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~Release Blitz~Long Shot (Hoops #1) by Kennedy Ryan~Giveaway, Review & Excerpt~


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30555412Title: Long Shot 
Author: Kennedy Ryan
Series: Hoops #1
Page Count: 306 pages
Genre(s): Romance, (A Standalone Basketball Romance)
Release Date: March 21, 2018
Reviewer: ~Wendy~
Rating: ✮4.5 Stars✮


Think you know what it’s like being a baller’s girl? You don’t.
My fairy tale is upside down.
A happily never after.
I kissed the prince and he turned into a fraud.
I was a fool, and his love – fool’s gold.
Now there’s a new player in the game, August West. 
One of the NBA’s brightest stars.
Fine. Forbidden. 
He wants me. I want him.
But my past, my fraudulent prince, just won’t let me go.

*Author’s Note:  There are aspects of this story that may be sensitive for some readers.

“This story was brutal truth wrapped in hope, courage and unflinching love. It’s a must-read. It’s a STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND READ THIS NOW kind of book. Don’t hold your breath, this story will steal it from you.” – J. Sterling, NYT Bestselling Author

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35703873Title: KOSTA
Author: M. Eror
Page Count: 200 pages
Genre(s): Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 17, 2018


She is an ordinary girl with ordinary problems: trying to make ends meet, has a horrible boss and is stuck at a job she hates. Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?
On the other hand, she has the best friends in the world. And that isn’t a small thing.
She also has a secret or two.
She always wanted to work at KOPA ‒ one of the most thriving companies in the city ‒ and she just found out that they are hiring. It looks like she’s finally had a stroke of luck. And, just like that, her life changes.
But then…she runs into him. Although reason tells her to flee, her whole being is pulled toward him. And the inevitable happens ‒ she gets involved in a passionate romance with the man of her dreams.
There is only one question. Is she strong enough to survive Kosta?

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~Chapter Reveal~More Than My Words (Guarding the Gods #3) by Ann Lister~


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More Than My Words by Ann Lister

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38457008Title: More Than My Words
Author: Ann Lister
Series: Guarding the Gods #3
Page Count: 293 pages
Genre(s): M/M, Romance
Release Date: February 28, 2018


Mason Foxworth has spent the last several months recovering from injuries he received doing personal security while on tour during the horrific fire in Germany. He’d been hitting his stride professionally when he fell through the floor that night, and now his life had been reduced to weekly appointments with physical therapists and various doctors while everyone else around him seemed to have moved on. 
He felt useless and alone, and the worst part of it, the physical scarring left behind on his legs from the burns had ruined his self-esteem. Who would want him now, when he was so damaged inside and out and he had nothing much to contribute? He didn’t have a lot of friends and his co-workers felt it was safer to keep Mason at a desk in the office doing paperwork, rather than out in the field doing security. Mason wanted to get that status changed before he lost the last threads of his sanity, and the main obstacle in his way was a bum leg that was taking far too long to heal. 
Tessler is an enigma in the sci-fi literary world. A young, reclusive author, known for the mystery swirling around him, he realizes he’s lost any real joy in his life when he suddenly starts to feel the strange emotion pumping through his veins. Barely beyond the age of twenty-five and he’s already made more money than most see in a lifetime, but Tessler feels empty within himself and also inside his two-story, meticulously renovated warehouse in the burbs of Los Angeles. What made him this way must remain the mystery it is, or he feels he’ll lose the empire he’s created. But meeting a man he feels could bring all his pieces together is challenging his reasons for anonymity and Tessler suddenly finds himself wanting more from life and from himself. 
Mason wants his life back and Tessler is just looking to have a real life. Can two vastly different men find a way to smooth out their hard edges and blend their lives to offer the one ingredient neither has: love? Personal growth comes in many different shapes and Mason and Tessler have a mountain of it to climb in order to find their HEA.

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More Than My Words~Guarding The Gods~Book 3
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Special Chapter Sneak Peek~Chapter Sixteen


He felt it first in his periphery, just lurking there in the shadows like a criminal waiting for the perfect opportunity to attack. But it was skulking closer. Mason could feel it as the darkness tried to gnaw at him from the inside out. He was fighting so hard to keep those unwelcome sensations tamped down, even using Tessler as a distraction to the panic threatening to swallow him whole.  

Then Tessler was on top of him. His body loomed too close, and the weight on his pelvis was too much. Every scrape of his own clothing against his skin felt like electrical shocks to his system. What had started out feeling blissful was quickly turning into something dark, and Mason was losing his control to stop it from happening.

Beside them the stone pit flamed brightly, as fingers of fire licked around each log and consumed them. The heat from fire began to make Mason sweat, and it felt like his exposed skin was starting to burn. The crackling sounds were getting louder and louder until he was having trouble hearing the dirty things Tessler was saying from above him. Two sharp pops from the fire sent small embers flying through the air towards them on the couch. In that moment, Mason lost his battle with the darkness and he was gone, swept away in a vortex of personal hell playing out inside his head.

“Fire! Fire! I’m on fire!” He heard himself scream the words like they were coming from someone else. His hands frantically slapped at his arms and torso, doing his best to extinguish flames only he could see.

He shoved Tessler off his lap, then wrapped a protective arm around his waist before he hauled them both over the back of the couch to take cover. A second later, they landed together in a heap on the roof deck behind the furniture. “Stay low,” he shouted at Tessler. “We’ll meet the rest of the team over by the back door!”

