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RELEASE BLITZ: “Night of the Blood Red Moon” by Patricia Logan

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: Night of the Blood Red Moon

Author: Patricia
Logan

Publisher: Westburg
Publishing Inc (self-published)

Cover Artist: Alexandria
Corza

Release Date: February 25,
2022

Genre: Contemporary MM paranormal (werewolf)
romance

Tropes: Fated mates, Old-fashioned britches ripper

Themes: Forced marriage

Heat Rating: 3 – 4
flames

Length: 67 500 words/ 350
printed pages

It is a standalone story, but as
the series develops, an underlying, multiple-story arc will emerge.

The book does not end on a
cliffhanger.

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An old-fashioned britches

ripper with a tooth and claw twist.

Blurb

An old-fashioned britches ripper with a tooth and claw twist.

Being the prince of all werewolves sucks.

Almost ten years ago, I did my duty and married a female
even though I was desperately in love with an older man. When she died giving birth to a
child who could never take the throne, I ran. I left home, shirking my responsibilities,
knowing eventually they’d catch up to me. Well, they have. My father now insists I marry a
female half my age so I can father a proper heir and secure our rule over the
First House for several more generations.

Being chosen to serve the king is a dream come true.

Even though I grew up poor, I worked hard to support my
mother. When my mentor chose me to travel to America with the king, I
was unbelievably honored to meet his son, the future ruler of all werewolves. I didn’t know
how to react when I first laid eyes on Prince Caster, but he cast a spell over me with a single
glance, and my life changed forever. I was not only looking at my future king, but the man
made just for me. The moment his lips met mine, I knew this story would end horribly…in
either heartache or death.

Denying destiny is a terrible idea.

As desperately as I want to ignore my attraction to the
common brown wolf, I cannot. The moment I saw the warm glow of his amber eyes, the
need to take him into my arms and drag him off to my bed was overwhelming. Alas, I have a
duty to perform, and it doesn’t involve the man Mother Nature made only for me.

This story won’t end well…I just know it.

Night of the Blood Red Moon is a gay romance with an HEA
ending.

Excerpt

I was a complete and utter fool. The moment Lady Penelope stepped out of her limousine
wearing three-thousand-dollar shoes, carrying a matching purse, I knew my mating with
Prince Caster was doomed. She looked breathtaking standing beside the car with her
mother at her side. She looked up at the prince who stood beside his father on the porch
watching as her father walked down the steps to greet his wife and daughter. The smile
which spread across her luscious cherry-red lips made her whole face light up. She
practically shimmered.

I’d never seen a more beautiful creature in my life.

The diamonds around her neck, around her wrists, and on her fingers were no match for the
sparkle in her bright blue eyes. They were framed with black lashes, a much darker shade
than the light blonde of her hair which was twined in a ribboned braid and piled on top of
her head. When she smiled at her father who bent to kiss her rosy cheeks, the whole world
seemed to light up. Much worse than all of this were the thoughts that I heard in her head.

“In person, he’s so much more handsome than the portrait he sent. Oh…look at him. My
mate is the most regal and kind man on earth. How could I be so lucky to have been blessed
by such a wonderful soul. I hope he loves me. I already love him.”

Her unspoken words made the tatters of my heart sink. She wasn’t horrible at all. She was a
lovestruck girl, and I’d never felt so lost in my entire life.

“Emory, get control of your thoughts. If I can hear them, others will. You’re slipping,” Claudio
whispered beside me. We stood on the semi-circular driveway in front of the inn with most
of the other servants who were ordered to stop whatever they were doing to come and
witness the arrival of the future queen of werewolves. I glanced over at him, noting how
handsome my best friend looked, standing up straight and tall with everyone else.

All in all, there had to be fifty servants standing at attention on either side of the crescent
driveway. We looked good, well-groomed, and dressed in our best uniforms of black pants,
long-sleeved white shirts, and black vests. Some of the senior staff wore suit coats. Claudio
and I didn’t. It wasn’t required. The females wore their hair pulled up and the males’ shoes
were all buffed to a high polish.

“You’re right. Sorry.” I nodded to my best friend, and then turned back, knowing by the
frown on Claudio’s face, how miserable my expression had to be as we watched this farce
playing out on the driveway. Only hours before, I’d woken in my lover’s arms, and he was
now leaning down to take Lady Penelope’s delicate hands in his and buss both of her
cheeks. I felt a sob rising in my throat and choked it back, relieved when Claudio’s hand
slipped into mine and squeezed my fingers.

Tears burned behind my eyes as I watched Caster straighten and smile at Penelope before
offering her his elbow. She blushed prettily and took the offered elbow with both small
hands. As he waited for her to turn, he lifted his head and stared right past her much shorter

form. When his ice blue gaze met mine, I felt a pang of longing run through me. As our gazes
met, I thought I recognized a similar look in his eyes but just as quickly as it had appeared, it
was gone, replaced with the dark glare he now wore. I trembled in Claudio’s hold, and he
crushed my fingers in his hand just as Caster dragged his gaze from mine and turned away,
leading his bride into the house.

“Breathe, Emory. It’s over,” Claudio whispered.

I gasped, suddenly feeling so lightheaded, I thought for sure I’d faint. I looked over at him
and recognized the pitying expression he wore on his face. I nodded.

“I’m fine. I’m…good.” My lower lip trembled, and my eyes filled with tears, belying my
words.

About the Author

International bestselling
author Patricia Logan, resides in Los Angeles, California. The author of several #1 bestselling
romances in English, Italian, French, and Spanish lives in a small house with a large family.
When she’s not writing her next thriller romance, she’s watching her grandchildren grow up
way too soon, and raising kids who make her proud every day. One of her favorite tasks is
coaxing nose kisses from cats who insist on flopping on her keyboard while she types.
Married to a wonderful man for 35 years, she counts herself lucky to be surrounded by
people who love her and give her stories to tell every day.

Pick up your favorite Patricia
Logan Book from Amazon

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Email her at patricialogan.author@yahoo.com. She loves to hear from readers more than anything and will
respond to all emails.

