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Feat of Clay by Susan Mac Nicol + Excerpt!

Feat of Clay

An Excerpt from Feat of Clay

by Susan Mac Nicol

Galileo’s buzzed with activity as Clay walked back from the bar with a round of drinks. His friends were all seated in a corner booth, chatting animatedly. He grinned at Tate who already looked a little under the weather as he tried to convince Eddie of the benefits of briefs versus boxers. Eddie gave Clay a ‘please help me’ puppy dog look which Clay ignored. He knew exactly what happened when Tate got onto that subject, Clay being a boxer man himself, and he didn’t want to get involved. He smothered a laugh as he sat down and heard the words ‘dangling junk’ seeing Eddie’s panicked look around the restaurant to check if anyone else had heard Tate’s rather loud ode to the delights of wearing briefs to keep his junk “contained.”

Taylor waved his beer bottle in Clay’s direction. “More booze. Just what we needed.” He slugged down the remains of his current drink and picked up another one.

His fiancé, Draven, sighed. “Tay, remember what happened the last time you got drunk? You gave Tate hell, and then it ended up with Gideon politely kicking you and me out of the restaurant with poor Clay as the babysitter.”

Clay laughed loudly. “I remember that night well. I thought poor Gideon was going to pitch a fit.”

“Poor Gideon did pitch a fit,” was the dry rejoinder from behind and Clay turned to see the man in question standing there. He was immaculately clad as always in a grey suit, as befitted the owner of Galileo’s. He sat down in the empty chair beside Eddie and leaned over to kiss his cheek.

Gideon grinned. “If I recall, it was a bit like the Nicky Starr porn site in here that night.” He frowned. “Talking about Oliver and Leslie, weren’t they supposed to be here?”

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About Feat of Clay

26011252Imprisoned and tortured, undercover cop Tate Williams will find redemption in the arms of his boyhood friend, now lover, former SAS soldier Clay Mortimer.

TWO MEN.

TORN. TORTURED. LOVED.

Though they went their separate ways, Tate Williams and Clay Mortimer have been crazy about each other since their school days. Clay went into the SAS. Tate became a cop. Neither mentioned their attraction to the other. Both sought out danger. Both found it.

Imprisoned and shot in an undercover assignment gone wrong, Tate somehow survived…and found his way back into Clay’s arms. His old friend is now the owner of an elite investigation agency and everything any man could want: patient, handsome, commanding. And Clay knows what it takes to survive. But Tate can’t bring himself to share all his secrets, nightmares that force him to rebel against everything. He finds solace from his past as a graffiti artist, a childhood passion, but his demons drive away all who might care for him. Only when he faces that past—and learns that everyone has tasted despair—can the two men truly be brothers-in-arms…and more.

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.

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Cover Reveal: Whiskers of a Chance by Tempeste O’Riley + Exclusive Excerpt!

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Whiskers of a Chance

by Tempeste O’Riley

Blurb: Jason Grant runs his own IT business from home, owns his own home, and has the best friend he could imagine. What he doesn’t have, or believe he will ever have, is love. When Jason catches a glimpse of his new neighbor on moving day, his libido ignites and his fascination in piqued. He even manages to concoct an excuse to go over and meet the man who makes him hope and want for more than he has in years.

Keith Skyler is a shifter in a world where his kind is known to only a few, but they don’t often mix and they never mate. Keith has been hoping for a mate since before he can remember, but gay lynx don’t have true mates. As far as he knows, they don’t have mates at all. However, while moving his little family across Seattle—and away from their tribe—his reality tips and spins more than he thought possible.

When these two men meet over a dish of five-cheese broccoli-noodle casserole, sparks fly. Who knew a welcome to the neighborhood gift could give both of them their chance at love?

Coming soon to Dreamspinner Press on September 30, 2015! Pre-order your copy here!

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Cover Reveal: The Last Nights of The Frangipani by Bey Deckard + Excerpt & Giveaway!

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The Last Nights of The Frangipani

by Bey Deckard

Blurb: All James wanted was a little solitude at his favourite resort: bright sunshine overhead, soft, white sand underfoot, and a hammock to read in while the warm breeze rustles through the coconut palms and almond trees. However, when an old acquaintance shows up, and James is obliged to share “his” beach, a profound exchange over a bottle of rum leads to a lust-fuelled encounter in the dark.

Reeling from the intensity of the drunken tryst, James decides to cut his vacation short rather than face what he’s kept hidden under mountains of denial.

