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Out of The Blue by RJ Jones: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Exclusive Excerpt from Out of the Blue

by RJ Jones

A week after my date with Cam, I was in the kitchen preparing dinner when a huge bouquet of red roses came walking through the door of Caroline’s apartment.

“These are for you.” Caroline’s disembodied voice came from behind the largest floral arrangement I’d ever seen.

“Who’re they from?”

“Give you one guess, Mr. Oblivious,” she grumbled as she placed the flowers on the counter.

“Why would he send me roses? I’m not a girl.”

I opened the attached card and two tickets for the 49ers vs the Bears preseason game fell out onto the counter.

I know you’re not a girl. The roses are for Caroline. I’ll pick you up at 1pm 🙂

I pushed the arrangement over to her. “They’re for you.”

“Ah, the old best-friend buyoff. He’s sucking up to both of us. He’s not all that stupid, is he?” Caroline asked, looking over my shoulder at the card and tickets.

“You know what he’s doing, don’t you?” Caroline asked.

“Taking me to the Bears game?” I took a closer look at the tickets. Seats on the fifty-yard line in two days’ time.

“No, dumbass, he’s wooing you.”

“Wooing?”

“Yes, he’s dating you. He’s taking you back to the beginning. He wants you to get to know the new Cameron Cooper. You know, I never thought he’d do it this way, I just thought he’d ask you to come home and not take no for an answer.”

That’s what I’d thought too.

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About Out of the Blue

OutOfTheBlue_400x600When everything happens Out of the Blue…

Lt Cameron Cooper has been with the San Francisco Fire Department for fifteen years. He’s seen and dealt with a lot of horrifying situations.  He’s always considered himself mentally tough, but when he attends a multi-vehicle accident and sees a dead boy with features remarkably similar to his long-time boyfriend, his mental health takes a hit.

All Jake Montgomery wants is to propose to his boyfriend on their ten-year anniversary. He’s already bought the perfect rings, but when Cameron struggles to look at him after a tragic accident, he has doubts about their future. Cam is withdrawing, and Jake doesn’t know why.

With heated arguments and cold shoulders, Cam and Jake’s life starts to fall apart. Just when Cam thinks he can overcome his issues and finally talk to Jake, memories from Jake’s past threaten to push them apart forever.

Available at: Amazon

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About RJ Jones

I started as a reader and eventually made the progression to reviewing. It wasn’t until two men pop into my thoughts, insisting on telling me their story that I started to write. It started with one scene. A hot and dirty one in the shower.

My initial thought was if I could write their scene then they’d shut up and allow me to concentrate on other aspects of my day. That shower scene was 3000 words long and three hours of work.  But they didn’t shut up.  They told me their entire story and I didn’t sleep for days.  Sometimes I couldn’t keep up with what they were telling me and I had to keep a notebook by my bed.

Whilst I was writing their story a side character decided he needed his story told too. Then other characters followed suit.

You see the problem? If I ever want to sleep again then I need to write.

I’m a wife and a mother to two boys. Even my dog is a boy.

I am surrounded by males.

Find out more about RJ on Facebook, Twitter or Pinterest.

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As part of this blog tour, RJ is giving away an eBook copy of Out of the Blue!! To enter, just click the link below!

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Please be aware that the only way to enter the giveaway is to click the Rafflecopter link above. Any comments on this post will not count towards entering the giveaway unless otherwise stated but are still welcome anyway.

Don’t forget to check out Susan65’s review of Out of the Blue to see what she thought of it!

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Honorary Blogger A.E. Via: My Characters + Exclusive Excerpt!

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My Characters

by A.E. Via

I’m so excited to be back on the Blogger Girls site. These ladies have been very supportive of my work and I can’t thank them enough.

I’m introducing two new characters that have become very near and dear to my heart. This book is about the life of a wrongly convicted man – Llewellyn Gardner, and a man that’s willing to see past Llew’s record and recognize the man that he is inside; construction business owner – Shane Smith, Jr.

I was very nervous about this book and the topic. I’m used to writing big bad alphas that ooze testosterone but aren’t afraid to love and love hard. My Llewellyn is the complete opposite. His is big and hard but only because the environment he was forced into made him that way. He is gentle and kind on the inside, but again, he’s reluctant to trust and especially to love.

I hope you will enjoy it and I would love to hear what you think.

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About Defined By Deceit

25101993Life isn’t always fair, and that’s something that Llewellyn Gardner knows about first hand. His life was on the fast track until one night of extreme passion changed everything.

Now eight years later, he’s still living with the aftershocks of that night. Everywhere he turns or runs, there’s another reminder. What the hell do you do when you try to drown your demons only to find out they can swim?

Shane Smith, Jr. owner of Smith Construction, could see the emotional turmoil within his new employee — it’s why he hired him. There was something about the gorgeous, misunderstood man with the overly expressive eyes that came to their small town with a past no one was willing to overlook. Shane could see the good in Llewellyn, and those eyes of his were a clear window to his soul. Shane wasn’t going to let the man live a future of solitude because his past had been plagued with deceit.

Llewellyn wasn’t sure what to think about Shane. After years of protecting himself from being tricked twice, he was now faced with worry again. What would happen to him if Shane didn’t believe his truth, and walked away? Llewellyn wasn’t sure he’d be able to survive being left alone. Again.