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BOOK BLAST: “Clubbed Two: Anxiety, Anger, Activism” by Robert A. Karl. $25.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

BOOK BLAST

Book Title: CLUBBED
TWO: Anxiety, Anger, Activism

Author: Robert A.
Karl

Cover Artist: Nirkri with
original art by Alejandro Mesurado

Release Date: January 31,
2022

Genre: LGBTQ Historical Fiction

Themes: LGBTQ Pride; Diversity; Disability Awareness and Acceptance;
Interracial Love; 1980s Queer Fashions and Fads; Ageism, Infidelity, AIDS
Activism

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 81 516 words/ 291
pages

It is part of a series, but can
be read as a standalone.

It does not end on a
cliffhanger.

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Every day is a good day to
be gay.

Blurb

CLUBBED TWO is historical fiction, set in Philadelphia from
1982 to 1992. Club Sanctuary can be seen as a metaphor for the greater LGBTQ community,
but it is written as a real place, with characters who are fabulous, funny and
flawed.

The author combines historical characters and
events with fictional ones, creating a story that’s entertaining, informative and emotional.
The love story between the two main characters, Joey and Henry, serves as a vehicle for
connecting the stories of diverse, Queer characters.

This second book in the CLUBBED series continues
the story as the LGBTQ community fights prejudice and ignorance in an effort to be
recognized as people worthy of respect. Will the community be torn apart by fear, or will
they come together to support PWAs? (People With AIDS)

Experience the drama, the beauty, and the excitement as
well as the music, fashion and fads of the 80s with CLUBBED TWO: Anxiety, Anger, Activism.

Excerpt

When he let himself into Kirk’s room, he found Kirk sitting
on a small sofa in front of a 13-inch black and white TV with no cable. The picture was fuzzy
and the volume was low while a rerun of Happy
Days was on.

“Just put the box on the coffee table and we can eat here.
And keep out two beers and put the rest in the fridge.”

Kirk proceeded to eat, with no hint that anything sexual
was about to take place between them. This felt awkward to Jando who didn’t really know
how to act on a date. He was used to quick fuck-n-sucks, usually in a public place like The
Hole at the club. So, he copied what Kirk did. He figured Kirk knew how to act better than he
did.

After a few minutes, there was only one slice of pizza left.
Kirk looked at the young Puerto Rican guy sitting next to him with a mischievous
grin.

“Hey Bae, you know what I always wanted to do?”

“Please don’t tell me you always wanted to smash a guy in

the mouth with a slice,” Jando joked.

“No, not that. But you know how in the movies, a couple
will share something they’re eating, until they end up mouth-to-mouth. And then they have
to decide whether to kiss or what they’re gonna do next?”

“Yeah,” Jando said. And not just people do that. Remember
in that cartoon where Lady and the Tramp were eating spaghetti?”

Kirk laughed, actually snorting a little as he thought about
that famous scene.

“If you’re the Lady, I guess that makes me the Tramp,” Kirk
said, still laughing.

“You wanna try it?” Kirk asked, reaching for the final slice,
trimming it into a very slim slice and pointing the uncrusted end towards Jando’s
mouth.

Kirk closed his eyes and started to eat the crust on his side
of the slice. He felt the pull as Jando joined him, taking small bites of the other side.

Kirk started laughing again. “Damn! I didn’t think about
that we actually have to stop to chew.”

Now both of them were laughing, as Kirk continued to hold
the slice in mid-air between their two mouths.

“Keep going, Bae. Keep going.”

With gooey cheese dripping down and various pieces of
pepperoni, green peppers, onions and mushrooms falling, and while they tried to keep from
laughing, their mouths continued to inch closer.

Finishing the slice, they were both chewing as their lips
finally brushed up against each other’s.

Swallowing hard, Kirk took the lead and kissed Alejandro
forcefully. He pushed Jando back so he was prone on the sofa as he slid his tongue into
Jando’s mouth, tasting the pizza but also the sweetness of Jando’s lips and tongue. Jando
returned the favor, kissing with a passion that he’d been holding back for a few hours,
needing some release soon.

“I wanna do this right. Let’s go in the bedroom,” Kirk
whispered, lifting himself off Jando’s writhing body. “And bring the beers with you,” Kirk
reminded him as he took hold of a walking cane that was next to the sofa, unnoticed by his
Bae.

About the Author

Robert A. Karl is a native son
of Philadelphia, PA, a retired educator, a queer author, and the proud Gay Dog Dad to Zuna,
the Awesome Boston Terrier. He now resides in San Juan, Puerto Rico, where he enjoys the
beauty and culture of La Isla del Encanto, The Island of Enchantment.

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RELEASE BLITZ: “Oblivious” by Colette Davison. $10.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title:
Oblivious

Author: Colette
Davison

Cover Artist: Covers by
Jo

Release Date: February 14,
2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Best friends to lovers, double bi-sexual awakening

Themes: Trusting in each other

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 43 000
words

It is a standalone story and
does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Isn’t it obvious we’re just
best friends?

Blurb

Adrian is my best friend. We live together, hang out, and
he’s the best cake taste tester I could want.

Hugs are the
norm, along with cuddles while watching horror films. I need someone to protect me during
the scary bits, so why not Adrian? He’s almost a foot taller than me, so he makes a good
armchair too.

Life is exactly the
way I like it until Adrian’s sister drops a bombshell that leaves me questioning everything I
think I know about myself and my straight best friend.

Can one kiss
change everything? I’m about to find out.

Oblivious is an
M/M best friends to lovers novella. It’s a light and fluffy love story, with a double bi-sexual
awakening, a little bit of heat and no angst. None. Zip. Nadda. There’s meddling family
members and two sweet best friends who are totally oblivious about how much they really
care for each other. Oh, and cakes. There’s lots of cakes.

Excerpt

She hands me an order slip.

“Is Adrian here?” I ask as I read the order. He puts up with me calling him Addy, but to
everyone else, he’s Adrian, and I respect that.

“Yes.” She picks up the order I’ve just finished preparing, but instead of turning around and
going to serve it, she stares at me.

“What?”

“You knew Adrian was here based on his order?”

“He always asks for the same thing—a cheese and tomato toastie. No cucumber, extra
radish. I bet he asked for peppermint tea.”

“You’re so cute.”

“What? Why?”

“You just are, that’s all.” She smiles at me and then leaves the kitchen with an extra spring in
her step.

