RELEASE BLITZ: “A Little More Trust” by Pauley J Ray. $20.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: A Little More
Trust

Author: Pauley J
Ray

Publisher: NineStar
Press

Cover Artist: Jaycee
DeLorenzo

Release Date: September 6,
2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Opposites attract, businessman and blue-collar worker, richer vs
poorer

Themes: Dealing with cheating and betrayal. Trust is a fragile
thing

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 84 600 words /311
pages

This is the first book in the
Hot Property Series. Each of the four books will concentrate on a different main character
from a successful construction company. Each successive book will include spoilers from the
previous one if the books are not read in order.

This book does not end on a
cliffhanger.

Goodreads

Buy Links

NineStar Press | Barnes & Noble

Amazon US | Amazon UK

Sometimes it’s harder
to trust than to love

Blurb

Ethan Scott has everything he could possibly want: an
amazing career, great friends, and more money than he’s ever dreamed of. Oh, and men. So
many men. Yep, life is perfect, and he doesn’t ever see it changing.

Nate Sullivan has sworn off men. They can’t be trusted.
Simple as that. After years of being lied to by the man he thought he loved, the very married
man with a wife and kids, he’s promised to never give his heart away or get emotionally
attached to anyone again.

Ethan thinks it’ll be a sure thing to get Nate into his bed,
but when the sexy and frustrating decorator rebuffs him at every turn, he comes up with a
new plan to tempt the man he can’t stop thinking about. A sex agreement. For the duration
of Nate’s work contract, with no strings attached and definitely no hearts and roses or
emotional fallout.

It sounds like the perfect deal. Nate gets to have the man
he’s been craving since they first met before walking away, his heart intact. Ethan gets to
have Nate in his bed, finally satisfying the itch he’s constantly trying to scratch. Problem is,
Ethan’s still trying to extricate himself from his disastrous marriage and if there’s one thing
Nate won’t touch, it’s a married man. When Nate finds out what Ethan’s been hiding, the
betrayal of trust leaves him devastated.

Nate leaves, but Ethan’s determined not to let him go. Will
Nate give him the chance to explain, or will he risk losing the only man he’s ever truly
loved?

Excerpt

Ethan

Pouring the steaming coffee into my usual mug, I let the
rich aroma fill my senses. God, I needed this. Taking a large gulp, I savored the strong taste
as it hit my tongue, the heat burning my mouth and throat as I swallowed, I hoped like hell
the caffeine would kick start my body after the late night I’d had.

I plopped myself down at the kitchen table to take the
weight off my aching thigh muscles from last night’s activities when the front doorbell rang
loudly in the quiet space.
Who the hell was
that—
I glanced at the clock on the
wall—
at a quarter to nine on a Saturday
morning?

The bell rang again so I pushed my seat back and dragged
my ass up the stairs and down the first-floor hallway. Yanking the front door open to get rid
of whoever had ruined my peaceful morning, I was about to give them an earful, but then I
looked into his face and the words died on my lips.

The man standing on my doorstep must have been mid-
twenties at the most. A few inches shorter than my own six two, he wore a blue baggy t-shirt
a good couple of sizes too big, almost drowning his slim frame, and a pair of loose-fitting
gray jeans and black sneakers. His angular face gave him a Scandinavian look, with a strong
jaw and high cheekbones. Sandy blond hair shone golden in the morning sun, short on the
sides and long on top, swept away from his forehead and held in place with some product.
My fingers itched to slide through the strands to see if they were as soft as they looked and a
sudden image of my hand gripping tightly in his hair as I tilted his head to lick up his neck
flashed through my mind.

Despite the tempting package he presented, I couldn’t
seem to tear my eyes away from his lips. Pink and full, they were begging to be kissed, and I
had to bite down hard on my tongue to refrain from licking my own in readiness.

Well, hello, Blondie.

“Mister Scott?” his smooth, quiet voice asked, giving me
goosebumps and pulling me from the trance I’d fallen into. Lifting my gaze to the palest
green eyes I’d ever seen, I nodded at his question, my mouth suddenly unable to voice a
coherent response. He shifted on his feet, “I’m, err, here about the painting quote.”

Damn, was that today?

He extended his hand out in front of him, and, giving myself
a mental shake to wake the hell up, I reached for his and clasped his palm, my own larger
hand encasing his. A shock of electricity shot up my arm catching me by surprise. The guy
obviously felt the effect too as his eyes widened and he took in a short, sharp
breath.

Interesting.

“Please, call me Ethan.” I held onto his warm hand a little
longer than necessary before reluctantly releasing it and giving him a friendly smile.

The guy stiffened slightly and inclined his head. “I’m
Nate.”

“Nate.” I savored his name on my tongue, rolling it around.
“Please, come on inside.”

I stepped aside to let him enter, unable to resist the urge to
lean in slightly and inhale his scent as he passed by me. Light and citrusy with a hint of soap.
As he moved into the hallway, I gave him the once over and was disappointed to see his t-
shirt covered his ass, obscuring my view.

Jesus. I had
to stop perving on the guy. I deliberately pushed my hands into my sweatpants pockets to
try to hide my growing erection and to subtly press my fingers against the head of my cock
to give me some degree of control and hopefully, relief.

It didn’t.

Nate had stopped a few feet into the hallway, glancing
around, assessing his surroundings, but he didn’t say anything and waited silently for me to
take the lead.

“Come on,” I offered. “I’ll give you the tour, and we can talk
about what I want.”