Available at: Amazon

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An Excerpt from Defined By Deceit

“Thinking of going in? Or are you just gonna block the entrance?”

Llew turned at the sound of the sure voice behind him. Since he seemed to tower over everyone he looked down at the pretty brunette with dark brown eyes to match. “Um. Sorry.” Llew mumbled quickly moving out of her way.

“Well don’t be sorry shuga’, just escort a lady inside.” Llew didn’t blink as he watched the lady stalk towards him. Her full chest sat above an extremely narrow waist. It almost looked unnatural. She dressed and wore the amount of makeup that a grown woman would, but her smooth face and approach screamed her real age. She was jailbait if he’d ever seen one. Llew gave her a slight head nod and turned to leave when his elbow was hooked.

“I saw you in the general store applying for a job. You musta’ jus’ got into town, because if not I’d have known, honey. So you got kin here?”

Silence.

The laugh was an all-out immature giggle and it graded on his nerves. “Cat got your tongue, darlin’”. She moved in even closer and dragged a long red nail down Llew’s arm, tilting her head back to look up at him. “You want me to beg, huh? Come on now, handsome. Escort a lady to a movie… then maybe -”

“Maybe when he sees’ a lady… he’ll escort one.”

Llew diverted his attention away from the overzealous minx that was practically humping his leg and focused on the beautiful man approaching with another guy in tow. His voice wasn’t overly deep like his own, it was a smooth and melodic southern drawl. Like he could be a singer or a poet. He walked with an unhurried gait that was a mixture of ‘I’m in charge’ and ‘you’re on my time, not the other way around’, and Llew found it sexy as fuck. His tall friend chuckled behind him, moving away to purchase their tickets. Is he on a date?No, their demeanor definitely said ‘friends.’

“Mind ya’ own business Smith, Jr. I saw him first.”

Smith, Jr.

The man hooked one thumb in his pocket not the slightest bit fazed at the remark. But Llew was thrown. Was this guy actually gay or was she being a smart aleck? The man gave him nothing to go on. He moved closer towards them and Llew got a nice whiff of his spicy, bold cologne when a cool breeze blew his way. It was an interesting contradiction, because the man’s entire persona said ‘cool and composed’.

“Mosey along, Sallie Ann. Don’t make me ring ya’ daddy. He told me keep an eye on you while he’s gone and I agreed. He’d be rather put out if I didn’t follow through on my promise.”

She reluctantly let go of his arm, letting loose a long drawn out huff of annoyance. Llew didn’t bother watching her walk away. She was irrelevant. With his hands tucked deep in his pockets he eyed the man in front of him with a mixture of curiosity and wistfulness.

“Sometimes a person has gotta’ run interference with that girl. She’s usually not that bad but her daddy’s outta’ town, so ya’ know how young girls can be.”

Actually, not really.

“Hi. I’m Shane Smith, Jr.” he stuck out a large, calloused hand and it took Llew a couple seconds to process that he was going to touch him. Llew shook his hand, his mouth still closed tight as he watched the man’s eyes. They were light brown and full of humor and amusement. He immediately thought that this was obviously a guy who had little worries if any in life. Wait a minute…Smith….Jr. Is he the owner of? He let go of the strong grip on his hand and wished he’d been able to hold it a little longer.

“And you are?”

Llew swallowed before answering. “Llew.”

Those eyes twinkled again and dark brown brows rose up in question. “Llew…just Llew.”

It was a humiliation when a man hated to tell someone his name. But by doing so it meant that they would soon know who he really was. Know who he was classified as. He didn’t want this man to know that, god help him he didn’t. But lying wasn’t an option. Fuck it. “Llewellyn Gardner.”

So many broke eye contact with him and Llew was more than intrigued that Mr. Shane Smith, Jr. was staring at him just as hard as he was staring back. He didn’t know why he was looking at him that way but he didn’t mind it.

“Now that’s a name.” Smith smiled beautifully.

Llew wasn’t sure if this guy was flirting with him or not, he’d been in a place where flirting didn’t exist for so long, he’d forgotten what it looked like…what it sounded like. The way Shane Smith, Jr. was smiling at him it sure seemed like it. Llew could imagine himself with a strong man like this. A man who was gorgeous but didn’t know it. Not overly done up in fancy digs, he was dressed like a working man but he wore that look well. He appeared simple but confident, like a man that followed his own counsel and was not easily persuaded. But Llew wouldn’t dare get his hopes up. As soon as word got out that there was a newly registered sex offender in their quaint little town, Smith, Jr. might be leading the lynch mob to run him out of there.

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About A.E. Via

A.E. Via is still a fairly new author in the beautiful gay erotic genre. Her writing embodies everything from hopelessly romantic to spicy to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

When she’s not clicking away at her laptop, she devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children.

While this is only her seventh novel, she has plenty more to come. So stalk her – she loves that – because the male on male action is just heating up!

Find out more about A.E. on her WebsiteBlogFacebookFacebook Author PageTwitterAmazon Page or Goodreads.

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Honorary Blogger Thianna D: Acceptance Brings Change + Giveaway!

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Acceptance Brings Change

by Thianna D

Some people look on spanking as just something you do to kids, some people look at it as a sick fetish. To others, it is just for fun. And yet, also for a segment of the population, spanking is also used as a form of discipline. Strangely enough, some of the stuff we are most attracted to, society makes us ashamed of. That kind of shame can eat at a person. Coming out of that shame, can also give you the freedom you need to overcome almost any obstacle in your way.

