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Contact: readingutrainbow@gmail.comloveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.comBlogger896125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-67086491850221676502022-11-15T11:00:00.001+01:002022-11-15T11:00:00.200+01:00Release Blitz ~ O Deadly Night: A Dark MM Charity Anthology<p> </p><!--wp:paragraph {"align":"center"}-->
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Book Title:<em> O Deadly Night: A Dark MM Charity Anthology</em></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Authors: Nicholas Bella, E.B. Burns, Abrianna Denae, Elouise R East, Taylor J Gray, Mandy Greenwood, Rorie Kage, Leigh Kenzie, Davidson King, Claire Marta, Faith Ryan</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Release Date: November 15, 2022</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Genre: Dark M/M </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Tropes: Various </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Themes: Dark content featuring holidays. Includes topics from mafia to erotic BDSM and more. Content warning for some pieces include non-con, dub-con, torture, murder, and potentially other dark elements. </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Heat Rating: This will vary. Some will be 5 flames.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Length: approx. 165 000 words</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">As it’s an anthology, some stories may end in a cliffhanger</p>
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<p><strong>Blurb</strong></p>
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<p>Sometimes the happiest season of all is hiding the darkest secrets.</p>
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<p>Twinkling lights and festive songs are in every shopping center and on every street corner. But what lurks in the dark alleys beyond the main street decorations? Who hides behind the joyful enthusiasts with a dangerous bah humbug attitude?</p>
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<p><em>Join eleven dark MM authors as they explore the darker half of the holidays while also spreading cheer and support to LGBTQ youth.</em></p>
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<p>*O Deadly Night is a Dark MM anthology with all proceeds to be donated to <a href="https://www.thetrevorproject.org/" rel="noreferrer noopener" target="_blank"><strong>The Trevor Project.</strong></a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Abrianna Denae:<a href="http://linktr.ee/AbriDenae"> http://linktr.ee/AbriDenae</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Claire Marta:<a href="https://flow.page/clairemartaauthor"> https://flow.page/clairemartaauthor</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Davidson King:<a href="https://linktr.ee/davidsonkingauthor"> https://linktr.ee/davidsonkingauthor</a></p>
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</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cover Reveal & Giveaway:<br />About Last Night<br />By Aimee Nicole Walker<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>The bicurious cop and his sharp-dressed man… </b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;"><b> </b>Detective Christopher “Topher” Carnegie is unlucky in love. He either tries too hard, doesn’t try hard enough, or hasn’t found the right person yet. But recently, he’s started seeing Julian Fine, his sister’s best friend, in a new light. If there’s one thing a fabulous tailor knows, it’s how to take a person’s measure. Julian recognizes a straight man when he sees one, but that doesn’t stop him from falling head over heels for the unattainable man.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Just a few short days and one shared bed… </b></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">When a white lie backs Julian into a corner, Topher steps in to save the day. He’s worked plenty of undercover assignments before, but pretending to be Julian’s boyfriend during a family wedding might be his most dangerous mission yet. Julian challenges everything Christopher knows about himself, and soon, reaching for each other feels as natural as breathing. But can their newfound feelings survive the real-world challenges they face? There’s only one way to find out.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;"><i> </i><i>About Last Night</i> is a low-angst standalone romance within the author’s Savannah universe.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">This book contains mature content and is intended for adults.</span></p>
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</span><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">About the Author</span></h3><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p><span style="font-size: large;">Ever since she was a little girl, Aimee Nicole Walker entertained herself with stories that popped into her head. Now she gets paid to tell those stories to other people. She wears many titles—wife, mom, and animal lover are just a few of them. Her absolute favorite title is champion of the happily ever after. Love inspires everything she does, music keeps her sane, and coffee is the magic elixir that fuels her day.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I’d love to hear from you.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">You can reach me at:<br />BookBub: <a href="https://www.bookbub.com/authors/aimee-nicole-walker">https://www.bookbub.com/authors/aimee-nicole-walker</a><br />Twitter - <a href="https://twitter.com/AimeeNWalker">https://twitter.com/AimeeNWalker</a><br />Facebook – <a href="http://www.facebook.com/aimeenicole.walker">http://www.facebook.com/aimeenicole.walker</a><br />Instagram – <a href="http://instagram.com/aimeenicolewalker">http://instagram.com/aimeenicolewalker</a><br />Blog – <a href="http://www.AimeeNicoleWalker.blogspot.com">AimeeNicoleWalker.blogspot.com</a><br /><u><br /></u></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Want to be the first to know about my book releases and have access to extra content? You can sign up for my newsletter here: <a href="http://eepurl.com/dlhPYj">http://eepurl.com/dlhPYj</a></span></p>
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</span><figure class="wp-block-image"><hr /></figure>loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-84677641297500250332022-08-22T12:01:00.003+02:002022-08-22T12:01:45.215+02:00Cover Reveal for Model Love, a Shared World Collection<p> </p><!--wp:paragraph {"align":"center"}-->
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>MODEL LOVE </em></strong></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>A SHARED WORLD COLLECTION</em></strong></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><span></span></p><a name='more'></a>Welcome to the Model Love world, home of McKay’s Models–an inclusive, international modelling agency where everyone is free to be themselves. From exclusive headshots to couture catwalks, these beautiful models will turn heads wherever they go, and now it’s time for them to find their happily-ever-afters.<p></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">This shared world features seven brand new contemporary MM romances, by eight amazing authors, and launches on the 23rd September 2022. </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong>Exclusive by Ki Brightly and Meg Bawden</strong> </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong>Headshot by JP Sayle</strong> </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong>Getting Signed by Colette Davison</strong> </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong>Strike a Pose by Jackie North</strong> </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong>September 27</strong></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><em>Getting signed as an exclusive model for a new fashion line is a dream come true for Asa, but is there more to the rich Ruslan than meets the eye?</em></p>
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</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cover Reveal & Giveaway:<br />Football Royalty <br />By Eden Finley<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>Coming October 13th</em></strong></span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Franklin University Series, Book 8</span></h3><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>If you never fooled around with someone of the same gender, did you even go to high school?</em></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>PEYTON</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My whole life I’ve had the pressure of being Marcus Talon and Shane Miller’s football prodigy. I’ve been destined to follow in my NFL-playing fathers’ footsteps since the day I was born. I usually thrive under pressure, but as senior year looms, it all gets too much, and I need an outlet. The last place I thought I’d find my release is at Levi Vanderbilt’s graduation party. In his bed. With him.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It’s a one-time thing. An experimentation. And while it was fun, we agree that being with guys isn’t for either of us. I’m happy to accept that until he turns up in California.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I haven’t had to think about him for four years, but now I can’t get him out of my head.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>LEVI</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Coming to Franklin University for grad school to follow a boy I hooked up with once is the stupidest thing I could have done.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">We said that high school didn’t mean anything, but the truth is, that night made me realize who I truly am, and since then, I’ve been trying to find that sense of freedom again.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’m hoping it can be with him, but everything I’ve heard around campus points to Peyton not having the same life-changing revelation I did.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">And if that’s the case, did I just move across the country for a straight guy?</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Kill me now.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>About the Author:</strong></span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Eden Finley is an Amazon bestselling author who writes steamy contemporary romances that are full of snark and light-hearted fluff.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She doesn’t take anything too seriously and lives to create an escape from real life for her readers. The ideas always begin with a wackadoodle premise, and she does her best to turn them into romances with heart.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She's also an Australian girl and apologizes for her Australianisms that sometimes don't make sense to anyone else.</span></p>
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loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-26502022370219970092022-08-12T09:51:00.003+02:002022-08-12T09:51:36.008+02:00Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway ~ Cash by K.L. Hiers <p> </p><!--wp:paragraph {"align":"center"}-->
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<p>Cho “Brick” Brixton enjoys cooking, working in his yard, and binge-watching television while living as an out and proud gay man in the heart of downtown Raleigh, North Carolina. His parents had the perfect romance, having fallen in love at first sight when they met in Korea, and Brick longs to find a love like that for his own. Whipping up meals for one isn’t much fun, and the constant boredom is a drag. </p>
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<p>All of that changes when a giant mysterious hunk named Jules Price moves in next door. Jules has arrived on business of the not-so-legal sort, namely to retrieve something that was stolen from his criminal family. When he’s not busy being a vicious gangster, Jules is set on getting close to Brick and exploring his first ever attraction to another man. Although Brick has been yearning for the excitement of meeting that special someone, he soon realizes he may have bitten off more than he can swallow. </p>
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<p>“Never met a guy that got me hard before.” Jules glanced over Brick appraisingly. “Well, except you.”</p>
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<p>Brick couldn’t have heard that correctly. “Excuse me?”</p>
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<p>“I’ve met some of the most fuckin’ fearless motherfuckers on the planet. Nothing makes these guys flinch, not a fuckin’ thing.” Jules paused to sip his drink, his dark eyes fixed on Brick’s. “And you…”</p>
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<p>Brick’s face was instantly on fire from the intensity of Jules’s gaze, and he was hyperaware of how very close they were right now. He couldn’t stop glancing down at Jules’s mouth, fixated on a wet spot of liquor that he desperately wanted to taste. </p>
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<p>“You’re just some fuckin’ translator. You’re just a regular guy, but you didn’t hesitate a fuckin’ second to point that gun at those assholes. I saw you fightin’ them before I got in there. You were gonna mess those fuckers up if they hadn’t pulled on you.” Jules grinned. “It was fuckin’ hot.”</p>
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<p>“Yeah?” Brick leaned in, gravitating as closely as he dared to Jules. “And how many other guys have you tried to sell this shit to, huh? Oh, I’ve never ever been with any dudes before, but you are so way hot, please suck my dick.”</p>
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<p>“Hey. I didn’t say nothin’ about suckin’ me.” Jules’s tongue flicked over his lips. “But if you wanna, I ain’t gonna stop you.”</p>
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<p>“Who said I wanted to?” Brick fired back. </p>
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<p>“You sure about that?” Brick couldn’t believe this was happening now.</p>
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<p>Flirting with Jules was somehow even more insane than having a gun pulled on him earlier tonight, especially since Jules was so eagerly flirting right back. The energy in the room was charged, hot, and Brick knew he was in deep trouble because the only thing on his mind was kissing this sexy gangster. </p>
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<p>“Very sure.” Jules’s hand slid up Brick’s thigh to rest on his hip. “I know a pair of fuck-me eyes when I see ’em. You wanna suck Daddy’s dick, huh?”</p>
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<p>“I think you’re just really into this Daddy thing,” Brick argued, seeking out Jules’s chest and rubbing over his thick pec. “You want some sweet little thing to roll over and call you Daddy while he blows you, huh?”</p>
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<p>“Can that sweet little thing be you? ’Cause I’m startin’ to get into it.”</p>
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<p>“It is.” Jules touched Brick’s cheek. “Ain’t ever had any guy get to my dick like this. You’re… pretty fuckin’ special.”</p>
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<p>“And you’re not having any kind of weird identity crisis wanting a guy to blow you?”</p>
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<p>“It don’t matter. Like I told you before, when I want something, I go for it.” Jules’s lips hovered over Brick’s, and his breath was hot and smelled of spicy liquor as he whispered, “And right fuckin’ now, I want you.” </p>
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<p>Brick’s brain imploded. He could not think clearly when Jules said shit like that, and touching Jules’s thick muscled chest was every bit as delicious as Brick had imagined. Moving fast wasn’t new to Brick—hell, once upon a time he’d been known to have some fun in the men’s room at the club when he couldn’t wait to get home. </p>
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<p>Wanting to sleep with his attractive neighbor who was a dangerous gangster, had saved Brick’s life, and also apparently just decided that he wanted to sleep with Brick despite never having been with a man before?</p>
