RELEASE BLITZ: “The Schoolmaster’s Spy” by Ruby Moone


Book Title: The
Schoolmaster’s Spy

Author: Ruby Moone

Publisher: Self-Published

Cover Artist: Meredith

Release Date: October 28,

Genre: Regency MM

Tropes: School Crushes / King’s spy with trust issues & geeky school

Themes: Trust, love, finding a family, self-acceptance

Heat Rating: 4

Length: 93 000

It is book three in the
Winsford Green Series
and does not end on a

Book 1 – Dances Long

Book 2 – People Like Us

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Mark Dexter was the one
boy that schoolmaster, Felix Brook, never forgot. Ten years later, he’s back…


With Bonaparte defeated, King’s spy, Captain Mark Dexter
is furious at being sent to investigate the latest headmaster of his old school, rather than a
smuggling ring on the south coast. Things look up considerably when he realises that the
schoolmaster he admired above all others, Felix Brook, is still there. The man who listened
to him, the man who cared about him, the man who is still out of bounds. With only half an
eye on the job, Dexter puts Felix in a compromising position. The mission goes
catastrophically wrong, leaving Felix to bear the brunt of the repercussions. With his
commanding officer after his blood, and Felix running from him, Dexter is desperate to put
things right.

Felix Brook, schoolmaster, is devoted to Hestingley’s school
and its pupils. His life is quiet and unremarkable, but When Mark Dexter turns up at an Old
Boys’ dinner, he turns Felix’s life inside out. In the decade since he last saw him, the wild,
unpredictable schoolboy has become a devastatingly handsome man. Felix can scarcely
believe it when Dexter makes his attraction clear, it’s like a dream come true. Until it all goes

Reluctantly thrown together at the Winsford Green annual
Summer Fete, Felix and Dexter attempt to piece together what happened, rebuild trust, and
deal with the searing passion that still burns between them. When the truth is finally
revealed, Felix must not only prove his innocence, but hold tightly to love as Dexter’s world
crumbles beneath him.


Felix yelled aloud at the shock of running into someone in
the dark corridor. A firm hand clamped over his mouth and Felix clutched the strong arm
that held him. When the hand eased a little, he was wondering frantically what to say by
way of explanation for his presence, when a wave of sandalwood mingled with leather hit
him. There was only one person in the world who smelled like that. Only one person with
that underlying scent of manliness. He swallowed and stared at the floor, gathering his
composure. Why would Dexter be here? Why? The conclusion he drew both terrified and
exhilarated him.

The hand over his mouth lifted and Felix had to make
himself not lick his lips.

“Brook?” It was him. Mark Dexter was standing in
front of him, one arm holding him tight. Felix had regretted not taking up the earlier, blatant
invitation with every fibre of his being. Castigated himself as an abject looby for not
responding with at least a smidgeon of sophistication and behaving like the insular, lonely
schoolmaster he was.

“You followed me.” He hadn’t a clue what else to

“Is that what you think?”

Felix had to look up at that. “Well, why else are you

Moonlight shone through the window beside them, casting
a ghostly glow over Dexter’s head, making his hair look darker and his eyes gleam.

“Why else indeed,” Dexter whispered and stepped closer.
Felix’s instinct was to run, but he held his ground. This was probably the last chance he
would get to spend time with him. Who was he fooling? Spend time? He didn’t want to
spend time, he wanted to… Well, he didn’t know what in God’s name he wanted but it
involved Captain Mark Dexter in his rooms. In his bed, leaning over him, kissing him, feeling
the weight of him. Christ, he wanted him

“Do you want me to leave?” Dexter was so close he could
feel the warmth from his body.

This was it. All he had to do was say ‘yes’ and he was sure
that Dexter would leave. He had done so last time.

“Mr. Brook?”

“My name is Felix,” he said, surprised at how deep and
rough his voice was.

A smile spread across Dexter’s sculpted features. “Felix,” he
whispered as though tasting the word on his tongue.

“You can’t be calling me Mr. Brook. That man was your

“And this man, Felix?”

Felix shivered as Dexter moved closer. He touched his nose
to Felix’s ear and the breath left Felix’s chest. His eyes fluttered closed, his mouth opened on

a soundless word, and he leaned into the contact.

Dexter’s hand slid around Felix’s waist, and he pulled him a
tiny bit nearer. He pushed his nose against Felix’s cheek and nuzzled. Felix felt the soft
warmth of his breath, the scent of his skin, and the latent strength in the body that stood so,
so close.

“Might this man, Felix, be my lover for tonight?”

About the Author

Ruby Moone lives in the wilds of Lancashire
with her husband and writes historical and contemporary romance. At school, her teachers
said that she lived with her head in the clouds and if she didn’t stop daydreaming she would
never get anywhere. She never did stop daydreaming, and after years of happily living in the
clouds, decided to write the stories down.

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RELEASE BLITZ: “Nautilus Than Perfect” by K.L. Heirs. $25.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!