That’s how things are for Christian. After coming back from Afghanistan, broken both physically and mentally, he doesn’t see much of a future for himself. Meeting Logan is a surprise, especially because it brings up the slight interest he had in men – an interest he had denied for a long time. But Logan doesn’t just bring out his sexual need, he also brings out a kink that Christian has been hiding for a long time – the desire to be spanked.

For someone like Christian for whom spanking is a fetish, being spanked by Logan opens his eyes to the fact that maybe he isn’t bad or wrong for accepting something he has been dreaming about for years. He comes out of the closet to his family, finds a therapist to help him with his PTSD, and works at making himself the kind of man Logan deserves. In doing so, he becomes stronger and frees the man inside who has been hiding for far too long.

And isn’t that we all wish for? I am violently against shame and what it can do to people and to the body. Accepting parts of ourselves we have always denied or put down, finding others who are accepting of it as well, is liberating, good for the body, and for one’s mental health as well. Shame should be outlawed in my opinion.

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About As Natural As Breathing

As Natural as BreathingFor Christian Darringer, life isn’t worth living. Just back from the Middle East; scarred and with permanent damage to one leg, he does not think anyone will want him for anything. Meeting a gorgeous man he finds himself thinking about constantly is not in his plans. Pulled toward the startling younger man with striking blue eyes, he begins to question a lot of things – especially his sexuality. Not one to hide from a challenge, he plunges ahead only to find himself more than just attracted to Logan who is full of life and joy, he finds himself head over heels in love.

Logan Mannette has almost everything he ever wanted: loving parents, happiness, friends and security. The only thing missing is finding the love of his life, a love that is just like his parents’. When he meets Christian at a party, everything changes. Instantly attracted, he does his best to help this sad man and quickly finds himself feeling more than he has ever felt before. Raised in a domestic discipline household, he holds that ideal as what he wants but his interest in spanking became a fetish and when Christian admits that he wants to be spanked, Logan believes he might have found the perfect man.

Just as everything begins for them, Christian’s past intercedes and one of his brothers makes waves about him dating a man. If it weren’t for Logan’s support, he might fold; but with the love of one amazing man, Christian finds that living his life rather than just existing is as natural as breathing.

Available at: Amazon

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About Thianna D

Thianna loves to write strong stories with even stronger heroes. While all of her books have an erotic overtone, it is the story that is the most important to her. “The story should be able to stand on its own. The erotic elements are an add-on.”

She enjoys writing about couples with kink, paranormal couples, and straight out strangeness. But more on that later… mm.thiannad.com.

Find out more about Thianna at her Website, Facebook or Twitter.

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As part of this blog tour, Thianna is giving away 2 eBook copies of As Natural As Breathing, and a $10.00 gift card to an eBook seller of the winners choice.!! To enter, just click the link below!

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Please be aware that the only way to enter the giveaway is to click the Rafflecopter link above. Any comments on this post will not count towards entering the giveaway unless otherwise stated but are still welcome anyway.

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Honorary Blogger Nico Jaye: Chicago and Wisconsin + Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Chicago and Wisconsin

by Nico Jaye

Hi! Thank you so much to The Blogger Girls for inviting me to chat a little about my new book, He’s Just Knot That Into You. I had a lot of fun writing this fluffy werewolf novella and am excited for you to meet Tanner and Jon. =) Right now I’m touring the web to talk about the book, how it came about, my processes—and anything else that comes to mind, to be honest. Of course, a blog tour wouldn’t be complete without a giveaway, so please check out those details at the end of the post!

HJKTIY is set partly in Chicago, partly in the woods of Wisconsin. Chicago has a special place in my heart after I lived there for three years during grad school. Sure, grad school was tough, but the city made it some of the most fun years of my life. There were jazz clubs. And great restaurants. And my little studio apartment along Lake Michigan.

And, of course, who can forget Wrigley Field? Its iconic red-and-white marquee and its famous ballpark franks make Wrigley Field one of a kind in the baseball world. When I lived in Chicago, I spent many a game there and enjoyed the setting immensely.

Tanner and Jon spend some time in Chicago throughout HJKTIY. I had fun revisiting the area through photos and memories, and I hope I did the Second City justice.

The latter half of HJKTIY takes place north of Chicago, in the woods of northern Wisconsin. Although I’d been to Wisconsin—indeed, I’d even stayed in the woods there—it’d been a while since I’d visited, and I wasn’t nearly as familiar with Wisconsin as I was with my daily lifestyle in Chicago.

Hence…research! Is anyone shocked that I discovered Vilas County through the beauty of the Internet? *hears crickets*

By this point you all know how awesome the Internet is for research. Heck, the Internet is awesome, period. I’m saying hello to you through the Internet, after all. =) And, yes, I mean official research in this case, and not the tumblr binges I find myself on when I want a distraction to see some pretties and shinies on there. 😉

Anyway, I digress! We all know the Internet is awesome. Yup, established and accepted into evidence. What I didn’t know was the breadth of information available about this random little corner of northwest Wisconsin that I was determined to feature as the setting of Jon’s family home.

Photo - Autumn in the Northwoods(Used with permission of Life in the Northwoods)

Lucky for me there was a wonderful nature photographer who had a veritable bevy of inspiring photos on his site, Life in the Northwoods. Check it out and you’ll see what I mean. Just the variety of animals and scenery really had my imagination going. Add to that this amazing vacation home I found in the area, and I was all set.

