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Book Review: Prodigal by T.A. Moore

Reviewed by Nikyta

Title: Prodigal
Author: T.A. Moore
Series: Lost and Found, #1
Heroes: Morgan & Boyd
Genre: M/M Contemporary
Length: 242 pages
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: February 11, 2020
Available at: DSP & Amazon
Add it to your shelf: Goodreads

Blurb: Fifteen years ago Sammy Calloway disappeared on his way home from school. Now he’s back… or is he?

Boyd Maccabbee has spent his life second-guessing his actions on that fateful day. What if he’d done something differently? Maybe Sammy would have made it home safe and never become Cutters Gap’s most tragic famous son. Or would it have been Boyd who was never seen again? When the police find new evidence on the disappearance, Boyd hopes to finally get some answers.

The last thing Morgan Graves needs is to be dragged into some old case about a missing kid. He doesn’t know why police hit on his DNA, but he’s not Sammy Calloway. He thinks he’d remember being kidnapped.

He knows he’d remember firefighter Boyd.

Drawn into the complex web of suspicion, grief, and anger that has knit Cutters Gap together in the years since Sammy’s disappearance, Morgan struggles to hang on to himself when everyone already assumes they know him.

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Honorary Blogger Jacqueline Grey: Tricks and Bids + Excerpt & Giveaway!


What Do You Write?

by Jacqueline Grey

“How do you answer the question “Oh, you’re an author…what do you write?”

I have always been proud to declare that my dream was to become a published author, but once I became one, I found it difficult to answer the question “What do you write?”  I know there are people out there who look down on the romance genre (usually people who’ve never read it), and if I couldn’t gauge what a person’s reaction would be I became hesitant to admit that that was what I wrote.

As time has gone on, I have worked hard to break this habit.  I love romance. I have found some amazingly talented authors by reading romance, and I am proud of what I have accomplished within the genre so there is no reason why I should be shy about it.  I have also come to realize that there are times when it is my duty to spread the love of romance, gay romance in particular.

Last year I was interviewed about my book Ghost House.  During the interview, the interviewer told me she was surprised when she heard my name.  Jacqueline is very feminine. Having written a gay romance book, she hadn’t expected me to be so open about being a woman.  I suppose she’d been wondering if my being a woman would lessen the appeal of my book to gay men. I told her that many of the authors I knew who wrote in the gay romance genre were women.  So were many of the readers.

In fact, for years I have been reading shounen-ai and yaoi manga from Japan, my friends and I are currently devouring danmei novels from China, and I am exploring BL TV shows from Thailand and their related novels.  These things are all stories about male-male relationships and romance, and they are written by women and geared toward a female audience.

I truly believe we need #ownvoices stories and representation, but I also believe, especially in the current time period, that the world needs more happiness in general.  Romance, gay or not, should be read by everyone. It is the only place in the world where you are guaranteed a happy ending. Isn’t that something we all need in our lives?  I think that happiness is worth more than gold, and as romance authors, we are the suppliers of happiness. If that’s the case, then the next time someone asks me what I write I am going to tell them loud and proud.

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Caulky by K.M. Neuhold: Exclusive Excerpt!

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by K.M. Neuhold

“I’m coming!” I shout, racing down the hallway, half asleep, in nothing but my boxers. Probably not the way most people dress to greet their contractor, but in my defense, my alarm didn’t go off, and when I rolled out of bed, I actually forgot he was scheduled to stop by this morning.

I fling the door open, my apology dying on my lips as I take in all six-foot-something of the drool-worthy man standing on my front porch. A six-foot-something, drool-worthy man I totally hooked up with last month. The same drool-worthy man I kissed the night Henry dumped me. Totally don’t know his name, but every Thursday for the past month I’ve thought about heading back to Wooley’s for a repeat.

“Wooley’s on State Street,” I say, forgetting for a second that I’m standing in the open doorway in a pair of boxers that have hearts on them, my half-hard morning wood attempting to make an appearance through the little flap on the front.

I wish I could say this is the worst way a day has ever started for me but, unfortunately, this doesn’t even crack my top five worst mornings of the year so far, and it’s only March.

He coughs, but I can see he’s hiding a smile behind his hand, a clipboard in his other hand, his blue polo shirt bringing out the honey color in his brown eyes.

“Well, this is a little awkward,” he says, uncovering his mouth and reaching out to offer me his hand. “It’s Cole, by the way.”