“Mason!” Tessler screamed. “There’s no fire! You’re safe with me on the roof of my building!”

“Listen to me,” Mason yelled. “We don’t have a lot of time! We’ve got to move out!”

Mason quickly scanned the area looking for a way through the fire, but in his mind it was everywhere, eating away at whatever was in its path. His eyes started to burn from the smoke—oh Jesus, the smoke! Suddenly, there was so much of it choking him, and he began to gasp for his next breath.

“I can’t breathe! I can’t … breathe!” Mason was screaming as loud as his hoarse voice could handle, but it didn’t seem to do any good. The thick smoke clogged his throat and it was suffocating. He started to pull at the collar of his dress shirt to free his airway. Buttons began to pop from his efforts.  “Air! Air! I need to … breathe!” He dragged in elongated intakes of air to ease his burning lungs but nothing seemed to help.

“Mason. Mason.” Tessler said in a calm voice right into his face. “Breathe with me. Nice and slow.”

Seconds passed—maybe minutes, Mason wasn’t sure about much of anything right now, especially time, but then he felt soothing hands holding a cool cloth curled around the back of his neck, then it went across his sweaty forehead in long, slow strokes. The same calm words kept replaying in his head on a loop. Over and over like it was pre-recorded.

“Breathe with me. Please. Nice and slow. Do it with me.”

But who’s voice was that? It didn’t sound like anyone he knew from his team. Mason tried to open his eyes wider to see who it was holding him with such care and tenderness, but he couldn’t see the man’s face clearly through the smoke. So much fucking smoke!  

His fingers reached to touch the man and missed their target, but the voice continued to soothe him. He couldn’t make sense of the whispered words, but the warmth they spread through him made it all feel like a magical dream. He tried to lean into the man to get closer. He felt boneless and so damn tired. The press of lips to his forehead and then to his temple nudged him further away towards sleep and he welcomed it—begged for the escape, anything to end this hell he was living.  

And through it all, those softly spoken words continued to lull him like a song. Over and over, Mason heard them like a chant.

“Breathe with me. You’re going to be fine.”  

Jesus, the words were a much-needed balm to his aching soul. When had simple words ever sounded so fucking beautiful? Sleep. He fucking needed to rest and conserve his energy. This is when his training needed to kick in. Rest and be ready. That’s what a Marine did. When he woke up, the fire crew would be there to rescue them, and he’d be ready to help them get everyone else out.

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Mason woke with a start and sat up quickly to take in his surroundings. Where the fuck am I? He was seated on a floor behind something that looked like a large piece of furniture. In the other direction he saw a man sitting at a table staring at his phone.


Bits and pieces of the night began to flicker through his brain like the sun seeping through the leaves of a tree. He remembered being with Tessler on his roof top having dinner. Then there was a raging fire? He glanced around the area again. No fire. Relief for that hit him at the same time he realized what had happened instead. Logs burning in the fire pit sparked and I freaked out.  

He finger-combed the longer hair on top of his head and kicked off the blanket Tessler must have draped over his legs. The movement caught Tessler’s attention and a moment later, he was kneeling beside Mason on the floor.

“Hey you,” Tessler said with a warm smile.

Mason scrubbed at his face with his big hand. “What time is it?” he asked.

“About twenty minutes after one.”

“Jesus, I am so fucking sorry,” he said quietly.

“Don’t you dare apologize,” Tessler said and cupped the side of his face.

“It’s embarrassing as hell,” Mason said. “That hasn’t happened for a while, so I stupidly thought it was a thing of the past.”

“Panic attack or PTSD?” Tessler asked.

“Starts off as panic and then sometimes I start getting … flashbacks from combat,” Mason explained. “Since I busted up my leg, I’ve had a few flashbacks of being trapped in the fire.”

“I think the fire in the stone pit last night triggered your attack, and for that I feel so bad,” Tessler said. “I should have known better than to have us sit beside the fire. I was going for romantic and ended up putting you through hell.”

“It’s not your fault,” Mason replied. “I don’t want you feeling bad about any of this.”

Mason pulled his legs up and tried to stand. Once again, Tessler was there with a helping hand to get him over to the table where they’d eaten dinner. “How bad was it? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked as he sat in the chair Tessler had pulled out from the table for him.

“It was scary as hell at first,” Tessler admitted.  “I wasn’t sure what was going on until you started talking about the fire and the smoke choking you.”

“Fuck, I feel like a complete idiot.”

“Knock it off,” Tessler said. “You went through hell in that fire, Mase, and combat was another kind of hell all together. No one walks away from shit like that without scars, physically and emotionally.”

Tessler stepped away to the refrigerator and opened the door. Mason watched the light come on inside the appliance and something caught his eye. It appeared to be a cake under a plastic dome and then it hit him.

“When is your birthday?” Mason asked.

Tessler grabbed two bottles of water and then shut the refrigerator door. “Well, technically it was yesterday.”

“And that’s why you wanted me to join you for dinner last night, so we could celebrate, and I fucking blew the whole thing by losing my shit in front of you. Now I feel like an even bigger asshole.”

“It was a spur-of-the-moment thing that I had the girls downstairs make a cake,” Tessler said and handed a bottle of water to Mason. “It doesn’t even say anything on it. It’s just a cake, not a birthday cake—simply dessert.”