However, his escape is thwarted when Rudie, handsome and plainspoken, calls him out on his behaviour and makes him see that life needn’t be spent running away from his desires.

Set at a rundown old resort on a small Caribbean island, The Last Nights of The Frangipani is a story about letting go of fear and learning that passion and love can be found in the most unexpected of places.

The Last Nights of The Frangipani is scheduled to release September 12, 2015!

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Beware of Geeks Bearing Gifts by Charlie Cochet: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Exclusive Excerpt from Beware of Geeks Bearing Gifts

by Charlie Cochet

Spencer walked around the kitchen counter and flopped down into a chair, waiting for the brownies to cool. “The guy doesn’t know I exist. He’s freakin’ Miami SWAT. He’s probably an overbearing, misogynistic asshole with a giant ego, anyway.”

Danny took a seat next to him, his expression filled with concern. “You don’t know that. Besides, since when do you judge people?”

Spencer narrowed his eyes at his friend. “No one likes a smartass.”

“Says the guy who got a ticket for mouthing off to a police officer.”

“I wasn’t mouthing off. I was being witty and adorable. The guy just had no sense of humor. Besides, I was nowhere near that fire hydrant. He was clearly behind on his quota. Bet that wouldn’t have happened to Quinn.” Was he pouting? Oh God, he was. Danny was right; he was sad.

“Probably because he’s SWAT and can park his ginormous truck wherever the hell he wants.” Danny went to the glass doors of the balcony overlooking the parking spaces and started laughing.

“What?”

“You know how they say dogs look like their owners? I wonder if the same applies to cars.”

Spencer joined Danny at the window, letting out a low groan. His tiny yellow Fiat gleamed cheerfully in the morning sunlight beside Quinn’s monster black Chevy Silverado. “It looks like a sunspot.”

Danny’s giggle turned into full-blown laughter.

“I don’t see what’s so funny. Do you know how hard it is to find decent parking in this city? And by decent I mean a parking spot that won’t lead to your car getting scratched, dented, crashed into, broken into, or stolen. You’d think you could find a spot in a shopping center at ten in the morning on a Tuesday, but no.”

“Here we go,” Danny sighed, heading back to the counter to make a second attempt at snatching a brownie. Again he was thwarted by Spencer, who was a lot faster than he looked.

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About Beware of Geeks Bearing Gifts

BewareOfGeeksJulian “Quinn” Quinetro, a gruff, tough Miami SWAT officer, has been injured on the job, and all he’s looking for is a little peace and quiet to recover—difficult to achieve with his large Cuban family. An adventure in picking up his prescriptions puts him in the path of his geeky, brownie-baking neighbor, Spencer Morgan. Spencer sweeps into Quinn’s life like a tropical storm of sunshine and rainbows. Not surprisingly, it’s chaos at first sight. Quinn’s in need of a little tender loving care, and Spencer decides he’s just the man for the job. Their very different lives might clash, but they might also find some common ground—and maybe more.

Available at: Dreamspinner Press & Amazon

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About Charlie Cochet

AuthorPicCharlie Cochet is an author by day and artist by night. Always quick to succumb to the whispers of her wayward muse, no star is out of reach when following her passion. From adventurous agents and sexy shifters, to society gentlemen and hardboiled detectives, there’s bound to be plenty of mischief for her heroes to find themselves in, and plenty of romance, too!

Currently residing in Central Florida, Charlie is at the beck and call of a rascally Doxiepoo bent on world domination. When she isn’t writing, she can usually be found reading, drawing, or watching movies. She runs on coffee, thrives on music, and loves to hear from readers.

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Buchanan House by Charley Descoteaux: Excerpt & Giveaway!

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An Excerpt from Buchanan House

Timothy Tate knocked on the front doors at eight o’clock sharp. Eric had barely been up long enough to start coffee, and Nathan had yet to emerge. They’d slept in one of the rooms on the first floor. The official reason was to avoid having to clean two rooms, but the unofficial reason was to talk into the night like they had back in middle school. Slumber parties for thirtysomethings. Somehow that didn’t make Eric feel any better about meeting this Tim person.

But opening the door sure did.

Tim Tate was as tall as Nathan, so six one, and he had curly black hair and eyes so dark you could get lost in them.

“Morning.” He wasn’t much for smiling, though.

“Good morning. Please come in. I’m Eric.”

Tim nodded and seemed to be looking at something behind Eric’s right shoulder. As soon as Eric remembered to step aside, Tim came in. “You bought this place?”