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<p>Definitely crazy. </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Author: BL Jones</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Release Date: June 14, 2022</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Genres: Sci-fi/paranormal/urban fantasy, action/romance thriller, Superhero/supervillain. Magic/superpowers. </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Tropes: Found family, slow burn romance, tragic past, orphan, emotional scars, Best friends older brother, love triangle, antagonistic romance, love/hate relationship, Opposites attract </p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Themes: Emotional trauma. What makes a hero? Found family. Not being defined by your parents’ actions/by your past.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Length: 165 000 words/585 pages</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><em>He has far too much nerve. He can blow things up with his mind. He’s got anxiety. Yeah. The world should probably brace itself for this one.</em></p><p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><em><br /></em></p>
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<p>British superheroes, melodramatic Mages, snarky secret agents, one hell of a found family, and a whole load of weird people.<br /><br />Also, there's a duck.<br /><br />This is the painfully bizarre origin story of Rexley Nova.<br /><br />When Rex was four years old, he became one of the world’s first superhumans.<br /><br />When Rex turns twenty, he feels the drive to use his scientifically given abilities to protect the world. He leaves home to become a member of the Secret Superhero Security unit, alongside three of his friends and Danger City’s own superhero, Polaris.<br /><br />Rex fights murderous Mages, evil organisations, criminal mafias, his agency appointed psychiatrist, his own anxious brain, and the most frightening of all, his attraction to a certain blue-eyed superhero.</p>
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<p>“Come on, North,” I say, coaxing, spitting blood out of my mouth. “Don’t be nice.” I get as close as he’ll let me. “Treat me like you’re paying for it.”</p>
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<p>Damon’s nose flares, and his lips curl to form a jagged snarl. His expression changing from robot to human in zero point five seconds flat. He makes a low sound that’s just the right side of threatening to be a problem for me. And not in the way it should be a problem for me.</p>
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<p>Damon catches my arm at the right angle and twists me around so my back is pressed against his front. He wraps an arm securely around my waist, hauling me in even closer. A blaze of heat singes along my nerves when Damon runs his hand under my T-shirt, his fingers dragging over the hot skin of my belly. I try to kill it dead, the vulnerable quiver his intimate touch invokes, but that just makes it worse.</p>
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<p>A full-on no-shit bonfire lights up inside my stomach. It sends a fucked-up message to my head, which in turn sends an even more fucked-up message to my cock. It’s like my body is playing telephone with itself.</p>
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<p>Damon wraps his other hand around my throat, fingers digging in lightly, his thumb pressing against the edge of my jaw. He tilts my head to the side, exposing more of my throat to him. I resist the urge to lean my head back on his shoulder. Because I’m not mad.</p>
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<p>My chest rapidly rises and falls as I struggle to breathe. It’s not really because of all the hits I’ve taken. I’m having more trouble dealing with Damon’s proximity than I am to what he’s done to me with his hands. A sign that maybe he was pulling some of his punches.</p>
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<p>“You,” I say, barely getting the words out through all the tightness and the pain and the blood, “have got some serious control issues, North.” I shift against him, and he tightens his hold in response. I smile, oddly charmed by it.</p>
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<p>Damon feels like solid stone against my back, his body so tense I’m worried he might shatter if I tap the wrong spot too hard. As if in response to my thoughts, Damon’s arm around my waist changes from tight to crushing. His fingers press into my neck with clear intention. Not enough to choke. Just a reminder. Or a warning. A warning to be careful where I’m going with all of this.</p>
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<p>Damon’s mouth skates along my jaw, either by accident or on purpose, I’m not sure which. It doesn’t really matter. A short, bitten-off moan leaves my throat in a rush. I clamp my lips together to try to contain the rest of it. But it’s too late. Damon heard it. A shudder runs through him, a ripple of feeling and skin and warmth. An answering wave rolls through me, my body set to quaking.</p>
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<p>Damon bends his neck to speak directly into my ear. Our height and size difference aids him in making me feel completely taken over, enveloped, held in place, swallowed up and overwhelmed by my temporary loss of autonomy.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">BL Jones is a twentysomething British author who spends all her free time reading and writing and taming her three little brothers. She lives in Bristol with a temperamental bunny named Pepsi. She’s been writing stories since she was five, rarely sharing them with anyone except her numerous stuffed animals. BL has had a difficult journey into discovering and accepting her own queerness, and therefore believes that positive, honest, and authentic stories about queer people are very important. She hopes to contribute her own stories for people to have fun with and enjoy.</p>
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<figure class="wp-block-image aligncenter is-resized" style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" class="wp-image-18946" src="https://lilygblunt.files.wordpress.com/2022/07/instagram-landscape-border-1.png?w=610" width="600" /></figure><h3><figure class="wp-block-image aligncenter is-resized" style="text-align: center;">Author Interview:</figure></h3><figure class="wp-block-image aligncenter is-resized" style="text-align: center;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-ce159e0e-7fff-ea66-d9bb-40226f7e46d2"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Introduce yourself and your writing </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ah, I’m so terrible at this part. Talking about myself. I could ramble on for days about my characters. Myself? Not so much, ha! </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ok, so. Stuff. Here goes.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I live in England with my girlfriend/unofficial CEO and founding member of the BL fanclub/unpaid beta reader/incredible human being, and our moody little bunny called Pepsi. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I’ve been writing ever since I can remember. I was a bit of lonely kid, and I was really bad at. Like. People-ing. So instead, I made up stories where I could do anything and go anywhere and become anyone. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I realised it was more fun to create characters. To send them on adventures. To help them develop and fight their demons. To build friendships and find love in whatever form that may take. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My only real goal is to write books people will want to read and hopefully enjoy. It gives me a genuine buzz to be able to share my characters and stories with you all. There aren’t words to describe what it means to me that anyone would give their time to read my books. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">How long have you been an author?</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I’ve been writing ever since I can remember. There are probably notebooks somewhere full of my sparkly gel pen scrawl from when I was seven years old. I’ve always loved stories, both reading them and creating my own. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I fell in love with the freedom of writing fiction. I can create entire new worlds, full of characters who can be whoever I want them to be. In writing, the potential for surviving adversity and heartbreak and pain, for experiencing adventure and victory and hope, is truly without limit. That feels like a gift to me. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Tell us about your new release. What inspired you to write it?</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Rex, my current MC, is a character I first created when I was about eight years old. So yeah, he’s been inside my head for a long time. I’ve written countless stories with Rex at the helm. He’s been everything-fairy tale prince, warrior hero, supernatural badass, rock star, snarky villain, best friend. Sparkly angel assassin in space. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I thought it was about time I gave him his official spotlight moment. I know it will sound a bit silly, but I wrote Rex as a hero, because to me, he really is. He got me through some difficult times in my life. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">And I guess I’ve always thought the idea of superheroes was inherently very queer, like, just in general. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I also think there’s something very absurdly fun about people running around in costumes to fight crime, and I wanted to have my weird characters exist in that equally weird universe. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">How did you decide on the title? </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I think the title sums up my MC, and the Nova family, pretty well. In regards to Rex specifically, it has a couple of different meanings depending on where you’re at in his story/the series. Rex is an incredibly strong person, and passionate about the things and people he cares for. He’s a fighter who isn’t afraid of pushing back or standing his ground. He has a lot of grit, which is a good thing, because he really needs it throughout this series.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What are you working on at present? Would you like to share a snippet? </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">This is from later on in the Liquid Onyx series.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I can feel Damon, the unrelenting heat of him. He burns. He burns so hot. My scar stopped hurting a long time ago, but I can still feel a twinge there, born of ingrained memory and unforgettable pain. He has all that blue light inside of him. Blue star fire, blazing like a flame, like a thousand different flames, scorching his blood and bones, singeing along his nerves.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When Damon knocks my hand away from his chest and cups my face with both of his, dragging me toward him and slanting his mouth over mine, that blistering heat transfers from him to me. It races along the skin of my jaw and neck and lips, spreading throughout my body with overwhelming speed and intensity. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">It feels like. It feels. It feels. Like. Well. Not like anything else. Damon is touching me and it hurts and it burns and I never want him to stop doing it, not for anything. I want him to do more, touch me more, touch me all over, to push and press and roam until no corner or patch of skin is left unseared by his fingers and mouth.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Damon parts his lips and mine follow suit, opening up under his without any further prompting. I want him inside, in any way that can be allowed to happen. Damon doesn’t hesitate to snatch up my freely offered surrender.”</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What is the hardest part of writing any book? </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">One of the hardest things I had to learn as an author was when to give a great idea the boot, for the sake of making the story better overall. If an idea, no matter how much you like it, isn’t jiving with the rest of the story, it has to go. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do you have a favourite character and/or book you've written? Who, what and why? </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I feel like I’m betraying my MC Rex by saying this, but I think my favourite character in this series is one of Rex’s friends. His name is Tate, and he’s partially based on a real mate of mine. Tate is a giant teddy-bear of pure sunshine who likes history facts, classic pop songs, fantasy books, white chocolate, and cuddles. He is also, doubtlessly, The Smart One of Rex’s group. Both academically and emotionally, he schools ‘em all. He’s the only one who knows how to people, is what I mean. I defy anyone to dislike this man. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do characters and stories just pop into your head, or do you take your time thinking about and planning them? </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The characters come first for me, pretty much always. I’m a character person at heart. For this series especially.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I’m more a planner than anything else. Mostly for the sake of motivation. I need to feel like my story is going somewhere or I’ll lose interest in writing it. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I do, however, leave myself space to make changes when necessary. Sometimes characters grow on you and become a bigger part of the story than anticipated. Other times, a plotline becomes too difficult to wrangle and needs to be cut to save the rest of the story. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">It’s a bit like pulling weeds. They might look pretty on the surface, but they’ll destroy the underground of your garden if you let them.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If you could choose any superpower or magical ability, what would it be and why? What would you do with it? </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I’d choose talking to animals, because I want to be friends with lions and cows and sharks. That’s it. That’s the reason. I want animal friends. I’m a simple person with slightly bizarre needs, ok. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What would I do with it? I don’t know, start an animal army and raze this world to ground in the name of reclaiming it for my animal pals, I guess. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Would I be a supervillain if I got super powers? Yes, yes I would. Without hesitation or much forethought, I would fling myself into quirky evildom. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If you could go anywhere in the world, all expenses paid, where would you go, who would you take with you, if anyone, and why? </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I’ve always wanted to visit Iceland for some reason. I just think the views would be amazing. I’d take my girlfriend, because she’d never let me forget it if I didn’t, and our bunny, Pepsi, because that spiteful little fluffball would have chewed a hole through everything I own by the time I got back. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If you were stranded on a desert island, what three things (or people) would you want there with you? </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Doctor and the TARDIS to get us off the island, and my girlfriend, because she is better at convincing people to do things/kickboxing her way out of trouble. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.8; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">THANK YOU</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span></figure>
