone—and the one thing he’s determined to do is protect Ryan from making the biggest mistake of his career—even if it costs Cliff everything. You know what they say—the only easy day was yesterday.

Pages or Words: 38,000 words

Categories: Bisexual, Contemporary, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Mystery, Western/Cowboy, Military

My Review: There are a lot of sweet love stories out there. This isn’t one of them. This is a fucking hot love-story.  Beautifully written, with twists that had me turning the pages, and a love as deep as it can get, held me the book captured until the last page

Laura captures the attraction and love between these two hot Navy SEALs, without ever softening anything. Oh, and not to forget, look at that cover! It’s gorgeous!

5 ***** stars out of 5


*I was given an ARC in exchange for a honest review*


And here’s my interview with Laura:

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

Laura: Hi there, thanks for having me! I’m here today talking about Cliff’s Edge, Book #7 of the Willow Springs Ranch Series. I’ve been writing for about seven years now, and have written 51 novels, novellas, and short stories, published in over 60 books and collections. (That’s actually very hard for me to believe!)

Before I started writing I had careers in the Navy, the National Park Service, and the Bureau of Land Management—and you’ll probably catch a bit of that experience in many of my books.

What genres do you enjoy writing in?

Laura: I think it depends on how we’re defining genres—I believe the traditional publishing world’s definitions are changing rapidly, because readers don’t like to get pigeonholed. With the increase in indie authors out there publishing, more books cross over and make exciting new combinations of romance, fantasy, mystery, etc.

Which of course now makes the question that much harder to answer, lol. I write M/M, M/F, and polyamorous combinations of the above. So take those pairings and triplings, and put them into contemporary settings, add a dash of suspense, and I’m a happy writer. Cowboys, Highlanders, urban fantasy…all are fantastic places to wander.

What was the hardest part about writing this book?

Laura: Hmm…I think the most difficult part was keeping Ryan from taking over. He’s a toppy bastard who feels the need to take charge wherever he is. Although Ty…sheesh, what a mother hen he’s turned into. He’s not happy unless he fixes whatever he perceives is broken.

What did you enjoy most about writing your book?

Laura: Oh, definitely the chance to tell a friends-to-lover story when it was the “straight” guy doing the pursuing.

What cultural value do you see in writing?

Laura: When people read, if you do your job right, they suspend their belief in the real world for a while as they visit the one you’ve created for them. A book can transport that reader to a new reality, give them the opportunity to experience other cultures, ages, genders, orientations, etc. Even in fantasy with mythical creatures, the ability to shift perspectives is there. I think anytime we have a chance to walk in another’s shoes, it broadens our view of humanity. That probably sounds horribly pretentious, but I do believe the more exposure you have to cultures different than your own, the more tolerant you become of difference in others. Books can help people appreciate and celebrate those differences.

What is your favorite positive saying?

Laura: Do I have one? *stares into space, thinking hard*

“That didn’t work…let’s try it a different way.”

I suppose it’s more of an attitude, but I’m just not very willing to give up on an idea if I love it. I have a ‘try, try, again’ perspective on life.

Thanks again for having me, and for the interesting questions. It’s always a pleasure to visit with friends. If you’re new to me as a reader, I invite you to try Ty Hard, Book #1 of the WSR series, available free at all major retailers. If you’re a long-time reader, then I thank you, and I hope I never fail to entertain!



Cliff stumbled a little in the dark of his bedroom, reluctant to turn on the lights and ruin his night vision. It had been a long while since he’d had so much to drink—or felt so relaxed. There was definitely something to be said about being on the WSR, away from anyone who might know him or what he did for a living.

In their careers, it was conceivable they could be targeted for one of their field actions or just by virtue of being Navy SEALs. Just like the cops who’d enjoyed harassing him once they’d discovered his profession. Some people needed to try to knock down others to feel good about themselves. But here? He and Ryan were just a couple more guys.

He stripped to his boxers and tossed his jeans onto the chair before pulling back the covers on the king-sized bed. A shudder raced up his spine, and for just a moment, he remembered the frustration and helplessness of the situation when he’d been trapped on the other bed…listening to those fucking punks. His stomach clenched at the thought of Gentry and Draco. Their bodies had been removed by the time the cops saw fit to release him from the alcove, but he’d never forget listening to their last moments or the blood that soaked the floor when he’d been led through the office to the stairs. Ryan would eventually ask for details about how they died—especially Draco, since they’d been friends—but they’d both learned to compartmentalize death a long time ago.

