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Release Blitz: The Sun Still Rises by Laura Bailo + Excerpt & Giveaway!

The Sun Still Rises by Laura Bailo

Whenever his father asked Erik to accompany him to Pamplona for the San Fermín festival, he said no. Now his father is gone, and in a spur of the moment decision, Erik finds himself in another country to run with the bulls in his memory. Erik hasn’t booked a hotel, and he’s completely unprepared for a city bustling with people. No accommodations to be had, he’s resigned to sleeping in a park. Until help comes from an unlikely place.

David works in the tourism office, and Erik is surprised but grateful when he offers him his spare room, despite being a complete stranger. Faced with the choice of sleeping on the ground or the friendly offer of an extra bed, the decision is an easy one. The two of them get to know each other as David shows Erik what’s to love about Pamplona. For the first time in a long while, Erik feels something for another person, but that doesn’t change the fact that this is only temporary and he needs to go back home, does it?

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The Lowest Realm by Amy-Alex Campbell: Exclusive Excerpt!

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by Amy-Alex Campbell

Nika was woken abruptly with a kick to the stomach. Several torches lit up the dark room, the bright light burning his eyes, and a sword was pointed in his face. He and Freyne were surrounded by soldiers, wearing bronze chest plates over red doublets, and bronze pointed helms. Nika realised they were the soldiers he had seen leaving Rybor three weeks ago.

A large soldier with a long black moustache and beard, with slightly darker skin pushed his way into the room, eyeing Nika and Freyne laying together, topless, and he spat on Nika’s face.

“Disgusting abomination,” he snarled, turning to his men. “Take them!” 

Nika and Freyne were roughly pulled to their feet, and their hands tied behind their backs. Someone punched Nika in his mouth, making him see stars and taste blood. He felt Freyne struggle next to him, and someone hit him hard over the head, knocking him unconscious to the ground.

Nika was dragged from the room and into the corridor, where Ur’Shad and Iryna stood under guard, swords held to their necks and their hands also bound. Blood was trickling from Ur’Shad’s nose, and he swayed slightly, dazed. Iryna looked terrified.

Chardi and Lana were shoved into the hall from their room, a large cut bleeding across Chardi’s bare chest; Lana was sobbing and shaking. 

“Move it out,” someone barked, and Nika was shoved roughly forward towards the stairs. He tried to look over his shoulder to see where Freyne was, but his captor hit him again, almost making him fall.

They were marched in single file through the ship and down the gang plank, and Nika managed to catch a glimpse of Freyne being carried by two of the soldiers. They were met by more soldiers on the dock, and the captain’s voice floated to Nika on the wind.

“Take them to the lowest level of the dungeon, we’ll leave them there to rot. As for those two filthy dogs, we’ll schedule them for public castration and dismemberment on charges of sodomy. That should send a clear message to anyone else who may be considering such putrid behaviour. But the princess is not to be harmed, take her to my office above the dungeons and lock her in there, until the ship is ready to sail. There is a lord who will pay quite handsomely for her.”

An order was passed along the line, and Nika was roughly shoved forward. His heart pounded in his chest and he felt sick to his stomach. He hardly felt his hangover. He walked in silence, following Chardi and the soldiers, and they left the docks.

The sun had still not risen; they marched by torch light along the docks. Sailors and deck hands gave the soldiers a wide berth, scrambling out of the way and eyeing the prisoners wearily.

They marched up a small steep hill towards a large menacing stone building which overlooked the dock. The soldier pushed Nika and his friends inside, and dragged them through a maze of passageways. 

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Release Blitz: Across the Pond by RJ Scott & V.L. Locey + Giveaway!

Across the Pond by RJ Scott & V.L. Locey

The greatest journey isn’t from England to the States, it’s the one that two men take on the way to find each other. 

Sebastian Brown is on a mission to rescue the Arizona Raptors and a vow he made to a friend in college. Either that or he’s on vacation. He’s not entirely sure that he’s made up his mind yet. Either way, traveling from England, to the arid desert of Arizona isn’t exactly a picnic, particularly with the doubts and worries he takes with him. He’s turned even the worst of companies around, but faced with the challenge of improving the reputation of a hockey team that everyone seems to hate, he knows his work is cut out for him.

Focus is key, but that is easier said than done when Seb is sent into a tailspin by the intriguing Alejandro. Seb’s entire marketing plan hinges on making Alex a poster boy for equality and fair play. But with Alex’s utter dedication to the game, and his dark secretive eyes, the gorgeous Alex is stubborn, opinionated, doesn’t want any part of being the team focus, and worst of all, doesn’t appear to like Seb at all. It takes everything that Seb has to keep his hands off of Alex, but things get out of hand and Seb’s life might never be the same again.