“Yes. Isn’t it lovely? The inspector said the bones are solid, and someone did amazing work on the rooms. Right now, we need help with the kitchen and some reno on the public areas.”

“Should tear it down and start fresh.”

“I beg your pardon. That’s a horrible thing to say. You don’t discard something just because it’s not perfect. With a little love—maybe this isn’t going to work out.”

Tim shrugged and looked around the room. His face seemed to soften into… nostalgia? It held a wistful quality, of that much Eric was certain.

“Have you been in this room before?”

Tim had turned away a little, so the left side of his face pointed toward Eric.

Is that his best side?

He didn’t answer, so Eric repeated the question, a little louder.

“Huh? Oh, yeah. When I was a kid. Sometimes the local clubs would use it for summer camps. It’s been empty for over ten years.”

“Why? I mean, did something happen here?”

“No. The owners died, and their kids didn’t want to live out here. Can’t blame ’em. Entertainment isn’t easy to come by.”

Nathan chose that moment to enter, in his pink robe with the ostrich-feather trim. He spoke quickly, almost dancing through the room and toward the aroma of coffee. “Good morning. You don’t mind I borrowed your robe? And this must be Tim. Lovely to meet you, sweetheart. Coffee, then business.” He flounced into the kitchen.

Eric and Tim watched him go. The silence in his wake stretched out a little too long for Eric, mortified by the thought Tim might believe the robe belonged to him.

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About Buchanan House

unnamedEric Allen, thirty-three-year-old line cook, moved in with his grandmother, Jewell, after a disastrous coming-out when he was in middle school. She raised him, and he cared for her when she fell ill. When Jewell died she left everything to Eric—angering his parents and older brother. The inheritance isn’t much, but Eric and his bestie Nathan pool their money and buy an abandoned hotel on an isolated stretch of the Central Oregon Coast. The hotel isn’t far from Lincoln City—a town with its own Pride Festival and named for a president—so they christen it Buchanan House after James Buchanan, the “confirmed bachelor” president with the close male friend.

Eric and Nathan need a handyman to help them turn Buchanan House into the gay resort of their dreams. Eric finds Tim Tate in the local listings and over the months leading to opening weekend Tim reveals himself as a skilled carpenter with many hidden talents. Eric falls hard for Tim, but before he can see a future with the gorgeous handyman he has to get over twenty years of being bullied and shamed by his birth family. It would be much easier if Eric’s brother Zach weren’t trying to grab part of the inheritance or ruin opening weekend.

Available at: Dreamspinner Press & Amazon 

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About Charley Descoteaux

Charley Descoteaux has always heard voices. She was relieved to learn they were fictional characters, and started writing when they insisted daydreaming just wasn’t good enough. In exchange, they’ve agreed to let her sleep once in a while. Charley grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area during a drought, and found her true home in the soggy Pacific Northwest. She has survived earthquakes, tornadoes, and floods, but couldn’t make it through one day without stories.

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Honorary Blogger Victoria Sue: A Snippet Into Blaze + Giveaway!

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A Snippet Into Blaze

by Victoria Sue

Blaze didn’t ask to be a werewolf. If he was going to ask to be anything it would be a god. Something useful. Werewolves still had to hunt, and it was impossible to catch fish. His claws were too sharp. And what? What if he got fleas? Blaze shuddered. Old Jacob had a mangy dog that snarled every time you walked past, and it was always scratching. It smelled. He bet it had hundreds of fleas. And werewolves were like dogs. Okay, well, really scary dogs, but still dogs.

Oh…What if he’d shifted and he suddenly needed to pee. Blaze gulped, or worse. What did werewolves do? Because they sure as hell didn’t stand next to their best friend and have contests about how far they could piss for, or who’s…mmm, well, no. He didn’t think werewolves did that either.

And they’d have to eat gross stuff. I mean, Blaze ate rabbit and he’d been shown how to skin it, but then Conner’s mom would cook it, and they certainly didn’t have to eat the nasty bits. He bet Jacob’s dog had those. Eww…

There was only one benefit that he could see. He didn’t think his mom and Annie’s father would still want him to mate her. I mean – they couldn’t kiss. His fangs would probably drop and he’d cut her. Then she’d go all girly on him and start crying. Blaze brightened. Conner wouldn’t cry. Maybe everyone would think it was suddenly a good idea to kiss a boy because boys were tougher.

Maybe this whole turning into a werewolf thing wasn’t that bad after all.