In He’s Just Knot That Into You, I had a lot of fun with the setting—both going down memory lane to revisit Chicago and discovering gorgeous Vilas County, Wisconsin, through the powers of the Internet. =) If you decide to check out the book, I hope you’ll get a taste of the city and backwoods through Tanner and Jon’s eyes.

Nico ♥

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About He’s Just Knot That Into You

He's Just Knot That Into You - Cover (artist - Anna Sikorska)When Tanner moves to Chicago for a new job, he experiences his First Shift, a revelation that signifies he’s met his mate since the last full moon. The only problem? He doesn’t know who it is. To find his mate, he enlists his new assistant Jon to arrange a series of dates, but each one turns out more disastrous than the last.

With the next full moon quickly approaching, Tanner finally determines the identity of his true mate. Unfortunately, Jon has since disappeared, and Tanner must now begin a new search. Is it really Jon’s family crisis pulling him away, or is Jon just not that into him?

Available at: Dreamspinner Press & Amazon

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An Excerpt from He’s Just Knot That Into You

A note from Nico: Some of you might be wondering what First Shift means to an alpha werewolf in this universe. Well…here’s a little taste of the opening scene. Hope you like it!

He’d suspected nine days ago, but he hadn’t dared to hope.

This night, though, with the first full moon since he’d started at Dilarium, confirmed it.

Curled up on his side in the living room of his subleased townhome, Tanner gritted his teeth, his eyes squeezing shut as he felt the irrepressible movement of bones shifting beneath his skin. The silky carpet was cool and soft against his cheek, and he pressed his face into it, struggling with that over which he had absolutely no control. His body was on fire, his blood pumping through his veins at supersonic speed. An invisible spike pierced his fingertips, one by one, while his jaw rearranged itself on his face.

“AaaaaaaaAAAAAGGGHHH!”

He couldn’t hold back the scream that ripped through him as he felt his spine stretch, then curve, turning him into that one elusive form he’d craved for all of these years: werewolf.

A First Shift was supposed to be the hardest.

The first time bone broke and mended in its transformation into that creature of the night. The first time claws extended, pointed tips puncturing nail beds to replace human fingers. The first time fangs punched out, the teeth of a hunter replacing those of a benign human.

A First Shift was shocking. It was thrilling. It was painful.

Above all, it was exhilarating.

A First Shift meant he had found his mate.

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About Nico Jaye

Nico Jaye is a fan of all things HEA and has dragged her romance collection along for her moves from San Francisco to Los Angeles to Chicago to New York and back. She thinks reading is awesome and loves that she can hang out night after night with crinoline-wearing debutantes, brawny firemen in suspenders, and werewolf shifters with Scottish brogues. An overall feline enthusiast, Nico secretly (or not so secretly?) adores Hello Kitty, cat GIFs, spontaneous traveling, pretending to be crafty, emoticons, hot menfolk, and parenthetical statements (not necessarily in that order). After starting as the pitcher for Team Awesome (literally) and visiting places like South Africa, Oman, and Fiji, Nico discovered that letting the boys in her head tell her where they want to go could actually be the most exciting journey of all.

Find out more about Nico on her Website/BlogTwitterFacebook or Goodreads.

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There will be a giveaway across blog visits. Two winners will be chosen, and each winner will receive (1) their choice of an ebook from my backlist (not including HJKTIY), (2) a pretty ring with the word “love” inscribed on it, and (3) a crescent moon necklace. There are no shipping restrictions, and this giveaway is open worldwide where permitted by law.

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The raffle will end on April 1st. To enter, just click the link below!

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Don’t forget to check out Nikyta’s review of He’s Just Knot That Into You to see what she thought of it!

Good luck!

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Honorary Blogger G.B. Gordon: Part IV – Gathering Survivors + Giveaway!

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Part IV – Gathering Survivors

by G.B. Gordon

Hi everyone, I’m thrilled to be here and especially thrilled about the reason I’m here: Bengt and Alex are back with The Other Side of Winter. Some of you wanted to know a bit more about what happens between the two books, so I’m taking the opportunity to give you some glimpses into that year the guys spent apart from each other in a series of intermezzos over the course of this booktour.

SPOILER ALERT! A warning for those of you who’ve NOT yet read Santuario: since thesescenes are set after the first book, there will, of course, be spoilers.

Thank you for having me,

G

Read on at your own discretion.

IV. Gathering Survivors

Alex found a jumble of tree trunks and branches that gave him a perch off the sodden ground, where he could lean back and doze off without falling. He slept like the liebre, the jackrabbit of the brush lands: minutes at a time. In between those scant rests he listened into the darkness and tried to think of nothing.

As the first light trickled down to the forest floor, he drank some water and refilled his canteen from the numerous mini pools in leaves and flowers, then gingerly picked his way back. When he could smell the remnants of the fire he stopped to listen, then, as quietly as he could, he started to walk around the camp or whatever was left of it in a slowly tightening spiral, stopping ever so often to listen, unfocusing his eyes to look through the canopy instead of at it. He much preferred the more open palm forests he’d grown up around. He tried to tell himself that the cover worked both ways, but still felt exposed and claustrophobic at the same time.

