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Handsome Death by Sara Dobie Bauer: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Exclusive Excerpt from Handsome Death

by Sara Dobie Bauer

    I startle when I hear him in the hallway outside the apartment, talking on the phone, plus the clatter of keys. I didn’t expect him, but I should have, no doubt freaked after my inexplicable exit from the club. He already suspected what I was; now, I imagine he’s sure. And I’m usually so careful.

I consider jumping from the window to my hideout across the street, but don’t. I stand there, waiting, but waiting for what? I can’t get caught in his fucking apartment. This is how vampires end up in jail. Messy, Ethan, messy.

“I realize this sounds completely insane,” he says through wood, “but I swear he was there.”

I linger back in the shadows when the door swings open. He slams it behind him, locking the deadbolt and chain. At least he’s smart enough to do that, although neither would have stopped me from getting in.

He walks inside and stops in the center of the apartment—which, small as it is, only takes three of his long strides. “Please, just pull up the security footage and look for a massively tall hot guy with dark hair.”

The volume on Tris’s phone must be turned all the way up, because I hear whoever’s on the other side of the line: a man, bass beats behind him. It’s someone at the club. The voice cusses. “Tris, I got him, and you’re right; he disappeared. Your coffee shop boyfriend is definitely a vampire.”

He buries one hand in the shaggy hair on top of his head. “I knew it.”

“I’m worried you’re being stalked,” says phone person. “Vampires know it’s illegal, but some of them don’t care. Look, just come back to the club. Come—”

The words continue, but Tris must have just noticed the window is open. Shit, the room is positively filled with the scent of his fear. His heart rate is off the charts as he slowly lowers the cell phone from his ear, his buddy still begging him to come back to the club, saying he’ll be safe there.

Might as well come clean.

I turn on the lamp to my left, and Tris spins to face me. His phone hits the ground as he takes one step back. He huffs a quiet, “Fuck,” as we stare at each other. “What are you doing in my place, Ethan?”

I stay as still as possible because he resembles an underfed kitten about to flee. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

He stands there, frozen. “What do you want?”

What do I want? It hits me like a fist to the jaw. “You.”

He nibbles that pink bottom lip, and I can’t take it anymore. Self-restraint be damned, I move quickly and crowd him against the wall. My hands cage him in. When I reach out and rub my thumb over his cheek, his breath hitches—and there it is: lust in the air.

I trail my fingers down the side of his neck and press my mouth against his forehead. I feel his palms resting against my chest—not pushing me away, just resting. Despite knowing better, I can’t hold back with him so damn close, vibrating a heady mixture of fear and want. I cup the back of his neck and take a deep breath. It’s official: fuck Africa. I’m moving here to this tiny hallway with Tris’s body close to mine.

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Release Blitz: Tainted Tales Anthology + Giveaway!

Tainted Tales Anthology

Some stories paint us sweet, told to children as they fall asleep.

Mother Earth she weaves the world with a whirl of her magic, and her kind embrace shapes us all. Father Time keeps us all, ever constant, ever moving onwards, for time never stands still.

Icy hands and a frozen touch, Jack Frost ushers in the cold snap, coating the earth with sparkly delights. If Jack brings cold, May Queen brings warmth, her delicate touch bringing forth the spring.

Follow the rainbow and maybe you’ll find, a Leprechaun with his lucky pot of gold.

The watchful eyes of Man in the Moon keeps all of the secrets of the night, shining down on us with his silvery light. The Sandman is here to soothe you to sleep, bringing all to slumber with a pinch of magic dust. Shhh, sleep now. Beware the Boogeyman lurking out of sight, waiting under your bed, to catch naughty children in the night. Be good little children, for Santa is watching, and he knows if you’ve been naughty or nice.

Tales of lore, fair music to our ears. Can you hear it? Did you know? Not every tale is sweet. The truth is darker, our stories more twisted, unlike the rhymes that children hear.

All proceeds will be donated to Save the Children.

This is a mixed M/F and M/M anthology that contains trigger warnings for its dark content. 

It is intended for a mature audience of 18+.

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Honorary Blogger Sara Dobie Bauer: Revisiting the Past + Excerpt!


Revisiting the Past

by Sara Dobie Bauer

My new novel, We Still Live, takes place in a small fictional Ohio town called Hambden. This is the home of Hambden University, a place shrouded in darkness following a tragic shooting the spring before our story begins. Yes, Hambden is fictional—but the setting of We Still Live (and subject matter) is very, very real.

There are those who say, “Write what you know.” Eh, I’m not a big fan of that old literary adage. Sometimes, though, sometimes, I completely understand writing what I know, especially when it comes to setting. 

I attended Ohio University in Athens, Ohio, where I earned my creative writing degree and probably lost half my liver. (It’s a party school and annually hosts one of the biggest Halloween celebrations in the country.) When I considered the setting for We Still Live, Athens came immediately to mind, although I didn’t want to set the book literally in Athens because I don’t want the horror of a shooting to linger over any school—even if the shooting is fictional.