That didn’t mean they weren’t affected by loss, but there was a time and a place to mourn, to say good-bye, and it wasn’t while the battle raged. Despite several warnings from the DA and lead investigator, Cliff would like nothing more than to hunt down those gangbangers and make them pay…and Ryan would be more than happy to help. He recognized the danger in those thoughts, as well.

Blowing out a breath at the loss of his mellow mood of a few minutes ago, Cliff moved silently on bare feet to open the bedroom door and listened. The quiet murmur of television voices from behind Ryan’s door would mask any noise he might make. Hell, Rhino was probably passed out on his bed already.

Cliff padded to the refrigerator, considered then dismissed the idea of another beer. He had a long drive ahead of him in the morning. Grabbing a bottle of water instead, he drank half down in one long pull.

Turning, he found Ryan standing near the counter, watching him. With the moonlight streaming in through the window providing the only illumination, his friend’s face was difficult to read, but his naked body was a little hard to miss.

“Want some?” Cliff held the bottle of water in Ryan’s direction.

With a nod, Ryan took the bottle and finished it off. With a perfect aim, even in the near total darkness, he tossed the empty into the wastebasket. “And the crowd goes wild.”

“Idiot,” Cliff said, opening the fridge for two more bottles of water. Once again passing a bottle to Ryan, he started to head back to the bedroom. Ryan’s hand on his arm stopped him.

“I…uh…had a good time tonight.” Ryan’s words weren’t slurred, but there was a lazy cadence beneath the stilted delivery that spoke of too much tequila.

“Yeah, me too. Ty and Cass are good folk. They’ve made this place a good home for a lot of guys who needed a fresh start.”

“Is that what you’re thinking of doing? A fresh start out here as some kind of cowboy? ’Cause, man…I could see the attraction. You out here surrounded by all those hot guys—I mean obviously not the couples, but there were at least half of them in there single, right?”

Cliff laughed softly at Ryan’s concern for his love life. “Yeah…sorry about that. I didn’t even think about how you might have felt…surrounded by all those guys.” He studied Ryan’s face. “You weren’t offended, right? I mean you’ve been to gay clubs with me and it’s never bothered you…”

“Offended? Nah…why would I be? You never were offended at the straight clubs, right?” His hand tightened on Cliff’s forearm, and he seemed to weave a little on his feet.

“Hey, Rhino, come on. You need to get some sleep—”

“Are we having a bromance?” Ryan blurted.

“A bromance?” Cliff laughed, and Ryan’s eyes narrowed. Oh boy, never laugh at a drunk who thinks he’s making an important point.

“Yeah, a bromance. Where two guys hang out all the time, like the same shit, would probably fuck each other if they were both gay—or if one of them was female.”

Fighting off more laughter, Cliff nodded. “Sure, you can call it that. Come on, princess, let’s get you to bed.”

Ryan didn’t yield when Cliff tried to pull his arm free in order to lead him toward the bedrooms. “What do you think? Should I take the orders?”

“What, are you nuts? You’ve been waiting for those orders your whole career.”

“Yeah, that’s the problem…my whole career.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“You’re not the only one eligible to retire. Just because you had two years prior service in the Marines before you joined the Navy, you’ve got more time in service than me, but yeah…it’s been twenty years this month. I don’t know if I want one more tour. That’s another four or five years, in order to retire at the new pay grade I’d no doubt pick up in the next year or two.

“True, but it’s also more money when you do retire. And, Rhino…it’s Six.” He referred to the DEVGRU unit by their unofficial name, hoping to jar a little sense into his friend.

Squeezing his arm a little, Ryan leaned in, as if imparting a great secret. “You should be there.”

Cliff shook his head. “That’s done. We don’t even need to think about it. I just gotta figure what I want to do next.”

“See, Snides…that’s the thing. If I have to wait another four or five years before I retire and you move on, you’re going to get too fucking far ahead. I don’t like that. ’Sides, that’d mean no more football or watching NCIS. You’d get to see all the episodes of So You Think You Can Dance without me telling you how gay that is.”

“Ha, now I know you’re drunk. We only watch that because you like the women’s skimpy outfits. You probably need to quit hanging out with me and spend the next six months of your training cycle finding the right little woman and getting laid on a regular basis. Hell, get a wife! Then you’ll be all set for retirement when you’re done with the next tour. She can cook your sorry ass dinner, wash your clothes… Yep…you need a wife.”