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loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-27134550001523924982022-08-08T14:15:00.004+02:002022-08-08T14:15:57.924+02:00Cover Reveal & Giveaway: Making Waves By Christina Lee<p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="CR MW Banner" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9310" height="335" src="https://gayrmncereviews.files.wordpress.com/2022/08/cr-mw-banner.jpg" width="640" /></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cover Reveal & Giveaway:<br />Making Waves<br />By Christina Lee<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Franklin University Series, Book 7</span></h3><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Alex Larsen</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Remy Duval was my high school crush and secret first kiss, but he’s also so much more. A painter, a tattoo artist, my best friend Bailey’s older brother…and Bailey’s sworn enemy. It was easier to keep my distance the past two years, but now that Bailey and I are attending Franklin University with him, I’m only drawn to Remy more. I should be loyal to my best friend, focus on classes and swim team, but the more I see Remy around campus, the harder it becomes to stay away.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Remy Duval</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My brother hates me, but that’s no surprise. I’ll take the fall for ruining our family if it means doing the right thing. But as soon as my brother and his best friend show up on campus, I know I’m in trouble. Alex is all grown up, and I can’t help wanting him, especially when he’s in those tiny swim briefs that emphasize everything.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">One kiss leads to more, and before we know it, we’re tumbling into secret, no-strings-attached hookups. But who knew Alex would understand me in ways few others have? And I think, just maybe, I understand him too.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I keep telling myself it’s temporary. Alex doesn’t want to disappoint his best friend, and after what my parents went through, I’m not looking to settle down. Making waves is nothing new, but the further I fall, the more I drag Alex in the deep end with me.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span></div><p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">To celebrate this exciting new series and cover reveal, we are giving away 2 advanced e-copies of <em>Making Waves</em>!</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>About the Author:</strong></span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Once upon a time,<b> </b>Christina Lee was a wardrobe stylist in New York City. She spent her days schlepping clothes, hailing cabs, and on the hunt for the perfect lip gloss, which became a bit of an addiction—along with books and coffee. You could always find her perched in a corner booth of a favorite diner sipping a dark roast and reading.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She currently lives in the Midwest with her husband and son—her two favorite guys. She’s been a clinical social worker and a special education teacher and while very rewarding, they still didn’t feel like an exact fit. It wasn’t until she began writing a weekly column for the local newspaper that the bells went off in her head. She could finally draw from her real-life experiences and vivid imagination to write fiction—and she’s never looked back.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Christina writes romance in different sub-genres, but mostly with LGBTQ characters because representation matters<i> </i>and <i>everyone </i>deserves a happily-ever-after.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Connect with Christina:</strong><br /><a href="https://linktr.ee/authorchristinalee">https://linktr.ee/authorchristinalee</a></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><hr />loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-89674769136797339602022-08-01T20:47:00.003+02:002022-08-01T20:47:26.808+02:00Cover Reveal & Giveaway: Learning Curve By N.R. Walker<p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="CR LC Banner" class="size-full wp-image-9228 aligncenter" height="335" src="https://gayrmncereviews.files.wordpress.com/2022/07/cr-lc-banner.jpg" width="640" /></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cover Reveal & Giveaway:<br />Learning Curve<br />By N.R. Walker<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>Coming September 29th</em></strong></span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Franklin University Series, Book 6</span></h3><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Cobey Green</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">There I was, moving into the dorms at Franklin U, and not into the shared party house I’d lived in my freshman year. Last year had been all about football and afterparties, not schoolwork. Which was why my grades tanked, and why I was one failed class away from being kicked off the team.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Why I needed to live on campus, and find myself a tutor.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Funny that my new roommate just happened to <em>be</em> a tutor. Funny that he was oblivious to how hot he is. For a smart guy, he was pretty clueless. Maybe I could tutor him in how to be more outgoing in exchange for help with calculus? I could teach him how to talk to people, how to make new friends. Hell, maybe I could even help him punch his V card.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Actually, now that I thought about it... that was a really good idea.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Vincent Brandt</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">And there <em>I</em> was, happy to be back at college, happy to be where I was most comfortable. Happy to be starting another school year, happy to start tutoring again so I could earn some money.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">And yes, there I was, equal parts excited and dreading to see who my new roommate would be... Until Cobey Green’s smiling face appeared at the door. A huge football player, loved by everyone, gorgeous, rich, and out of the closet.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Everything I was not.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It didn’t help that he was genuinely a really nice guy. It didn’t help that I could make him laugh, and we could talk so easily, and it certainly didn’t help that we started having private tutorials which ended up way more private than I’d ever dared imagine.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’d ranked top of my class in every subject since the first grade yet there I was falling stupidly in love with him.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This was going to be a hell of a year. And one very steep learning curve for both of us.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>About the Author:</strong></span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="expandable-text-rendered">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. </span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="expandable-text-rendered">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. </span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="expandable-text-rendered">She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things...but likes it even more when they fall in love. </span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="expandable-text-rendered">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. </span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="expandable-text-rendered">She's been writing ever since...</span></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Connect with N.R.:</strong><br /><a href="https://smart.bio/nrwalkerauthor/">https://smart.bio/nrwalkerauthor/</a></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-55054268308707113322022-07-30T12:19:00.003+02:002022-07-30T12:19:37.399+02:00Cover Reveal ~ Dirty Sweet Deliveries by Ally Vance & Yolanda Olson <p> </p><!--wp:paragraph {"align":"center"}-->
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Book Title: <em>Dirty Sweet Deliveries</em></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Authors: Ally Vance & Yolanda Olson</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Mistreated, left to run wild on the wrong side of the tracks.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Bad enough to be a boy, but not bad enough to be a man.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Threatened with losing everything, I’m forced to reevaluate.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Poor life choices, with a chance to turn things around.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Second chances are a luxury, to everyone except for me.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">The day I turned seventeen, my best friend picked me up from juvie.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">I have a habit of taking things that don’t belong to me.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">One look at his father, and I knew… I was going to take him too.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong>Ally Vance</strong> is an International Bestselling Author who writes in the Dark Romance & Horror genres. Ally has been writing since she was a teenager, and it had been a long-time dream of hers to finally become a published author. Ally lives in Kent, in the United Kingdom, with her husband, son, and their two crazy kitties; Kian and Declan.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><strong>Yolanda Olson</strong> is a USA Today Bestselling and award-winning author. Born and raised in Bridgeport, CT where she currently resides, she usually spends her time watching her favorite channel, Investigation Discovery. Occasionally, she takes a break to write books and test the limits of her mind. Also an avid horror movie fan, she likes to incorporate dark elements into the majority of her books.</p>
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</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cover Reveal & Giveaway:<br />The Glow Up<br />By A.M. Johnson<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="The Glow Up Cover" class="size-full wp-image-9118 aligncenter" height="990" src="https://gayrmncereviews.files.wordpress.com/2022/07/the-glow-up-cover.jpg" width="661" /></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>Coming September 22nd</em></strong></span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Franklin University Series, Book 5</span></h3><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Chris Delaney</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I promised myself that this was going to be the year to finally buckle down. I'm a junior, and I’ve settled on a major. I've got focus and determination. The one thing I haven't figured out yet? How to deal with the massive crush I've been harboring on the guy in study carrel six.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I don’t know his name and some of my friends think it’s time for me to move on, but he has this whole sexy, broody, dark eyes, and messy hair thing going for him. And yeah, he seems like he could be my polar opposite. The kind of unapproachable, serious type who doesn’t smile much, but I’d like to think he’s all rays of sunshine underneath his stormy expressions and disheveled demeanor. All that intense energy… I dig it.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I want to know him.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The rub?</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’ll have to find the courage to actually introduce myself.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><strong>Aiden Russo</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The college experience is supposed to be parties, drinking, and fun with a few classes mixed in. It sounds pretty amazing, right? For me, it turned out to be endless lectures, avalanches of homework, and copious amounts of caffeine. The study carrel might as well be my dorm room. And that guitar under my bed? It's got two years of dust growing on it. But this is the life I have to lead if I’m ever going to help my dad.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Pre-med isn’t for the weak.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The problem? Loneliness holds me hostage.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">If only I could find someone willing to break through my ever-present cloud bank, and remind me what it’s like to have fun again.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>About the Author:</strong></span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Amanda is an award winning and best selling author of LGBTQIA and contemporary romance and fiction. She lives in Utah with her family where she moonlights as a nurse on the weekends and hikes in the mountains as much as possible.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">If she’s not busy with her three munchkins, you’ll find her buried in a book or behind the keyboard where she explores the human experience through the written word, exploring all spectrums and genres.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She's obsessed with all things Hockey, Austen, and Oreos, and loves to connect with readers!</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><hr />loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-70072108997907312822022-07-25T15:41:00.001+02:002022-07-25T15:41:06.212+02:00~ Elusive Relations by Nicky James ~<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhItTVP87KQmcxFkAWpFrkLFb1VfC5wPT3IdVOWI1gcB4j5n4Q9GhFv-eCReDapRlZUGac0XandmBL0ySl0wIix-GxIz6gSpwa1XRV6awHBNq6uheZlAWmGBMfjGYNYZdB209w_33pcty2AIrx1_C_dH6trfkBsrgRwNN2BmHJA6I-WI2JIAH1LiQq/s475/61148637._SY475_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="475" data-original-width="317" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhItTVP87KQmcxFkAWpFrkLFb1VfC5wPT3IdVOWI1gcB4j5n4Q9GhFv-eCReDapRlZUGac0XandmBL0ySl0wIix-GxIz6gSpwa1XRV6awHBNq6uheZlAWmGBMfjGYNYZdB209w_33pcty2AIrx1_C_dH6trfkBsrgRwNN2BmHJA6I-WI2JIAH1LiQq/s320/61148637._SY475_.jpg" width="214" /></a><span><a name='more'></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>Author: Nicky James</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>Title: Elusive Relations</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>Series: Valor and Doyle Mysteries 2 (not a standalone)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>Pages: 427</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>Release date: 2022 July 25</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>Add it on <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/61148637-elusive-relations" target="_blank">Goodreads</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>Buy it on <a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09Z8MBKPB/" target="_blank">Amazon</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span>Rating:★★★★★</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><h3 style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><u>Blurb:</u></h3><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Merriweather, Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><br /><br /><br />Life was easier when rival detectives, Quaid and Aslan, kept to their own side of the building. They could forget that one glorious night they shared and move on.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />But when Aslan is called to a homicide and discovers one of the victims has a personal history with Quaid, he knows a confrontation is inevitable.<br /><br />When news about the case spreads, Quaid can’t help but get involved. He wants answers, if not for himself, then for the families of the victims.<br /><br />Joining ranks with Aslan and his partner, Quaid uncovers more than he bargained for. Too many secrets and lies. This case is dangerously personal.<br /><br />Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all.<br /><br />Plus, the more time he spends with Aslan, the harder it is for Quaid to ignore the attraction they share.<br /><br />Playboy Aslan, who doesn’t believe in repeats, can’t seem to stop flirting and bantering with the grumpy MPU detective, and his rules go out the window as they’re drawn deeper into the case.<br /><br />But what happens when one more night turns to two, then two turns to three?