Alejandro Garcia has had to work hard to get where he’s at. Born to Mexican immigrants, his siblings and himself have never had it easy in this new country their parents dreamed of calling home. A native son of Arizona, Alex has always been the odd man out on the ice but he’s not going to let a stupid thing like his heritage get in the way of his dreams. He’s now a Raptor and he plans to put all that training and collegiate hockey experience to good use. Working hard comes naturally to him. It’s something his parents have instilled in him from the time he was a toddler. Being one of a handful of Latino hockey players makes him strive for success with even more determination. His first pro season has had some ups but a lot more downs, but Alex is one stubborn young man and failure is not an option.

As the Raptors struggle to rebuild not only their team but their core values, Alex finds himself drawn to one of the owner’s friends, a tall, lanky Brit with the face of an angel and an accent and attitude that bewitches and befuddles him. Sebastian is everything he thought he would never be attracted to but he can’t push the sexy, older, fun-loving man out of his thoughts. If ever there were a man he would not be able to take home to his parents – not that he can bring a man home since he is deeply closeted – it’s Sebastian, but desire knows no socioeconomic, age, or international borders. The heart wants what the heart wants and Alejandro’s wants Sebastian.

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Yuletide Treasure by Eliot Grayson: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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by Eliot Grayson

Tim had paused in his copying some minutes before, his pen set carefully to one side, and was regarding Sypeman surreptitiously — and a bit warily, for all the man looked like he couldn’t hurt a fly. Ever since he’d fled to his own desk like all the demons were after him, he’d been hunched over a heap of old rubbishy bits of foolscap covered in crabbed writing that made Tim’s eyes and brain hurt even from across the room.

The suspicion that Eben Sypeman might be mad as a March hare had crept up on him a bit, as he sat and watched.

It really always was the pretty ones that were a bit dicked in the nob. Story of Tim’s life. Odd as Sypeman was, he was well worth looking at: the prettiest blue eyes Tim’d ever seen, and a handsome face under his waving black hair, despite the frowning and scowling. He could stand to get a little sunshine, but if he smiled Tim might forget all about the muttering and shuffling of papers, and the way he’d looked like he wanted to throw Tim down the stairs. Not that he’d have managed it, even with Tim’s mangled leg, but the impulse had been there, Tim would swear to it.

Sypeman grasped one of the papers before him in both hands, shook it a little, and made a muffled sound somewhere between a groan and a cough.

Tim caught up his pen again, so as not to be caught out in his shirking. “Mr. Sypeman, are you all right?”

The man jolted upright and dropped the paper, then looked up and fixed Tim with those bright eyes. Too bright; Sypeman looked downright wild. “Why do you ask?”

Why indeed? If the fellow didn’t realize how strangely he was behaving, Tim wouldn’t be the one to tell him. He shrugged, and it looked like Sypeman’s gaze flickered down Tim’s body a bit as he did. Interesting. “You made a strange sound, sir. Sorry. Not quite a cough. I thought you might be choking.”

“I did?” Sypeman really did seem genuinely confused. Good gods, but what was in those bits of scrawled nonsense that could keep his attention so fixed?

Tim shrugged again. “You did, but I shouldn’t’ve interrupted. Sorry.”

“No, it’s all right,” Sypeman said. “Though I don’t know what I could have choked on, besides frustration.” Timothy’s eyebrows went up, and he wished he could see the papers more clearly from where he sat. It was two days to Yuletide. What could have Sypeman so worked up just before a holiday, when no one ever did anything important? “This ledger is rather dense,” Sypeman added lamely.

Tim stared for a moment. Sypeman really was mad. Either that, or he thought Tim was blind, or an idiot. Or, not to ignore any possibilities, he was hallucinating entirely and thought Tim was a talking horse, or a tree, or gods only knew what. That would at least explain why his eyes had gone as wide as saucers when he saw Tim on the stairs.

“You’re not looking at a ledger,” he said carefully.

“How would you know?” Sypeman snapped, his fingers twitching toward his pile of papers again.

Tim stood, slowly and a little painfully after staying in one position for too long, and took up his cane from where it leaned against his dad’s desk. Perhaps the wiser thing to do would’ve been to simply walk out the door and forget about those shillings. But over the half hour or so Tim had been watching, Sypeman had gone from miserable to looking downright ill. There was something wrong, be it madness or not, and he couldn’t leave Sypeman alone here. It wouldn’t be right.