“Names, right,” I laugh awkwardly, using one hand to shield the outline of my dick from his view and reaching out with the other to take his, which is painfully formal considering he had me bent over my couch screaming for his cock just a few weeks ago. “I’m Ren.”

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Pros & Cons of Desire by A.E. Wasp: Exclusive Excerpt!

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by A.E. Wasp


“You know we don’t have to meet in places like this. I’m willing to spring for some better accommodations,” I said stripping the nylon spread off the bed. Grimacing at the stiff, greasy feel of it between my fingers, I tossed into onto the faded linoleum. 

“I like this,” Ridge said. “It’s perfect.”

Late afternoon sun filtered through the dirty mini-blinds, painting stripes of light across the dull beige paint and highlighting the dust on the twenty-year-old television bolted to the wall. “Perfect for what?”

“Perfect for cheap, meaningless sex. And that’s all this is.”

I bit my tongue on the argument. We’d passed meaningless that last night on Isla Rosa. The lengths we went to in order to keep seeing each other, to keep it secret, and the way we deliberately avoided talking about what this was, proved that. But I knew pointing that out would only chase him away.

“Can’t we have expensive meaningless sex? I promise I’ve had meaningless sex in five-star resorts. I don’t need much. All I’m asking for is a place with nice sheets and room service. And a mattress that may have been cleaned sometime in the last twenty years.” 

Ridge pushed me against the wall. “We could, Rich Boy, but this is my world and if you want me, you get my world with it.”

“Maybe we could chip in and meet in the middle. A nice Holiday Inn or something?” My apartment, I wanted to say but didn’t. My time with him was beginning to be punctuated by things I didn’t say and conversations we weren’t having. 

He kissed the side of my neck, his lips warm and soft. We didn’t normally do this during the day. Dust motes danced in the light rimming the curtains. The room was dark and smelled of things I’d rather not think about.

Except for him. The sharp, sweet fake orange smell of his soap overlay the deeper musky scent of sweat and heat. I buried my nose in his hair, gripping his shoulders through the thin cotton of his t-shirt.

“Do you like it here?” I asked, curious.

“No, I don’t like it. But this is where we are.” He looked around the room as if seeing it for the first time. Maybe he was. When we were together, all of his attention was on me. That laser focus was incredibly arousing. 

A frown line creased the skin between his brows when he turned back to me. He blinked it away, replacing it with a heavy-lidded smirk. “Maybe I like making a pretty rich boy beg for someone like me in this run-down pay-by-the-hour motel.” 

“Wait, how did you…why did you call me a rich boy?” How did he know?

“Really? I could smell it on you. Literally smell it on you. Your fucking Ambre Topkapi cologne, which sounds like a Pokémon for chrissake. You have perfect teeth, perfect haircut. Manicure, pedicure. You’ve never missed a meal in your life. You don’t live anywhere in the real world. Do you even know any normal people?”

“Everybody I work with,” I said, offended. I was in the real damn world every day.

He grinned up at me through his thick sandy lashes, blue eyes sparkling even in the low light. “And are you friends with them? Do you go to their houses for barbeques and kids’ birthday parties?”

I wasn’t, and I didn’t. Not really. I’d tried to bond with the people I worked with, but Ridge was right, damn him. Money did put a barrier between us. Outside of how various sport teams were doing and which show they had watched on Netflix the night before, it felt like all the conversations broke down into the pressure of demands from wives and kids and the stress of not having enough money. 

How could I relate to any of those things? I had taken to watching sports just to have something to contribute. I studied football statistics and trivia as if there was going to be a test.

“That’s what I thought,” Ridge said, sliding his hand down the back of my trousers and grabbing my ass. “It’s okay. I like you this way.” His grip turned into a caress as his fingers brushed across the silky lace, and he lost his train of thought. “And I like the way you spend your money. Are these the same ones? From the first night?”

“Yes,” I said leaning my shoulders back against the wall and grinning at it. “The purple and black lace La Perla.” I’d done my damnedest to salvage them because he loved them. They might not be the most expensive pair I owned, but they were certainly the most effective at getting him to fuck me through the mattress.

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Release Blitz: Slow Dances Under an Orange Moon by V.L. Locey & Giveaway!

Slow Dances Under an Orange Moon by V.L. Locey

Can the love they once shared be saved or has the pain of the past eclipsed it?