Book Title: Nautilus Than Perfect (Sucker for Love Mysteries, Book

Author: K.L.

Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Tiferet

Release Date: October 26,

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Tropes: False Start, Unrequited Love (Or Is It?), Pining For Your Partner,
Office Romance

Themes: Love Conquers All

Heat Rating: 5 flames

Length: 60 000 words / 200

It is a standalone story, but
the author recommends reading the previous books.

It does not end on a


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Detective Elwood Q. Chase has ninety-nine problems, and
the unexpected revelation that his partner is a god is only one of them.

Chase has been in love with Benjamin Merrick for
years and has resigned himself to a life of unrequited pining. But when they run afoul of a
strange cult, Merrick’s secret identity as Gordoth the Untouched slips out… and so do
Chase’s feelings. The timing can’t be helped, but now Merrick thinks Chase only cares about
him because he’s a god.

Even more unfortunately, it turns out the cultists
want to perform a ritual to end the world. Chase’s mission to convince Merrick his feelings
predate any divine revelations takes a back seat to a case tangled with murder and lies, but
Chase doesn’t give up. Once he finds out there’s a chance Merrick feels the same way, he
digs in his heels. Suddenly he’s trying to court a god and save the world at the same time.
What could possibly go wrong?


“So,” Chase said, tiptoeing to the broken window and
glancing outside, “is it true you guys had tentacle orgies? Was that really a thing?”

“You have discovered I am an ancient immortal, and that is
the first thing you ask me?” Merrick actually laughed.

“Well, yeah.” Chase grinned. “Priorities.”

“There were many fertility celebrations,” Merrick replied.
He sounded bashful. “It was common for worshippers to offer their bodies to us. Due to the
nature of our anatomy, ahem, we can copulate with more than one mortal at a

“So, orgies.”

“Of a religious nature.”

“By anatomy, do you mean what I think you mean?” Chase
had quite the imagination, but he was dying to hear details.

“Most of the gods have multiple appendages for mating.”
Merrick ducked his head. “Though we do not actually need a partner for

“Where’s the fun in that?” Chase teased.

Merrick laughed, smiling again. “My father, Baub,
personally spawned thirteen of us in all.”

“So you’ve got twelve siblings?”

“More still if you count my half brothers and sisters.”
Merrick cocked his head. “You really do not know anything about the gods, do you.”

“No, not really,” Chase admitted. “I know some of the
names, I know a few holidays, and uh, that’s about it. Definitely wanna hear more about the

“Now you are being obscene.”

“What?” Chase grinned slyly. “I’m a heathen. I don’t know
any better. Educate me.”

“No.” Merrick’s tone was firm, but he was smiling.

“Got it, you’re not an easy god. I respect that.” Chase
winked. “Need to buy you dinner before you show me the tentacled goods.”

“Detective Chase!” Merrick’s eyes widened. “Are you… are
you flirting with me?”

“Damn, you are a good detective.”

“That is not acceptable behavior,” Merrick scolded. “Is this
because now you know I am a god, you expect me to be promiscuous?”

“What?” Chase huffed. “Come on.”

“I told you that I did not want this to affect our working
relationship,” Merrick grumbled. “I expected better from you.”

“I’m joking, for fuck’s sake.”

“Well, it is not funny,” Merrick continued to complain. “The
nature of my intimate parts is not up for discussion.”

“For the record, I wanted to know all about your intimate
before I found out you were a god,” Chase said honestly.

Merrick didn’t immediately respond, and he looked
confused. “Are you referring to the clothing-optional invitation?”

“The one we’ve never, ever talked about?” Chase leaned
against one of the desks. He didn’t see any point in hiding his feelings now. “Yeah, that

“I am not here to partake in physical pleasures, no matter
how tempting you may be.”

“Wait, tempting?” Chase couldn’t have heard him correctly.
“You think I’m tempting?”

“Obviously,” Merrick huffed. “It is why I had to refuse your
advances that night. I cannot allow myself to become distracted by your sensual

“Sensual what now?” Chase questioned if he was awake
right now and almost pinched himself to check.

“It does not matter,” Merrick hissed impatiently. “You are
my partner, and it would be detrimental to Merrick’s future in law enforcement to become
sexually involved with a coworker.”

“Okay, the speaking in third person is weird—”

“Do not bring this up again,” Merrick snapped. “For my
sake and Merrick’s, I must insist you stop right now. I cannot risk damaging his legacy over
physical pleasures. I do not know how else I can refuse you and make you

“Listen to me,” Chase pleaded, a flicker of hope rekindling
inside of him and spurring him on. “I never thought in a million years that you’d ever be into
me! I didn’t have a clue! I don’t just want physical pleasures, okay? I’m sure that’s all super
great with your tentacles and appendages or whatever, but I’m—”

“Detective Chase, please,” Merrick said firmly, holding up
his hands for silence. He shook his head, his face contorting in pain. “Please stop.”

The words were right on the tip of Chase’s tongue.