Mason caught Tessler’s wrist and pulled him over to straddle his lap. Tessler struggled for only a second before he finally settled carefully onto Mason’s muscled thighs. “Thank you for staying with me and keeping me safe,” he said. “I’m typically alone when those attacks hit, and I know they’re not pretty, so it means a lot that you stuck it out. I’m also sorry for the way I am, but I’m working on making things better for myself, and hopefully one day this shit will be part of my past.”

“I completely understand,” Tessler said.

“Well, if you think this is too much for you to handle, then I’d understand why you wanted to walk the other way, okay? No harm, no foul, and life goes on.”

“Do you really think I wouldn’t want to be with you just because you have PTSD?” Tessler asked in a sharp tone that bordered on annoyance. “I’m not that kind of an asshole.”

“It’s not just the PTSD,” Mason continued. “It’s the issues I have with the scars on my body, and occasionally, I have nightmares, too. Trust me when I say, it’s a lot to deal with.”

“Anything else?” Tessler asked.  

“Nope, I think that about covers it,” Mason said and shook his head. He was thankful for the slight grin on Tessler’s face. It gave him a hint that things just might be okay after all.

Tessler held onto the sides of Mason’s neck. “Look, we’re both broken in different ways, everyone is,” he said, “but maybe we were supposed to meet so we could help each other through some of the bullshit. Ever think of that?”

Mason shrugged. “You’re way too good for me,” he said and smiled.  

“You’re too hard on yourself.” Again, Tessler teased him with that grin.

“I’m a work in progress, and I’m a fighter,” Mason said. “I will overcome this, like everything else, and be stronger for going through it.”

“I have no doubts about that,” Tessler countered. “I think you said you’re seeing a therapist?”

“Yeah, she’s been helping me with all of this shit.”

“Well, that’s a good thing,” Tessler countered. “Give her a call and see her this week so she knows what happened tonight.”

“I will, I promise,” Mason agreed.  

“Would you like a piece of my cake?” Tessler asked with a grin.


“On what?” Tessler questioned.

“Do I get to sing “Happy Birthday” to you?”

“Singing is not allowed,” Tessler said as he stood up from Mason’s lap. “My party. My rules.”

“Way to kill a buzz.”

Tessler laughed as he removed the cake from the refrigerator. He set the container on the work station beside the stove and reached for plates in a cabinet above him and forks from the drawer at his hip. After popping off the plastic dome, he sliced two big pieces of chocolate mousse cake with vanilla buttercream frosting and carried the dessert over to the table, setting a plate down in front of Mason.

Mason latched on to Tessler’s wrist and tugged him down for a kiss before he sat. “Happy Birthday—a few hours late,” he said and smiled.

“Thank you,” Tessler answered somewhat shyly.

They dug into the cake and ate in amicable silence with nothing more than the occasional moan of approval for sound. Mason was licking his fork when a thought occurred to him. “Did your coming home early from vacation have anything to do with your birthday?” he asked Tessler.


“Seriously?” Mason asked in surprise.

Tessler shrugged and swallowed another bite of his gooey, chocolaty confection. “I had the sudden urge to be with someone I cared about on my birthday.”

“Don’t you celebrate with people in Key West every year?” Mason asked.

“Well, sure. There’s usually a small party that happens.”

“Then, you came home specifically to celebrate with me—and not them.” Mason’s smile grew bigger by the second.

Tessler’s eyes hit Mason’s and held. His face looked so serious; his brown eyes were the only reveal to the emotions he was struggling to hide. “In case you haven’t already figured it out, I like you, Mason. I haven’t had this kind of thing with too many people. Okay … I haven’t ever had this with anyone, and that makes it extra—”

“Special? Is that what you were going to say?” Mason interrupted Tessler’s thought with his question.

“I was going to say unique, but special applies, too.”

Mason reached for Tessler’s hand on the table and squeezed it. “I’m with you on all of it,” he admitted. “I also feel this is something really special. It scares me as much as it excites me, and I don’t want to fuck it up.”

“Then, we won’t.”

“Easy for you to say since I’m the one with all the issues,” Mason said.

“And I’m the one with the checkered past,” Tessler countered. “Remember? I told you some shit about myself earlier, so I guess we’re even now.” Tessler quickly swiped his finger through the frosting on the edge of his cake and smeared it on the end of Mason’s nose before he saw it coming. “I guess we both have things about ourselves that are uncomfortable to talk about.”

Mason’s hand went up to wipe the frosting from his face, but Tessler stopped him by kissing the spot instead, then finished the job with his tongue. A moment later, Tessler’s tongue found Mason’s mouth, and he shared the sweetness of the frosting with him as their tongues and lips began to feast.

“Sweet mercy, what you fucking do to me,” Mason said on a moan.

“Care to join me downstairs in my bed?” Tessler asked with an expectant tone.

“It’s kind of late, isn’t it?” Mason asked.

“Maybe if you’re seventy or eighty,” Tessler said. “But you don’t feel that old to me.”

Mason leaned in to kiss Tessler again. Damn, he wanted what Tessler was offering—wanted it so fucking bad, but accepting that invitation led to a whole other list of his issues. He’d already showed Tessler how bad his attacks could be, and apparently, he still wanted to be with him. Would he scare Tessler off completely if he freaked out about getting naked in front of him?