<br /><br />Does Quaid want to risk his heart again?<br /><br />Has Aslan developed an emotion?<br /><br />Can they put a stop to their fun and walk away?<br /><br />But the real question is, do they want to?<p></p><p><br /></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><b><u>My review:</u></b></h3><p style="text-align: justify;">My reading habits and taste are changing, but one thing is for sure: no matter what Nicky writes, I'll love it. This series is just perfect. It doesn't have the worst cliffhangers, the MCs aren't acrobatic in bed (although they are super-duper HOT in no matter what situation!), and just the perfect book for relaxing. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Aslan and Quaid are so great together and I love their story so much. They are so different in personalities, they want different things in life, works in different departments, and really the opposites of each other, but somehow they fit. They are the perfect puzzle pieces that fit together. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Loved the mystery part of the book, it's really fascinating and it kept my interest the whole book. Can't wait to see more. More mystery and more about these two. The third will be the last book (if I know it correctly) and I hope to see a perfect ending for this love story. These two are secretly so romantic and so far in love with each other, just ....*sigh*. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">Highly recommend.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBAr5LbvTvIPQQKTvGTmkDq9wNE4rdRftS_HvHzcQpSIWw1xgKOGtZPdkCgpNss2CoTXRB1CigSoO4yJDV27KpbzTJYut-Gvvxm8WZruEfZlxBp1l8XCwg9T0KAsQyjy6RwA4Y739TwPThmirPa760Q0LZmo7IZcSLdeQ8_tVeXNuXziAW1aewFUDT/s1200/294536506_10160091902990944_5156041259594455907_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="628" data-original-width="1200" height="334" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBAr5LbvTvIPQQKTvGTmkDq9wNE4rdRftS_HvHzcQpSIWw1xgKOGtZPdkCgpNss2CoTXRB1CigSoO4yJDV27KpbzTJYut-Gvvxm8WZruEfZlxBp1l8XCwg9T0KAsQyjy6RwA4Y739TwPThmirPa760Q0LZmo7IZcSLdeQ8_tVeXNuXziAW1aewFUDT/w640-h334/294536506_10160091902990944_5156041259594455907_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p>loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-58834701799469641502022-07-19T14:00:00.004+02:002022-07-19T19:34:35.308+02:00Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway ~ Our Shellfish Desires by K.L. 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<p>People talk about the marriage of true minds, but Alexander doesn’t think this is what they meant.<br /><br />After a cruel experiment binds him to the soul of Rota, an old god, Alexander has one mission: find Rota’s body. Having a godly boyfriend is great, but it would be better to have one that he could actually touch. Unfortunately, even Alexander’s ability to command Rota’s divine power hasn’t helped.<br /><br />A rare book of poetry may finally provide the answer. The expertise they need translating it brings them to Oleander Logue, a young man with plenty of problems that seem at odds with his cheerful nature. Ollie is happy to help, but he’s in trouble with a gangster who demands that Alexander and Rota solve a series of murders first.<br /><br />Desperate, Alexander and Rota accept the case… but it’s not that simple. The gangster’s threats to Ollie’s safety disturb them both, but is that because they’re both growing more attracted to Ollie… or because he’s a potential host for Rota? If they can’t solve these murders, they may never find out.</p>
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<p>“Thank you!” Ollie gushed. “That was so cool! You totally just kicked Nathaniel’s ass!”</p>
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<p>Alexander swallowed a squeak and forgot how to work all of his muscles. Ollie was so warm, and he smelled like alcohol, cigarettes, and patchouli oil with a hint of vanilla.</p>
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<p>“Seriously, that was amazing!” Ollie turned Alexander so he could beam down at him, still hugging him close. “I mean, okay, it’s kinda your fault he got in here, but thank you.” He smiled wider. “Whoa. Your eyeballs are turning all pink.”</p>
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<p>Alexander was torn between pushing Ollie away and melting into his arms. The simple affection was making his knees weak, having for so long only experienced physical touch that was designed to hurt. His brain refused to cooperate, and all he could do was stutter, “Y-yeah, they do that.”</p>
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<p>Alexander slipped away from Ollie, mourning the loss of contact the second he did. He scrambled to get another cigarette. “Yeah, and <em>what</em> was he? I’ve never seen magic like that before.”</p>
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<p>“His name is Nathaniel Ware.” Ollie fidgeted and dipped back into the kitchen, still talking. “He is so not fuckin’ human. He’s, like, a troll dude with tusks and a long tail.”</p>
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<p>The gods had created many monstrous creatures before mortals, including a troll-like race of beings called the Absola. They, along with the other so-called everlasting people, were said to have gone with the gods into the dreaming, and neither Alexander nor Rota had heard of any living in this world for thousands of years.</p>
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<p>Ollie was pouring red wine into two glasses as he explained, “He’s a crime boss. Like, this big drug lord. And okay, so I may have had a tiny drug problem before. When I first got the eyeballs of Yeris, I had trouble dealing with it.” He thrust a glass at Alexander.</p>
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<p>Ollie poured it into his glass and sipped off the excess. “I made okay money translating, but it wasn’t enough to keep up with my habit, so I started taking product on credit. Like, so much. And I kinda owe him a lot of money, and he’s very unhappy with me. I’ve been trying to make payments, and he’s been chill ’cause my uncle is a cop, but—”</p>
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<p>“Yeah. Damn. You should be a detective.”</p>
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<p>“I, I guess that could work.” Ollie frowned. “Will you…. Will you stay here? I need some time to figure out how to deal with Stoker, and, and I’ll find a way to make the translating work, okay?”</p>
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<p>“I know.” Ollie sighed. “It’s so damn bad. I just never have the energy, and I’ve been really depressed. Like, forever depressed. I died a little, my ex is getting married… it’s been a whole thing.”</p>
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<div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px;"></div><span><!--more--></span><h3 style="height: 25px; text-align: center;">My review:</h3><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: center;">★★★★☆</div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;">I just love this series and its hilariousness. Every character are crazy and so loveable, I love the banter and lovely moments between them, and I wanted Alexander and Rota's story soooo bad! Oh and plus Ollie, yummy. Loved reading about these three and loved the tiny mystery too. It's really an enjoyable and loveable series with the tentacled gods. It is fascinating and hot at the same time. </div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;">Although I enjoyed it, it wasn't perfect for me this time. Something was missing, more excitement, or more deepness? Idk. BUT it's not the end for them, so I'm really looking forward to the next. I love everyone in this universe and love their uniqueness too. The author did a really great job with this series, it's fun and hot, easy and sometimes deep. And the threesome in this one was super freaking amazing.</div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><span><!--more--></span><div aria-hidden="true" class="wp-block-spacer" style="height: 25px;"><br /></div>
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</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cover Reveal & Giveaway:<br />Bet You<br />By Neve Wilder<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Spencer</b></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Whose brilliant idea was it to build university housing next to one of Franklin U’s most notorious party frats? </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’m a real student—the kind who actually came to college to learn, not some dumb frat bro who sees Franklin U as a four-year challenge to consume the most booze and throw out the best pick-up line. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Their all-hours lifestyle is driving me crazy. Not to mention, the jerks keep taking my assigned parking spot. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">But the worst offender might be Cory Ingram. Sure, he has a smile that could melt a polar ice cap, but no way will I ever be one of his minions. I’m pretty sure I made that clear when I blew my top at him. So I have no idea why he’s suddenly everywhere around me, turning on the charm like I might actually fall for it. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nope. Not gonna happen. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Cory</b></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">From the first day I set foot on Franklin U’s campus, everything has been golden. I have a ton of friends, endless parties to be the life of, and whoever I want in my bed on any given night. Sure, I’m a shameless party boy, but I’m not a jerk. Ask anyone. Seriously.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Even the crotchety old groundskeeper waves and smiles at me when I pass. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Then there’s Spencer Crow. I’ve never seen a guy’s face get so red over a parking spot. Even when I try to make it right, he proceeds to give me the tongue-lashing of a lifetime—which is about the moment I notice that, in addition to being irrationally irate, he’s also crazy hot.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">My friends think I’ve finally met the one person I can’t seduce…</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Bet you I can.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p class="font_8" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Neve Wilder reads promiscuously, across multiple genres, but her favorite stories always contain an element of romance. Incidentally, this is also what she likes to write. Slow-burners with delicious tension? Yes. Whiplash-inducing page-turners, also yes. Down and dirty scorchers? Yes. And every flavor in between.</span></p>
<p class="font_8" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She believes David Bowie was the sexiest musician to ever live, and she's always game to nerd out on anything from music to writing.</span></p>
<p class="font_8" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">And finally, she believes that love conquers all. Except the heat index in July. Nothing can conquer that bastard.</span></p>
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</span><hr />loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-55266663777470727212022-07-11T14:02:00.003+02:002022-07-11T14:02:53.591+02:00Cover Reveal & Giveaway: Mr. Romance By Louisa Masters<p> </p><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="CR MR Banner" class="size-full wp-image-8975 aligncenter" height="335" src="https://gayrmncereviews.files.wordpress.com/2022/07/cr-mr-banner.jpg" width="640" /></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>When you’re clueless, Mr. Romance can help.</em></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Charlie</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’m not sure how it happened, but it turns out I’ve unknowingly been dating three people.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Friends don’t spoil other friends, apparently. My trust fund means I can afford to, though, and what’s a meal here and there? Or some clothes? Or textbooks? That doesn’t mean we’re dating, right?</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Others disagree. If I want to get through the rest of college knowing who my friends are, I need help from someone who knows all about dating and can tell me what <em>not</em> to do.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Someone like Mr. Romance.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Liam</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">When people look at me, romance is the last thing they think of… but I’m still the first person they call. Need a first date planned? A big romantic moment? Gotta beg for forgiveness? I’m your man. When it comes to romance, I’ve got it handled.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Not personally, though. My romantic life is… barren. All I really want is someone to snuggle with and spoil me. What I’ve got is planning dates for people who have no clue about romancing someone.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">But now I’m somehow Charlie Martin’s anti-romance consultant. Charlie, who’s completely clueless yet the most accepting and friendly person I’ve ever met. Who’s giving and generous. Who’s befriended me and wants me to be happy.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’m supposed to help him stop his friends from falling for him. The last thing I need is to fall for him myself.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Louisa Masters started reading romance much earlier than her mother thought she should. While other teenagers were sneaking out of the house, Louisa was sneaking romance novels in and working out how to read them without being discovered. She’s spent most of her life feeling sorry for people who don’t read, convinced that books are the solution to every problem. As an adult, she feeds her addiction in every spare second, only occasionally tearing herself away to do things like answer the phone and pay bills.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Louisa has a long list of places first discovered in books that she wants to visit, and every so often she overcomes her loathing of jet lag and takes a trip that charges her imagination. She lives in Melbourne, Australia, where she whines about the weather for most of the year while secretly admitting she’ll probably never move.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Drop her a line at <a href="mailto:louisa@louisamasters.com">louisa@louisamasters.com</a>, and join the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/seymourbookswithmasterfulmen" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Facebook group</a> for daily shenanigans.<br /><a href="https://www.subscribepage.com/j1m5y4" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Subscribe</a> to her newsletter for information on upcoming releases, freebies, giveaways, and sales!</span></p>