I’m left metaphorically scratching my head. I can’t do it because I’m preparing food. What on
earth was that about? I shrug and get Addy’s order ready, then take it out to him. He’s
wearing his work clothes—heavy-duty combat trousers, boots with steel toecaps, and a
fluorescent vest over a thick woollen jumper. He has to wear a hard hat when he’s working
up high, which has left his brown hair mussed up. He’s starting to go grey at the temples.
Although the hair on his head doesn’t have any warm tones in it, his beard and moustache
are streaked with auburn.

“You didn’t say you’d be popping in today,” I say as I put his food in front of him.

“I finished a job early, so figured I’d come to say hi before I have to be at the next job. Plus,
where else am I going to get a mountain of radish with my lunch?”

I laugh. “I don’t know how you can eat that stuff.”

He picks up a thin slice of radish with his thick fingers and pops it into his mouth. “It’s
delicious. You’re busy today.”

“Lunch rush. It’ll get quieter in about an hour. Then we’ll get the afternoon tea rush around
three.”

“Make sure you take a break.”

“Yes, boss.”

I’ve made a joke of it, but I do appreciate his concern. We’ve been looking out for each
other for twenty years now.

Even when we went our separate ways to university, we used phone and email to keep in
touch and support each other. Addy did a degree in arboriculture near Preston, whereas I
went to culinary school in London. I loved every minute of my course, but those three years
were lonely. As kids, we’d popped over to each other’s houses to hang out, but that was
impossible to do while living almost two hundred and fifty miles apart. I’d looked forward to
every holiday when I could see him in person.

Unlike most of our friends—okay, my friends—Addy has always been a bit of a loner. We
both ended up back in our hometown after uni to be close to our families. As a bonus, it
meant I got to hang out with my best friend again.

Funny that I should think about that now.

About the Author

Colette’s personal love story began at university, where she

met her future husband. An evening of flirting, in the shadow of Lancaster castle, eventually
led to a fairytale wedding. She’s enjoying her own ‘happy ever after’ in the north of England
with her husband, two beautiful children and her writing.

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BOOK BLAST: “Little Red” by Shelby Rhodes.

BOOK BLAST

Book Title: Little Red (Fairy Tales Retold Book 1)

Author: Shelby Rhodes

Publisher: Self-Published

Cover Artist: Jahla D. Brown

Release Date: January 30, 2022

Genres: Fantasy, Fairy tale, M/M Romance

Themes: Good vs. evil

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 72 415 pages

It is the first book in the series. The main story is
resolved.

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Blurb

Follow along and you will see a tale retold in a world of unimaginable creatures,
gods, and goddesses. A world filled to the brim with magic. Our story begins with a sorcerer
with too much power without the age to match.

Ryder, our hero, who just so happens to be a painfully short redhead, has found himself
burdened with the fates of thousands, in a life where he has so far received very few
answers. In order to find the cure to the plague that has overtaken the Kingdom of Solais, he
sets off on a quest to seek out his slightly crazy grandmother, in the Yore Forest.

Add in one flirty, handsome werewolf Prince, a sarcastic sorcerer-hating werewolf, some
full-blown insanity, and a bit of magic, and Ryder finds his momentous task doubling in
difficulty and stress. But all is not what it seems, and sometimes life takes you to places you
never wished to stand. In the end, Ryder’s decisions and paths are not choices but destiny.
And in said destiny lies insurmountable magic, death, and maybe even love.

Excerpt

Bane sprinted into the forest, running faster than Ryder could ever hope to.
The thudding of the man’s bare feet on the dirt path almost lured Ryder to sleep.

It would have been to their detriment. The danger was not over. Escaping
his grandmother would take more than physical strength and a little magic. She would not
give up that easily.

Ryder had barely had that thought when he felt it—magic. The air became
electric as it surged closer. He could taste it. Ryder could feel it permeating his very bones.
But something was wrong. Instead of fear or apprehension, his very soul felt elated.

Ryder felt energy build inside him. Strength he shouldn’t have had, it called
for his magic to rise. And as the unknown force sped towards them, his heart started to race
in anticipation.

At first, there was only a thundering rumble. Then the ground began to
shake, and a roaring symphony of cracking, snapping, and explosions followed—sounds of
pure destruction. Screeching beasts could be heard in the distance, the creatures dying as
they are unable to get out of the way of his grandmother’s spell. And soon, the already dim
sky darkened further.

He watched Bane quickly glance back. When the werewolf swore and
started a brutal pace, he knew they were probably screwed.

Even knowing that, Ryder couldn’t stop his eyes from widening in horror
when he finally caught sight of what was after them. It was not something anyone could
outrun. Headed their way was a tsunami-size wave of dirt, rocks, and trees. He could see
nothing beyond it. Not only was it coming from behind, but from all sides, leaving only an
increasingly narrow path in front of them.

And as the two waves began to swell over them, stealing away their path,
Ryder’s first thought was that they were going to die. But then the defiant part of him, that
always pushed him to defeat the odds, screamed no—no, he would not die this way! Ryder
refused!

He let his magic consume the mysterious energy—he let it free. Instead of
recoiling from the all-consuming spell coming for them, his magic flew towards it. As their
magic collided, a spell he had never learned filled his mind. The language was old, foreign to
him, but he somehow understood.

When the world turned to darkness, the wave mere seconds from crushing
them, time slowed for Ryder.

His body hummed, and the spell he shouldn’t have known past his lips.
“Îgňaęϋe těŕrvʼna ɋȏnǹ ȸrǽ relǽg’uɱ Ťę môrʋǐtȕs!”

He began to emit a red glow. That glow became brighter and brighter, until it
was blinding.

Ryder blinked as time returned to normal. The wall of dirt, all of it was gone.
The only evidence of it having been there was the barren land all around them.

“That was…insane,” Bane rasped, voice shaking. The man had a death grip
on him, and the werewolf’s voice wasn’t the only thing shaking.

In a slight daze, Ryder peered up at the man. Fearful brown eyes met his. It
was the look one cast at a monster. Ryder quickly glanced away.

Clearing his throat, Bane announced, “We should get going.”

Going where, Ryder thought weakly. He found he was too tired to ask. The
energy and magic that had saved them had dissipated, the spell that had been so clear
moments before was lost to him.