“Fuck that shit. I’d sooner fuck you than ever get married again. In fact—”

Time seemed to stop, as if they both needed a moment to absorb the truth of those words.

“Careful what you wish for, Ryan,” Cliff said, his voice a ragged whisper. His cock went rock hard, ignoring every warning he could throw out that this wasn’t going to happen. Ryan was drunk, and they both were horny, but this was a line neither of them needed to cross. Too much was at stake for a little temporary relief. Guilt and regret could kill a friendship.

Even as all the reasons they needed to walk away raced through his mind, the moment stretched. For once Cliff had no idea what Ryan was thinking. Cliff started to pull his arm away again. Rhino shifted his grip and guided their joined hands to brush over Ryan’s hard cock.

“Not going here with you, Ry. Not worth a friendship.”

“Won’t cost anything. You weren’t wrong to try it, you know.”

“Try? What are you—”

Ryan’s hand closed around Cliff’s erection. “To try a little bondage. To let someone else take control.”

Cliff jerked his hips to free his cock. “Is that what you think? That I enjoyed lying there while—”

“Don’t be stupid, Cliff. Of course not—not that night—not there. But here? Oh yeah…suck my cock, baby. Come on, we both want this tonight.”

Ryan didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about. Sure Cliff had been at Draco’s to find out more about the lifestyle. Ryan above everyone should know that even though they played on different teams, they were both dominant men, both used to being in absolute control. He had to make Ryan shut up, to stop this foolishness before he said things they’d both regret come morning.

Twisting roughly away, he body slammed Ryan against the wall. A small smile lingered over the other man’s mouth, and Cliff bent in, not to taste it, and definitely not to feel those familiar lips pressed against his…but to wipe away the knowing, mocking smile.

Their mouths crashed together, a fusion of teeth and tongues, of malty beer and tart tequila, and an underlying touch of cinnamon. With his hands pressed to the wall on either side of Ryan’s head, Cliff leaned down, taking advantage of their height difference. Ryan’s face tilted up, his hands sliding over Cliff’s bare chest to pinch his nipples.

Ahhh…he wanted to shout. Fire raced through his nerves as the little buds burned and the heat streaked straight to his cock and tightened his balls. Ryan took advantage of Cliff’s momentary distraction and snaked an arm up, his fingers twisting in Cliff’s hair and holding him tight while he plundered Cliff’s mouth. With his pulse thundering erratically, he lost himself in Ryan’s kiss. Closing his eyes, he leaned into Ryan, their hips brushed together and a hard cock pressed against his. Ryan’s tongue slid over Cliff’s, teased the roof of his mouth, teeth scraping over lips. Cliff moaned as desire built.

Ryan gave another hard tweak to his nip then scraped his nails through Cliff’s chest hair and up to his shoulder to apply a not-so-subtle downward pressure. Using his hair like a handle, he pulled Cliff’s head back from the kiss.

“Now, Cliff, baby. I want you on your knees.” He released Cliff’s hair and started pressing down. “You’ve always said no one can give a better blow job than another man…show me.”

They were almost the same height, just a couple of inches separating them, but right now, the way Rhino looked at him, pushed at him to drop to his knees and bend to his will, was fucking sexy. The two of them had been friends for twenty years, yet this was a road they’d never even remotely discussed traveling together.

A distant part of his mind sensed the danger, worried their friendship wouldn’t survive the morning light if he capitulated, but damn… Cliff had never seen Ryan like this. Commanding bordering on arrogant? Sure—but never aimed in his direction. It had always been the two of them together…going through training, facing battle, taking out bad guys. Either of them could quell the arguments of others with a look. When they walked into a room of civilians, people stared. They’d both been told their confidence was sexy…

Why was Cliff only seeing this side of Ryan now? Was it all drink? That made no sense—they’d been drunk together plenty of times. Seen each other naked a thousand times. Hell—they’d seen each other hard, too. He could recall quite clearly the apartment they’d shared fresh out of BUDs and—and the night Rhino had overlooked the lanyard hanging on Cliff’s door and stumbled in to catch sight of Cliff’s dick shoved down some guy’s throat. Ryan had teased him for weeks before Cliff finally told him guys really knew what another man wanted. The sonofabitch was using his own words against him.