It’s been twenty years since Kye McLeod left the quaint little mountain town of Spruce Lake, Maine to play professional hockey. He’s had his share of ups and downs, but his choice to hit the big city and not look back has paid off handsomely. The future hall-of-famer is now ready to retire and come out of that dark closet he’s been sequestered in since his first secretive kiss with Davy Aguirre in high school. Now that he’s heading home to keep an eye on his feisty grandfather, there might be the chance to rekindle the flame between him and Davy.

Kye quickly learns that the boy he left behind isn’t the man he’s now knocking heads with. He always imagined grown-up Davy—who now insists on being called David—would be beyond the pain that Kye’s youthful blunder caused him, but now he’s not so sure. When the wildlife conservation officer squares off with the ex-hockey captain their connection is incendiary, and there are more than just fireworks. However, winning back the man he walked away from may not be as easy as he thought…

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Honorary Blogger Alex Stargazer: Fallen Love + Excerpt & Giveaway!


Fallen Love

by Alex Stargazer

Hello readers at the Blogger Girls! Today I’m going to talk to you about Fallen Love, my brand new LGBT urban fantasy book. More specifically, I want to discuss the question “What are LGBT books really about?” and “Why do we need LGBT representation in young adult urban fantasy books?”

Before I dive into things, check out the blurb so you can familiarise yourself with what the story is about.

From a successful crowdfunder, Fallen Love comes action-packed with flying cars, dark magic, and fallen angels.

Upperclassman Conall is rich, impeccably dressed, and set for a prestigious career in the Party hierarchy. He doesn’t lack for anything—except, maybe, love.

When he finds Mark, alone, abandoned and hurt, he doesn’t expect one act of kindness to alter the course of his life forever. There is more to Mark than Conall can even dream of. The beautiful, vulnerable boy Conall knows is not human. A dark power lies within Mark. It can make him immortal… but love might be the price.

Discover why readers are calling this book “nothing short of amazing” and “superb”. If you’re a fan of Cassandra Clare or Lauren Kate, you don’t want to miss this.

What readers are saying…

★★★★★ “To say this novel took me by surprise is a total understatement. This story surprised, astounded, and made me so happy that it is right up there with the top ten books I have read this year.” —Sharon, Blogger

★★★★★ “The writing is polished, even compelling in spots. If you’re looking for an entertaining read with ambitious world-building, give it a try.” —KD Edwards, author of the Last Sun (Pyr)

★★★★★ “This book was nothing short of amazing. I loved the characters, the action, it’s safe to say I loved everything about this book. I hope to see more in this series because I’m hooked.” —Ashley Tomlinson, author of Becoming Grim

★★★★★ “The world-building in this book is superb.” —Rion, Goodreads Reviewer.

What exactly is LGBT, anyway?

This question seems simple on the surface, yet think about it more carefully, and you realise there are multiple answers. It used to be that LGBT books were “issue stories”: they dealt with themes of alienation, homophobia, love and family, etc. For a long time, these sorts of stories were extremely depressing; the main character usually died from AIDS.

Sometime in the late 2000s, and particularly after the self-publishing boom facilitated by Amazon and Smashwords (2012 or thereabouts), we began to see a new kind of LGBT book. I say LGBT as a useful catch-all, but really I mean M/M.

These kinds of stories were a breath of fresh air, in a lot of ways. They showed that a romance between two men could be successful, beautiful, and even wondrous. The genre evolved away from issue plots and more towards the usual fare of romance: the characters desire each other but something is standing in the way (work/family/travel/whatever). Or, equally often, the characters themselves stand in the way.

I want to say that M/M books became less angst-driven during this transition. But that’s not really true; the angst became different. Gay romance retains one fundamental problem: it does not appeal to a large enough audience, and the reason is angst. To be frank, most men (of all sexualities) don’t want to read M/M romance because it’s boring.

What we need is another literary revolution. Authors like KD Edwards, Alex R Kahler and J Scott Coatsworth (not to mention yours truly!) are part of a movement to write LGBT books about adventure. I use the word deliberately. Fantasy and science fiction are about adventure—they’re about going on a quest to slay dragons (or befriend them) and venturing into deep space. Thrillers also count as adventure, as do many books for young readers.

Gay romance will continue to exist, like issue-based LGBT stories continue to exist today. But more than anything, what we need to see is fiction that just happens to represent gay characters, rather than fiction that is about a gay relationship.

LGBT Characters in YA, Paranormal and Urban Fantasy

I want to arrive at my ultimate question: how do we apply the principle of representing gay characters through adventure to the genre of YA Paranormal and Urban Fantasy? This is what I set out to do in Fallen Love.