But I’m in love with you, you big, beautiful

He couldn’t bring himself to say it, seeing how upset
Merrick already was, and he fell silent. His mind was still reeling from learning that Merrick
had found him attractive all of this time—What the hell was sensual sorcery anyway?—and
he planned to ride that stroke to his ego and hold on to it for as long as he could.

It wasn’t a confession of undying affection, but it was much
more than he ever thought he would have.

About the Author

K.L. “Kat” Hiers is an
embalmer, restorative artist, and queer writer. Licensed in both funeral directing and funeral
service, she worked in the death industry for nearly a decade. Her first love was always
telling stories, and she has been writing for over twenty years, penning her very first book at
just eight years old. Publishers generally do not accept manuscripts in Hello Kitty notebooks,
however, but she never gave up.

Following the success of her
first novel,
Cold Hard Cash, she now enjoys writing professionally, focusing on spinning tales
of sultry passion, exotic worlds, and emotional journeys. She loves attending horror movie
conventions and indulging in cosplay of her favorite characters. She lives in Zebulon, NC,
with her husband and their children, some of whom have paws and a few that only pretend
to because they think it’s cute.

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BOOK BLAST: “Flowers of Flesh and Blood” by Amy Tasukada


Book Title:
The Yakuza Path 5: Flowers of Flesh and

Author: Amy

Publisher: ‎ Macarons & Tea Publishing

Release Date: May 28, 2020

Genre: gay thriller, NOT ROMANCE

Tropes: Bad boys, tragic hero, unrequited love

Themes: Mafia, betrayal

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 299

It can be read as a standalone
but you get more if it is read as part of the series.

It does not end on a


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A killer. A traitor. A deadly war that could take their love
and their lives…


Ruling the Kyoto yakuza makes Nao Murata a perpetual
target, especially with the Koreans encroaching into their territory. An attempt on his life at
his mafia headquarters crosses a line. Setting up his beloved ally Aki as the would-be
assassin crosses another. Nao knows the only way to save his friend’s life is to sever their
growing bond and force Aki to fake his own death…

But Aki Hisona refuses to stay dead. Determined to expose
Nao’s would-be killer and save the man he loves, Aki goes deep undercover in the Korean
underworld. But when he’s asked to prove his loyalty, he risks becoming caught in a web of
his own lies…

With Aki gone and the Kyoto mafia in grave danger, Nao
fears his trust in others could be fatal.

Will Nao and Aki find the traitor in time, or will Nao’s rule
end in bloody chaos?

The Yakuza Path: Flowers of Flesh and Blood
is the powerful fifth installment of
The Yakuza Path thriller series. If you like gritty Japanese crime, richly-nuanced
characters, and slow-burning gay romance, then you’ll love Amy Tasukada’s high-octane

Buy Flowers of Flesh and Blood to slice into the Japanese underworld today!

The Yakuza Path Series

BOOK 1 – Blood Stained Tea

BOOK 2 – Better Than Suicide

BOOK 3 – One Thousand Cranes

BOOK 4 – The Deafening Silence

BOOK 5 – Flowers of Flesh and Blood

BOOK 6 – Wrapped in Screams

Releasing in November

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Aki closed his fingers around the paper brim of his empty
coffee cup and ripped another small piece off. Without looking, he added it to the pile on
the table. Mindlessly stuck on repeat, he ripped, added, ripped, added, over and

He’d spent the night in the twenty-four-hour Korean café,
trading off between sleeping in the bathroom and eating cake to justify staying. He’d been
hoping to improve his Korean, but the speakers played nothing but pop songs. Aki learned a
million new ways to tell Nao how he felt but doubted he’d gained the right words to impress

Another rip.

Another one on the pile.

Another turn of the mangled cup… Another rip.

His ribs tightened in his chest, crushing his heart until it
screamed. He didn’t deserve to be by Nao’s side.

Another turn.

Another rip.

Another sugarcoated song about love.

Aki’s thumb hit the bottom of the cup. Nothing more to
tear up but himself.

He stood, bones aching from napping on the bathroom
floor. He needed a bed, and the only way was with Namjoon’s help.

About the Author

International best-selling
author Amy Tasukada writes thrilling times of crime, love, and gore. Readers who crave
diverse characters, unique settings, and edge-of-your-seat action will devour her
Yakuza Path series. Readers who seek less blood and more love will swoon
over the
Yakuza Path
and Would it Be Okay to Love You? Series. Amy is an atheist, queer author who enjoys drinking tea,
Japanese street fashion and visual kei music. Her calico cat, O’Hara, is never far from her
side. Amy lives in North Texas, but is always planning her next trip to Japan.

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RELEASE BLITZ: “Exhale: London Love Book 1.5” by Sophia Soames


Book Title: EXHALE
London Love 1.5)

Author: Sophia

Publisher: Self

Cover Artist: Christina

Release Date: October 25,

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Instalove, First Date

Themes: Fairytale sweetness

Heat Rating: 4

Length: 29 000

It is a standalone story, but
best enjoyed if you have read Breathe first.