“You’re thinking too hard about this,” Tessler whispered against his lips, “and there’s only one thing about you that I want to be hard right now, and I happen to be sitting on it.” Tessler rocked his hips against Mason’s erection for emphasis. “Do you want to see my room?” 

 “Lead the way.”



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~Guest Post~Running to You by Andrew Grey~


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39213664Title: Running to You
Author: Andrew Grey
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Page Count: 200 pages
Genre(s): M/M, Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 13, 2018


Home, love, and possibilities he never imagined are waiting for Billy Joe to claim them. But first, he needs to escape the horrors of his past. 
A twisted act of cruelty and prejudice drives Billy Joe from his Mississippi home, and he makes it as far as Pennsylvania—where his car breaks down just as the year’s first snowstorm blows in. Fortunately, Carlos is there to lend a hand. 
Carlos is no stranger to hardship. His family rejected him for being gay, but with determination, he put himself through school and became a librarian. Carlos sees the same willpower in Billy, and he wants to help Billy and his son succeed in a new life that is very different from the one they left behind. With his support, they start to adjust, and before long, both men want more than encouragement from each other. They want the chance for a future together, but their families have other ideas… and Billy’s will stop at nothing to get what they want.

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open q Some books come to me all at once and others in small pieces.  This one popped into my head as I was watching the movie The Help.  I have no real idea why that movie sparked this story, but something clicked in my head and Running to You was born.   

It’s strange how the mind works sometimes.  But I have to confess that one of the themes in this story is very near and dear to my heart:  that no matter how we are raised or who our parents are, it’s our own choices that determine the kind of life we are going to lead.  It takes courage to change the course of our destinies. 

The easy road is to stay on the path we’re placed and not deviate, whether or not that road leads to happiness. Change is hard, taking control of our lives is hard…but those who are willing to take the chance are the ones who have a shot at being happy and finding their heart’s desire. close q



Excerpt from Running to You
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Carlos Miras pulled to a stop behind the black Escape by the side of the highway. His father would probably tell him he was a fool, and his mother would probably say he had a good heart—too good a heart. But neither of their opinions mattered anymore. He was no longer part of their family. Carlos looked out his front window, wipers swishing back and forth to ward off the snow. He saw hints of light coming from inside the car, most likely from a cell phone.

He got out, pulling his coat closed around him. Hazard lights blinked red against the snow. Carlos tapped on the window of the back door because he thought he saw movement. “Are you all right?” he shouted.

The back door opened to a man leaning over the back seat to a small child still in his car seat, covered in a blanket. “The car died, and I was trying to get him warm.” The man turned and pulled back, eyes widening. Carlos had trouble placing the expression. “We’ll be fine as soon as I call for help.”

“Pop the hood. Let me take a look at it.” Carlos had spent numerous hours working on cars with his father and brothers. Not that he’d been particularly into cars at the time, but he picked things up by osmosis. He went around to the front, and when the hood popped, he pushed it open and used his phone to illuminate the engine.

“It just went dark all of a sudden and everything stopped working,” the man said, pulling himself into the coat after closing the car door.

Carlos bent over the engine and quickly found the problem. “It’s the electrical system.” He reconnected the main circuit to the alternator and stood back up. The hood light came on as though he’d flipped a switch, and Carlos closed the hood. “That ought to do it. I suggest you take it in to have it looked at, but you were pretty lucky.”

The man turned the key and the engine came to life. “Thanks,” he said softly. “I was trying to make Harrisburg to get a hotel and….”

Carlos shook his head. “I don’t think so. The snow isn’t going to stop, and the roads are only going to get worse. I’d say to get a hotel, but with this weather, they have been reporting that almost everything is full.” He sighed. “Let me make a call.” He pulled out his phone and called his landlady, Mrs. Carmichael, and explained the situation. “I know it’s unusual, but he has a little boy with him, and in this weather….”



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~Blog Tour~Robbie (Confessions #1) by Ella Frank~Excerpt & Review~


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37664461Title: Robbie
Author: Ella Frank
Series: Confessions #1
Genre(s): M/M/M, Romance
Release Date: March 8, 2018
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Rating: ✮4.5 Stars✮


Relationships are complex. Love ever-changing.
And when it comes to rules of the heart, they were made to be broken…
That’s what Robert Antonio Bianchi was telling himself, anyway.
Otherwise, he really had no excuse for what—or who—he’d done.
No excuse, except for his lonely heart, a pitcher of margaritas, four Bitter Bitches, and the apparent need to confess all his weaknesses to the two men he knew would bring him nothing but trouble.
But trouble was nothing new.
Just ask his crazy sisters or any of his friends, and they’d be the first to tell you:
If there was a bad decision to be made, Robbie always had a knack for making it.
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38472808Title: The Time of My Life
Author: Nora Phoenix
Cover Design: Jay Aheer/Simply Defined Art
Page Count: 354 pages
Genre(s): M/M, Romance
Release Date: February 8, 2018