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About Broken Circle

25923407Blaze, the most powerful werewolf on the planet has found his omega, Aden. Together with Conner and Darric they finally become true mates, fulfilling an ancient prophecy by the goddess Sirius and forming Orion’s Circle. The battle against the terrorist group, the Winter Circle, has begun.

Blaze, however, is fighting his own battle. Aden is due to birth a child, and despite Blaze’s six hundred years of being an Alpha, nothing has prepared him for his hardest challenge yet — how to become a father. His struggles are hurting the people he loves the most and threatening their bond.

The madman who kidnapped and tortured Aden still hasn’t been caught, and when the worst happens and their circle is broken, Blaze has to fight his biggest threat yet – his own inner weakness – an enemy against which his Alpha strength will be useless. Blaze has to learn that true strength is only found in forgiveness, and sometimes the most powerful weapon is love.

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About Victoria Sue

MM Love stories – because the only thing better than one hot guy is two of them.

Has loved books for as long as she can remember. Books were always what pocket money went on and what usually Father Christmas brought. When she ran out of her kids’ adventure stories, she would go raid her mom’s. By the age of eight she was devouring classics like Little Women, and fell in love with love stories.
She’s still in love with them. Any size, any shape, any creature – love is love, no matter what it says on the box.
In fact if they don’t fit very neatly into any box she loves them even more!
She has a very patient husband and three wonderful children. In 2010 in search of adventure they all moved from the UK to the US and are happily settled in Florida. Finally, after reading love stories for so long, she decided to write her own.

Find out more about Victoria on her Facebook, Twitter, Blog or Goodreads.
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Blowing Smoke by Rory Ni Coileain: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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by Rory Ni Coileain

Bryce shook his head, but his arms slipped loosely around Lasair’s hips and his pouting lips parted at Lasair’s urging for a staggering kiss. Bryce groaned softly. Lasair could taste the groan. He could scent both need and despair.

He wanted to drive out the despair, excise even the memory of the scent of tears. There was an armchair behind Bryce; awkwardly, Lasair walked them both over to it, never leaving off the kiss until Bryce sat down hard.

“Would you for fuck’s sake listen to m—”

Lasair let another kiss tell Bryce ‘no’ until he had worked his way into the chair with him, kneeling astride Bryce’s lap. The chair was narrow, forcing him to grip the human’s hard thighs tightly between his knees. Bryce’s body was rigid, his jaw set; his arms had fallen away from Lasair’s waist, and now he gripped the arms of the chair, his knuckles white. There was anger in the human’s intense deep green gaze, anger and hunger and…

damn. Tears. Pooling in his eyes, falling when he blinked. Gently, he thumbed the tears away, and framed Bryce’s face in his hands. “Why tears, sumiúl?”

“What the hell does that mean?”

Stubble rasped lightly over Lasair’s palms. “‘Fascinating’ comes close. Something or someone you look at because you can’t look away. Because there’s nothing else you want to see.”

Bryce’s strangled laugh wrenched at Lasair. “You don’t listen in any language, do you? Getting close to me is the worst thing that will ever happen to you. Trust me.”

“Would you for fuck’s sake, as you so eloquently put it, forget about me and let me do this for you?” Lasair wasn’t sure if another Fae had ever spoken those words. Probably not. They were the complete antithesis of Fae sex. Maybe later he’d wonder about them. Not now. “I want to see you smile, preferably after I’ve just made you forget your own name and scream mine.”

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About Blowing Smoke

Blowing Smoke Final CoverLasair Faol, Master of the Fade-Hounds to the Royal court of the Demesne of Fire in the Fae Realm, has been exiled to the human world by the Princess Consort for failing to catch her son’s kidnapper. Bryce Newhouse, Greenwich Village investment banker, is universally loathed by all who know him. Generally, he’s perfectly cool with that, but he discovers what he’s been missing—literally—when he finds Lasair chained in his basement.

Bryce was supposed to receive half of Lasair’s soul at his birth, but thanks to the Fae of Purgatory, the Pattern—portal between the worlds—has been damaged, and Bryce’s soul arrived thirty-one years too late. Now the exiled Fae is the shunned human’s only hope of healing his broken past. And with the fate of two worlds riding on that healing, Lasair is going to have to overcome both his race’s innate mistrust of genuine emotion and his own very unFae awkwardness, to have any chance of reaching Bryce’s impenetrable heart.

Available at: Amazon

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About Rory Ni Coileain

Rory Ni Coileain has been writing almost as long as she’s been reading, and reading almost as long as she’s been talking. She majored in creative writing in college, back when Respectable Colleges didn’t offer such a major, so she designed it herself—being careful to ensure that she never had to take a class before nine in the morning or take a Hemingway survey course.