The thing is, these two sub-genres have very particular traditions. Heterosexual books in this category—such as Fallen by Lauren Kate, Hush Hush, and Halo—follow a set formula: the heroine falls in love with a bad boy. They balance teenage angst with worldbuilding and action. I could have written something very similar and swapped out the heroine for a dude. I certainly played with the bad boy character.

The story I actually wrote can’t quite be described in these terms—it’s something else, something unique. The internal conflict works very differently when you have two boys instead of a girl and a boy. A good example is from Cassandra Clare (who is one of my favourite authors, by the way) in her Dark Artifices series. Mark, Kieran and Cristina’s love triangle is something that’s totally distinct from a straight love triangle. The boys don’t have to fight it out, and the girl doesn’t have to choose one of them; they can all be together.

I still think Cassie Clare’s story suffers from a little too much teenage angst, which is something I avoided throughout Fallen Love. If there has to be internal conflict, I want it to be something grittier; there have to be bigger stakes. Power asymmetry, persecution, life and death struggle—that’s what I want to read about.

Don’t get me wrong: angst has its place, especially in books about teenagers. But I believe I can write a better story, with broader appeal, when angst takes a back seat in favour of good old adventure.

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Crossing Nuwa: Trials by Sean Ian O’Meidhir & Connal Braginsky: Exclusive Excerpt!

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by Sean Ian O’Meidhir & Connal Braginsky

Enjoying the weightlessness as the plane lifted into the air, I studied my boyfriend as he excitedly watched the world shrink below us. His enthusiasm for everything sent sympathetic thrills through me, and I was soon grinning.

It had been an unexpectedly blissful couple of months with only one small hiccup. A week after Robbie moved in, for some strange reason I felt the need to define the parameters of our relationship. It was a first for both of us. Many firsts. I was his first everything; he was my first boyfriend. I can’t remember how the conversation started, but vaguely recall me saying that I’d like to get some clarification.

“We haven’t really talked about us.”

“What do you mean?” he had asked, his lips naturally curved curiously. One of the things I learned was that Robbie is never plagued with the same doubts about relationships that it seems like the rest of us have. Or at least that I have had my entire life. He’s wholesome, and I know how that sounds, but it’s true. His very nature is one of trust and acceptance.

He had never experienced any doubt until I stupidly said, “Well, exclusivity, monogamy, I don’t know. Just curious what you want.”

“I don’t understand. You’re my boyfriend….” Though his curiosity had turned to confusion, I pressed on.

“Yeah, but that’s for now. I just don’t want you to feel held back. You know, if you want to bang someone and—”

He shook his head, his confusion intensifying and darkening into something else. “Why are you saying this?”

“I just don’t want to break up over—”

“Break up? Why… why would we ever break up?” His emerald eyes shone with tears that had made my heart immediately ache. I had done that to him. If I live to be a thousand years old, that look will always haunt me. That with a simple and quite stupid misspoken phrase I could hurt him so much.

“Why are you frowning?”

I turned to find him gazing at me intently. Robbie took my hand, shaking his head with concern.

I chuckled. “Ah, sugar… just about how foolish I was.”

“You’re gonna have to be more specific,” he said with the sweetest smile that had me falling back laughing. My boyfriend had quickly caught on to sarcasm and the importance of a good burn.

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Cat Escort by Melissa E. Costa: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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by Melissa E. Costa

Seth and Nao wove through the busy street, talking. Both wore winter clothes. Streetlamps awoke with the onset of the evening. The loud music coming from clubs and bars enhanced the city nightlife, and rushing traffic added to the ambiance. Thankfully the crowds thinned as they reached the park.

Seth loved that he could see his breath in the chilly air.

Nao shivered. “You look like you’re enjoying the cold weather?”

Seth’s smile widened. “And you’re not?”

Nao shook his head. “We cats like a temperate climate, not too hot or cold. The cattery would be nice around this time. There’s a lot of open spaces, for sure, but inside is warm and cozy.” Seth loved the spark of life that entered Nao’s eyes. “We also have awesome hot chocolate.”

“Didn’t think cats could eat chocolate.”

“We’re not that sensitive to it, thankfully. As with everything, we need to moderate ourselves. But we include some wild grass for digestion and a touch of mouse meat for thickness.”

“Meat? In hot chocolate?”

“It’s more like broth, and it’s amazing!”

Seth wrinkled his nose. “I’ll take your word for it.”

“You’d think I would get better winter clothes.” Nao continued to shiver, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “Guess I just hide indoors when this happens.”