Denver is determined to realize his lifelong dream of becoming a singer. That’s why entering in The Right Note TV contest is the biggest opportunity he’ll ever get. After everything he’s been through with the boyfriend (now ex) from hell, he will not risk losing himself ever again, especially over a guy.
Judah has almost hit rock bottom. His dream to make it as a singer and musician is all but dead. Added to that, he’s broke and he’s about to outwear his welcome with his friends. Taking part in The Right Note is his last chance, but he cannot afford to show who he really is at the risk of permanently alienating his conservative family.
Denver doesn’t want to be drawn to Judah, ’cause the guy spells trouble in every way. But the heart wants what it wants, and Denver seems unable to say no, even when Judah keeps switching from hot to cold on him.
When Judah meets Denver, he knows he’s in deep, deep trouble. He fights the attraction with everything he’s got, but Denver draws him in like the sun. Being with him comes at a price, however, and it’s not just jeopardizing winning the contest. When Denver’s ex stirs up trouble, Judah has to make a decision. Is Denver worth putting everything on the line for?
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~Release Blitz~Sanctuary Found (Pelican Bay #2) by Sloane Kennedy~



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38766954Title: Sanctuary Found
Author: Sloane Kennedy
Series: Pelican Bay #2
Page Count: 307 pages
Genre(s): M/M, Romance
Release Date: February 25, 2018
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Rating: ✮4.5 Stars✮


Coming home should be the easiest thing in the world, but I’ve never felt more lost…
When his stellar military career comes to an abrupt and terrible end, thirty-two-year-old Maddox Kent returns to the town he never planned to step foot into again, hoping to mend the rift he himself caused with the brother he left behind. But coming home means facing some hard truths about himself and his actions. When he has the chance to start making amends by helping his brother with the wildlife sanctuary he runs, Maddox is thrown another curveball when a stranger appears…
As long as we keep moving, everything will be okay. That’s what I keep telling myself, anyway…
For twenty-one-year-old Isaac, Pelican Bay is only supposed to be a stopping point on the trek from San Francisco to New York. With his little brother, Newt, in tow, Isaac is just looking to make things right by returning something of value to a person he wronged. But “getting lost” in the next big city proves to be a problem when the brutal Minnesota winter claims Isaac’s car and strands him and Newt at the animal sanctuary. When the owners of the place offer him a job, a desperate Isaac agrees, despite the presence of a man Isaac instinctively knows could be his downfall…
It should be so easy to let him go, but I can’t. And not just because I want to protect him…
Nothing about Isaac makes sense to Maddox. Not his piercings or makeup or flashy clothes. And most certainly not the snarky mouth that doesn’t match the vulnerability Maddox sees in the younger man’s eyes. But one thing does make sense to the hardened former soldier. Isaac is running from something, and Maddox’s gut is telling him not to let Isaac and little Newt go until he can ferret out the truth.
But having Isaac around means trying to make sense of something else Maddox isn’t expecting… his own body’s response to the beautiful younger man. Aside from their explosive chemistry, nothing about the straitlaced soldier and the secretive misfit works.
But maybe that’s exactly why it does…

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~Blog Tour~Candy Coated Chaos (Sweet Treats Trilogy #1) by Charity B.~


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38463750Title: Candy Coated Chaos
Author: Charity B.
Series: Sweet Treats Trilogy #1
Page Count: 293 pages
Genre(s): Contemporary Romance, Suspense
Release Date: February 15, 2018


Being with Tavin is like eating those candies that start out sweet and then turn so sour, your eyes water. When she’s happy, her radiance is stunning, but her glow is dimmed by her dark secrets. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on her, sucking on that lollipop, that there was something unique about her. I was right in more ways than one, and while I don’t know the extent of suffering that her life entails, I’ll do whatever I need to, to convince her she can trust me. I just need to hang on to her long enough to do that. 
When he wraps his arms around me, and his warmth makes me feel safe, it’s easy to pretend that this is real. I knew going out with him was a bad idea, I just never imagined it would go this far. It was only supposed to be one night. One night to feel like a normal girl. I didn’t plan for this and now, every day that passes puts us deeper in danger. All I can do is make the most of every moment with him, so when the time comes for this to end, then at least we’ll be left with beautiful memories. 
—Trigger Warning: This novel contains drug use, explicit sexual content, violence, and sensitive subject matter which may be triggering for some readers.—
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May Archer * Charlie Cochet * Alison Hendricks * Sloane Kennedy * Lucy Lennox * Ruthie Luhnow * Lily Morton * Chris Owen * Poppy Dennison * Hailey Turner * A.E. Wasp

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38395210Title: Heart2Heart, A Charity Anthology
Cover Design: AngstyG
Anthology Editor: Leslie Copeland
Page Count: 595 pages
Genre(s): M/M, Romance
Release Date: February 7, 2018
Reviewer: ~Wendy~
Rating: 4 Stars


Once upon a time, a bunch of M/M authors wondered… What if a dating app that guaranteed you a love match broke down just in time for Valentine’s Day? What if you found yourself on a blind date with a random guy who might be your opposite in every single way? It could be a disaster. Or… When the code breaks down, fate just might take over. 
Eleven of your favorite gay romance authors have joined forces to light up your Valentine’s Day with a collection of sweet, sexy, silly, and hot short stories, featuring a wacky cast of characters chosen from your reader suggestions! Morticians and magicians, superheroes and spies, lawyers and lobstermen, will all learn that love has nothing to do with algorithms… and sometimes you find it in the least-likely places. 
And the best part? All proceeds from this collection will go to the authors’ favorite LGBTQ charities, to ensure that love in all its incarnations will be celebrated and protected every single day of the year!

It will only be available for 90 days, so Tuesday, May 8th will be the last time you can purchase this anthology.

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Interview with Ruthie Luhnow

The Lawyer & The Lobsterman

Can you tell us a little bit about your characters?