He didn’t step into the clearing when he came to it, again circling around at the edge of the vegetation. All that was left of the bunkhouse and the attached cooking station was a heap of ashes and charred beams. The rain had extinguished the flames before they could spread. Or maybe the jungle was too wet to burn anyway. Alex had braced himself for a heap of bodies, but didn’t see a single one. Nor any turned soil. Odd. While the securitas had a reputation for cleaning up after themselves, he didn’t see them lugging a pile of bodies over this kind of terrain.

His shoulder blade pricking with imagined eyes he took a step forward. Like walking through glue. When nothing happened, he took another step. And another. Searching the debris, for what, he didn’t even know. There was nothing left here. He should scram.

The shock when he recognized the first skull in the ashes hit his body like a physical blow that brought him to his knees. Once seen, they were hard to miss—skulls, ribcages; the fire hadn’t burned hot or long enough to consume the bones.

Don’t think. He’d known every one of these people. Not closely, maybe. He hadn’t been here long enough for that. Don’t. Fucking. Think.

The soft metallic snick whipped his head up. Gun slide. And he was kneeling in the fucking middle of the fucking clearing like a sacrifice.

“Hands behind your head.”

That voice. He did as he was told, but he knew that voice. “Simón?”

Stunned silence answered him, followed by, “Caray. Alex?”

Simón Mendez walked around him and held out his hand to help him up. Alex took it. He hadn’t seen the man in months, and never out of uniform. He was glad to see to see him alive, but there wasn’t much room for happiness in this place, so it just felt strange, skewed to meet him like this. “What are you doing here?”

“We got word of the raid, and tried to get here in time to warn everyone.” He stared into the charred ruins and swallowed the obvious.

“We?”

Simón raised his arm, and Alex turned to watch a dozen more men step out into the open. Three of them he recognized as bunkmates. So he hadn’t been the only one to make it out alive. Four out of sixteen.

“How did they find us?”

Simón shrugged. “My guess? Some poor sod breaking under torture. I just hope it earned him a quick bullet.” He spit into the ashes.

Alex ran his hands through damp hair. The taste of ashes clogged his throat. He swallowed the bile and concentrated every bit of willpower he possessed on blanking out his thoughts. “I lost my fucking hat in there,” he said.

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About The Other Side of Winter

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Skanian investigator Bengt fell in love with fellow policeman Alex Rukow in a week. But that was a year ago, and they’ve been apart ever since. Then Alex escapes the corrupt and destitute island nation of Santuario and comes to live with Bengt. Happy ever after . . .?

Alex’s lifelong dream of leaving Santuario has come true at last. But he finds himself adrift in a society he doesn’t understand. Worse, past nightmares come back to haunt him, and after so many years of suspicion and self-reliance, it’s harder than he imagined to trust someone else.

Bengt just wants Alex to share his comfortable life. But the more he tries to give, the more Alex pulls away. Their physical connection couldn’t be better, but Bengt can’t seem to get through to his difficult, taciturn lover outside the bedroom. Meanwhile, he has his own demons to confront—not to mention a serial killer on the loose.

Bengt and Alex must dig deep for the courage to face their pasts, but it may be too late to save their relationship or their lives.

Available at: Riptide Publishing

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About G.B. Gordon

G.B.Gordon worked as a packer, landscaper, waiter, and coach before going back to school to major in linguistics and, at 35, switch to less backbreaking monetary pursuits like translating, editing, and writing.

Having lived in various parts of the world, Gordon is now happily ensconced in suburban Ontario with the best of all husbands. Santuario is G.B. Gordon’s first published work, but many more stories are just waiting to hit the keyboard.

Find out more on G.B.’s Website, Twitter or Goodreads.

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Every comment on this blog tour enters you in a draw for a $15 Riptide gift card. Entries close at midnight, Eastern time, on March 27. Contest is NOT restricted to U.S. entries. Don’t forget to add your email so we can contact you if you win!

Good luck!

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Cover Reveal: Healing Hunter’s Heart by Charlie Cochet + Exclusive Excerpt Part 3 & Giveaway!

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Thank you so much to The Blogger Girls for having me here today. I’m so excited to share with you the cover to Healing Hunter’s Heart, Book 2 in the Little Bite of Love series and sequel to An Intrepid Trip to Love. The cover was created by the fabulous L.C. Chase. Continue reading

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Q&A with Garrett Leigh + Giveaway!

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Interview with Garrett Leigh

Tell us about your latest release!

Misfits is my first attempt at M/M/M (ménage). I’ve read many threeway books and I’ve always come away feeling that the plot was written around a bunch of crass sex scenes. Misfits is the ménage book I wanted to read. The sex, though it’s there (trust me, it’s there…) was put on the back burner, and instead I took three men who came at life from totally different perspectives and tried to weave them together into a book with a little soul. If I’ve succeeded in any small way, I’m happy.

Is this title part of a series? Without giving us spoilers, of course, what can we expect from the next e-books/books in the series?

There is a very small possibility I might write Nero’s story. Nero is a grumpy Spanish chef who works for Urban Soul, the company Tom and Cass own. He has a chip on his shoulder and a missing finger on one of his hands. Jake thinks he’s hot, and I’m inclined to agree.

What do you have in store for readers in the future? What are you working on/planning on next, aside this title/series?

My next book will be a military novel from Riptide, out in November. I just have to finish writing the bugger…

Coffee or tea?