As I wrote, I time traveled. In my crazy brain, I went back to Athens for We Still Live. Granted, I pay my alma mater a drunken visit every two years or so. I know the place better than I know Cleveland, where I currently live. Still, I conjured memories of Athens, Ohio …

The way Ellis Hall (the arts building) smelled.

How my favorite tree (a white sycamore on College Green) changed with the seasons.

The scent of wet leaves and clove cigarettes as Halloween approached.

The frigid wind of winter.

The wicked spring rainstorms that made rivers run down Court Street.

The weeping angel statue in the cemetery up the hill.

Many of these references make their way into We Still Live because setting in a book is almost as important as character. In fact, the setting can be a character. I love when I successfully invoke a place—its sights, sounds, and smells—for my reader. Athens (Hambden) was easy to invoke due to my familiarity, and it was fun revisiting a favorite place from my past.

I’ve done this with other books, too. The Bite Somebody series is based in Longboat Key, Florida, where I’ve vacationed every spring for years. Destiny’s Dark Light is in Charleston, South Carolina, where I lived and lost and loved. Of course, I’ve imagined places, too. In the Escape Trilogy, for instance, I couldn’t literally travel back to New Orleans in the early 1800s—but I could research. I could also dream.

That’s why I’m not big on the “write what you know” thing. Writing is about imagination. Most of the time, it’s fun to not write what you know and see what new things you learn.

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Broken News by Sara Dobie Bauer: Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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by Sara Dobie Bauer

“Why are we still talking?”

“I want you to enjoy the time we spend together,” Eric said.

“And I didn’t the first time?”

Eric held the crystal glass between his palms. “I don’t know. I suspect you’re a very good actor.”

Will chewed his lower lip, and God, the sight made Eric want to wrench his whore from the chair and kiss him until he passed out.

“We’ll be spending some time together in the coming weeks, and I’d prefer it if you didn’t fake anything. I deal with yes-men all day; it’s only fair I’d like my nights to be different.”

“Only fair,” Will repeated.

“If I do anything you don’t like, tell me. If you want to try something, let me know. You don’t seem to have trouble voicing your opinion.”

Will’s eyes appraised him, and Eric felt studied. There was intelligence behind that gaze, which made Eric question how Will ended up at Le Chateau. Maybe one day he would ask. But not yet.

“I’ve thought about you in the past few days. How it feels to fuck you, to crush your body under mine. I’ve heard your voice, begging for more.” Eric sighed. “Sometimes I can even feel your skin on my hands. But there’s no conjuring the way you taste, the way your mouth feels.” He shook his head. “There’s no imagining that.”

Eric noticed Will’s hand had curled into a claw on the armrest. Eric stood and crossed the small empty space between them. He latched onto Will’s wrist and pulled him to his feet. He ran his hand down the front of Will’s chest, over his abdomen, and finally cupped Will’s hard length in his palm, which made Will hiss.

“That’s what I was waiting for,” Eric whispered.

Will dropped the scotch glass on the carpet, where it tumbled and spilled. “Kiss me, you idiot.”

Eric smiled, wrapped his fingers through the hair on the back of Will’s neck, and brought their mouths together. Will responded with immediate tongue and pulled Eric’s face closer with both hands on his cheeks.

They tumbled onto the bed, still fully clothed. Eric registered the sound of Will’s shoes hitting the floor, but mostly, his mind clung to the desperate sighs and low growls of his partner. Will’s voice was an orchestra of ardor that, like the pied piper, beckoned Eric’s body near. He shoved at the suit coat on Will’s shoulders. He pulled at the fabric of his shirt, tugging the tails free of Will’s trousers. They would never make it to full nudity, not with the way they rutted against each other—the way Will’s head fell back on the bed as he thrust against Eric’s hand. But no need to stain their fine suits.

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Release Blitz: Come Play – An MM Erotica Charity Anthology + Giveaway!

Come Play – An MM Erotica Charity Anthology

Watch and Learn if the Coach’s Little Kitten can be Tamed.

Follow the Doctor’s Orders and read all about Brotherly Love.

Understand Abstract Love and then take a peek at A Kink Chronicles Short.

It’s all about Pretty Boys, The Kiss, and Particular Tastes bundled up in this must-have erotic anthology. 

Come, play with us.

Abstract Love by Sara Dobie Bauer

A Kink Chronicles Short by Luna David

Brotherly Love by Lynn Van Dorn

Coach’s Little Kitten by Quin Perin

Doctor’s Orders by Emma Jaye

Particular Taste sby T.S. McKinney

Pretty Boy by E.M. Denning

Tamed by T.M. Chris

The Kiss by A.G. Carothers

Watch and Learn by K.C. Wells

All proceeds from this anthology will be donated to

💜💙💚💙 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘳 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 💙💚💙💜

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