Opposites attract: Isaac is a meticulous, highly strung lawyer, and Will is a carefree pro sports mascot.

Was writing this story easy for you to do? Or was it a little bit outside of your normal writing zone?

It was a very fun project for me. I liked having the constraints of the prompt and the suggestions from readers—sometimes having “rules” for what I write can force my brain to be a little more creative!

What were some of the reader submissions that stood out to you, and why?

I was surprised by how creative all of them were! There were so many great choices.

Since the anthology is only available for a limited time, (90 days) do you have any plans for your story after that?

I’ll have to see! Expanding it could be a lot of fun—I enjoyed these characters a lot.

What do you think of the line-up of authors? How does it feel to be in such great company?

I’m star struck!!

Other than your own, do you have a favorite story (or two) in the anthology?

I love all of them for different reasons. I loved seeing where so many different authors with very unique styles took the prompt.

Have you ever been set up on a blind date? If yes, how did it turn out?

No, but I’ve been on a fair few ill-fated first dates.

Have you ever set someone else up on a blind date? If yes, how did it turn out?

No, though I’ve played wingman many times for my friends—without much success, unfortunately.

If Heart2Heart were to match you with someone, who do you think you’d get paired with?

Hopefully, someone who was willing to listen to me talk about my job the entire time!

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38340936Title: Body and Soul
Authors: Lucy Lennox, Sloane Kennedy
Series: Twist of Fate #3
Page Count: 335 pages
Genre(s): M/M, Romance
Release Date: February 2, 2018


Oz: Escaping the international modeling scene to design my own fashion collection is the first step to shucking my bobble-headed supermodel reputation and proving to the world I’m more than just a pretty face. But the minute I have to accept roadside help from the sexy man next door, I feel like the airhead people think I am. And what’s worse, the man clearly doesn’t think I’m worth the time of day. 
But despite trying to ignore my attraction to the mysterious doctor, I can’t help but be drawn to him. With every moment spent together, I begin to realize he’s hiding more than just some details of his past. He has one foot out the door. 
As soon as I start to feel like everything might be coming together for me, I realize the man I’m falling in love with isn’t who I thought he was. 
Jake: After three years on the run for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, I’ve finally found a seemingly safe place to settle in Haven, Colorado. With friends, a job, and a cabin in the woods, I have everything I need to live a simple life without drawing attention to myself. Everything’s fine. Fine. 
Until I meet my new neighbor. The gorgeous man is anything but subtle and brings color to my life that I didn’t know was missing. But I learned years ago that falling in love with someone wasn’t an option anymore when simply being seen with me could have dire consequences. It’s time for me to run again, but I wonder if it’s safe to stick around just long enough for a taste… 
Just when I begin to realize Oz is the missing piece to bring me back to life after years of hiding, my past catches up to me and throws everyone around me into danger. I know I should run, but what if it’s time to finally stop running and make a stand, once and for all? 
—While Body and Soul is the third book in the Twist of Fate series, each novel can easily be read as a standalone.— 

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I was kissing Jake.

Jake was on top of me, his hard, delicious length pressed against mine.

“Oh god,” I cried into his mouth at the sheer pleasure firing through my skin. Everything tingled in a way that felt like the glorious moment between wakefulness and sleep. Like I was on the cusp of something overwhelming and all-consuming. A tiny voice of sanity tried to remind me Jake was leaving town, but I told the voice to mind its own fucking business until after the kissing.

I wanted to be touched. I wanted to feel his hands on me and his warmth against my skin, even if only for this one time. Was it stupid for me to ignore reality? Maybe.

Did I care?


Jake’s lips devoured mine before moving under my chin and down my neck to my collarbone.

The man had a magical way of knowing where my erogenous zones were.

“Mpfh, right there,” I murmured. “Mm-hm.”

“You like that?” he mumbled against the cord of my neck before grazing his teeth up its length to nip at my earlobe. His hand came down to press against the front of my briefs, down along my shaft to cup the balls below. I felt myself begin to shake.


His deep hum of satisfaction rumbled against my chest as he ran sure hands over my shoulders and down my arms before lifting them above my head and pinning both wrists together with one of his hands.

I arched up into him with my hips before settling back down and wrapping my legs around his waist instead. Jake’s own hips rocked into me, pressing his dick against mine until we were both hard and straining.

“Want to be inside you,” he said in a gruff voice that made me even dizzier than I already was. “Need you.”

“Oh fuck, yes,” I breathed into the damp skin of his neck. I realized he’d been hot in our furnace-like blanket and must have withstood the heat for my sake.

He supported his weight on his knees and kept my hands pinned in his grip while reaching his other hand down to snake inside my underwear and grab my cock.

“Oh god, oh god,” I chanted, pushing up into his grip and feeling my blood pound against his hand. “Just like that.”

Jake’s eyes roved over my torso with a wild hunger I’d never seen in anyone before.

“Stop wiggling,” he said with furrowed brows before hovering over one of my nipples with his plump lips. “Or I might hurt you by accident.”

Hurt me. Dear god, hurt me.

“Ffft,” I said with a nod.

His eyes met mine as his tongue came out in goddamned slow motion and toyed with my nipple. My hips arched up into him again and I threw my head back with an agonized groan.

“Mm,” he hummed as he sucked at the nipple and tugged on it a little.

“Stop teasing me,” I begged. “Let me suck you. Wanna taste you.”