Rooibos tea. Myself and my lovely lover drink gallons of it. Or, rather, he does, and I leave half cold mugs all over the house. I do love the stuff, though. So much so, I wrote it into Only Love for Jed and Max to bond over.

Favorite season?

Early autumn or late spring. I’m not a fan of shivering or sweating…with my clothes on.

Favorite food for breakfast?

Depending on my mood, cold pizza, eggs of any kind on toast with hot sauce, or a fat bowl of porridge with dark brown sugar and crushed raspberries.

Latest book you’ve bought and read?

M/M wise, I’ve been on an RJ Scott binge. Out of the romance world, the last book I bought and read was City of Thieves, which was stunningly awesome. So much so, I’ve lent it out to so many people (for that, read, forced on them) I have no idea where it is.

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About Misfits

1Restaurant owner Tom Fearnes has loved his partner Cass for as long as he can remember, but their work often keeps them apart. When he meets a striking young man named Jake on the vibrant streets of Camden Town, their heady first encounter takes an unexpected turn.

Jake Thompson can hardly believe his luck when he wakes up in Tom’s bed. Tom is gorgeous, kind, and … taken. Tom’s explanation of his open relationship leaves Jake cold, but Tom is too tempting, and when hard times force Jake to accept Tom’s helping hand, he finds himself between two men who’ve lost their way.

Cass Pearson is a troubled soul. He loves Tom with all he has, but some days it feels like he hasn’t much to give. Jake seems like the perfect solution. Cass risks everything to push Jake and Tom together, but Jake resists, wary, until the darkness of Cass’s past comes to call. Then Jake finds himself the last man standing, and it’s time to dig deep and shine a light for the men he’s grown to love.

Available at: Amazon and Barnes & Noble

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About Garrett Leigh

Garrett Leigh is a British writer and book designer, currently working for Dreamspinner Press, Loose Id, Riptide Publishing, and Black Jazz Press. Her protagonists will always always be tortured, crippled, broken, and deeply flawed. Throw in a tale of enduring true love, some stubbly facial hair, and a bunch of tattoos, and you’ve got yourself a Garrett special.

When not writing, Garrett can generally be found procrastinating on Twitter, cooking up a storm, or sitting on her behind doing as little as possible. That, and dreaming up new ways to torture her characters. Garrett believes in happy endings; she just likes to make her boys work for it.

Garrett also works as a freelance cover artist for various publishing houses and independent authors under the pseudonym G.D. Leigh. For cover art info, please visit blackjazzpress.com.

Find out more about Garrett on her Website, Twitter or Facebook.

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Honorary Blogger Barbara Elsborg: A Difficult Subject + Excerpt & Giveaway!

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A Difficult Subject

by Barbara Elsborg

One of the things writers are often asked is – where do you get your ideas? The answer for me is everywhere as I suspect it is for most authors. The germ for Falling was the story a friend told me about her friend’s son who taught in a school in Scotland. He’d been accused—unjustly—of sexual assault. The pupil in question later withdrew her claim but too late to save the guy’s career. Mud does indeed stick and teaching lost a talented guy.

I took the story a stage further and sent my hero to prison. I have a few friends in the English judicial system and I researched to find out what would happen to him, the sort of sentence he’d get, the likelihood of him being convicted. The fact that Harper was so unfairly treated is, I hope, uncommon. And it’s very important to balance all this against the terrible crimes that are committed against children. Most of those charged with sexual assault deny it and continue to do so even after conviction. But juries don’t always get it right. Sometimes the good guys are delivered into a nightmare that continues long after they are released.

Not an easy topic. Not a light topic. So I balanced it with a guy I fell for the moment I chose his name – Malachi. The meaning of his name is significant!

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About Falling

1Harper is no longer behind bars, but it doesn’t feel like it. Ten years serving time for a crime he didn’t commit have left him shut down, numb, and a frozen wreck over the simplest of choices.

He’s acutely aware of the dark-haired young man checking him out in the supermarket, but he’s too deep in panic mode to even meet the guy’s gaze. Afraid the slightest move will trigger a fall that will never stop.

Fresh off a long-term relationship with a controlling man, Malachi is stuck living with relatives who think he’s a waste of oxygen. The tall guy in the long, gray coat is the first bright spot he’s glimpsed in a long time…though the man’s unblinking stare at a bottle of shower gel is a touch alarming.

Hard experience tells both of them to turn away before lust turns to hopeless attraction, and inevitably to disaster. But once their sparks connect, the arc of electricity is too strong to deny. Even if the cost is too much to bear.

Available at: Samhain Publishing & Amazon

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An Excerpt from Falling

Harper walked quickly back down the main road, rising anxiety making his chest ache. Past The Station pub where light and noise spilled onto the pavement, past a row of shops that were no longer familiar, past the car dealership that was, and he kept going alongside the cricket ground until he reached Ings Lane. He was almost running, but he didn’t seem able to slow down even though his breathing was ragged.

He turned off Ings Lane onto Oddstone Lane. Willow House was right at the end. He wasn’t supposed to be here yet, but the place he’d agreed to stay in for a month had been wrecked by a burst pipe. He transferred the bags to one hand and fumbled in his pocket for the key. It worked—thank fuck—and a flick of a switch turned on the hall light. See? Everything is fine. He closed the door behind him, his chest heaving, stared at the bolt before he wrenched it across, and then he started to shake.