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A sweet tale of figuring
out that the future isn’t always straight.


What do you do when your relationship falls apart? Well,
you bury yourself in a deep hole of grief, one you have so carelessly dug for yourself. Jamie
Walters needs to find a way out of the mess his life has become, but the way forward is not
as straight as he thought it would have been. What’s the point anyway? Women are off the

menu but Jamie still wants the entire textbook fairy-tale. The romantic dates and the
flowers and holding hands in the dark, and Grindr certainly isn’t the place to find your
happily ever after..

Catch up with Jamie and the rest of the Walters
family in this sweet little insta-love fairy-tale where Jamie finally gets his happily ever after,
Originally published as part of the Love is All Anthology,
Exhale has been reedited and extended to the quirky little
fairy-tale it was always meant to be.

Exhale is a standalone novella but is best
enjoyed after reading Breathe.

Trigger warnings: Brief mention of pregnancy

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Excerpt from EXHALE

“No, no, I’m not a virgin.” I dug my hands into my pockets.
“I mean, I’ve hooked up with people before. I’ve had sex. It’s just, it never leads

And I was off again, jabbering so fast the cigarette flew
from my lips and almost rolled off the platform. I didn’t know where to look as my mouth
kept blurting more nonsense. I couldn’t look at him. Fuck. Talk about embarrassing. How did
people do this? How did they get over themselves? I couldn’t. I just couldn’t.

“…either they never call again, or they leave before we
even get our clothes off. I’m just…hopeless at everything, apparently.” I rounded up my little
Ted Talk, picked up the cigarette, then stood there not knowing what to do with it. I didn’t
want to put the damn thing back in my mouth. There was no bin. Fuck my life.

Why the hell had I told him all that? Really, Leo?

Leo, Leo mon enfant terrible. I could hear my mother’s voice in my head, scolding me for my
stupidity, although she’d probably have been laughing too much to tell me off. She’d moved
back to France a few years ago, taken a lover, and then another. She was the queen of
hook-ups. I had no idea where she met these men, but they were a new constant in her
life—something she didn’t have when I was growing up. It had been just her and me back
then, and we’d lived well. Stable. I’d had a good childhood, I honestly couldn’t complain. But
there had been no one in my mother’s life and she’d obviously been lonely. Now she wasn’t.
She was happily shagging around like a teenager, and secretly, I loved that she did. I loved
that she was having fun. At least one of us was.

“Why am I intimidating?” he asked, shuffling his feet. “I
don’t mean to be. We don’t have to do anything. We can just go for a coffee if you

“I don’t like coffee,” I muttered like a petulant child. “Look,
I’m French, and obviously wired wrong because I’m both lactose and gluten intolerant and I
don’t like coffee. So, all that bread and cheese shit is out—”

“You don’t sound French.”

“Grew up here, didn’t I?”


“Yeah. That’s why I have a crap name. Leo Jacques

“I think your name’s great.”

“Try spelling it every time you give it to someone on the
phone. It’s annoying.”

“Hmm.” He was staring at me again, like he had the world
at his booted feet. Doc Martens, for fuck’s sake. All polished up and fully visible below his
too-short, chequered trousers. He had some ripped, multicoloured rock band T-shirt
showing underneath a knitted cardigan, the look completed by a super-cool, vintage long
coat. Like some emo. Or not. He wasn’t wearing black but a mixture of beiges and reds. And
a bright-blue rucksack. Nothing matched, yet… Yeah.
Vogue called. They want their cover model back. The pretty one with the weird

He was talking again, and I’d totally zoned out.

“…and I said to myself, life is too short. So, I want to do this
if you’re still up for it. But maybe do it right, kind of just hang out and get to know each

“I want to have sex,” I stated. Why couldn’t I ever control
my mouth?

“I’m totally up for that.” He grinned from under his curls.
“That’s the whole point of this, isn’t it? But we’ve been standing here talking for a bit, and
it’s nice, and you’re nice, and I’m sure Costa Coffee over there do gluten-free biscuits, and
I’ll buy you a bottle of water or whatever your poison is. I just need to sit down and get my
head in gear because this is kind of freaky. I’ve never done anything like this before. To be
honest, I’m a little weirded out, and now here I am—”

“On some dodgy council estate, meeting up with a dude
who’s probably a drug dealer and will have you beaten up in a minute.”

“I hope not!” He laughed, and the world became a little
brighter. “
Are you a drug dealer?”

“No,” I giggled back. “I promise you. I’m a dull uni student,
and I live in a tiny student flat. I haven’t got much to show for myself, but perhaps one day,
I’ll have a nice job and a better place to live. That’s my plan. I want to teach French. Or
perhaps move to Paris for a while, find my roots.”

“Don’t move to Paris. I’ll never see you again.”

I couldn’t tell if he was serious, so I joked, “You might not
want to once you’ve seen me naked.”

He blushed, and it was the cutest thing ever.

“You’re desperate for this coffee thing, huh?”