Seth took a deep breath for courage. Then he put his arm around Nao’s shoulders and pulled him close. Nao’s startled breath released condensation into the air. Looking over, he smiled and nuzzled into Seth’s neck.

Seth jumped. “Cold! Your nose is freezing!”

“So warm it up,” Nao whispered against his skin. His hot breath left Seth’s neck damp and made him shiver.

Wrapping both arms around Nao’s smaller frame, he tightened his hug. Nao hugged him back, his teeth chattering. “Wanna find a place indoors?” Seth suggested.

Nao nodded. “Although,” he purred. “I’m enjoying you holding me.” His purr was adorable, but Seth craved to hear that whimper-pant of surrender Nao made when Seth had entered him. How had they not had sex since? Then again, they weren’t technically dating. What did dating mean for them anyway? Nao would still be an escort. Would Seth be able to handle that? “You should come with me.”


“To the cattery, to visit my family.”

“Um…don’t you think it’s early?”

“Early? We’re just friends. Nothing’s too early in a friendship.”

Now that hurt. Seth knew it shouldn’t have. Nao was being practical. There was no way Seth could date an escort. Absolutely not. Then what? He’d forever pester Nao to quit his job? Still, hearing Nao’s words made it sound final like he would never get to call Nao his partner.

“The second Napping Feast is coming up.”

“What’s that? A dinner you nap at?”

Nao smiled. “Close. It’s a day where the entire cattery naps. In-between napping, we have huge feasts. Let me tell you, you’ve never tasted salmon until you’ve had one baked at Napping Feast. The first one happens on Winter Solstice, which we missed. But personally, I think the later Napping Feasts are better.”

“How many of these do you have?”

“Three. From Winter Solstice to Spring Equinox.”

“That’s pretty interesting…but I probably shouldn’t. Am I even welcomed there?”

“Not by everyone, I’m sure. But my mom, aunts, and uncles would be okay with it. Most of my papas too. You being just my friend helps a lot with that. I know the kittens will adore you—”

“What if I don’t just wanna be your friend?” Seth regretted saying that as soon as the words left his mouth.

Nao studied him, and a small smile graced his handsome face. He kissed Seth—a mere touch of skin against skin that ended just as quickly. “I am an escort, Seth. That isn’t something you want your boyfriend to be.”

“Yeah, but…”

“No buts. I won’t quit. This is my job, and I like it. It allows me to stay in the human world. Hate to say it, but I’m not good at anything else.”

“Now that I can’t believe.”

“Believe it or not, it’s true. I can’t even read or write human.”

Seth smirked at that. “You mean English?”

“It’s all the same to me.” Nao’s cheeky smile squinted his eyes.

“You can speak it fine.”

“I have an accent.”

“So? You can do it. That means you can learn to read and write it.”

Nao shook his head. “See, this is why we can’t be together. I really like you, think I love you even, and I don’t wanna put you in a position where you’ll be unhappy.”

Seth let out a sigh. “Yeah, probably, …but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to be with you.”

Nao kissed him again. This time Seth grabbed his shoulders and prevented him from leaving. After all those memories that plagued him, kissing Nao again felt amazing.

“Nao,” he moaned. “I want you.” Seth licked into his mouth. Nao sucked Seth’s lower lip. Then flicked his tongue against Seth’s. They tasted each other as an undertone of heat grew.

A car sped by, flinging mud everywhere. Nao stood closest to the edge, facing away from the road. The splash zone started at his ankles and went up to his middle back. “Seriously?”

“Shit!” Seth went to take off his coat, but Nao held up his hand.

“Pretty much ruined at this point.” He dragged out a frustrated, tired sigh. “I could never get this amount of stain off. Looks like it’s time for Plan B.”

“Plan B? Nao, you’re freezing as it is. You’ll catch your death out here.”

“Do you mind?”

“Mind what?”

Nao didn’t answer the question. Going over to a homeless man, he said, “Would you be interested in taking these clothes off my hands?”

The man looked confused. Then his eyes brightened. “Fancy, huh? Sure.”

“Give these to this fine fellow, will yah, Seth?” Nao went over to Seth. “Will you keep me in your jacket?”

Seth only recognized what Nao planned to do when he started transforming. Then a black cat stood at his feet. He rubbed around Seth’s legs, and Seth got the message. He slung Nao’s purse over his shoulder and gave the clothes to the stranger. Then he put Nao inside his jacket, so his tiny head peeked out.

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