The horny ass had just come off mission and probably needed to get off and didn’t care who sucked him. Or was there something more?

For fuck’s sake. I can’t just stand here all night thinking about it.

Ryan’s eyelids were heavy, almost lazy as he blinked up at him, and his mouth curved up on one side, as if he’d been following Cliff’s jumbled thoughts. He pressed down once again, and this time, Cliff followed the silent direction and dropped to his knees, ignoring the sexy as sin moan of satisfaction from Ryan when he thought he’d won.

There was nothing subtle about the way he drew the tip of Ryan’s cock into his mouth. He wrapped his lips around the fat, leaking tip and got his first salty taste as he sucked hard…almost too hard.

Ryan dragged in a breath, then grabbed Cliff’s hair, holding him in place for a long minute. Finally, he placed his palms on Cliff’s cheeks and tilted his face, a silent command to look up. When he did, Cliff inhaled sharply at the hungry, almost possessive look.

Ryan’s eyes narrowed as he traced his thumbs over Cliff’s mouth, his lips stretched around the heavy swollen cock. “That’s not the way this is going to go, Cliff. This isn’t a race, and nobody’s being punished. Show me you want this, baby…”

Fuck. If Ryan called him baby one more time with that little growl in his voice, Cliff might just fucking shoot right here and now.

Closing his eyes in order to break whatever spell Ryan wove over the two of them, Cliff slowly started to move, savoring the taste and feel of Ryan’s shaft before pulling off with a wet pop. He buried his face between Ryan’s legs, forcing him to widen his stance. He pressed against the coarse hair at Ryan’s groin with his fingers, thumbs behind his balls, creating a perfect frame with his hands. Nuzzling in for a moment, he captured the unique smell of Ryan, breathing deeply, memorizing. Drawing his sac forward, Cliff dragged his tongue over the sensitive skin, following the wrinkles and ridges, using the pattern of Ryan’s ragged breathing to guide his movements. He pulled one of the orbs gently into his mouth and sucked, enjoying the way Ryan moaned for him. Cliff repeated the process then took the whole sac into his mouth, his cheeks stretched to their limits, tongue separating the fragile balls, massaging, teasing.

Ryan’s knees wobbled a little when Cliff released his sac to move back up his cock, laving, stroking.

“That’s it…good. So good,” Ryan murmured, his voice like black velvet.

A thrill of excitement swirled low in Cliff’s belly at Ryan’s tone. Nothing in his life could have prepared him for this—the forbidden thrill of taking his best friend in his mouth, making him weak with need. He moved his mouth faster, licking up drops of pre-cum with his own moan of pleasure.

Ryan’s big hand wrapped around the back of his neck, pulling him forward, encouraging him to take more, pushing his hips forward in time to Cliff’s sucking. His heart thundered uncontrollably as Ryan continued to encourage him with “Yeah, baby” and “So good.”

The dialogue would have sounded cheesy in a porn video, but the endearments seemed to go right to Cliff’s dick. He worked a hand inside his boxers, stroking himself as he continued to suck and lick Ryan. His gaze traveled up Ryan’s hard body, caressing each curve and swell of the chiseled pecs and tight abs. He knew the brutal workouts that put each of those muscles in place. For years they’d worked side by side as they sweated and pushed each other, dragged each other through sand and water. They’d held each other and cried when they’d lost their first teammate. And the second…

They’d stared into each other’s eyes, and with no need to speak their thoughts aloud, had shared both agony and exhilaration. Now, he was here, on his knees, and taking his best friend somewhere he’d never been before—and dear lord, don’t let it be something that would cost them both.

“Stay right here, Cliff—focus on me,” Ryan said. The hand in his hair tightened, then he was held in place as Ryan pushed deeper, cutting off Cliff’s breath for half a second—just long enough to let him know who was in control of this blow job.

“Just like that, Cliff. Going to do it again—”

Cliff’s throat spasmed around the thick cock as Ryan repeated the move, holding him in place longer, his prick deeper than the last time.

“So good, baby. Don’t stop,” Ryan ordered.

Wrapping one hand around Ryan’s ass, Cliff took him again, pulling Ryan forward, groaning as the fist in his hair tightened, holding him captive until his eyes stung with the need to breathe.

“One more time,” Ryan said, only giving Cliff a moment to suck in another breath. He shoved his cock deep, his legs trembling with the effort it took to remain upright, even propped against the wall.