“Just to clear my head,” he said again. He sounded a little
defeated, but I was grateful for a plan that didn’t involve taking him home. I wasn’t sure I
could deal with that right now, however much I liked the idea of seeing him naked.

“Come on. Let’s go get you a large coffee—”

“I prefer espresso.”

“You sound like one of those posh kids,” I teased. I couldn’t
help myself.

“Maybe once upon a time, I was posh. Not anymore. I still
live at home with my siblings in a rundown council terrace in Thorpeton Green, and not the
posh part. Like, backstreet-dump Thorpeton, near the industrial estate under the

“Working-class posh,” I blabbed on. “You look posh, you
talk posh, and you look like you just stepped out of a fashion shoot.”

I regretted it even before I finished speaking because now
he really looked freaked out, my beautiful, gorgeous man. I wondered how people survived
having a partner who looked like him. I mean, he would be with someone amazing one day.
Probably some big, rich, muscle bear of a man who would love him and spoil him, while I
would be stuck alone in my dingy flat, dreaming of him. I was already jealous of the
imaginary rich boyfriend, the one he would love forever.

“You’re deranged,” he said, smirking at me. I sighed,
fiddling with my fingers. I’d heard that one before. Then he reached out and grabbed my
sleeve. Tugged at me. Smiled as he led me down the steps towards the road. I followed him,
thinking at that moment, I would have followed him anywhere. Blindly, desperately and, I
think, a little bit in love.

About the Author

Sophia Soames should be old
enough to know better but has barely grown up. She has been known to fangirl over TV
shows, has fallen in and out of love with more popstars than she dares to remember, and
has a ridiculously high-flying (un-)glamourous real-life job.

Her long-suffering husband
just laughs at her antics. Their children are feral. The Au Pair just sighs.

She lives in a creaky old
house in rural London, although her heart is still in Scandinavia.

Discovering that the stories in
her head make sense when written down has been part of the most hilarious midlife crisis
ever, and she hopes it may long continue.

Find me on social media
@sophiasoames on all platforms

Christina Stern is a
Russian based artist. Quick sketches and portraits drawn in pencil are what she likes to do
the most. Her work can be found on @christinastern on Instagram

Aurelia Morris is a
cover artist, photographer, Photoshop wiz and eternal fangirl. She works in many mediums
under more aliases that she can keep track of.

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AUDIOBOOK SERIES TOUR: “Responsible Adult” by CF White.


Responsible Adult Series
C F White

Narrator: Piers

Cover Artist: KAM Design


Love isn’t always responsible

The Responsible Adult series
follows ex-juvenile delinquent Micky O’Neill as he attempts to better his life to bring up his
disabled little brother. A past full of juvenile delinquency and living in a small town rife with
idle gossip means Micky struggles to be seen as anything other than a no-hoper from the
wrong side of the tracks… until he takes a job at the local supermarket and meets his boss,
Dan, a university graduate and self-proclaimed shy, awkward bookworm.

Dan, older and burned from a
past relationship, is the one person who sees through Micky’s tough-guy facade to the true
heart underneath. With fear and mistrust on both sides, the two must steer their way
through a complicated relationship where outside forces are determined to break them up
at every turn.

Responsible Adult is a series about growing up and
learning that love always brings responsibility.

“Amazingly gritty and raw, it flays you.” Pride Publishing
Editor’s Choice 2017

Author note: Potential triggers include references to
suicide, physical assault on a minor, criminal behaviour and bullying of a disabled child.

This is a serial, with book one
ending on a cliffhanger, and should be read in order.

Overall Heat Rating for the
series: 4 flames



Book Title: Misdemeanor (Responsible Adult #1)

Author: C F White

Narrator: Piers

Length: 9 hours and 1

Release Date: October 15,

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Hurt/Comfort, Found Family

Themes: Out for you, first love,

Is it a standalone story?

Does the book end on a


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Life isn’t always responsible


After his mother tragically dies and his deadbeat father
goes off the rails, nineteen-year-old Micky is left to care for his disabled little brother.
Juggling college, a dead-end job and Flynn’s special needs means Micky has to put his
bad-boy past behind him and be the responsible adult to keep his brother out of care. He
doesn’t have time for anything else in his life.

Still scarred from a past relationship that went bad,
Dan’s not looking to complicate his life. Everything tells him he should stay away from Micky

but he’s powerless in the face of his overwhelming attraction to his newest staff member.
Especially when he begins to peel off Micky’s layers to reveal the true man beneath the

As their attraction builds, revealing more of
themselves to one another, each is faced with a stark question: Can Micky allow himself to
follow his heart, and can Dan risk falling in love with someone so

“Amazingly gritty and raw, it flays you.” Pride Publishing Editor’s

Misdemeanor is the first book in the
Responsible Adult trilogy and is a re-release of the previously published version by Pride. It
has been edited with new content added.

Author note: Potential
triggers include references to suicide, physical assault on a minor, criminal behaviour and
bullying of a disabled child.