Bane started off again after a moment of hesitation, carrying him into the
barren wasteland the spell had created. Listening to the werewolf’s speeding heartbeat,
Ryder let his exhaustion take him.

While he did not know where they were going, or what was going to
happen, the one thing he did know was that this was far from over.

About the Author

Books have always been a big part of Shelby Rhodes’
life. Unfortunately, growing up writing had been a constant struggle for her. So, even with
her head filled with stories she never tried to write them down.

It took many years to gain the confidence to explore
writing as a creative outlet. Now writing has become a way for her to dive into new
adventures and explore new worlds.

With confidence, she fully intends to explore
everything that has been stuck in her head. It is her hope that others will join her on her
adventures.

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SERIES REVIEW TOUR: “Witchbane” by Morgan Brice. Rafflecopter Giveaway Included!

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Witchbane is a supernatural,
second chance at love thrill ride packed with hurt/comfort, deadly magic, immortal witches,
determined hunters, spells and curses, true love, impressive explosions, spooky chills and
sexy thrills!

Genre/s: Gay romance, MM romance, supernatural romance adventure,
urban fantasy

Trope/s: Hurt/comfort, skeptical strangers to lovers, found family, second
chance at love, ‘I would risk anything for you’

The stories are stand alone
with no cliffhangers, but you’ll understand the world better if you read them in
sequence.

Overall Heat Rating for the series: 4 flames

BOOK DETAILS

BOOK 6 – NEW RELEASE

Book Title: The Devil
You Know: MM Supernatural Romance Adventure

Length: 240
pages

Release Date: February 8,
2022

Themes: Evolving established relationship, acceptance of differences,
healing, learning to trust, letting go of the past, dealing with old betrayals, gaining skills,
learning to ask for help, facing old fears

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It all comes down to
trusting the devil you know!

Blurb

Seth and Evan met “on the
job” when Evan was the intended sacrifice of a dark coven, and Seth came to the rescue.
Now, they’ve teamed up to stop a century of ritual murders and get justice for Seth’s
brother Jesse and the other victims.

Seth and Evan have a plan to
stop the next witch disciple, plus new allies and magic. But this time, the warlock knows
they’re coming, and he has plans of his own. When Seth disappears and is trapped in a spell
that gives him his heart’s desire, can he free himself in time to help Evan?

And when Evan’s younger
brother shows up unexpectedly, can Evan trust Parker to have his back? It all comes down to
trusting the devil you know!

The Devil You Know is a
thrill-packed urban fantasy MM paranormal romance with plenty of supernatural suspense,
hurt/comfort, hot sex, found family, and dark magic and features an evolving, established
romantic relationship with all the feels.

***

BOOK 1

Book Title: Witchbane:
MM Supernatural Romance Adventure

Length: 246
pages

Release Date: February 19,
2018

Themes: revealing a hidden magical world, acceptance of differences,
healing, learning to trust,

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Seth is used to
risking his neck. He never intended to risk his heart.

Blurb

Seth is used to risking his
neck. He never intended to risk his heart. Seth Tanner swore to avenge his brother’s death.
But when his quest for vengeance brings him to Richmond to stop a dark coven’s next ritual
murder, he’s hell-bent on keeping Jackson Evan Malone from becoming the warlocks’ next
victim. He just didn’t expect to fall in love with the man he’s sworn to protect.

Evan thinks Seth is crazy.
Maybe that’s true—but Seth could still be right about the danger. Evan doesn’t believe in
witches, and he’s still healing from past betrayals. He might trust Seth with his life—but
what happens when he starts to fall for his handsome, dangerous protector?

Witchbane is a
supernatural, second chance at love thrill ride packed with hurt/comfort, deadly magic,
immortal witches, determined hunters, spells and curses, true love, impressive explosions,
spooky chills and sexy thrills!

***

BOOK 2

Book Title: Burn: MM
Supernatural Romance Adventure

Length: 120
pages

Release Date: September 26,
2018

Themes: Evolving established relationship, acceptance of differences,
healing, learning to trust, letting go of the past, dealing with old betrayals, gaining
confidence

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Fate and danger threw
them together. But once the adrenaline fades, will love last?

Blurb

Fate and danger threw them
together. But once the adrenaline fades, will love last? Seth saves Evan from a dark witch,
and they go on the run together, on the trail of a coven of ritual killers. But when the dust
settles, will Evan regret his choice? Seth’s life as a hunter is dangerous, and he’s constantly
on the road. He’s fallen in love with Evan and he wants him to stay, but Seth is afraid Evan
would be better off without him.

Evan’s whole world has been
turned upside-down by the dangerous stranger who saved his life. Evan made a split-second
decision and teamed up with Seth when just days ago, he didn’t even believe magic was
real. Now Evan’s worried that he might not be able to hold his own, but he’s determined to
have Seth’s back. He’s sure of only one thing—his love for Seth.

If they’re going to survive,
they need to learn to fight like a team. And if they’re going to make it as a couple, they need
time to heal old wounds, confess secrets and fears, and risk trusting each other—body and
soul.

Burn is a supernatural,
learning-to-trust-again thrill ride packed with hurt/comfort, deadly magic, immortal witches,
determined hunters, creepy ghosts, scary monsters, true love, impressive explosions, spooky
chills and sexy thrills.

***

BOOK 3

Book Title: Dark Rivers:
MM Supernatural Romance Adventure

Length: 238
pages

Release Date: October 23,
2018

Themes: Evolving established relationship, acceptance of differences,
healing, learning to trust, letting go of the past, dealing with old betrayals, learning to work
as a team

Trigger warning for mention
of past abusive relationship and dealing with a stalker

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If the skills
they possess aren’t enough to protect them and their bond can’t keep them together, the
ancient evil will remain unchallenged, and more people will die…

Blurb

Seth Tanner and Evan Malone
are learning to navigate their new partnership—as lovers and as monster hunters—while
hot on the trail of a coven of dark warlocks. Seth has never been in love like this before,
consumed by white-hot passion and willing to risk his life to protect Evan. His quest to
avenge his brother’s murder used to be an obsession, one he was willing to die for. Now,
Seth worries that his reckless pursuit of vengeance might get Evan—or both of them—killed.
But he can’t walk away—the witches’ century-long killing spree has to stop. Seth prays that
both he and Evan make it alive and together to the finish line, when the fight is
done.