When he released Cliff this time, he could have sworn Ryan whispered, “Good boy,” which given he was both older and bigger, made no sense. Bobbing his mouth more quickly now, a raw noise ripped from his throat as Ryan pistoned into his mouth. Cliff’s fist flew over his own cock as he dug his fingers into the fleshy globe of Ryan’s ass, encouraging him to go faster, pound harder.

The muscles beneath his fingers grew impossibly tight as Ryan lost his rhythm and his breath rushed out in a harsh grunt. Hot cum coated his tongue and spurted down his throat, the first shot all it took to trigger his own release. They finished on gasping moans of mutual pleasure.

“Fuck, yeah,” Ryan sighed. He looped his hands under Cliff’s pits and dragged him up into a quick, hard kiss. He stroked Cliff’s dick through his wet boxers, as if he’d actually intended to do anything about it. When he found evidence of Cliff’s release, he gave a light squeeze.

“Hmm…we might need to work on your control next time.” There was a hint of laughter in his voice, and Cliff was painfully reminded of just how much Ryan had to drink earlier.

There wasn’t a chance in hell his best friend would forget what they’d just done, but there was very little room for doubt how this would play out. This was the beginning of the end of a friendship that meant more than any quick blow job. No fuck was worth the price he’d just paid. Cliff twisted away, mumbled a quick good night, then retreated to his room. The lock made a satisfying click as it turned.

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Laura lives on waterfront property in Arizona because she’s always wanted to be an oxymoron. She once enjoyed hobbies such as gardening and travel—now the characters in her head compel her to tell their stories, so she writes. (It doesn’t actually help quiet the voices—but it keeps the folks in the white jackets at bay.)

She shares her home with an ever-revolving cast of characters—some of whom are actually real—and is living her dream of building her own version of the Willow Springs Ranch.

With nearly sixty published novels and novellas, Laura is an international bestselling author of erotic romances, romantic suspense, urban fantasy, and Highland romances. Her books can be found at all major online retailers.


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Tour Stop, Review, Giveaway: Get Off My Case by Lisa Oliver

Badge-8Please welcome Lisa Oliver on my blog today. She was kind enough to answer some questions about her new release and her writing.

Welcome, Lisa. Congratulations to your release. Let’s start with the first question:

Which book are you reading currently?

Hello and thank you for hosting me on your blog today J. I read two to three books everyday so my answer can change from one hour to the next. I have just finished reading three books by Barbara Elsborg – Falling, Every Move He Makes and With or Without Him.

Is there a new author who’s caught your interest?

Barbara Elsborg is a new author to me and yes I will be reading more of her work.


Ms. Elsborg writes quite gritty stories, and I am not usually one for angst, and things like that. But there is something really compelling about the way she writes and conveys emotion that gets me hooked every time.  I am literally begging for the men’s HEA by the end of the books.

How do you pick your books? Cover, blurb, ratings?

To read? Cover attracts me, definitely, and I do like to read the blurb. If there is something in the blurb that niggles me a bit, for example I won’t read books with cheating in, then I will check out the reviews to see if anyone else has picked up on it. To date I have read over 2000 M/M books in all sorts of sub-genres and only been disappointed about five times.

And a few questions about your writing.

How’s your writing process?

My writing process is very well thank you J. I try and write every single day – yes, I am one of those authors that doesn’t have a life. But honestly I love my stories and my characters so I am always keen to get on the computer every day. I start ever day reading – I find it a good way to separate my mind from the day to day living concerns, and it sets my mind up for the writing part of my day. Most days I write from about lunchtime until 5.30pm and then I watch Bewitched (I love older television programs). Every day, before I write, I edit the work I wrote the day before. This helps to remind me of where my story is going and how my characters are feeling.

How much do you write on a given day?

I try to write 3000 words per day. Some days that is harder to do than others, but I always try and write something. When I am getting close to the end of the book my writing day goes to hell, because I just keep writing. At those times I can do between 5K and 10K in a day – although I am usually absolutely tired out the next day.


Thank you for taking your time to answer the questions.

Thank you for having me on your blog. It’s been lovely to spend time with you.


And this is Lisa’s new release, Get Off My Case:

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Author Name: Lisa Oliver


Book Name: Get Off My Case


Release Date: December, 2014




The first 20,000 words of this story were published as a free read for the Goodreads MMRomance Group Love’s Landscapes Project. 49,000 words have been added to make this into the book my characters wanted it to be.