Before the bags fell from his trembling hand, he put them on the floor, then slid down the wall to his haunches, covering his head with his arms, his fingers interlinked.

Safe, safe, safe.

But he wasn’t. His head wouldn’t let him be safe. His head threw him right back into hell. He stayed in that position for a long while, his breathing fast and erratic, waiting for something to happen, for someone to kick him or shout abuse or whisper obscenities or order him to his feet. The complete silence freaked him out. Mentally and physically exhausted, he had no thought of doing anything other than sleeping, because that would shut down his racing mind.

He rocked back and forth, struggling with the churning in his head, his mixed-up thoughts tumbling hard and heavy like boulders rolling down a hill. Taking deep breaths began to help. He had a mountain to climb and falling rocks to dodge, but the mountain would still be there in the morning, and maybe when he woke, it wouldn’t look quite so much like Everest.

Once he was sure his legs would support him, he pushed himself up. He left the supermarket purchases where they lay, picked up his duffel bag and made for the stairs. He didn’t even know if there was a bed to sleep in.

He pushed open the door to his old room and pressed the light switch. A double bed but no sheets, blankets or pillows. He pulled thin, flowery curtains across the window. What a novelty, though he felt no more secure. Cleaning his teeth and washing his face was a nightly ritual and he broke it. He didn’t even need to take a piss. Had he drunk anything today? A coffee, first thing. Nothing after.

He left the light on, kicked off his shoes and curled up on the bed in his coat. A moment later he got up and put the shoes neatly together on the floor. He’d hardly lain flat again before he reached down and tossed them across the room. He closed his eyes. Please let me sleep. Please don’t let me dream. Please give me my life back.

No one was listening. No one ever had.

He was still falling.

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About Barbara Elsborg

Barbara Elsborg lives in West Yorkshire in the north of England. She always wanted to be a spy, but having confessed to everyone without them even resorting to torture, she decided it was not for her. Vulcanology scorched her feet. A morbid fear of sharks put paid to marine biology. So instead, she spent several years successfully selling cyanide. (Try saying that fast)

After dragging up two rotten, ungrateful children and frustrating her sexy, devoted, wonderful husband (who can now stop twisting her arm) she finally has time to conduct an affair with an electrifying plugged-in male, her laptop. Her books feature quirky heroines and bad boys, sometimes two bad boys for each quirky heroine, and more recently two bad boys all on their own. She hopes her stories are as much fun to read as they are to write.

You can find out more about Barbara and her books at www.barbaraelsborg.com, catch more of her scintillating wit at her blog on the same site, and if you want to tell her how much you love her books, please, email her!

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Honorary Blogger Susan Mac Nicol: Reasons Why My Story Is Different + Giveaway!

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Reasons Why My Story Is Different

by Susan Mac Nicol

Oh yes, there are a few books out there with this theme. I’ve read Harper Fox’s ‘Tyack and Drayne’ mysteries and love every one of them. I think the reason my story is different is because it’s not so much about helping the police with formal investigations, but rather Taylor trying to ease his pain over a friend’s death and unravel the mysterious circumstances around it for his own peace of mind. He also wants to bring closure to a man who is on the edge trying to retain what’s left of his family.

This is less about the police work and the investigations and more about a man (Draven) who is a real sceptic coming face to face with someone he doesn’t believe in (Taylor) and having everything he thought was true in his grounded world come apart. It’s about the frailty of the human psyche in managing a gift like this and the loneliness that ensues as a result. It’s about someone with a special gift telling you something you really don’t want to hear but knowing it’s the right thing to do.

As it was in Love You Senseless, this is about Taylor bringing peace to other people using his talent and at the same time, causing havoc within himself. And of course, the fact there is a hot investigator with a past tragedy in his own life just makes it that little bit more interesting.

I think Taylor sums up the whole raison d’être of a psychic in these words.

Taylor swallowed. “I’m sorry you feel that way.” His throat was dry, his stomach roiling at Draven’s harsh words. “I’m just a messenger, believe me, it’s no fucking fun for me either. I didn’t ask for this gift, I was cursed with it, and sometimes it seems more heartache than it’s worth.”

And

Taylor’s temper flared. “I’m sorry that I’m not able to switch it on and off like a fucking light switch, Dray, just to stop you hurting. I’m just passing on a message from a boy that thinks you’re holding onto him for your own needs, not his.”

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About Sights and Sinners

SMSight and Sinners_4THE MEN OF LONDON – From Charing Cross to Waterloo, there’s no escaping love.

SEEING THROUGH…

28-year-old Draven Samuels has a tragic past, but as an investigator with a high-profile London company he now gets what he wants. Tough, sarcastic, and sceptical, he has no patience for lies and even less for people who waste his time. Even if they’re as beautiful as the wild and dark-haired Taylor Abelard. Especially when they’re talking over the body of a murder victim.

THE DARKNESS

Psychic Taylor Abelard is used to people calling him a freak. He can see past events and feel the ghostly vibrations of people close to him who’ve passed on. It’s why he doesn’t get too close to the living. But this time, against his better judgment, despite Draven’s mocking rejoinders, Taylor will get closer than ever before. The mystery surrounding a dead friend will lead the two men down a dark and seedy trail of blackmail and lies. Add in the heartbreak of a family tragedy, and events lead them straight into each other’s arms. By the end of this night, all their demons will have risen—and been banished with the dawn.