I tried escaping his grasp-the desire to free his cock from the sexy black boxer-briefs was growing more desperate by the moment. I wanted to wrap my mouth around him and take him all the way in.

“I said stop moving, Oz. Now.”

Normally the bossy type did nothing but piss me off, but hearing the heat and emotion in Jake’s voice, seeing him take what he wanted with no apology for once, made my cock leak sticky fluid all over his hand as I forced myself to stay still.
If it was possible, his pupils dilated even further at my gesture of obedience.

Jake’s mouth covered mine again in a feral kiss as his hand began shoving my briefs off. He used his teeth to latch onto my lower lip gently to keep our mouths together while he got rid of all the underwear left between us. Finally, finally, we were completely skin to skin.




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37844337Title: Power Play
Author: Cara Dee
Page Count: 276 pages
Genre(s): M/M, Romance
Release Date: January 30, 2018


I was my own worst enemy. For as much as I depended on order and a structured life to easier manage my bipolar disorder, fire was irresistible and indisputably my favorite toy to play with. On the ice, it turned me into a hotheaded hockey player. In the bedroom, my attitude was my last defense, a front I wanted to see tumbling down. But lately, all I got was burned.
Love sucked. Correction: it sucked when you were in love with your parents’ closest friend and he didn’t feel the same. I admitted my feelings for Madigan Monroe over a year ago, and I was still waiting for a response. Now my balance was gone. My anxiety was all over the place, my fits of rage had just earned me a suspension from the team, I questioned myself at every turn, and being home for two weeks was gonna make it impossible to avoid Madigan.
I used to be his Abel, his sweetheart, his trouble. It’d been the two of us against the world since I was a kid. I’d even discovered we had kink in common! On paper, I was seemingly perfect for him. Maybe that was why his nonverbal rejection hurt so much. Or maybe it was because, recently, he seemed hell-bent on us “being friends” again.
Whatever. I was a loser, and I couldn’t resist him for crap.

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Copyright © 2018

A hand clamped down on my shoulder, and I stiffened. It was Dad.

“Talk to Madigan.” He spoke for only me to hear. “Now that I know there’s an issue, I can see it clear as day. It’s tense and shit.”

“Seriously,” I hissed under my breath. “Are you bored? Why are you meddling?”

He scowled. “Mom meddles. I give a shit.”

“Come on, boys,” Mom said. “Let’s eat.”

I stared at Dad for a beat longer, a match I’d never win, before I averted my gaze and closed the fridge door. To make matters worse, I’d end up sitting next to Madigan. Mom and Lyn always sat next to each other when it was just us, and Dad sat at the head of the table.

I sat down across from my sister, leaving Mad and Mom on either side of Dad.

“I’m gonna watch you eat,” Lyn whispered and bit into a roll.

“That’s creepy,” I whispered back.

“Nuh-uh.” She shook her head. “It’s fun. You eat more food than anyone in the world.”

I snorted a quiet chuckle and filled my plate with rice, vegetables, and pot roast.

Mom took a sip of her wine. “So this is a pleasant surprise, Madigan. It’s not often you show up for dinner anymore.”

“It’s because he doesn’t like us,” I said around a mouthful of vegetables. “He avoids the people he doesn’t like.” Man, it was satisfying to say that. Whoever said passive-aggressiveness wasn’t a good way to deal with heartbreak?

“What the hell?” Madigan let out a chuckle, but his humor was skin-deep. His eyes showed confusion.

“I called you over ’cause you’re never around anymore,” Dad said flatly. “That’s all there is to it. I know you still adore me.”

Mom found him funny, as did Mad. I said nothing and continued shoveling food into my face.

For a while, the “grown-ups” talked about work and life. Madigan talked about the tattoo shop he owned with Jameson, his best friend. Mom talked about the facility she ran for men, women, and children escaping abuse. Dad talked about music and everything that was wrong in the industry these days.

Fun times.

In the meantime, I ate and did my best to focus solely on that. Not on Mad’s voice, not on his movements, not on his laughter. Except, I failed, and my brain was flooded with memories of better times. Like when he’d visited me in Pittsburgh one weekend without telling me first. Just a surprise on a whim. We’d gone to dinner and a comedy show. Or the times he took me to games before we left Detroit. Or when he pressed his forehead to mine and talked me through my panic attacks.

“You’ve got this, sweetheart. Count with me, okay? One…two—that’s perfect, in through your nose. I’m so proud of you.”

The last mouthful of food was nearly impossible to swallow, and I stared unseeingly at my plate as the pressure on my chest grew.

Snap out of it, you useless idiot.

The sound of the doorbell wrenched me out of my state, and I hauled in a ragged breath.

“I’ll get it!” Lyn shouted and bounced off her chair.

“Are we expecting anyone else?” Mom asked, confused.

Dad shook his head, wiped his mouth on a napkin, and followed Lyn to the hallway. “Hold up, baby girl.”

Mom, for some reason, had to set another plate. Most people would dread salespeople. She assumed it was a dinner guest.

“Abel.” Madigan’s hand covered mine, and I blanched. That looked so fucking weird that I couldn’t stop staring. “Is something wrong? You seem anxious.”

He brushed his thumb over my skin. It left tingles and caused a drawn-out shiver, something that was pleasurable as fuck, but the contact was too strange to process.