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</span><hr />loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-4122303340452323762022-07-04T14:46:00.004+02:002022-07-04T14:46:48.846+02:00Cover Reveal & Giveaway: The Dating Disaster By Saxon James<p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="CR TDD Banner" class="size-full wp-image-8962 aligncenter" height="335" src="https://gayrmncereviews.files.wordpress.com/2022/07/cr-tdd-banner.jpg" width="640" /></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Felix</strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">One date.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That’s how long it takes for Marshall Harrows to end up on my bad side. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Luckily I have no plans to see the giant teddy bear again. Except, when he shows up as my new housemate, I can’t escape him, and he’s just as irritating as I thought he’d be. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He leaves cupboards ajar and puts empty milk cartons back in the fridge. His bedroom door is always open, I find his underwear on the laundry floor, and he has this whole bashful sweetheart thing going on that I just … can’t … stand.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">But the most completely, <em>horribly</em> <em>irritating</em> thing about him, is that he’s totally my type.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">And my friends won’t stop setting us on blind dates.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">One date.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That’s how long it took for Felix Andrews to steal my heart. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The sparky little spitfire is everything I’m not. Confident, adorable, and completely outspoken. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">He also wants nothing to do with me. Which is a real problem when I want to give him everything. Including my virginity. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">But the more I try to gain his attention, the more I see the real him. The one who doesn’t feel worthy of being treated like anything other than a one-night stand. So I decide to take matters into my own hands. </span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A total do-over. One night. One date. Where hopefully I can steal his heart too.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Saxon James is an author from Aus who’s obsessed with writing queer characters.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She has a range of books from YA to adult and they all have one thing in common: swoony, sweet love.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">When not writing, Saxon exists on a diet of coffee and chocolate while putting her KU subscription to the test.</span></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Author and Publisher: Michelle Mann</p>
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<p><em>Looking for skills to navigate sexual orientation and gender expression?<br /><br />Tired of being defined by labels?</em><br /><br />It’s no surprise the people on this journey of self-exploration need tender love, care, and a safe container to explore and express themselves.<br /><br />The good news is – you can have that space to feel accepted, loved, and heard.<br /><br />It’s only fair to release yourself from the restrictions of gender conformity and, instead, allow yourself to experiment with gender (or a lack thereof), as if you were an artist experimenting with a new medium.<br /><br /><strong>“Self-Care Workbook for Non-Binary Teens” </strong>is an interactive workbook that has exactly what teens need to help them work through internalized negative messages, handle stress, build a community of support, and embrace their true self.<br /><br />It’s time to discover more about who you are and who you might want to become now!<br /><br />Inside these pages you will find:</p>
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<ul><li><strong>Exactly what gender identity actually is;</strong></li><li>Why understanding your gender identity is core to embracing your full being;</li><li><strong>How to discover and begin living as your authentic self;</strong></li><li>How to build unshakable confidence and resilience in a world filled with ignorance, inequality, and discrimination;</li><li><strong>Practical advice with journaling prompts and space for reflection;</strong></li><li>Mindfulness techniques for coming out, euphoria and dysphoria, building new friendships and navigating relationships with your friends and family;</li><li><strong>And much more!</strong></li></ul>
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<p><br />Whether you’ve been pondering big feelings and questions about your gender, or you’re just a little curious about it, the “<strong>Self Care Workbook for Non Binary Teens”</strong> will show you that there are endless ways to express yourself and that there’s no right or wrong way to identify.<br /><br /><strong>You do </strong><strong><em>NOT</em></strong><strong> have to conform to a singular definition or narrative anymore!</strong><br /><br />You have the power to make changes and become your most authentic self – It’s your birthright!<br /><br /><strong>If you’re ready to shed labels and identities that no longer serve you and your inner world and find the supportive community you're destined to have…</strong><br /><br /><strong>Then waste no more time, scroll up and grab your copy now!</strong></p>
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<p><em>As you read through the stories below, do any of them resonate with you? Maybe it’s not the whole identity, but only parts? That’s ok - that helps you to define who you are and how you want to identify.</em></p>
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<p><strong>Clarence is a genderqueer young adult who loves knitting and reading mystery books. They use the terms “genderqueer” and “non-binary” interchangeably when describing themselves. They've also accepted that as time goes on, they may find another name to express their identity.</strong></p>
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<p>Thomas is transmasculine. He is an adventurous guy who likes cooking, hiking, and movies. He is comfortable using he/him pronouns, and also uses they/them. Thomas knows that he can use either pronoun based on their preference.</p>
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<p><strong>Clair is an ‘autigender' individual who thrives in their neurodiversity and linking it to their identity experience. In conversations with their friends and family, Clair sometimes refers to themselves as “neurogender” or “xenogender”. Clair loves teaching others about neurodiversity, listening to all kinds of music and reading comic books in their free time.</strong></p>
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<p>Clay is an ‘androgyne’ person who experiences both a masculine and feminine identity, sometimes simultaneously. Clay loves experimenting with the balance between their identities and the creativity that results from it. They are great at encouraging others to express themselves without fear or restraint.</p>
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<p>Ash is a ‘bigender’ person who has both a male and female identity. They’re an artist who loves using canvases to express their emotions and dreams. They choose to express each one as they please and enjoy combining both for unique expression.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Michelle Mann is a native of New York City and holds a degree in psychology. She is a busy but happy mother of 4 and an author of self-help and parenting books that are designed to help stressed-out parents to make the most of their child’s formative years.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Her book, Parenting Pre-schoolers 2 to 5 Years Old, provides 20 tips for parents that are aimed at helping them deal with their child’s emotions and build effective lines of communication in what can often be the most challenging of times for parents, whether they are first-timers or have already experienced it and want to avoid making the same mistakes.</p>
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</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cover Reveal & Giveaway:<br />Playing Games<br />By Riley Hart<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tyson Langley thinks the <em>king </em>in Franklin University Kings is in reference to him. Star lacrosse player and God’s gift to the female <em>and</em> male population, there’s nothing the spoiled jock can’t have.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It’s impossible for us to be in the same room without talking crap to each other. But I also have a secret… As much as I despise Ty, I want him too. I revel in our banter and in never knowing what he’ll say next.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’ve spent too much time on the wrong side of the law for someone like Ty, though, and if I want to make it through college and escape my past, he’s a distraction I don’t need.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"> <strong>Ty</strong><strong> </strong></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Braxton Walker needs to learn to lighten up. If you search<em> brooding</em> online, his name pops up. He’s the bad boy with a leather jacket and a scowl. We couldn’t be more different.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Finding ways to annoy him is like the longest foreplay session of my life. And when we end up working together, it gets harder to deny how hot he makes me.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">What’s a little hooking up between enemies?</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">We weren’t supposed to become friends or share secrets. We weren’t supposed to understand each other and all the complicated stuff we’re going through.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’m used to playing games, only the more time I spend with Brax, the less it feels like playing around and the more it becomes something real.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Riley Hart is represented by Jane Dystel at Dystel, Goderich & Bourret Literary Management. She’s a 2019 Lambda Literary Award Finalist for Of Sunlight and Stardust. Under her pen name, her young adult novel, The History of Us is an ALA Rainbow Booklist Recommended Read and Turn the World Upside Down is a Florida Authors and Publishers President's Book Award Winner.<br />Join Riley’s reader group <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/RileysRebels2.0" rel="noopener" target="_blank">here</a>!</span></p>
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</span><hr />loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-10868094486023780832022-06-11T11:00:00.001+02:002022-06-11T11:00:00.199+02:00Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: The Sceptic By Lily Morton<p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="BT Banner" class="size-full wp-image-8644 aligncenter" height="335" src="https://gayrmncereviews.files.wordpress.com/2022/06/bt-banner.png" width="640" /></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway:<br />The Sceptic<br />By Lily Morton<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Arcana Books, Book 1</span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">As the best friend of a psychic, Will Buchanan can’t help but believe in the dead. It’s the living that he finds to be problematic. However, after a spate of betrayals, he finally has the chance of a new life within his grasp, and he’s not going to risk it for anyone or anything. Staying safe is the name of Will’s game.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jem Dawson defines the word temporary. A talented cameraman, he’s here today and will undoubtedly be gone tomorrow chasing adventure and danger. But, while he’s in York, he’s made it clear he wants Will, and Will can’t help liking the charming daredevil.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This inconvenient attraction results in Will accompanying Jem to the site of a notorious poltergeist outbreak. A malevolent spirit has targeted a family, and now the ghost hunting team for whom Jem does camerawork are going to be locked down in the house for three days.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The house is strange and filled with sinister and violent undercurrents. One by one, the group experiences threatening incidents, and as events escalate, Will has to ask himself if he's risking not just his heart but also his life with this impulsive gesture.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is the first book in the Arcana Books series featuring characters from the bestselling Black and Blue series.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p><span style="font-size: large;">“What a <em>ridiculous </em>question. Do I look like I have a book on how to reanimate a cadaver? I have enough problems with the living customers without adding dead ones. Go next door.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I set my pen down on the counter and sigh as Tom’s stertorous tones echo through the building. I’m currently working in an occult bookshop that connects to Tom’s bookshop. The divider between the two stores is a curtain, but even if we had walls the thickness of Fort Knox, it still wouldn’t stop me hearing Tom.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">A few seconds later, the curtain lifts, and three startled goths scoot into the room as if their backsides are on fire. I offer them a smile and point to the stairs. “First floor. Shelf by the window.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Their footsteps echo on the treads, and silence descends again. I pick up my pen and then pause, looking around. The room is full of the scent of old paper and leather, along with a whiff of fresh paint and new carpet. Sun streams through the Georgian window, laying stripes over the shelves of books and painting my skin with warmth. It’s incredibly peaceful in here, notwithstanding the grumpy bookshop owner next door.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">As if on cue, the old man’s voice rises through the divider again, muttering something about the problems associated with zombies becoming customers.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I look up as the shop’s front door opens and the bell jingles cheerfully, heralding the arrival of my current boss. Viscount Ingram.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Dear boy,” he booms, his face lit up. He’s the exact opposite of Tom, being eternally cheerful. The glass isn’t half full of wine with this one. He’s got a whole fucking vineyard in there. “You will never <em>guess</em> what I found at the house sale.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I open my mouth to respond, but Tom forestalls me. “Not in <em>here,”</em> he booms from the other room. “The death books are all next door in the occult bookshop. No, not there. <em>There</em>. Through that curtain.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">A young man in a long duster coat and a trilby hat sidles through the curtain. He gives us a haunted look and then legs it up the stairs to join the goths, who are probably cowering in a corner.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">The viscount sighs. “Oh, dear. Tom is a trifle rusty on customer service, isn't he?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“He was probably rusty sixty years ago,” I confidently state. I’ve known Tom for many years. He’s an established figure in York and someone my best friend Blue and I have known since we were young and homeless. Tom is now Blue’s boss, psychic mentor, and a possible glimpse at how Blue will be in fifty years.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Oh dear,” the viscount says again. He looks towards the table in the corner of the room. “And where is Madame Hecate? I thought she was reading the tarot cards for our customers today.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Probably at the pub. She came in, turned over one card, gave a scream that Tom’s still complaining about, and then left.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Poor woman. I wonder what the problem is.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Gin,” I offer helpfully. “It does seem to influence most of her tarot choices.”</span></p></blockquote><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p>