Book Title: Hard Time (Responsible Adult #2)

Author: CF White

Narrator: Piers Ryman

Length: 7 hours and 44

Release Date: October 22,

Genre: Contemporary MM Romance

Tropes: Hurt/Comfort, Found Family

Themes: Out for You, First Love

Is it a standalone story?

Does the book end on a
No. It’s a HFN ending.


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Love isn’t always responsible


After Micky O’Neill is remanded in custody for breaching
his court order, his already tempestuous relationship with Dan Peters is tested to the

Having to battle their way through a court case that
could end with Micky in jail, social workers breaking up the family home, and the return of
Micky’s deadbeat father, it seems everything is set to destroy their relationship before it
even had the chance to start.

With such high stakes involved, not just for Micky
but for once-burned, twice-shy Dan, they both have to learn that falling in love isn’t always

This is the second book in the re-released
Responsible Adult Series. It has been edited with new content added to make for a new
reader experience.


Book Title: Reformed
(Responsible Adult #3)

Author: CF White

Publisher: CF White

Narrator: Piers Ryman

Length: 8 hours and 8

Release Date: October 29,

Genre: Contemporary MM Romance

Tropes: Hurt/Comfort, Found Family

Themes: Hard-fought HEA

Is it a standalone story?

Does the book end on a
No, it’s a HEA ending.


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Someone has to be


Micky O’Neill and Dan Peters now live in Wales, bringing up
Micky’s disabled little brother away from small-minded Heathwood and close to Micky’s
deceased mother’s family.

Things are fine…until Dan begins his dream career as an

English teacher at the local school and Micky, main caregiver to Flynn, is isolated in a village
that only serves to remind him of his mother’s absence.

With Flynn’s health deteriorating and his needs becoming
more complex, everything is tested to its limits and Dan seeks solace in a friendship with a
fellow teacher, sending Micky into further turmoil.

After an accusation is leveled against Micky and it seems
he’s slipping back into his old ways, he and Dan are torn. To repair the rift, both have to
accept responsibility—for life.

About the Author

Brought up in a relatively
small town in Hertfordshire, C F White managed to do what most other residents try to do
and fail—leave.

Studying at a West London
university, she realised there was a whole city out there waiting to be discovered, so, much
like Dick Whittington before her, she never made it back home and still endlessly search for
the streets paved with gold, slowly coming to the realisation they’re mostly paved with
chewing gum. And the odd bit of graffiti. And those little circles of yellow spray paint where
the council point out the pot holes to someone who is supposedly meant to fix them instead
of staring at them vacantly whilst holding a polystyrene cup of watered-down

Eventually she moved West
to East along that vast District Line and settled for pie and mash, cockles and winkles and a
bit of Knees Up Mother Brown to live in the East End of London; securing a job and creating
a life, a home and a family.

After her second son was
born with a rare disability, C F White’s life changed and it brought pen back to and paper
after having written stories as a child but never had the confidence to show them to the
world. Now, having embarked on this writing journey, C F White can’t stop.

So strap in, it’s going to be a
bumpy ride.

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Book Title: Black Ice Heart (Unveiled Magic, book 1) 

Author: Abrianna Denae

Publisher: Self-published

Cover Artist: Sleepy Fox Studio

Release Date: October 19, 2021

Genre: Urban Fantasy 

Tropes: Soul mates, hurt/comfort 

Themes: Slavery, fate

Trigger Warning: Mild torture, suicidal intention & ideation

Heat Rating:  3 flames     

Length:  77 000 words/ 265 pages

It is the first in a new series

The story does not end on a cliffhanger, but there is an overreaching story arc.


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Born into a wealthy and historically infamous family, all Ryson Melford wants is to live a simple life. 

A twist of fate leads him to a man named Jack, changing everything. One touch and Ryson  knows he’ll do whatever it takes to keep Jack in his life, despite the warnings from his brothers.

But Jack is not what he seems. Harboring dark and deadly secrets, he’s a mystery that is inexplicably tied to the Melford family. The closer Ryson and Jack get, the more dangerous things become as the present begins to reflect the past, threatening to destroy what is left of Ryson and his brothers. 

Ryson finds himself trapped between doing what is right for his family and the man he is unexpectedly connected to. When truths come out and past mistakes are repeated, blood will be spilled…and a magic that was all but forgotten is unleashed in a battle that may spell the end for all of them. 


Fire. Sun-warmed earth, fragrant grass. Summer doesn’t bother with words. She wraps her magic around him, so tight he’s barely able to stand.

She yanks on the invisible chains, half dragging him along. The bright throne room is almost blinding. He doesn’t know how long they have kept him in the dark for this time, but he knows it’s been the longest length of time so far.

“Sit,” Mother says.

Summer pushes him down and he falls unceremoniously to the floor.

“Do you know what day it is, amor?” Mother asks.

“N-no, Mother.” His words are stilted. When was the last time he spoke?

“Why, it’s the fiftieth anniversary of your mistake, of course.”

His breath catches in his lungs.

Fifty years he’s been in chains…fifty years since they started torturing him whenever it pleases them.