She graduated Phi Beta Kappa at the age of nineteen, sent off her first short story to an anthology being assembled by an author she idolized, received the kind of rejection letter that fuels decades of therapy, and found other things to do for the next thirty years or so, including nightclub singing, working as a volunteer lawyer for Gay Men’s Health Crisis, and studying ballet in New York City, until her stories grabbed her by the shirt collar and announced they were back.

Now she’s a legal editor, a soprano in her church choir and the St. Mark’s Cathedral Choral Society (unless they’re singing Mozart, because she’s decided that Mozart didn’t like sopranos very much), the mother of a teenaged son, Brony, and budding film-maker (all wrapped up in one amazing offspring), and amanuensis to a host of Fae, Gille Dubh, and shapeshifters who are all anxious to tell their stories, and some of whom aren’t very good at waiting their turns.

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The Pinch of the Game by Charley Descoteaux + Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway! NSFW

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by Charley Descoteaux

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I wanted to end on a sexy note and for Michael, nothing is hotter than getting some from his favorite witch.

The lube opened with a soft snap, and soon his hot, slick thumb teased my hole. I moaned and pushed back, and he made a sound somewhere between a gasp and a sigh. Pretty soon it felt like half of his hand pumped into me. Wet slapping sounds in a slightly different rhythm tempted me to turn and look, but I wasn’t going to take control of anything. This was Jeffrey’s show, and he could run it any way he chose.

By the time he ripped open the condom, I was squirming on the bed, squeezing handfuls of the blankets to keep from demanding he fuck me. Begging him to fuck me. I ground my hips into the bed, and Jeffrey leaned against my ass. His fingers hit the spot on every thrust, and I cried out when his other hand gripped my balls. He rolled them in the palm of his hand like billiard balls, and I buried my face in the bed so my shouting wouldn’t bring the cops. I’d never felt anything even close to this good, the pleasure of being Jeffrey Overton’s fucktoy.

It was excruciating, not knowing what he’d do next. Excruciating, and I never wanted it to end.

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About The Pinch of the Game

PinchOfTheGame[The]FSBeing a witch doesn’t mean one can beat the devil forever.

Jeffrey Overton, unemployed IT professional turned poker player, pushes his luck once too often and runs afoul of the host of an illegal card club. The man sent to escort Jeffrey to a “meeting” about his supernatural winning streak arrives at Jeffrey’s crappy North Portland apartment, lock-picking tools in hand and a charm to block Jeffrey’s magick.

Head muscle for said host, Mike Wells, is a Daisy from Daisyville. He isn’t a witch. What he lacks in magickal talent he makes up for in brawn, so he doesn’t expect the guy he’s after to overpower him. But once Mike renders Jeffrey helpless, he’d rather seduce him than bring him in.

Jeffrey and Michael ditch the “meeting” and end up hunting some of the same people they ran from, trying to get Jeffrey back into his own body. And that’s only part of the adventure. The pair travel halfway across the country on the quietest road trip in history and find missing people, empire-building witches, and maybe even the families they’d both thought lost to them.

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About Charley Descoteaux

Charley Descoteaux has always heard voices. She was relieved to learn they were fictional characters, and started writing when they insisted daydreaming just wasn’t good enough. In exchange, they’ve agreed to let her sleep once in a while. Charley grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area during a drought, and found her true home in the soggy Pacific Northwest. She has survived earthquakes, tornadoes, and floods, but couldn’t make it through one day without stories.

Find out more about Charley on her Facebook, Facebook Author Page, Twitter, Pinterest, Blog, Goodreads or email her at c.descoteauxwrites@gmail.com.

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Spotlight: Don’t Judge by A.E. Via + Excerpt!

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Excerpt from Don’t Judge

by A.E. Via

Judge carefully scanned each document that was relevant to tracking someone. He could care less about what laws the man had broken, it wasn’t his job to determine if he needed arresting or if he as guilty. His job was to bring him in. “I take it you want this guy alive.” That comment got him a lot of stares.

“If you don’t mind.” Day said between clinched teeth.

Judge looked around. “You do understand this guy is a murderer. You think he’s gonna roll out a welcome mat for me.”

He watched God rear back in his seat and run his hands through his long hair. “I know that, Judge. Just try. I’m not telling you to get yourself killed. But if you don’t have to take a kill shot, I’d appreciate it.”

“I make no promises.”

“Of course not.” Day said drily. “you just make sure to bring my sniper back alive and you won’t have any beef out of me.”