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</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lily is a bestselling gay romance author. She writes love stories filled with heat and humour.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She lives in sunny England with her husband and two children, all of whom claim that they haven't had a proper conversation with her since she got her Kindle.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lily has spent her life with her head full of daydreams, and decided one day to just sit down and start writing about them. In the process she discovered that she actually loved writing, because how else would she get to spend her time with hot and funny men?</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><hr />loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-7182029145352022622022-06-06T18:43:00.003+02:002022-06-06T18:43:55.264+02:00Release & Series Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: Blood Dynasty By Nicholas Bella<p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="" class="size-full wp-image-8578 aligncenter" height="335" src="https://gayrmncereviews.files.wordpress.com/2022/05/blood-dynasty-banner.png" width="640" /></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Mages & Mayhem Series, Book 2<br /></strong></span></h3><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>Adrian Elias and Sage Tamir</em></strong> have been brought together by destiny as soul mates and they aren’t taking that exceptional gift for granted. However, before they can get accustomed to their new life together, they find themselves in trouble and inconvenienced by the powerful council of mages known as the Echelon Imperial. After being called to a mandatory meeting, they are given an ultimatum that could be deadly if they don’t choose wisely.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">If that isn’t enough, the vampire Archduke of Chicago, Salino Laurent, calls in the favor owed him for saving Sage’s life. But when Adrian and Sage hear about what he wants, the two mages wonder if it’s even possible and, if so, is it worth the risk? More importantly, will they survive?</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">On top of that, Adrian gets a time-sensitive case, and this one he knows he can’t do alone. It is magic deeply rooted in darkness; he will need Sage. But if they fail, then a young boy may not get the chance to see his next birthday.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">For anyone else, these would be extraordinary circumstances, but for Adrian and Sage, it is starting to feel like a Monday. With everything coming at them from all directions, they will need to be able to trust each other and what they share more than ever before.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Reader Advisory: </strong>18 and older, adult situations and steamy romance. This book features a charming PI who is head over heels in love with a ruthless mob boss who will do whatever it takes to protect him. It also has an opportunistic vampire Archduke whose schemes are more than what they seem. They promise to keep you reading until the last page.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">We’d spent hours last night, going through the book, learning new spells for defens</span> ive <span class="c0"> and offensive attacks. If we were to face the Echelon Imperial, we wanted to be able to handle business if they tried some shit. I adjusted my suit and tie then looked at Adrian. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“You ready?” </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">He nodded. “Let’s just get this over with, see what the hell they want with us.” </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">I leaned down, kissing his soft lips. The fact that we fucked for almost two hours this morning didn’t sate my desire to have him again. Since claiming </span> my sexy mage <span class="c0">, it was almost as if I couldn’t get enough of him. And the taste of his blood, his heat surrounding me, filling me… the whole sensation left me delirious. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">I forced myself to break the kiss, then planted another soft one on his forehead. I wanted him to not only know that he was treasured, but to feel it. I nodded, and together we made our way into a large mansion with immaculate landscaping. Ivory statues, and pottery, expertly trimmed bushes and topiary. The lawn itself was perfectly mowed and vibrantly green. </span> The marble <span class="c0"> columns were polished and gleaming, proving that whoever lived here, loved decadence and luxury. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">Before we could knock or ring the doorbell, the frosted, glass double doors opened and the mage who breached the barrier of my home stood before us. I believe his name was Zendel, and again, he was wearing a black suit, white dress shirt and black tie, as if that was his uniform. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“Welcome,” he said in that smooth, even voice of his. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“Let’s just skip past the pleasantries, shall we? This isn’t a social visit, we want to know why you’re demanding our presence,” I said, getting right to the point. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“Of course, please, follow me,” Zendel stated, then turned and led the way. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">Adrian and I followed him as he led us through the mansion which was just as classically decorated on the inside as it was on the outside. White marble floors with silver veining and matching columns. Hand-sew rugs and runners adorned the floors, </span> numerous <span class="c0"> paintings and sculptures added almost an art museum f</span> ee <span class="c0">l to the décor. The furnishings were also lavish and a mixture of cultural </span> designs <span class="c0"> from French, Japanese, Chinese, Russian and even American influences. I took it all in and I was sure Adrian was doing the same. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">Once we reached another set of double doors, these being </span> polished <span class="c0"> black lacquer with a </span> <span class="c0">red pentagram on the combined doors. There were also gold sigils on each point of the pentagram, and I didn’t recognise what they meant. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">Zendel gestured for us to go forward. </span>“The Council is waiting.”</span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“What does the symbol mean?” I asked. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“You may get your answer inside,” Zendel stated. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">I rolled my eyes, because this secrecy shit is one of the </span> reasons <span class="c0"> I found mages to be annoying as hell. I never sought out a clan in the past because of that. Also, I’d much rather be in a pride. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“Will something happen to us when we pass through?” Adrian asked him. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“You don’t have a choice,” Zendel said. “Please.” Again, he gestured </span> toward <span class="c0"> the door. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">I didn’t like walking into the unknown, </span> it just <span class="c0"> wasn’t my thing. I could sense magic all around me and it was hard to pinpoint exactly where the source was or if it was from multiple sources. Adrian stepped up beside me and placed his hand on the doorknob. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“You ready?” he asked. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“Fine, let’s do this,” I said, and together, we opened the doors, </span> splitting <span class="c0"> the pentagram sym</span> bol. It would come back together once we <span class="c0"> stepped inside,</span> which we did <span class="c0">. </span> The doors closed behind us and i <span class="c0">mmediately, I felt a wave wash over me, invisible to the eye, but I felt it ripple through my b</span> ody <span class="c0"> once I crossed the threshold. I shivered and caught my balance as </span> the <span class="c0"> dizz</span> iness <span class="c0"> nearly had me spirialing. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">Adrian was on one knee and I knew he’d felt the same thing and it pissed me off that we walked into something I deemed was a magical attack. I growled, my eyes glowing in my rage.</span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“It will pass,” said one of the mages </span> sitting <span class="c0"> behind a U-shaped black </span> table <span class="c0">. </span> There <span class="c0"> was a sigil carved on the table where each mage sat</span> that matched the ones on the pentagram on the outside of the door. <span class="c0"> There were five other mages with him, three males and two females, making a total of six. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">The sensation I felt did pass and I was able to focus more on my surroundings. The f</span> loor also had a large pentagram engraved into it, against, the sigils were on each point. The room was bright as the floor to ceiling windows allowed for tons of sunlight to shine through. The walls each had paintings of the mages in robes, almost like this room was a temple to them. The shit felt like one big cockstroke to their egos. I grunted and <span class="c0"> knelt beside Adrian until </span> it seemed like he was starting to <span class="c0"> feel better</span> . <span class="c0"> I helped him to his feet and kept hi</span> m close to me before looking at the mage in the middle who had spoken to me <span class="c0">. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“What the fuck was that?” I asked. </span></span></p>
<p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="c0">“For our protection. </span> The spell you encountered is what makes <span class="c0"> this room immune to your magic, and only ours will be effective,” the mage who </span> I guessed might be the leader since he sat at the middle of the table was quite striking in his appearance. Long, straight black hair past his shoulder and combed back. Thick, arched eyebrows over intense brown eyes. He was certainly of Asian descent, Japanese by his features, and he had a regal presence that demanded attention.</span></p></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><p class="c1"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p>
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</span><hr />loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-30770449042479758142022-06-02T12:01:00.001+02:002022-06-03T12:04:25.107+02:00Book Blast ~ Excerpt and Giveaway ▪︎ The Fire Island Ice Queen by B.J. Irons<p> </p><!--wp:paragraph {"align":"center"}-->
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Author: B.J. Irons</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Publisher: Spectrum Books</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Release Date: May 7, 2022</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Genres: Contemporary M/M Romance – Beach Read</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Tropes: Friends to lovers</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Themes: Coming of Age, Embracing Sexual Identity</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Length: 50 000 words</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><em>A Fire Island beach read that will melt the hearts of all ice queens</em></p>
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<p>College law student, Connor, is a bit pretentious, high-strung and what some might describe as being <em>cold as ice</em>. After catching his boyfriend cheating on him and then being dumped, Connor decides to take his best friend Byron up on his offer for a summer <em>gaycation</em> experience to Fire Island.<br /><br />While at Fire Island, Connor reevaluates his identity and goes through a deep soul searching experience to truly understand himself. While on vacation, he befriends a stranger named Lawrence, who encourages Connor to open up more and become lively. Lawrence proposes that Connor completes a series of wild, fun tasks, which he dubs as the <em>Fire Island Ice Queen</em> Challenge to get Connor to come out of his shell more. Will this frivolous and boisterous vacation at Fire Island be enough to melt the heart of this Ice Queen?</p>
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<p>Chapter 1</p>
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<p>“Ewwwww!” I exclaimed, noticing the skinny, shirtless guy dancing on the box out of the corner of my eye. He had two older men standing below holding dollar bills up at him.</p>
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<p>Pathetic!</p>
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<p>The whole scene gave me an unsettling feeling in my stomach. The boy reeked of desperation for attention and the old men reeked of desperation for the pale and frail twink. I was expecting to see his skin glisten like diamonds when the strobe lights moved on top of him. He was decidedly vampiric-looking, but lacked the hot features of Edward Cullen.</p>
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<p>I rolled my eyes and diverted my focus back to my boyfriend, Derrick, who was beside me at the bar, ordering us another round of drinks.</p>
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<p>“What are you ewww-ing about now?” he asked.</p>
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<p>“Just that dirty ginger up on the box.” I pointed in the direction of him, now bending over on the box, getting the money tucked into his waistband by the two tragic geriatrics.</p>
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<p>“Ugh! Why do you care about him anyway, Connor?” Derrick questioned me with a vexed tone in his voice.</p>
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<p>people behaved, dressed, acted, etc. I was a very judgmental person and I could recognize that in myself. However, I wouldn’t dare to let other people think that of me. As much as I cared about how others presented themselves, I cared even more about how I looked and how I was judged. I went to the gym every day, made sure I was the top student in all of my college classes, and wanted everyone to know that I was beyond mature for my age. I wouldn’t have them think any less of me.</p>
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<p>But, I’d be out of my mind to admit this to my boyfriend.</p>
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<p>“I don’t really care about him at all. It’s just an observation,” I confessed.</p>
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<p>Derrick handed me my drink that the bartender gave him. “Yeah. But just let him be. He’s a young guy just trying to have fun. Clearly, he doesn’t care what other people think of him. If anything, you’re giving him the attention he wants by even making thatcomment.”</p>
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<p>My boyfriend had a point here. I was giving him more attention than I should. And now, by having this conversation with Derrick, I was donating way too much of my time and energy in talking about him.</p>
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<p>I decided to take the now empty seat at the bar he left open. I glanced down at my phone and began scrolling through a few social media posts. This place was getting boring. Yawning, I checked the time to realize it wasn’t even midnight yet. What a snooze-fest tonight had turned out to be. Our usual friends had other plans and couldn’t make it out tonight, which left Derrick and me stuck alone with ourselves. I turned back around to try and pinpoint his location on the crowded dance floor, but had no luck.</p>
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<p>I let out a heavy sigh, tapping my right leg up and down on the foot of the barstool. I had to really take a piss, and couldn’t hold it in much longer. But, at the same time, I didn’t want Derrick to come back and think I had disappeared.</p>
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<p>However, I would only be gone for a minute or so. Oh well. I stood up and walked across the dance floor towards the bathroom.</p>
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<p>Dirty fucker! He was lucky I had to use the bathroom so badly. Otherwise, I would have turned back around and made a whole scene in front of everyone.</p>
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<p>I pushed my way through the random guys chilling in the hallway leading to the bathroom, who were either gossiping or making out with one another. I opened the bathroom door and saw that the four urinals were occupied. One of the two stalls had the door halfway open, so I slightly kicked it to make sure no one was in there before I claimed it.</p>
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<p>Locking the door behind me, I dropped my pants and released myself, letting out a light sigh of relief. I glanced down at the floor and could see a rather large shadow coming from the next stall over. There was definitely more than one person there. I could then hear a few wet and sloppy kiss-like noises coming from next door as well.</p>