Evan’s normal world turned
upside-down the night a dangerous stranger rescued him from being sacrificed in a bloody
ritual. Now he knows that magic and monsters are real, legends and lore are true, and
fighting for his life has become an everyday event. He’s learned to hold his own. But when a
vengeful ex-lover stalks him while they’re on a case, Evan has to confront his past and
confess an ugly truth. His love for Seth had been strong enough to get them this far, but he
fears that the stalker or the warlock could tear them apart forever.

If the skills they possess
aren’t enough to protect them and their bond can’t keep them together, the ancient evil will
remain unchallenged, and more people will die…

Dark Rivers is a
supernatural, daring-to-love-again thrill ride packed with hurt/comfort, deadly magic,
immortal witches, determined hunters, creepy ghosts, haunted houses, a developing
established relationship, impressive explosions, spooky chills and sexy
thrills.

***

BOOK 4

Book Title: Flame and
Ash: MM Supernatural Romance Adventure

Length: 208
pages

Release Date: September 5,
2019

Themes: Evolving established relationship, acceptance of differences,
healing, learning to trust, letting go of the past, dealing with old betrayals, learning to ask
for help, facing old fears

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When their lives are on
the line, will love be enough?

Blurb

The hunters become the
hunted. When their lives are on the line, will love be enough? Seth Tanner and Evan Malone
are hot on the track of a coven of dark witches responsible for a century of ritual murders.
Seth saved Evan’s life, and Evan joined him on the road, getting a crash course on magic and
the supernatural, learning how to fight and hunt. Seth worries that Evan’s going to get hurt,
or that he’ll realize this crazy, dangerous life isn’t for him—and break Seth’s
heart.

Evan Malone has fallen head
over heels for Seth, despite the danger and chaos. Their relationship is new, their emotions
are raw, and every hunt could be their last. Evan wants to prove that he’s committed to their
relationship, despite the rushed and rocky beginning. He’s pushing himself to learn new
skills so he can have Seth’s back—and his biggest fear is that Seth might get hurt because
Evan isn’t good enough.

Their next hunt takes them to
the Blue Ridge Mountains, but this time, the dark witch knows they’re coming—and has
plans of his own. Then Seth vanishes, and everything Evan has learned and his belief in their
bond as lovers is put to the test.

He’s got to prove he’s up to
the challenge and Seth’s faith in him, before the whole situation goes up in flames and
leaves nothing but ash.

Flame and Ash is a
fast-paced supernatural thrill ride packed with hurt/comfort, deadly magic, immortal
witches, determined hunters, creepy ghosts, haunted tunnels, a developing established
relationship, impressive explosions, spooky chills and sexy thrills.

***

BOOK 5

Book Title: Unholy: MM
Supernatural Romance Adventure

Length: 224
pages

Release Date: February 5,
2020

Themes: Evolving established relationship, acceptance of differences,
healing, learning to trust, letting go of the past, dealing with old betrayals, learning to ask
for help, facing old fears.

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A deadly curse on Seth
and Evan means time is running out. Can they find a way to turn the tables, or is Charleston
their final destination?

Blurb

A deadly curse on Seth and
Evan means time is running out. Can they find a way to turn the tables, or is Charleston their
final destination? Seth Tanner swore vengeance on the dark coven that killed his brother,
Jesse. He rescued Evan Malone from one of the witches, and they’ve fallen in love despite
the danger and chaos, going on the road to end the cycle of ritual murders. Their
relationship is still new, tested at every turn by danger and magic.

Seth and Evan head to
Charleston to stop the next warlock and save his intended victim. But this time, they’re too
late. The warlock has already powered up, and he’s determined to destroy the two hunters
one way or another.

Unholy is a thrill-packed
urban fantasy MM paranormal romance with plenty of supernatural suspense,
hurt/comfort, passion, found family, and dark magic, and features an evolving, established
romantic relationship with all the feels.

Excerpt from The Devil You Know

We just might die tonight, and it won’t even be
monsters that kill us.

Seth Tanner hunched low over the handlebars of his
black Hayabusa motorcycle and urged the roaring engine to eke out a bit more
speed.

Behind him, his partner Evan Malone wrapped his
arms tight around Seth’s midsection and tucked his helmet against Seth’s shoulder
blades.

The rev of a truck close behind them told Seth their
pursuers weren’t ready to give up. Then a shot fired, changing the whole game.

“Fuck,” Seth muttered and wove from one side of
the lane to the other, desperate to keep the goons from getting a clear shot.

The gunman fired a second time and a third. Seth’s
luck wasn’t going to last forever, and then one of the bullets would hit Evan, the bike, or
him. Seth had a good idea who had hired the hitmen, and he doubted they showed up on a
dark Ohio road just to send a warning.

A light ahead drew Seth’s attention, and he skidded
into the gravel lot of a cinder block roadhouse. Neon beer signs cast a crimson glow that
attracted a row of pickups and Harleys. Red paint on white walls proclaimed it to be
Charley’s Place.

I’ll take my chances on a bar fight over being
shot in the back.

The charcoal Ford truck chasing them never slowed,
rumbling past the bar too fast for Seth to get a good look, and then it was gone, swallowed
by the night.

He faced the motorcycle toward the road, sheltered
between a beat-up green F-150 and a red Silverado with a gun rack in the back window. Seth
felt sure that he and Evan would be no more welcome inside than they’d been with the guys
who chased them, so when their attackers didn’t return, Seth hit the gas and headed back
the way they came.

His heart didn’t stop pounding until he slowed at
the entrance to the campground where they had parked their RV. While it wasn’t late, Seth
was hyper-aware of the rumble of the motorcycle’s engine, not wanting to draw attention.
When they pulled up in front of their site, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Doesn’t look like anyone’s been here,” he said to
Evan as he climbed off the bike and secured it. His body still hummed with adrenaline, and
Seth scanned the area for danger as Evan followed him to the RV’s door.

Locks and security alarm aside, the fifth-wheeler

and black pickup that towed it were also protected by magical wardings, courtesy of friends
with supernatural abilities. The protections recognized Seth and Evan but were designed to
keep out intruders.

Seth turned on the lights and gasped when he saw
the blood on Evan’s jacket and realized his boyfriend was leaning heavily against the
wall.