So instead, he stiffly made his way across the small stretch of floor separating the desks, coming to a stop at the end of the desk rather than in front of it, just a foot from Sypeman’s chair. His shadow fell across the desk. Sypeman scooted his chair back a few inches and tipped his head back, frowning. Perhaps Tim shouldn’t have loomed quite so much, but too late now. Sypeman moved as if he meant to stand, and Tim went rigid. If he stood they’d be chest to chest, so better if he stayed put — but no, that put Sypeman’s plush lips just at the level of the front of Tim’s trousers, and gods, but that was worse.

Thank every deity Sypeman tipped his head back against the chair to look up into Tim’s face, because his cock wanted to rise in response to the view. Oh, it had been too long, far too long, since Tim touched another man.

“Mr. Sypeman.” Timothy sighed and shook his head, trying to find the words. A fascinating flush began to spread up from under Sypeman’s collar, tinting his cheeks peony-pink. “You’ve already looked through the ledgers. And clearly, whatever you wanted wasn’t in ’em. Now you’re grasping at straws, and those straws aren’t in a book, which is what a ledger is. Just in case you had any real doubts that I know what one is.”

“I — I don’t —”

“I’m not offended. And you don’t care if I am, in any case, so don’t go making excuses,” Tim said levelly. It wasn’t a lie; how could the ravings of a madman offend him, anyway? But what had set off Sypeman’s bout of insanity? The answer came to him after a moment. “Your partner, Mr. Marney, died last week.” Sypeman only nodded, his lips pressed tightly together. “So whatever you’re looking for, it’s something he would have known, I’m guessing. Something bad. Or something that you need to find out to keep something else bad from happening,” Timothy went on. Sypeman’s dropped jaw and frightened eyes told him he’d hit close enough to the truth. “I’m not much of a clerk, I know it. And you don’t know me. But I’m the only one here, and you’re clearly not getting anywhere on your own. You should tell me what’s got you in such a lather.”

Sypeman clearly hadn’t been expecting that. “I should? I mean, of course I shouldn’t!”

“Why not? What’ve you got to lose, Mr. Sypeman?” Tim found himself leaning forward a little, holding his breath, hoping more than was strictly sensible that Sypeman would just talk to him. He’d heard from his dad that Sypeman had few friends, didn’t go out much in society, and generally kept to himself. He was quite possibly just as lonely as Tim, who lived with a large and boisterous family and still felt, sometimes, that he was a fixed point just outside of it. It felt important, somehow, that he reach out to this man who so clearly needed a friend.

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Release Blitz: Irises in the Snow by Isabelle Adler + Excerpt & Giveaway!

Irises in the Snow by Isabelle Adler

It’s Christmas, and Justin’s life is fraying at the edges. The family business he took over instead of going to art school is bleeding money, and his boyfriend of seven months cheated on him. Under these circumstances, family gatherings can be rough, but Justin believes he has everything under control. That is, until Elliot, his former best friend (and the first guy to ever break his heart) unexpectedly shows up at the holiday dinner party.

With both of them still nursing the wounds of the past, it might take a real Christmas miracle for Justin and Elliot to learn to appreciate the art of second chances.

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Honorary Blogger Jocelynn Drake: Why Vampires? + Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Why Vampires?

by Jocelynn Drake

October always puts me in the mood for spooky stories and the paranormal. I love witches, warlocks, demons, shifters, and of course vampires. 

I have always loved vampires, and it doesn’t matter if we’re talking about the scary, rip-your-head-off vampires or the sexy, brooding vampires. Though, I will admit that my preference runs for the more violent and misunderstood vampires.

I love their magic and their myth. I love all the crazy variations and complex rules. 

My very first published book was called Nightwalker and it focused on the adventures of a vampire named Mira and a vampire hunter named Danaus. Their world was dark and violent, where everyone was waiting to betray them and the only people they would depend on were supposed enemies. 

When I first started writing about vampires I was entranced by the idea of humans suddenly having immense power and few consequences. How would it corrupt them? And what kind of person wouldn’t be corrupted, but see it as a means to a new kind of responsibility.

Now, many years after the conclusion of Mira and Danaus’s story in the Dark Days series, I’m back to vampires for a slightly different reason. With the Lords of Discord, I’m now looking at four brothers who had made a monumental decision to change their lives forever to protect a loved one. Is that sense of family and loyalty enough to hold them together?

And can love save them when everything starts to fall apart?

Another great reason to jump into a vampire novel is the great variation on this old monster. Are they dependent on blood? Can sunlight kill them? Can they eat food? Can they go into a church or temple? Did they really strike a deal with the devil?

Each new vampire novel brings a new spin on an old story.

With the Lords of Discord, I’ve rewritten the rules a little bit to give you a different kind of vampire that is both powerful and vulnerable. 

And, of course, some magic.

Because I think we could all use a little magic in our lives.