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<p>Like seriously!? Get a fucking room!</p>
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<p>I flushed the toilet and walked out of the stall, shaking my head in disdain. Moving towards the sink, I checked myself out in the mirror as I proceeded to wash my hands. I rubbed my hand through my hair, making sure it was swept back nicely. My mouth gaped open at what I saw next. The door to the stall that was next to mine opened and the two guys emerged from it. The first was some random, cute guy who had a similarly toned body to me, except he had bright bleach blonde hair. Then, behind him, was Derrick.</p>
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<p>“Derrick! What the fuck!? Are you shitting me right now!?” I yelled.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">BJ Irons works in the field of education as an educational leader and college professor. Many of his personal experiences as a gay man, have contributed to his works. Being a part of the LGBTQIA+ community himself, BJ hopes to continue to bring more fun fictional works to his LGBTQIA+ readers. The world could always use a little more color and fun.</p>
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<!--/wp:image-->loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-27691517738104683612022-05-29T12:06:00.005+02:002022-05-29T12:09:20.352+02:00Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: The Sceptic By Lily Morton<p> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="The Sceptic Banner" class="size-full wp-image-8513 aligncenter" height="335" src="https://gayrmncereviews.files.wordpress.com/2022/05/the-sceptic-banner.png" width="640" /></span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway:<br />The Sceptic<br />By Lily Morton<span><a name='more'></a></span></span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Arcana Books, Book 1</span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">As the best friend of a psychic, Will Buchanan can’t help but believe in the dead. It’s the living that he finds to be problematic. However, after a spate of betrayals, he finally has the chance of a new life within his grasp, and he’s not going to risk it for anyone or anything. Staying safe is the name of Will’s game.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jem Dawson defines the word temporary. A talented cameraman, he’s here today and will undoubtedly be gone tomorrow chasing adventure and danger. But, while he’s in York, he’s made it clear he wants Will, and Will can’t help liking the charming daredevil.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This inconvenient attraction results in Will accompanying Jem to the site of a notorious poltergeist outbreak. A malevolent spirit has targeted a family, and now the ghost hunting team for whom Jem does camerawork are going to be locked down in the house for three days.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">The house is strange and filled with sinister and violent undercurrents. One by one, the group experiences threatening incidents, and as events escalate, Will has to ask himself if he's risking not just his heart but also his life with this impulsive gesture.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This is the first book in the Arcana Books series featuring characters from the bestselling Black and Blue series.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://getbook.at/thesceptic">Universal Link</a></span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/61075634-the-sceptic">Goodreads</a><br /></strong></span></h3><span style="font-size: large;">
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<h2><span style="font-size: large;"></span></h2><blockquote><h2><span style="font-size: large;">Excerpt:</span></h2>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“What a <em>ridiculous </em>question. Do I look like I have a book on how to reanimate a cadaver? I have enough problems with the living customers without adding dead ones. Go next door.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I set my pen down on the counter and sigh as Tom’s stertorous tones echo through the building. I’m currently working in an occult bookshop that connects to Tom’s bookshop. The divider between the two stores is a curtain, but even if we had walls the thickness of Fort Knox, it still wouldn’t stop me hearing Tom.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">A few seconds later, the curtain lifts, and three startled goths scoot into the room as if their backsides are on fire. I offer them a smile and point to the stairs. “First floor. Shelf by the window.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Their footsteps echo on the treads, and silence descends again. I pick up my pen and then pause, looking around. The room is full of the scent of old paper and leather, along with a whiff of fresh paint and new carpet. Sun streams through the Georgian window, laying stripes over the shelves of books and painting my skin with warmth. It’s incredibly peaceful in here, notwithstanding the grumpy bookshop owner next door.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">As if on cue, the old man’s voice rises through the divider again, muttering something about the problems associated with zombies becoming customers.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I look up as the shop’s front door opens and the bell jingles cheerfully, heralding the arrival of my current boss. Viscount Ingram.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Dear boy,” he booms, his face lit up. He’s the exact opposite of Tom, being eternally cheerful. The glass isn’t half full of wine with this one. He’s got a whole fucking vineyard in there. “You will never <em>guess</em> what I found at the house sale.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I open my mouth to respond, but Tom forestalls me. “Not in <em>here,”</em> he booms from the other room. “The death books are all next door in the occult bookshop. No, not there. <em>There</em>. Through that curtain.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">A young man in a long duster coat and a trilby hat sidles through the curtain. He gives us a haunted look and then legs it up the stairs to join the goths, who are probably cowering in a corner.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">The viscount sighs. “Oh, dear. Tom is a trifle rusty on customer service, isn't he?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“He was probably rusty sixty years ago,” I confidently state. I’ve known Tom for many years. He’s an established figure in York and someone my best friend Blue and I have known since we were young and homeless. Tom is now Blue’s boss, psychic mentor, and a possible glimpse at how Blue will be in fifty years.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Oh dear,” the viscount says again. He looks towards the table in the corner of the room. “And where is Madame Hecate? I thought she was reading the tarot cards for our customers today.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Probably at the pub. She came in, turned over one card, gave a scream that Tom’s still complaining about, and then left.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Poor woman. I wonder what the problem is.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Gin,” I offer helpfully. “It does seem to influence most of her tarot choices.”</span></p></blockquote><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p>
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</span><h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Enter the Giveaway:</span></h2><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lily is a bestselling gay romance author. She writes love stories filled with heat and humour.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">She lives in sunny England with her husband and two children, all of whom claim that they haven't had a proper conversation with her since she got her Kindle.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Lily has spent her life with her head full of daydreams, and decided one day to just sit down and start writing about them. In the process she discovered that she actually loved writing, because how else would she get to spend her time with hot and funny men?</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><hr />loveQhuayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06117221963110643258noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496732205408740476.post-26445061466529242042022-05-27T16:08:00.001+02:002022-05-27T16:08:08.634+02:00Blog Tour ~ Wicked Flames by Ella Frank<p> </p><!--wp:image {"align":"center","id":1019,"sizeSlug":"large","linkDestination":"none"}-->
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<h5 class="has-text-align-center"><span><a name='more'></a></span>He’s ready to steal his heart and never give it back.</h5>
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<h4 class="has-text-align-center">Wicked Flame, a sizzling MM romance and the hot conclusion to the Chicago Heat Duet from USA Today bestselling author Ella Frank, is out now!</h4>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Jameson<br />Life is hard. I learned that at an early age growing up on the South Side of Chicago. I accepted it, even came to expect it. With a sister who was a constant source of worry, and a track record of losing anyone even remotely close to me, trouble seemed to follow me no matter where I turned.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">That’s what I used to believe, anyway, until GQ. The gorgeous guy in the fancy clothes who for some reason decided to look twice at me. He gave me a place to call my own, a space to feel safe, and he made me believe in the impossible—that love was more than just a four-letter word.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Ryan<br />Life is unexpected. I learned that just recently when I walked into a bar on the South Side and found the love of my life—Jameson Clarke.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">He’s everything I’ve always wanted, and yet somehow even better than I imagined. He’s brave, brash, protective of those he loves, and under all that bravado is a vulnerability that calls to my very soul.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Jameson’s a storm cloud, but he thinks I’m the sun. If that’s true, then I’m determined to break through the shadows of his past and steal his heart the way he’s stolen mine.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center"><strong>Grab your copy today!</strong><br />Amazon: <a href="https://amzn.to/3yntpKp">https://amzn.to/3yntpKp</a><br />Amazon Worldwide: <a href="https://mybook.to/chicagoheattwo">https://mybook.to/chicagoheattwo</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Add to Goodreads: <a href="https://bit.ly/3uakNF9">https://bit.ly/3uakNF9</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center"><strong>Start the Chicago Heat Duet now!</strong></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Amazon: <a href="https://amzn.to/3EVdTIf">https://amzn.to/3EVdTIf</a><br />Amazon Worldwide: <a href="https://mybook.to/chicagoheatone">https://mybook.to/chicagoheatone</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Add Wicked Heat to Goodreads: <a href="https://bit.ly/3m5yUsb">https://bit.ly/3m5yUsb</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-left"><strong>About Ella Frank</strong><br />Ella Frank is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust and is the co-author of the fan-favorite erotic serial, Sex Addict. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!”</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-left">A life-long fan of the romance genre, Ella writes contemporary and erotic fiction.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-left">Some of her favorite authors include Tiffany Reisz, Kresley Cole, Riley Hart, J.R. Ward, Erika Wilde, Gena Showalter, and Carly Philips.<br /></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center"><strong>Connect with Ella</strong><br />Facebook: <a href="http://bit.ly/2sYAgNc">http://bit.ly/2sYAgNc</a><br />Instagram: <a href="http://bit.ly/2tM6vPy">http://bit.ly/2tM6vPy</a><br />Twitter: <a href="http://bit.ly/2TbuBOf">http://bit.ly/2TbuBOf</a><br />Stay up to date with Ella by joining her mailing list: <a href="http://bit.ly/2FFDzeI">http://bit.ly/2FFDzeI</a><br />Website: <a href="https://www.ellafrank.com">https://www.ellafrank.com</a></p>
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<h5 class="has-text-align-center"><span><a name='more'></a></span>Love is not just a four-letter word.</h5>
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<h4 class="has-text-align-center">Wicked Flame, a steamy, opposites attract MM romance and the highly-anticipated conclusion to the Chicago Heat Duet, set in the beloved Chicagoverse from USA Today bestselling author Ella Frank, is now available!</h4>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Jameson<br />Life is hard. I learned that at an early age growing up on the South Side of Chicago. I accepted it, even came to expect it. With a sister who was a constant source of worry, and a track record of losing anyone even remotely close to me, trouble seemed to follow me no matter where I turned.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">That’s what I used to believe, anyway, until GQ. The gorgeous guy in the fancy clothes who for some reason decided to look twice at me. He gave me a place to call my own, a space to feel safe, and he made me believe in the impossible—that love was more than just a four-letter word.</p>
<!--/wp:paragraph-->
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Ryan<br />Life is unexpected. I learned that just recently when I walked into a bar on the South Side and found the love of my life—Jameson Clarke.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">He’s everything I’ve always wanted, and yet somehow even better than I imagined. He’s brave, brash, protective of those he loves, and under all that bravado is a vulnerability that calls to my very soul.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Jameson’s a storm cloud, but he thinks I’m the sun. If that’s true, then I’m determined to break through the shadows of his past and steal his heart the way he’s stolen mine.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center"><strong>Grab your copy today!</strong><br />Amazon: <a href="https://amzn.to/3yntpKp">https://amzn.to/3yntpKp</a><br />Amazon Worldwide: <a href="https://mybook.to/chicagoheattwo">https://mybook.to/chicagoheattwo</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Add to Goodreads: <a href="https://bit.ly/3uakNF9">https://bit.ly/3uakNF9</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center"><strong>Start the Chicago Heat Duet now!</strong></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Amazon: <a href="https://amzn.to/3EVdTIf">https://amzn.to/3EVdTIf</a><br />Amazon Worldwide: <a href="https://mybook.to/chicagoheatone">https://mybook.to/chicagoheatone</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center">Add Wicked Heat to Goodreads: <a href="https://bit.ly/3m5yUsb">https://bit.ly/3m5yUsb</a></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-left"><strong>About Ella Frank</strong><br />Ella Frank is the USA Today Bestselling Author of the Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust and is the co-author of the fan-favorite erotic serial, Sex Addict. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!”</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-left">Some of her favorite authors include Tiffany Reisz, Kresley Cole, Riley Hart, J.R. Ward, Erika Wilde, Gena Showalter, and Carly Philips.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><span></span></p><a name='more'></a>Book Title: <em>The Steam Room</em><p></p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Author and Publisher: Olivia Monroe</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Release Date: May 1, 2022</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Genre: Contemporary Erotica M/M Romance</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Length: 36 000 words/ 118 pages</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;"><em>Can Kit convince Griffin that he is worth his time and effort? Or will Griffin find Kit is no different from the last five men he has dated?</em></p>