“You’re hit.” Seth helped Evan to sit at the table and
went to fetch their medic kit.

About the Author

Morgan Brice is the romance
pen name of bestselling author Gail Z. Martin. Morgan writes urban fantasy male/male
paranormal romance, with plenty of action, adventure and supernatural thrills to go with
the happily ever after. Gail writes epic fantasy and urban fantasy, and together with
co-author hubby Larry N. Martin, steampunk and comedic horror, all of which have less
romance, more explosions. Characters from her Gail books make frequent appearances in
secondary roles in her Morgan books, and vice versa.

On the rare occasions
Morgan isn’t writing, she’s either reading, cooking, or spoiling two very pampered
dogs.

Series include
Witchbane, Badlands, Treasure Trail, Kings of the Mountain and Fox Hollow. Watch for more
in these series, plus new series coming soon!

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Book Title: Changeling: MM Paranormal Fantasy Romance (Outcast
Mates)

Author: Lee
Colgin

Publisher: Colgin
Enterprise

Cover Artist: Natasha
Snow

Release Date: February 10,
2022

Genre: MM Paranormal/Fantasy Romance

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, found family, grumpy/sunshine, forced
proximity

Themes: Finding yourself

Heat Rating: 4
flames

Length: 65 000 words/ 260
pages

It is a standalone story
and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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When a fae changeling on
the run is forced to hunker down with a grumpy incubus, will enemies become lovers or is
an ancient curse too much for them to bear?

Blurb

Dominus—an incubus who runs a brothel called The Twig
& Berries—is bored with his life and customers alike.

Sebastian—a changeling faerie swapped at birth for a
human infant—is reeling with the knowledge of his true heritage. Unsafe among humans,
he travels north to meet others of his kind.

But danger lurks, and when Sebastian is forced to hunker
down with Dominus for safe harbor, the tension between them flares hot.

Sebastian is the only person that’s piqued Dominus’s
interest in ages, but he’s fae. And Dominus has reason to despise faeries.

Forced together as trespassers infiltrate the territory, will
enemies become lovers or will a curse keep them apart forever?

Changeling
is an MM Paranormal Fantasy Romance featuring enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, a
steamy love story, lamb on a stick, and surprise visitors from other novels. If you enjoyed
Beneath the Opal Arc, this book’s for you.

Excerpt

A creature strolls into the room so stunning I must blink to
be sure he’s real.

Aside from the massive horns and gently swaying tail, he
doesn’t look like any demon I’ve ever imagined. He’s gorgeous, with gray-dappled lavender
skin, and he’s huge—taller than me even without considering the coiled horns that add
another foot to his already astounding height.

His sapphire blue eyes, sparkling with an interest that rivals
my own, catch my gaze. Silver brows—the same color as his long braided hair—arch to
elegant crescents high on his forehead.

“What treasure has arrived at my door this morning?” A sly
smile forms across lush pink lips. His skin is simply otherworldly, shining with an aromatic oil
spread from neck to toes.

I inhale the fragrance of a bouquet of fresh spring blossoms
plucked to gift a lover.

“Dominus, meet Sebastian, who finds himself in need of
safe harbor.” Ivaz makes a sweeping gesture from him to me. “Sebastian, meet Dominus,
who’s agreed to take you in.”

I let my gaze wander over the length of him. Practically
naked, he wears only a sheer shift of shimmering fabric the color of ripe plums. It’s pulled
tight over each hardened nipple, crossing just above his pierced belly button, then draping
loosely around his lean waist and bulging thighs. Silver strappy sandals adorn his otherwise
bare feet, the toenails painted purple to match the shift. Amethysts dangle from each
ear.

Dominus is a glittering jewel of a man—of an incubus, I
suppose. His attention brushes over me like a touch, grazing my skin and bristling the little
hairs on my neck in its wake. We stare at each other until I remember my manners.

Clearing my throat, I extend my hand. “Thank you for
offering me shelter.”

Dominus takes it within his larger one, his grip soft and
warm. “My pleasure.” He brings my hand to his lips and presses a kiss to the backs of my
fingers.

I’m baffled by the boldness of the gesture, wondering how
he knows I prefer men. It’s usually a back-and-forth dance of daring mixed with
self-preservation to determine whether another fellow might be like-minded, but Dominus
doesn’t hesitate in the slightest.

To my chagrin, heat sears across my cheeks. Surely they’re
pink as petals. I’m not often so taken by another person, but Dominus is a magnificent
presence. His energy steals all the space in the room, spins it to his will, and returns it much
improved upon for having been under his control.

My tongue is thick and heavy in my mouth, but I force it to
work before I look like an idiot ogling him. “I’ve never met an incubus before.”

“And I’ve never met such a charming…” He studies me,
eyes raking over my lean form.

I open my mouth to answer, my flush deepening under his
scrutiny, but he shakes his head.

“No, let me guess. It’s more fun. Wood sprite?”

His guess brings a grin to my face. “There are wood
sprites?”

“Ah, so not a wood sprite, then.” He leans in close to me
and reaches for my hair. “May I?”

I bite my cheek and give a little nod. He takes a lock of my
hair and curls it through his fingers. Then he sniffs.

“Hmm, not a shifter. At least not one I recognize.” His eyes
sparkle with a new idea. “A jinn? But are you benevolent or malevolent?”

“I’m not that either. What’s a jinn?”

Dominus purses his lips, still twirling my hair. “Not a jinn.
Hmm.”

Ivaz groans before Dominus can answer my question. “Glad
to see the two of you hitting it off. Now where do we sleep?”

“Has our new guest worn you out already, old man?”
Dominus says to Ivaz.

“Hardly,” Ivaz scoffs. “But I have a letter to write before
dawn.”

“This way.” Dominus extends his elbow to me, and I take it.
His muscles flex beneath my fingertips.

We head down a narrow hallway with decorated silk drapes
hung crisscrossed over the ceiling and pass several doors on each side. Just how big this
place, and how many people sleep within these rooms? In the quiet, I hear only the
thumping of my heart and our soft steps muted by layers of thick rugs.

We stop by one of the doors. Dominus uses his free hand
to push it open. He glances to Ivaz. “Here you are.”

“Thank you.” Ivaz steps over the threshold.