Shane West was used to being the only wolf shifter at the Stockton Police Department. His enhanced senses helped him do his job efficiently and he prided himself on keeping control of his animal instincts. Gay from the first day he’d shifted, he also expected to live his long life alone, and provided it meant that he didn’t have to come into contact with any of his ex-pack, he told himself he was happy. And he was. Until Dimitri Polst was assigned as his new partner.

Confirmed ladies man, Dimitri Polst knew Shane from before he’d ever shifted into his wolf form. Two years older and from the same pack, Dimitri had made it his teenage mission to bring as much pain and humiliation to pretty-boy Shane as possible. But years later, he searched for that pretty boy, now all grown up, with a completely different mission in mind.

Being fated mates was hard enough, but when one man is straight and the other one has no reason to trust, then sparks are bound to fly. Add in a serial killer who is making inroads into the gay population and a possible shifter involvement, and Shane and Dimitri have a lot of thing to overcome before they get their HEA.


Pages or Words: 69,777 words


Categories: Erotica, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance



By the time Dimitri had got to the back door of the club he knew his wolf was close to the surface. He could feel his eyes changing and the hair on his arms start to tingle. It was only through sheer force of will that he stopped the change completely. Must not shift in front of humans, he tried to remind himself as he searched the dark alley, sniffing for his mate’s unique scent. There, deep in the shadows. The young blond was wrapped around Shane’s waist and neck like he belonged there.

Growling loudly Dimitri strode over to where the two men were hidden, his hands changing into claws as he itched to grab the little interloper and tear his body to inch sized bloody pieces. He couldn’t and wouldn’t hurt his mate, but he could and definitely would shred the little blond until he wasn’t a threat to Dimitri’s mating again.

“Dimitri, stop damn it!” Shane called out in a low voice as he carefully wound the young blond’s arms from his neck. “This is not what you think.”

Dimitri stopped himself, just, and watched as Shane spoke in a low voice in CJ’s ear and then gave him some money. CJ looked up at Dimitri and scowled at him and then took off back into the club. Shane flung out his arm and grabbed Dimitri by his belt loops and smashed him into the same wall he had been leaning on while he was entangled in his blond. But Shane’s eyes weren’t full of passion, Dimitri noticed. His mate was pissed off with him, big time.

“You just cost me some valuable information, fuck wit. Now what the hell did you think you were doing?” Shane snarled at him in a low voice.

“Is that how you get all of your information, detective,” Dimitri snarled right back. “By giving sexual favors to your tipsters?” Fuck, with Shane so close Dimitri could barely breathe. His cock was so hard in his jeans that it hurt and he couldn’t break his stare with his mate. Man, this guy was awesome when he was angry.

Shane tipped his head to the side and then took in a deep breath, obviously smelling Dimitri’s arousal. For a moment he looked confused, but that expression was gone in an instant and Shane’s angry gaze was back again. He leaned in flush against Dimitri’s body and growled softly in his ear, “CJ is an informant of mine. He’s been beaten before for talking to the wrong people and I don’t want to see my friend in hospital. We act like a hookup so he will be safe, asshole. So don’t go judging what you don’t understand.”

“But you’ve fucked him, right?” Dimitri regretted the words the instant they came out of his mouth as he watched a flash of pure murderous intent race across his mate’s hard face.

“Not that it’s any of your business, fuckwit, but I have never done anything sexually with CJ or any of my informants. Unlike you, I have standards.” Dimitri knew Shane was referring to the fact that when Dimitri was still in school he used to fuck anything in a skirt regardless of who it was. With his jock reputation and good looks he never lacked for girls willing to lift those skirts and give him what he wanted.

But right now Dimitri didn’t care that Shane was angry with him, or that he might have fucked up an investigation. Shane was leaning on him, chest to chest, but had kept his groin area away from Dimitri. And Dimitri was so turned on he couldn’t think. He needed friction on his cock and he needed it now. He reached out and grabbed Shane by his hips and pulled the man’s groin into his. Both men groaned as their dual erections nudged each other and Dimitri rocked into Shane looking for more.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” Shane snarled. Dimitri could see Shane’s eyes were blown with lust and the man was panting softly. Against his cock, Shane’s sizable erection nudged his and for the first time in his life Dimitri wanted to see another man’s cock. But not just any cock – Shane’s.