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<p>Griffin Marks is bitter and jaded after breaking up with another cheating boyfriend. All he wants is someone to appreciate his passion for landscaping and love him for who he is without cheating on him. Is being faithful so tricky?<br /><br />When Kit Smithfield joins Griffin in the club’s steam room, he opens a door that neither of them can close again. The problem is that Kit’s never been with a man before, and the last thing Griffin wants is to get involved with someone who isn’t sure what he wants.<br /><br />Can Kit convince Griffin that he is worth his time and effort? Or will Griffin find Kit is no different from the last five men he has dated?</p>
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<p><strong>Chapter 1 – Griffin</strong></p>
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<p>“You know what? I’m done. I’m so fucking done with you! Screw you, Blake. I don’t need this shit anymore. Go hang with your new boyfriend. I hope you two have a nice life together.” I yanked the phone away from my ear and stabbed my finger against the screen to hang up.</p>
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<p> That was the last time I was going to talk to Blake Warners. We have had a tumultuous relationship for over three years, and I was done with it. I was so damn tired of boyfriends that cheated. Why couldn’t other guys be monogamous? I knew that in the gay community, it was almost considered normal to have sex with other men, but that wasn’t me. I wanted to be with someone who only wanted to be with me. Was it really that hard? Or was I the problem?</p>
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<p> Since I came out as gay at the age of eighteen, I’d been in a string of on-again, off-again relationships, one after the other. For the last fourteen years, I had dated exclusively five men, and every one of them had gotten involved with another man on the side. At first, I would overlook it, give them a second, third, and even a fourth chance once, but they always got caught with their pants down, and quite literally.</p>
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<p> I grabbed my gym bag and headed out the door. The only way I would ease this anger was to spend a few hours throwing weights around until I couldn’t lift my arms above my head. Then I would hit a bar and drink myself under the fucking table—again.</p>
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<p> Or maybe I would find some random guy to screw in the backseat of my truck. Who the fuck knew! All I knew was that I was done with relationships.</p>
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<p> I jumped into my truck and made my way to the gym. I hoped like hell that Blake didn’t show up there tonight. It would be just like him to bring his new piece of ass to the gym just to spite me.</p>
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<p>Shit! I was going to have to find a new place to workout. I sure couldn’t afford the membership there on my own. The yearly cost was almost more than I made in four months. Blake had gifted mine to me the last two years, and while it was an annual membership, it was up next month.</p>
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<p> I sighed as I pulled into the parking lot. My beat-up Ford had always looked out of place amidst the Volvos, Beamers, and Audis that filled the spaces. When Blake had first brought me here, I’d been uncomfortable. It was a much higher class than I was used to. Blake was much higher class than I was used to.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Growing up in LA, Olivia always had a keen imagination and a talent for writing stories. Even from her early years, she hoped to see her name on a book cover and share her tales with others one day.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">After gaining her degree in Creative Writing, she traded the warm weather of LA for colder and wetter winters in NYC. There she met her husband Michael, with whom she has a daughter, Emma, and son, Danny.</p>
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<p class="has-text-align-center" style="text-align: center;">Olivia is a self-proclaimed romantic, which has helped bless her with a career writing steamy, contemporary romance novels. She admits that much of her inspiration comes from people watching in corner café's and observing couples strolling through local parks.</p>
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</span><h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway:<br />Forever, Con Amor<br />By A.M. Johnson</span></h1><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">For Him, Book 4</span></h3><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Chance,</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I never in a million years thought I would want a guy who smells like a tree and probably hugs them on the daily, but alas, you've somehow snuck your sexy, khaki-covered ass into my life. It doesn't help that we're stuck living in this apartment together for God knows how long, but I can't stop thinking about that kiss. I know I said it was one and done, and maybe that's the smart thing to do since I'm not convinced of your emotional availability. Maybe I'm a masochist. Or, maybe I might kind of like you. I said what I said.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">No regrets, Marcos~</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">***</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Marcos,</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Your ability to simultaneously compliment and insult me is probably one of my favorite things about you. I think it's part of your charm. Does that make me a masochist as well? I definitely like to torture myself. The night I kissed you, I knew it had the potential to push you away, but I couldn't stop myself from wanting you. I still can't. You can flirt and bully me all you like. I'm not going anywhere. I've finally found my home, and it's here. And just in case you need me to be more specific, I like you too.</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Forever, con amor…</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
</span><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Chance~</span></p><span style="font-size: large;">
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</span><h4 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Check Out A.M. Johnson's Books <a href="https://getbook.at/AMJohnson">here</a></span></h4><span style="font-size: large;">
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<h2><span style="font-size: large;"></span></h2><blockquote><h2><span style="font-size: large;">Excerpt:</span></h2>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I scrolled through the app feed, looking at pictures of well-placed books, and poses, and puckered, bored expressions. Why were all my friends so pretentious? I flipped to my profile. God, why was I so pretentious? I snapped a quick selfie and stared at it. My dark curls were wayward at best, my face was makeup free, the bridge of freckles, marching over my nose were on full display. I looked like shit. Hungover and tired. I didn’t think a twenty-four-year-old was supposed to look haggard.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“No more booze,” I whispered to myself and posted the picture to my feed with the hashtags late night and worth it.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">The last one was a lie. The club scene, as fun as it could be, had started to wear out its welcome. I set my phone on the mattress and got out of bed. My bones ached as I stretched them over my head and yawned. Definitely not worth it. Swearing when I caught a look at the clock on the nightstand, I rummaged through my closet faster than I liked and decided on cut-off shorts and a vintage Suzanne Vega t-shirt. Slipping my feet into my Bella Lou gladiator sandals, I thought I looked decent enough for the halls of my shitty little state college.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I grabbed my phone and was about to put it into my back pocket when I remembered why I’d opened Instagram in the first place. My thumb swiped over the smooth glass, the screen lighting up as I flipped to the account I had checked every morning since last November. It was an addiction, at least that sounded better than calling myself a stalker. It wasn’t my fault his feed was aesthetically pleasing and that the random shit he posted made me want to unravel him even more. His personality was a mystery. It by no means meant I wanted him.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Him.</i></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Chance Davenport aka @a_twist_0f_fate and conveniently the new director at Pride House, the youth shelter where I happened to volunteer my time. This was all Parker’s fault, if I were being honest. He worked at Pride House, too, and every year the staff and residents put together and performed a play for charity. Last year I helped Parker out with the annual production, designing costumes and lending my makeup expertise. I’d thought I’d do my part and be done, working with kids wasn’t my thing. I was a design major, for fuck’s sake. But once I’d started and met the residents, I’d never admit it to a single soul, but I was smitten. The kids reminded me so much of myself at their age. Like me, these kids had been forced into the system and onto the streets by families who’d rather disown their blood than have a kid in the alphabet mafia. Every experience was different, every life unique, but I saw myself in their eyes. The hunger. The fear. The things we’d had to do to survive. Shit like that bruised you in places no one would ever see.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Chance hadn’t posted any hashtags, just a picture and his usual quote of the day. Today it was something from Aristotle.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“<i>One swallow does not make a summer, neither does one fine day; similarly one day or brief time of happiness does not make a person entirely happy.”</i></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I stared at the simple snapshot of a river, the Spanish moss hung low from the branches of a tree, skimming the surface of the water. The sun hadn’t quite fully risen, the air steaming along the bank. I wondered if he’d taken the picture today. Had he woken up early with the intention of capturing this moment? Did he live near the river? Had he camped there overnight? Was he alone? And more importantly, why in the hell would anyone get up that early on purpose? The man was a riddle, and goddammit, I was going to figure him out.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Are you stalking my boss again?” Parker asked and I almost dropped my phone.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“<i>¡Dios mío!</i> You’re lucky I didn’t hit you and spill that coffee all over your frat boy gym shorts.” I put my phone in my pocket and he handed me a paper to-go cup, the sides almost too hot to hold. “Haven’t I taught you how to knock?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“You mean like the time you didn’t knock when I was taking a shit last week, or when you didn’t knock and caught Van giving me head, or the time when—”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“I got it. You really should learn to lock a door. I’ve become way too familiar with your dick.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“You’re welcome.” He smirked and sipped from his own cup. “What did he post today?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“I don’t know?” I lied and snuck past him, heading for the bathroom to brush my teeth.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Right on my heels, Parker followed me, and I started to regret how I used to do the same shit to him. And by used to, I meant that I still did, almost every day, pester him incessantly, but whatever. I set my cup on the counter and grabbed my toothbrush. He leaned in the doorway, running a hand through his short blond hair, and watched me with his shrewd blue eyes.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Marcos…”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“What?” I mumbled around my toothbrush before spitting into the sink.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Chance. What did he post today?”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“God, you’re annoying.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">He smiled at me as I turned back to the sink. “You like him.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“I don’t like anyone.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“You like me.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Mostly.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">He laughed and took a sip of coffee before he spoke again. “You like him. He’s got the whole quiet, introverted, more than meets the eye, big lumberjack vibe. It’s hot. I get it.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Lumberjack? You mean tree-hugging hippy vibe.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“I don’t think hippies have muscles like that, Basulto.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">I rolled my eyes and wiped my mouth. “He probably lives in a tent and eats kale.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“You eat kale.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Never. Take that back.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Cracking up, he held his stomach as I tapped my toothbrush against the sink with more aggression than necessary and put it away. “You look at his Instagram every day and don’t even lie. I’ve seen you do it in class. You tease him like it’s your life goal to make the man feel insecure about everything he wears. Which, by the way, the fact he hasn’t fired me for originally asking you to volunteer in the first place is a testament to his loyalty.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“I don’t <i>like</i> him.” I pushed past him, almost spilling my coffee. “He’s like forty.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">He chuckled and followed me into the living room. “He’s thirty-five, I think, only a couple of years older than Van. Thank you very much. God, you’re basically the gay equivalent of that boy everyone warns their daughters about. The one who pulls pigtails because he has a crush.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“Do not lump me into some toxically masculine, heteronormative urban legend.” Annoyed, I grabbed my bag from the floor and hauled it over my shoulder.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Smiling, he said, “You’re a bully.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“I hate you.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">“I speak the truth.” His grin was jubilant, and dammit I hated how right he was.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;">Did I like Chance’s perpetual state of khaki, utility pockets, and faded Earth Day t-shirts? Fuck no. The man had zero style. He literally smelled like clay. Or maybe it was rain. Mixed with sweat and sandalwood, or maybe pine, fuck, it was some type of wood. I had no idea. But <i>Madre de Díos</i> it smelled amazing. And no, I would never ever speak those words out loud to a single soul. Not even to my best friend because it would give him a lifetime supply of bullshit to throw my way, and my complexion couldn’t handle that many frown lines. And maybe he was built like a god and had blue eyes that saw right through me. And yeah, he had weathered-looking hands I might’ve had fantasies about, and sure, he’d spent the majority of his adult life working in other countries, donating his time to service, helping humanity like the hippy he’d been born to be, but that didn’t mean I had to fuck the guy. He was sure in his skin. Maybe I found all of that attractive. It didn’t mean I had a crush. Besides, no one was perfect. He had to have flaws beyond his sad wardrobe. I just had to find them.</span></p></blockquote><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p>
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