I gasp as Dominus’s tail circles my waist and tugs me closer
to his side. It’s not unwelcome, but it’s quite surprising.

“Sorry,” he says, sounding anything but. “It has a mind of its
own sometimes.”

About the Author

Lee Colgin has loved
vampires since she read Dracula on a hot, sunny beach at 13 years old. She lives in North

Carolina with lots of dogs and her husband. No, he’s not a vampire, but she loves him
anyway. Lee likes to workout so she can eat the maximum amount of cookies with her pizza.
Ask her how much she can bench press.

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Book Title: The Moonstone Girls

Author: Brooke
Skipstone

Publisher: Skipstone
Publishing

Cover Artist: Cherie
Chapman

Release Date: Feb 14,
2022

Genre: Historical (1967/68) F/F romance

Themes: Coming out, Rejection,
Forgiveness

“The story is full of drama, heartache, humor, and hope, set
against the backdrop of the late ’60s—the Vietnam War and the draft, racial prejudice,
homophobia, and a revolution in music.”

Queer rep: lesbian main
character, lesbian and gay side characters

Trigger Warnings:
homophobia, internalized homophobia, slurs, death, suicide, car accident, insensitive
language/jokes, PTSD.

Heat Rating: 2 flames

Length: 103 500 words/ 338
pages

It is a standalone story and
does not end on a cliffhanger.

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In 1968, a
seventeen-year-old queer girl traveled to Alaska disguised as a boy.

Blurb

Tracy should have been a boy. Even her older brother
Spencer says so, though he wouldn’t finish the thought with, “And I should have been a girl.”

Though both feel awkward in their own skin, they have to
face who they are—queers in the late 60s.

When both are caught with gay partners, their lives and
futures are endangered by their homophobic father as their mother struggles to defend
them.

While the Vietnam War threatens to take Spencer away,
Tracy and her father wage a war of their own, each trying to save the sweet, talented
pianist.

At seventeen, Tracy dresses as a boy and leaves her parents
in turmoil, with only the slimmest hope of finding peace within herself. She journeys to a girl
with a guitar, calling to her from a photo, “Come to Alaska. We’d be great friends.”

Maybe even The MoonStone Girls.

Excerpt

Hours later, after I’d practiced piano, had a few arguments
about the war at dinner, and listened to complaints from Mom about Spencer’s continued
absence, I slipped into my pajamas and tried to stay awake, listening to “19th Nervous Breakdown”
from the Stones’ Big Hits album.

Something stumbled against my door. I heard Spencer cuss.
I ran to the door and yanked it open just as my very drunk brother rapped his knuckles
against the air.

“Whoa,” he said. “Where’d the door go? Hey, Sis.”

He wobbled just outside my room with a lopsided grin on
his face then put his finger to his lips. “Shhhh. Don’t tell anyone, but I’m drunk.” He
giggled.

“No shit.” I put his arm over my shoulder and turned him
around. “Let’s get you to bed.”

“Whaa . . . No.” He jerked his arm away and banged it into
the wall. “Ouch. Why’d you hit me?”

“You hit the wall, Spencer. Get to bed before you wake up
Mom and Dad.”

He put his hands on my shoulders and his face an inch from
mine. “You need to meet Pablo. He’s outside.”

“He drove you home?”

“Yeah. He thought I was too drunk to drive.” He breathed
and giggled. “He’s a really nice guy. We had a good time.”

I laughed, trying not to pass out from the alcohol fumes.
“Evidently.” I had never seen Spencer drunk. Dad would let us drink wine at dinner
sometimes. Maybe share a beer between us. But Spencer was never that interested.
Probably because Dad said a man’s got to learn how to hold his liquor. “What did you
drink?”

His eyes crossed. “Tequila. Oh, that’s the best. From itsy
bitsy glasses.”

“A shot glass?”

He held his hand like a pistol. “Bang. Bang. Shot after shot.
C’mon, you need to meet him.”

I helped him down the stairs. He tiptoed to the foyer then
grabbed the front door handle. Red lights flashed through the glass at the top of the
door.

“Cops?” I helped him open the door, and we both stared at
a policeman with his foot on the back of a young man, spread-eagled in our yard.

“Don’t you move, son,” yelled the officer.

Spencer’s eyes bulged as he screamed, “What are you
doing?” He ran toward the officer.

Somebody’s going to get shot! I followed. “Spencer! Stop!”

“He’s my friend!” He pushed the cop nearly to the ground
then bent down to help Pablo.

I ran to the officer whose hand moved toward his holster.
“That’s my brother’s friend. He drove my brother home and was waiting to meet me.” I
stood between him and the boys, holding my arms up, gasping for breath.

The man looked at me. “You live here?”

“Yes, with Spencer and my parents.”

Pablo was on his knees crying. “I thought he was going to
kill me.”

Spencer knelt and pulled Pablo to his chest. “You’re safe.
You’re safe.” He bent down to pick up Pablo’s white beret, brushed it off, and set it on his
head.

Pablo was thin and shorter than Spencer. His mouth hung
open as he gasped for breath; his face was wet with tears.

Spencer clutched the boy against his chest and glared at
the cop. “What did he do?”

“He was a Mexican outside our house at midnight,” I said.
“Right, Officer?”

The man tightened his eyes at me. “I’ve never seen him in
this neighborhood. He looked suspicious.”

“Suspiciously brown?” I barked.

“That’s enough, Tracy,” said Dad, tying his robe, as he
strode down our walkway. “I’m Arthur Franks. This is my house. Did the boy do anything
wrong?”

“He looked like he was trying to get inside that car, and I
knew it wasn’t his.”

Pablo’s voice cracked. “I wanted my cigarettes. I just
wanted to smoke a cigarette. ¿Qué carajo?”

I hoped the cop didn’t speak Spanish because Pablo had
just said “What the fuck?”

“Are we done?” I asked.

The officer rested his hand on his pistol. “You sure you want
this kid in your yard, Mr. Franks?”

“No, I’m not, but he’ll be gone soon. We’ll take it from here,
Officer.”

“Okay, but if you need anything, just call dispatch. I can be
back here quick.” He shot Pablo one last glare before sliding into his Castle Hills patrol car
and drove away.

“Where have you been, Spencer?” Dad growled. “And do I
smell alcohol on you?”