Available at: Amazon and Barnes & Noble

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About Susan Mac Nicol

Susan Mac Nicol is a self confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, self confessed geek and nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…

She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men fall in love. She is a romantic at heart and believes that everything happens (for the most part) for a reason.  She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.

Lover of walks in the forest, theatre productions, dabbling her toes in the cold North Sea and the vibrant city of London where you can experience all four seasons in a day , she is a hater of pantomime (so please don’t tar and feather her), duplicitous people, bigotry and self righteous idiots.

In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.

Find out more about Susan on her WebsiteBlogFacebookTwitterPinterestLinkedIn & Tumblr.

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Cronin’s Key by N.R. Walker: Exclusive Excerpt + Giveaway!

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Exclusive Excerpt from Cronin’s Key

by N.R. Walker

Alec let Cronin lead the way, thankful he did so at a human pace. It was dark, downhill and the grass was slippery with dew. “You can see where you’re going, right?”

“Very clearly,” Cronin replied, still holding Alec’s hand.

“You can see everything in the dark?” Alec asked as they walked along a grassy path. “All vampires have super-sight, yeah?”

“Night or day is the same, just a different color,” Cronin explained.

The night looked dark and misty to Alec, nothing more. If it weren’t for the cold, Alec wouldn’t have believed he was in a different country. The smell though, the scent of damp heather as Cronin had identified, was very distinct. It was very Cronin.

Alec really couldn’t see where he was, though as their walk became more even-footed and less downhill, Alec thought he was in what looked like a field. The grass was long and heavy with dew, making Alec’s jeans damp to above his knees. The wet added to the cold, but Alec never complained or stopped walking. Wherever Cronin was taking him must have been important, and even if it weren’t, just being outdoors, walking and holding hands despite the cold, felt wonderful.

Then Alec realized why Cronin had brought him here. He gave his hand a squeeze. “This is where you’re from?”

“Yes,” Cronin said. “I grew up not far from here. The village to the north, but it was not exact where it is now.” Cronin laughed a little. “My brothers and I would go to the River Add and fish for eel. Oh, I’d not recalled that for a long time,” he said. “I’d not given thought to that in so long! My mother would be so cross. We were supposed to toil fields, or collect reeds to be dried, but when the weather was warm, we’d make off, hunting rabbit in the glen.”

Alec could listen to him tell stories all night long. “How many brothers did you have?”

“Two. I was the youngest. They were both bigger than I, strong with black hair. Then there was me, just a wee lad with my mother’s fair skin and red hair.”

Alec grinned at his use of such Scottish dialect. It rolled so beautifully off his tongue. “Hence the name Cronin, I take it. It means red, doesn’t it?”

Alec could see Cronin’s smile, even in the darkened night. “Yes. I don’t recall a great many things from my human years. I do remember my mother would weave baskets. And I remember a town feast, I was very young, but I remember the music and dancing, people drinking and eating, laughing. I don’t recall the cause of such celebration, but I remember that.”

“I can’t even imagine it,” Alec said. “What did you wear? I mean, what was the fashion of the eighth century, Scotland?”

“What did I wear?”

“Yes!”

“Fabrics were coarse, woven wool or hemp, some were dyed, some were not,” Cronin said. “We were not wealthy enough to have finery.”

“And your shoes?”

“Leather boots,” Cronin said. “Just a very basic form of what you wear today, bound with leather strapping.”

“I am intrigued by it all,” Alec said, squeezing Cronin’s hand again. “It helps me see who you are.”

“I have not told anyone these stories,” Cronin said quietly. “Of my brothers, of my mother.”

Cronin stopped walking and let go of Alec’s hand. He was quiet, seemingly lost in his memories. He turned in a circle letting the tall grass skim his fingertips. “I’ve not been here for a very long time.”

The mist seemed to float above them and, as Cronin had said it would be, the air was a fraction warmer than it was on the hill. Alec’s eyes had adjusted a little and he could see that yes, they were in a field. There was a dark line about a hundred yards to the west and Alec presumed they were trees. There was absolutely nothing there, yet Cronin had stopped in this particular spot for a reason.

“Why did you really bring me here?”

Cronin looked at Alec then and he swallowed hard. “Because this is where I died.”

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About Cronin’s Key

unnamedNYPD Detective Alec MacAidan has always been good with weird. After all, his life has been a string of the unexplainable. But when an injured man gives him cryptic clues, then turns to dust in front of him, Alec’s view on weird is changed forever.

Cronin, a vampire Elder, has spent the last thousand years waiting for Alec. He’d been told his fated one would be a man wielding a shield, but he didn’t expect him to be human, and he certainly didn’t expect that shield to be a police badge.

Both men, strong-willed and stubborn, are still learning how to cope with the push and pull of being fated, when fate throws them another curveball.

Rumors have spread quickly of turmoil in Egypt. Covens are fleeing with news of a vampire who has a talent like no other, hell-bent on unleashing the wrath of Death.

Alec and Cronin are thrown into a world of weird Alec cannot imagine. What he learned in school of ancient pharaohs and Egyptian gods was far from the truth. Instead, he finds out firsthand that history isn’t always what it seems.

Available at: Amazon

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About N.R. Walker

N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.

She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

She is many things; a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.

She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things…but likes it even more when they fall in love.

She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

She’s been writing ever since…

Find out more about N.R. on her Website, Facebook or Twitter.

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