Since he got Sara killed.

Mother smiles a cruel smile.

“My poor pet. I know it’s been a trying time for you.” She steps up to him.

Her scent envelopes him. Earthy and familiar. When he was younger—before he knew better—that scent meant home and comfort. Now, it’s nothing but a trigger for his nightmares.

“Since it’s such a special day, I have allowed Summer’s request to spend some time with her dear twin.”

His eyes flicker to where Summer stands just off to the side. Her smile is sweet, deceptive. Of all his sisters, she’s the one who hates him the most.

“Well,” Mother says, “enjoy your day, amor.” She leans down and presses a kiss on his cheek. He wants nothing more than to scrub her touch from his skin.

Summer doesn’t even bother telling him to stand. She drags him from the throne room.

His tender, abused flesh aches as it rubs on the marble floors.

Summer tosses him into an empty room.

“I’ve waited a long time for this.”

He stares into his twin’s honey eyes. There’s no warmth in them, not for him. Throughout their long lives, she has been his worst tormentor.

Summer and winter.

Opposites in every way.

One ice-cold, with a warm, generous heart.

The other, hotter than the sun, but stone cold on the inside.

Cherished daughter.

Good for nothing slave.

He always knew this day would come. He resigned himself to its inevitability long ago.

For the last fifty years, he’s endured their punishments, he’s served as their plaything. He cannot remember a time where they didn’t torment him. It has always been this way.

Except Mother had never before allowed Summer to be alone with him. She knew the contempt her youngest daughter held for her unwanted twin. Mother Nature never minded if her pet got damaged, a little magic could heal his injuries. But she knew that if given the chance, Summer would make sure there would be nothing left of him to save.

As he stares into his sister’s eyes, he knows that death has come for him at long last.

About the Author 

Abrianna Denae is a twenty-four-year-old author living in Northern California. An English major, she has always had a passion for writing.

Deciding to sit down and write one of the many stories that had plagued her mind for years was the easy part—finding the time to do it was a different story.

Caffeine is her best friend, and sleep is her worst enemy.

A lover of books that make the reader feel something, she tries to incorporate as much of her real-world views and feelings into her stories as she can.

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Book Title: Dual Threat Love

Author: Lola Noire

Publisher: Jessica Watkins

Release Date: September 15, 2021

Genre: Contemporary M/M

Length: 53 000

Heat Rating: 4 flames

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Will Patrick, now a
Superstar NFL Quarterback, be willing to give Ace a second chance? Or will old pain and
Patrick’s high-profile personality stand in the way?


Ace, the Billionaire Heir and Patrick, the Help’s son, met
when they were sixteen and thirteen years old, respectively. What started as childhood
friendship forever altered their lives for better and for worse. Faced with misunderstanding
and miscommunication, they went their separate ways hurt and heartbroken.

Years later, they met again. This time, the Billionaire CEO is
determined to win his best friend and the love of his life, Patrick, back.

While Ace is determined to rekindle this love, will Patrick,
now a Superstar NFL Quarterback, be willing to give Ace a second chance? Or will old pain
and Patrick’s high-profile personality stand in the way?

Whether together or apart, both men will fight to the bitter
end for their version of happily ever after.

Excerpt from the Prologue


Patrick and I met years ago during a summer vacation at my family’s villa on Highland Beach
in Boca Raton. Patrick was 13 years old and I was 16 at the time. As usual, my parents had
been fighting. My mother was miserable in our home on Long Island, so she decided to take
a trip to Florida to get away from my father and his latest mistress. I could have stayed in
New York and hung out with my friends or I could have traveled to any place in the world of
my choosing. However, I decided to accompany my mother. Blame it on the soft spot I had
for that frail-looking, pill-popping, pale lady.

A few days into our vacation, the grand villa felt more like a four-by-four shoebox. I was
bored out of my mind and on the verge of losing my shit. Taking pity on me, Ms. June, the
housekeeper and Patrick’s mother, told my mother that her second son, Patrick, her baby
boy, as she fondly called him, who was around my age, was also home doing nothing for
that summer.

“If that’s okay with you, Mrs. De’Rochard, I can bring him with me to work so that Ace can
have someone around his age to talk to,” she suggested.

“That would be lovely if you could, Ms. June,” Mother replied without any hesitation.

“Pat is a good boy, so they should get along.”

“I hope they do. Again, thank you for your thoughtfulness.”

While Mother and Ms. June readily made plans for Patrick and me, I was a bit apprehensive.
It wasn’t that I was scared or did not want to meet Ms. June’s son. The truth was I’d had
limited contact with Black kids in my young life and I had no idea what to expect. It wasn’t
like I didn’t know anything about Black people. I lived in New York City, for crying out loud.
However, my inner circle had consisted of only a few selected friends from similar social,
economic, and racial backgrounds as me, strategically handpicked by my parents since I was
very young.