“I’m fine.” I withdrew my hand and held it in my lap.

“Adeline!” Dad hollered from the hallway. “Someone just called me gorgeous. I’m leaving you.”

What the fuck? I looked at Mom, who snorted and asked who Dad was leaving her for, and then I frowned toward the hallway.

“No, the correct response is ‘I promise to call you gorgeous more often,’” Dad muttered. When he appeared in the doorway, the relief that hit me almost bowled me over. It was Gray. Holy fuck, Gray was here. It felt like I could finally breathe. “Take a seat, kid,” he told my buddy. “You can probably eat.”

“Hi, honey.” Mom smiled at Gray. “Are you sure you wanna be stuck with him?”

“Not even a little,” he replied with wide eyes. “Remind me never to address him as gorgeous again.” At Dad’s scowl, Gray added, “I’m sorry, you’re just a bit too high maintenance for me, Mr. H.”

“I’m easy as fuck,” Dad argued.

“Daddy, you cuss so much.” Lyn sauntered back to her seat too. “Uncle Casey has a swear jar at home. There are lots of dollars.”

That was a discussion Mom was more than happy to get into, so I tuned out and focused on Gray. He sat down in the empty seat next to me, giving me a breather from the man on my other side.

“What’re you doing here?” I asked quietly.

Gray squeezed my hand under the table. “You seemed like you needed me to run interference.” Having no clue how he’d come to that conclusion, I only stared while he filled his plate. “You sent me a text,” he said. “I put two and two together and figured a certain someone was coming for dinner.” He set down the bowl of gravy and retrieved his phone.

All I’d texted him before leaving my room was…something about dinner. I didn’t really remember.

“Here.” He showed me the text, and my eyebrows went up.

Mdgan fr diner and I cant.

“Wow.” I tugged at my ear, embarrassed.

“I assumed you weren’t drunk,” he said, pocketing his phone, “so that left anxiety.”

“What are you two whispering about, boys?” Mom asked teasingly. “A date, maybe? I’d love to bring happy news when I have lunch with Chloe tomorrow.”

I rolled my eyes. Our moms thought we were more than friends, and it wasn’t hilarious anymore.

Dad narrowed his eyes and pointed his fork at us. “If you two are dating, no more sleepovers with the door closed.”

“Jesus Christ.” I scrubbed a hand over my face.

“Sorry to disappoint, Mrs. H, but we have the same taste in men,” Gray said.

“What taste would that be?” It was Madigan, of all people, who asked.

There was no way I was getting into that with him.

Gray had no such qualms. “Older, bossier, definitely not a hockey player.”

“Older?” Dad scowled, then faced me. “Son, you’re not coming home with some old sugar daddy. In fact, give Gray a go. He called me gorgeous.”

“Jesus Christ,” I repeated. “Dinner was great, Mom. Thanks. We’re gonna go to my room.”

“I’m eating, man,” Gray protested. I gave him a look and felt my jaw tensing. “On second thought, I’m still full from my dinner with the family.”

Thought so.

We dumped our dishes in the sink and started leaving the kitchen.

“Abel, can I watch a movie with you?” Lyn asked.

“Tomorrow, okay?” I glanced back at her.

“She makes a great chaperone,” Dad noted.

“They don’t need a chaperone.” Mom glared at him. “They’re adults. Leave them be.”

Thanks, Mom.

Lyn snickered and grabbed her glass of milk. “Abel has penises on his computer.”

“Oh my God, don’t go through my shit!” I widened my eyes, mortification flooding me. My sister’s comment started mayhem in the kitchen between my parents; there was a lecture from Mom on privacy, bitching from Dad, and I couldn’t face Madigan to see his reaction. Instead, I pushed a laughing Gray out into the hallway and toward the stairs.

“Do you wanna watch penises together?” he asked over his shoulder.

“Just kill me.” I took a calming breath and let it out slowly.

Next, I heard Madigan’s voice. “Abel, wait up.”

No, seriously, just kill me.

I paused on the stairs and exchanged a look with Gray. I didn’t know what to do here. My anxiety was getting worse, but I’d never been able to resist that motherfucker.

“I’ll be in your room,” Gray said quietly.

Okay, then. My friend was deserting me. Steeling myself to be alone with Madigan, I waited on the stairs and stuck my hands down into my pockets.




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38223261Title: Combust
Author: K. Bromberg
Series: Everyday Heroes #2
Page Count: 308 pages
Genre(s): Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 27, 2018
Reviewer: ~Wendy~
Rating: ✮4.5 Stars✮


From New York Times Bestselling author, K. Bromberg, comes the second standalone book in the Everyday Heroes series. Just how hot will firefighter Grady Malone turn up the heat? 
Songwriter Dylan McCoy has been burned. 
By her boyfriend, she found in her bed . . . with someone else. 
By the contract, she signed that obligates her to work with him until the songs for his new album are complete. 
By her agent when she asked Dylan to keep their breakup on the down-low. 
When she finds herself in Sunnyville, she refuses to let her new roommate burn her too. Still . . . a rebound has never looked so good. 
That’s her first thought when she sees firefighter Grady Malone. 
Sexy. Charismatic. Unapologetic. He’s a man who carries his own scars—the ones on his back, the survivor’s guilt on his soul, and the fear in his heart. 
When an unexpected visitor puts their roommate status to the test, will their undeniable attraction burn out, or will they both take a chance and play with fire? 

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