“If your nose works,” Spencer giggled. “We stayed at Dr.
Sorel’s for a while then went to Pablo’s cousin’s house. I think I had one too many shots of
tequila.” He giggled again.

“Maybe two too many,” laughed Pablo with a thick
accent.

“You said tutu!” Spencer laughed.

“No, I said two too,” laughed Pablo as he playfully patted
Spencer’s face.

“Jesus,” Dad muttered as he folded his arms and glared at
the two boys.

About the Author

Brooke Skipstone is a
multi-award winning author who lives in Alaska where she watches the mountains change
colors with the seasons from her balcony. Where she feels the constant rush toward winter
as the sunlight wanes for six months of the year, seven minutes each day, bringing crushing
cold that lingers even as the sun climbs again. Where the burst of life during summer is
urgent under twenty-four-hour daylight, lush and decadent. Where fish swim hundreds of
miles up rivers past bear claws and nets and wheels and lines of rubber-clad combat fishers,
arriving humped and ragged, dying as they spawn. Where danger from the land and its
animals exhilarates the senses, forcing her to appreciate the difference between life and
death. Where the edge between is sometimes too alluring.

The MoonStone
Girls is her fourth novel. Visit her website at
brookeskipstone.com for information about her first three novels—Crystal’s House of Queers, Some Laneys Died, and Someone To Kiss
My Scars.

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Book Title: Grieving Royal (Club Royal, Book 3)

Author: Elouise
East

Cover Artist: Design By Tina
Løwén

Release Date: February 3,
2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M
Romance

Tropes: MMM, royal BDSM
club, hurt/comfort

Themes:
Grief/loss

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 108 000
words

The story does not end on a
cliffhanger.

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Losing himself to the
shadows is not possible, but who can help him learn to live again?

Blurb

Despite being third in line to the throne, George doesn’t
believe he will ever be king, and he is content with that knowledge. He prefers to live his life
in the shadow of his brothers because he can hide his extra-curricular activities there. When

his life is torn apart by grief, he loses himself in those shadows until he focuses on what
matters to him. Love.

More media attention is the last thing Timothy wants. He
left his hometown to get away from it, but his new position makes that almost impossible.
Balancing the requirements of his teaching role, the needs of his new patient, and the
feelings that should never have grown, he struggles to see the right course of action until
the choice is taken away from him.

Stepping back inside the place where Eddie had been
abused by the one person who should’ve taken care of him has been harder than he
expected. Finding someone who is patient enough to help him through his anxieties about a
BDSM relationship is easier. Unfortunately, royal duties threaten to pull them apart before
they’ve even started.

As the three lives intertwine in the unlikeliest of situations,
who will throw themselves into the deep end, and who will back away, scared of the
repercussions?

This is an MMM book containing BDSM scenes and
D/s dynamics in all forms. It also has lots of loving, friendships, family drama and, of course,
a triple HEA.

Excerpt

“Eddie!”

He searched the room for the voice but couldn’t see
anyone until Master George stepped through the parted crowd.

Eddie lowered his head. “Master George.” Eddie’s heart
raced, and he couldn’t contain his smile.

“Clarice didn’t hear from you. Does that mean you’ve
decided not to go ahead with what we talked about?”

Was he supposed to have called her? “Oh, um, I still want
to go ahead with it. I forgot to call her and tell her. I was excited about coming tonight and
didn’t think about calling ahead.”

“Shh. Eddie, breathe. It’s fine.” Master George slipped an
arm around Eddie’s shoulders. “I wanted to go through a contract with you, that’s all. Can
we do that now?”

Eddie didn’t want to read a contract. He wanted Master
George. “Can we do it later?” he asked, eyes still lowered.

Master George was quiet, then a finger curved under his
chin, lifting his head. When he met the vibrant blue eyes, he relaxed.

“Better. Yes, we can do it later, but we must do it if you
want to go ahead.”

“I do, Sir. Definitely.”

Master George smiled. “What would you like to do
tonight?”

Eddie licked his lips. “I’m not really sure.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Implicitly,” Eddie said in a firm voice.

Master George nodded once. “Come on.”

Eddie went with Master George to one of the private
rooms but hesitated at the threshold, even though Master George still had his arm around
him.

“What’s wrong?” Master George stepped in front of him
and cupped his jaw, bringing their gazes together. “Talk to me.”

“This is the room…Master Douglas found me in.” Eddie’s
heart pounded. He knew he’d have to face the room eventually because it was ridiculous to
think a space could have this much of a hold over him.

“Let’s try another room.”

“No! Sir. No.” He stared into Master George’s eyes. “Will
you help me?”

“With anything and everything I can. What do you
need?”

“I want to do it here. I need something good to wash away
the bad memories of this room.”

“Are you sure, Eddie? There is no weakness in not being
ready.”

“I’m sure.” He nodded to emphasise his answer.

Master George stared at him for a long minute, then
nodded in return. He slid his hands into Eddie’s and gripped them hard. “I’m here.” He
stepped backwards, tugging Eddie into the room with him.

Every step had Eddie’s palms sweating and his heart
jumping, but when they finally stopped in the centre of the room, Eddie sighed. He glanced
around, never letting go of Master George’s hands.

About the Author

I am Elouise East but feel free
to call me Elli. I write sweet and steamy connections in gay romance. I also touch on taboo
stories under the name Elouise R East.

Books that tell the stories
where friendship and family are the focal point – be it blood family or chosen – is very
important to me. That’s why I include a variety of personalities, talents, ages, situations and
abilities as I believe a story or a character needs. I want my characters to be real, to be
relatable, to be free to have whatever views they tell me they have. And trust me, most of
the time, I do not have any say in the matter!

My characters come to life on
the page for me as well as my readers. Their stories unfold in front of me, and I have very
little input into how they want to be shown. Just like real life, the lives of my characters
change with every choice, every interaction and every conversation. And I wouldn’t have it
any other way.

I write books that are
emotionally realistic, even if liberties are taken with other aspects of my stories. I don’t
know any other way to write. It comes from deep inside.

Who am I? A single parent to
two children who make life worth living. An avid reader who still devours every book she can
get her hands on. A student of learning about any subject that takes her fancy. An author of
books she would read herself. And a romantic at heart who loves anything cheesy.

Who’s in?

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