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Crossing the Line by Jeanne St. James: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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by Jeanne St. James

Cross lifted his hand to knock on the motel room door, but as he did so, it swung open. A man stepped out, wearing a baseball cap low, his head down and his hands shoved deep into his pockets as he elbowed past Cross.

Cross had to take a step back so he wouldn’t be bowled over. As he watched the man jog down the stairs at the end of the second-floor landing, he heard, “What’re you doin’ here?”

His gaze swung back to the open doorway where Nash had his hand planted high on the corner edge of the door and was leaning into the door jamb, his shoulder pressed to the molding.

Nash wore no shirt, even though it was November. Without his belt, his jeans rode low on his narrow hips. His feet were bare, and his messy hair hung loose.

Cross turned again and watched the man who had rushed out of Nash’s room get into what he would consider a road hazard on four wheels and drive away.

“You shouldn’t be here,” came the low rumble.

Apparently.

“You don’t fuckin’ give up.”

Cross wished he could. Some days he’d wished he never saw Nash across the bar at The Cockpit. He’d never been like this with anyone before.

He needed his fucking head examined. No doubt about it.

“Why?”

Cross met Nash’s hazel eyes and told the truth. “I wish I knew, then I’d be able to give you an answer.” He jerked his head toward the now-empty parking spot Nash’s “friend” had vacated. “You fuck him?”

Nash ignored the question, turned on his heels and went deeper into the motel room but left the door open. Cross took that as an invitation.

After stepping inside, he closed and locked the door. He watched Nash’s lean muscles ripple as he tugged an Ocean City Bike Week hoodie over his head and slide his bare feet into a pair of old sneakers, not bothering to lace them up.

He grabbed something off the small desk and kept walking to a sliding glass door on the other side of the room. Then he disappeared outside.

It took a few seconds for Cross to unstick his feet. When he did, he stepped out onto the small balcony where the air felt a little warmer than normal for fall since that side of the motel room was engulfed in the afternoon sun. That motel room was also located in Virginia where it was a little warmer than back home in Pennsylvania.

Nash probably thought Cross was desperate since he tracked him down two states away.

But it hadn’t been hard to find him. All Cross had to do was look online for Dirty Deeds’ tour dates. It also wasn’t hard to locate the motel once he contacted the band’s manager and asked where Nash was staying, saying he needed the info for a police matter.

Once again, the man who now was settled into a lounge chair made him lie.

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Release Blitz: Twice Shy by Sally Malcolm + Giveaway!

Twice Shy by Sally Malcolm

The last thing Joel Morgan wants is to fall in love again. Scarred by his failed marriage, Joel’s determined to keep his life emotionally stable—which means taking a job teaching fourth grade, fixing up his house on weekends, and avoiding absolutely all romantic entanglements. And he’s doing great.

Until he meets sweet but struggling single dad, Ollie Snow.

Following the tragic death of his sister and her husband two years earlier, Ollie became the legal guardian of their two young sons—much to the horror of the boys’ conservative grandparents. They think Ollie’s too young and too unreliable to raise their grandsons. So to prove them wrong, Ollie’s determined to parent the boys without anyone’s help.

Until he meets reserved but caring teacher, Joel Morgan.

As the only two men in the school’s Parent-Teacher Association, Joel and Ollie are thrown together over a series of fundraising events, and somewhere between the Beach Fun Run and the Fall Festival they fall in love. But Ollie has another reason for moving to New Milton—a reason he’s keeping close to his chest—and Joel’s wounded heart won’t trust a man with secrets.

Dare they hope for a future together, or will their past pain keep them apart forever?

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That Time I… Survived My Teens by Craig Barker: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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by Craig Barker

My entire academical path boils down to whether or not someone called me a faggot in the classroom. If they did, I failed. If they didn’t, I succeeded.

This really hit home with me when I was placed into the top math class in high school—a position I didn’t get to keep for long. You see, sat right next to me in that class was Steven (what ever happened to bullies being dumb?). and he quickly became the class clown who everyone loved, including the teacher.

Speaking of the teacher—he was an asshole. He loved to ask questions, gaze upon the raised hands, then pick the one person who didn’t hold it up.

That person was me. It was always me.

And it wasn’t that I didn’t know the answers, but I could always see Steven’s smug grin out of the corner of my eye; I could always hear the stifled laughter from the girls behind me, mocking me for my nervous stutter and uncomfortable demeanor.

If anxiety is learned, then that is what I learned from my math class. I even went so far as to ask my teacher not to pick me out of the crowd anymore because it made me feel uncomfortable, and the next lesson we had together he made sure to pick me for every question—to the point it became a running gag, and everyone laughed as I sat in silence, wanting to be anywhere but there.

By the time school was over, I had a D in math (and I don’t mean the fun kind). My love for the subject died in that room, and it never resurfaced again.

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