“I haven’t got a clue,” Dimitri said honestly, his own deep voice raspy with lust, “But I know I like it.”


My Review: I haven’t read the shorter version of this story, but I can’t imagine the book being shorter. These two men have so much to work through, they need a novel to sort out their feelings. I really enjoyed reading the book, even if I wasn’t too fond of Dimitri at first. Shane is a really nice guy, but he got hurt badly in the past, and he has absolutely no reason to trust Dimitri, even if he wants to.

Dimitri is kind of an ass sometimes, but he works hard to change that, though, and in the end I cheered for him to love Shane as much as he deserves.

A hot, sexy shifter story, and if you’re into dominant alpha males, you’ll love this book.

Four **** stars out of Five.

*I received an ARC in exchange for a honest review*


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About the author:

Lisa Oliver had been writing non-fiction books for years when visions of half dressed, buff men started invading her dreams. Unable to resist the lure of her stories, Lisa decided to switch to fiction books, and now stories about her men clamor to get out from under her fingertips.

When Lisa is not writing, she is usually reading with a cup of tea always at hand. Her grown children and grandchildren sometimes try and pry her away from the computer and have found that the best way to do it, is to promise her chocolate. Lisa will do anything for chocolate.

Lisa loves to hear from her readers and other writers. You can friend her on Facebook here, or email her directly at



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Blog Tour and Guestpost: Crossed Hearts by Kimber Vale

Please welcome Kimber Vale on my blog today. She tells me ten things she wants to learn to do.

  1. Photo manipulation. I’ve always enjoyed art and am fairly competent with computers, but despite having taken an intro to Gimp class, I’m still woefully deficient when it comes to using that or Photoshop.
  2. Do fancier knitting. I used to knit pants and diaper covers for my youngest a few years ago. I never advanced beyond that, though. I’d love to master more intricate stitches than simple knit/purl.
  3. Try out that sushi making kit I got as a wedding gift eons ago.
  4. Write a horror novel so my dad can read it. He keeps telling me he wants to read one of my books, and then I assure him they won’t be his cup of tea, and then he tells me he’s seen all kinds of crazy shit in his lifetime—he can handle it. Then I tell him I don’t think I can handle him reading it.
  5. Change a light fixture. Electricity scares me, but I have swapped out a light switch before, so I think I could handle the light fixture thing. It’s just a matter of watching YouTube videos and not electrocuting myself. What’s the big deal?
  6. Build a waterfall that circulates around my fish pond (and make my pond deeper).
  7. Play my guitar.
  8. About a billion crafts on Pinterest.
  9. A Tough Mudder race.
  10. Creating an insane haunted house for Halloween with different themed rooms, each more terrifying than the last. Basically making little kids cry and being known as the owner of “that house.”


And here’s Kimber’s newest release:

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One heart’s been broken. The other is secondhand.

Kory Vansant doesn’t deserve to be alive.

As time sucks him dry of energy, sapping the final ounces of strength from his congenitally enlarged heart, he’s forced to end his career as Kory Kent, porn star. Staring down death, he questions his life choices and prays for a miracle. For another chance at life, he vows to change who he is at his core.

His prayers are answered. A perfect heart now beats in his chest, but it comes at a heavy price. The donor is an innocent young man cut down far too prematurely.

Kory’s blemished history and his donor’s spotless past are far from ideal matches.

As his debts skyrocket, Kory can’t help but think his resolve to walk the high road is being tested. After he meets the adorable Will Squire at the gravesite they both visit, he’s doubly damned because there’s no way he can keep up his end of the bargain. What happens when a man breaks a deal with a higher power?

Will often prefers the company of the dead to that of the living. Following a bad breakup, he pours himself into his two jobs—funeral director at his uncle’s mortuary and part-time paramedic. He’s drawn ever closer to Kory, as if fate sticks her fickle hand in and pushes them together like two unlikely puzzle pieces. But sometimes history can’t be buried, and maybe divine intervention isn’t always right. Will discovers everyone is imperfect, no matter how pretty the outer package, and opening one’s heart is never easy, but can be oh, so worth the pain.

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Bio: K. Vale writes erotic romance of all stripes, from hot hetero to mouthwatering manlove. Find her MF work published under Kimber Vale. Come for the sex. Stay for the story. Stalk Kimber on Facebook and Twitter @KimberVale, and check her site for updates, new releases, and freebies at .


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