Judge snapped back up, pulling his cane out of his mouth. “Excuse me.”

God grimaced and glared at Day. “I hadn’t exactly told him yet.” He whispered but Judge heard him loud and clear.

“Told me what, God?” Judge stood. “And it better not be what I think it is.”

“Judge. I need this guy in custody and I need it done quietly. So I want one of my guys to go with -”

“Hell no.” Judge backed up. “I don’t need any help you know that.”

“He’s not gonna be there to help you, he’s there to keep things quiet.”

“You think I need a goddamn do-gooder-baby-sitter, telling me how to do my fuckin’ job?”

“You know damn well I’m not saying that. I need assurance that this will keep kept quiet and I also know you wouldn’t be bothered with giving me updates.

Judge scoffed. “Quiet. You think I haven’t heard of these two.” He pointed to the two men that were introduced as Ruxs and Green. Now that he had a face to go with the names he knew who to point to. “These guys are the epitome of loud noise and ruckus.”

“Because that’s their job.”

“Fuck no.” Judge growled.

“You owe me, goddamnit!” God stood and came around the table to square off with him.  Bookem stood and growled but didn’t attack. He’d never do that without command. God ignored the warning and stood directly in front of him. “Now, I’m asking for my favor. Are you going to refuse me, Judge?”

Son of a -. Judge gritted his teeth. God knew he’d never go back on his word. God gave him a few minutes to stew in his anger. All eyes were on him, waiting. Reluctantly he asked, “Who is he?”

“Detective Austin Michaels.” God replied. His voice and demeanor looked as if he was proud to present this guy.

Judge rolled his eyes when he saw Detective Michaels stand up. Of course it had to be him. The sexiest one of them all. Shit.  When the man came over to glare at him, Judge had to be sure not to show his surprise or amusement. The little fucker. Actually he wasn’t so little. He was tall and built. Compact muscles over smooth ivory skin. No doubt he was as macho and straight as an arrow, those kinds usually were. Judge was eager to see how the man handled himself.

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About Don’t Judge

1Detective Austin Michaels didn’t think life could get any better after he was accepted into the most notorious narcotics task force on the East Coast, headed up by two of the baddest’ Lieutenants with the Atlanta Police Department – Cashel Godfrey and Leonidis Day.

Michaels knew he would fit right in as the team’s sniper, having received his fair share of commendations for marksmanship. He was just as badass as the rest of the twenty brothers that made up their team. But when Michaels lets their prime suspect get away from a huge bust with over a quarter of a million dollars in drugs, he’s willing to do whatever it takes to make it right.

Left with no other options, God chooses to bring in outside help, calling on his long-time friend and bounty hunter, Judge Josephson.

Judge was considered one of the best trackers during his enlistment in the United States Marine Corps. After retiring, he used those skills to become one of the most sought out fugitive trackers in the country. When Judge gets a call from his old friend needing his help, he quickly tells God, yes.

Still embarrassed, and intent to prove himself, Michaels immediately volunteers to partner up with Judge to get their suspect back quickly and quietly. Neither man wanted or needed a partner. But, after Judge and Michaels get on the road, the hate/lust relationship they quickly develop between them will either make them heroes… Or get them killed.

Available at: Amazon and Barnes & Noble

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About A.E. Via

1450800_225532627620034_2097788792_nA.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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Cover Reveal: Against the Grain by Charlie Cochet + Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Charlie Cochet reveals the beautiful cover art for the next book in her THIRDS series titled Against The Grain.

It releases on August 3, 2015, published by Dreamspinner Press.

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As the fiercest Defense Agent at the THIRDS, Destructive Delta’s Ash Keeler is foul-mouthed and foul-tempered. But his hard-lined approach always yields results, evident by his recent infiltration of the Coalition. Thanks to Ash’s skills and the help of his team, they finally put an end to the murdering extremist group for good, though not before Ash takes a bullet to save teammate Cael Maddock. As a result, Ash’s secrets start to surface, and he can no longer ignore what’s in his heart.

Cael Maddock is no stranger to heartache. As a Recon Agent for Destructive Delta, he has successfully maneuvered through the urban jungle that is New York City, picking up his own scars along the way. Yet nothing he’s ever faced has been more of a challenge than the heart of Ash Keeler, his supposedly straight teammate. Being in love isn’t the only danger he and Ash face as wounds reopen and new secrets emerge, forcing them to question old loyalties.

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PRESENTING

Cover Art by L.C. Chase Continue reading

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