As the sole heir to the multi-billion-dollar De’Rochard Empire, I had learned early on to be
cautious of the constant danger that lurked around me. The risks of being approached by
individuals with ulterior motives, being kidnapped, or worse yet, being murdered by
someone who had a vendetta against my family were ever-present.”

I was only five years old when my nanny of three years had conspired to kidnap me in
exchange for $10 million in ransom. It took the FBI and my parents’ private security team
less than 2 hours to locate us in Buffalo, New York and whisk me to safety. Leonora and her
boyfriend, the apparent mastermind of the scheme, were arrested. Unfortunately, they did
not live long enough to face a judge. My father had made sure to make an example of them
just in case someone else might have had a similar idea. Father had been the only judge and
jury of that case. The Crusader Disciples had acted as the executioners. My own personal
security team was assigned to me soon after, which consisted of no less than three guards
and they’d been with me ever since.

To say the least, I was anxious about meeting Patrick. All day I kept thinking that I should lay
off the news as the media often portrayed young Black men living in the inner cities as less
than favorable. My father’s views on Black men were also not the prettiest, to put it lightly.
So, sue me if I had never dealt with any Black people except for some of the help. The night
before Ms. June brought Patrick with her, I got really edgy as endless “what-ifs” ran through
my mind. I finally fell asleep in the early morning hours only to be plagued by dreams of
different adverse outcomes of meeting Patrick.

“Hi, I’m Patrick,” said the small boy standing next to Ms. June by the theater room’s door in
a soft and sultry timbre.

I looked up to the most beautiful brownish-hazel eyes that I had ever seen that were
covered with unbelievable long lashes.

“Ace… I’m Ace,” I replied a few seconds too late, not realizing that I was staring. I quickly
reached for his extended hand that felt so small in mine as I held it a bit longer than I should

“You boys, have fun!” Ms. June shouted as she went about her business.

Pat did not pull his hand from mine. Instead, he glanced at our hands with a raised brow. I
quickly let go and said the first damn thing that came to mind.

“So, you and me the whole summer, hmm?”

“Looks like it.”

Our eyes met. He smiled, and all of my nervousness was forgotten. What a smile he had! His
plump, pink lips covered a mouth with perfect white teeth. His eyes were full of mischief
that was made more noticeable by his smile. I marveled at his beauty. His dark chocolate
complexion seemed to radiate under the hot Floridian sun. I found myself staring at him too
many times during that summer. I didn’t know why, but I could not wait to see him walk

back through the door the next day each time he would go home.

Soon, I felt comfortable enough around him to be myself and talk about anything. We would
talk for hours and never get bored. We talked about our respective lives. Unlike other
people, Pat, the short name I soon began to call him, never asked me about my fortune. He
only asked about New York City since he had never been there before; and he expressed a
desire to see Central Park. I told him about my friends, school, and some of the countries I’d
visited. Like typical teenage boys, we talked about girls and celebrity crushes.

I taught him how to play chess, poker, and countless games on my PlayStation3. He was a
quick learner, and it did not take him long to start beating me at the games I had taught him.
He eagerly reciprocated my lessons by showing me how to play dominos and lidos. Unlike
me, Patrick was into sports. He played both basketball and football. He’d managed to get me
play a few games even though that wasn’t my thing. It didn’t matter what we were playing
because for that summer, as long as I was playing with Pat, I was happy. Also, we both were
excellent swimmers so we spent countless hours at the beach or the heated indoor pool
trying to outdo each other. I liked our swimming sessions the most because I could steal
glances at his body without any restriction. I particularly liked the tingling sensation in my
stomach whenever our bodies touched while we wrestled around.

Patrick was obsessed with the X-Men series. I quickly learned that Wolverine was his
absolute favorite character. He could not wait for X-Men Origins: Wolverine to come out the
following summer. He shared that his older brother, Lamar, whom he seemed to idolize, had
gotten mixed up with a gang and was now serving a three-year prison sentence for
possession of narcotics with the intent to sell in a school zone. I noticed the sadness in his
eyes when he talked about his brother, and it broke my heart to see how much he was

About the Author

Born in Haiti and bred in
Brooklyn, NY, Lola Noire is a passionate fan of all things sports and has a love-hate
relationship with traveling. Lola is an alumna of Niagara University, John Jay College, and
National University of Ireland, Galway.

Lola Noire is the author of
the debut novel, Dual Threat Love, an interracial M/M sports story.

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Book Title: Closer Than Blood (A Gay Taboo Anthology)

Author: Abrianna Denae, Claire Marta, Elouise R. East, N.J. Lysk, T.M. Chris

Publisher: Self-Published

Cover Artist: TRC Designs

Release Date: October 14

Genre:  Contemporary M/M Romance, Taboo 

Tropes: Forbidden love, Taboo, Age Gap

Pairings:  It’s twincest, uncle/nephew, father/son, and brocest.

Themes: Co-dependence, Taboo Love, Forgiveness, Hope, Life Lessons, Learning from Mistakes

Heat Rating:  4-5 flames   

Length:  85 000 words

There are no cliffhangers.


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