About the Author

Pauley J Ray has been making
up stories in his head for as long as he can remember, and now gets to write those stories
down in his own gay romantic fiction, involving sexy, complicated, and flawed characters
searching for their happily ever after.

When not writing, he loves
meeting up with friends and can’t wait to get outdoors with his husband, hiking, camping
and traveling to new and exciting places as often as they can.

He feels extremely lucky to be
able to sit at his laptop, all day, every day, creating the heartfelt, angsty and passionate
romance books he himself loves to read.

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AUDIOBOOK TOUR: “Huntsman: Fox Hollow Zodiac Book 1” by Morgan Brice.

AUDIOBOOK TOUR

Book Title: Huntsman: Fox Hollow Zodiac Book 1

Author: Morgan
Brice

Narrator: John Solo

Length: 5 hours and 36
minutes

Release Date: August 23,
2022

Genres: Urban fantasy, MM paranormal romance, shifter romance, gay
romance

Tropes: Friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, learning to trust, second chance
at love, fated mates, small town romance, found family

Themes: Love conquers all, starting over

Heat Rating: 4 flames

It is the first book in the
series. It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger

Goodreads

Buy Links

Audible US | Audible UK

Available on Kindle Unlimited

Amazon US | Amazon UK

Fated mates, thrown
together by chance, and the looming threat of a fabled Huntsman who might tear them
apart forever.

Blurb

A grieving wolf. A hunted fox. Fated mates, thrown together
by chance, and the looming threat of a fabled Huntsman who might tear them apart
forever.

Fox shifter Liam Reynard is running from a killer. He uproots
his life to find sanctuary in Fox Hollow, deep in the Adirondack Forest in New York.

When his car breaks down, sexy wolf shifter Russ Lowe
comes to the rescue, and one touch makes it clear they’re fated mates. Neither man was
looking for love, and both are still mending from past heartbreak. When mysterious fires and
disappearances threaten Fox Hollow, Liam fears the killer is hot on his trail. Can he protect
the town and his fated mate from the evil hunting him, or will an ex-lover’s betrayal cost
Liam everything he loves?

Huntsman is full of sexy shifters, hurt/comfort, second
chance love, sincere psychics, hot first responders, found family, and fated mates. Intended
for readers 18 years of age or older.

Excerpt

Flashing lights broke Liam out of his gloomy thoughts.
The tow truck headed toward him, then did a U-turn and pulled in front of Liam’s car,
backing up until it was close enough to hook up the Honda.

The truck driver got out and walked toward Liam,
who reluctantly got out of the car. Even though he had called for assistance and it was clear
the stranger was a legitimate responder, Liam couldn’t help feeling jittery, with his hands
sweating, and heart thumping.

Those reactions doubled when he got a good look at
the driver.

Oh, just shoot me now. Fuck my life. Why did he
have to be so fine?

In the glare of the truck’s spotlights, Liam made out
all the important details. The man had broad shoulders, strong arms, powerful legs, and a
solid chest, standing a good five inches or more over Liam’s five-foot-seven frame. Liam had
thought he might be saved if the driver was ugly as sin, but he was out of luck. His face was
as utterly lickable as the rest of him.

“You called for a tow? Mr. Reynard?”

Liam nodded.

“I’m Russell Lowe—everyone calls me Russ. I own
Lowe’s Auto Shop in Fox Hollow, and tonight I’m your personal tow truck driver,” he said with
a broad smile and dimples. The man’s sharp cheekbones, full lips, and strong chin were
highlighted by dark brown scruff. Liam’s gaze traveled upward, surprised at gray hair flecked
with brown framing a face that couldn’t be older than thirty-five. Green eyes made Liam
wonder what kind of shifter Russ might be.

He swallowed hard and might have blushed when he
realized Russ seemed to be checking him out too. No matter how attractive his roadside
savior might be, Liam’d had enough man trouble to last an eternity, and he sure didn’t need
more in a new town.

“Yes, I’m Liam Reynard. Just Liam,” he said, wishing
he could conjure up the natural charm that had always served him well in community
theater performances. His fox could be quite dramatic. But now, on the run, scared for his
life, and in the dark with a stranger in the middle of nowhere, he couldn’t muster his usual
flair.

“The engine started making strange noises, and I
pulled off. I didn’t want to break anything.” Liam cringed because heknew next to nothing
about cars.
Admitting that takes points off my “man score,”
doesn’t it? Then again, so does being a sports-hating, gay fox shifter twink.

Well, at thirty, I’d thought my twink days were
behind me.
But when he compared his own shorter, lithe,
dancer build to the solid man-mountain in front of him?
Yeah, twink still fits.

“I’m glad you stopped the car without waiting for the
car to stop you.” Russ finally shifted his attention away from Liam and focused on the Civic.
“Let’s get the tow set up, and then you can ride in the cab with me to Fox
Hollow.”

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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BLOG TOUR: “Prince of Flowers” by Nazri Noor. $10.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

BLOG TOUR

Book Title: Prince of Flowers (Wild Hearts Book 1)

Author and Publisher: Nazri
Noor

Cover Artist: Christian
Bentulan

Release Date: September 30,
2022

Genres: Contemporary MM, Fantasy M/M Romance

Tropes: Enemies to lovers, forced proximity, shared bed, found
family

Themes: Trust, truth (Both MCs spend a good amount of the book
deceiving each other, and have to learn that maybe they shouldn’t!)

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: approx 62 000
words

This is book 1 in a series and
d
oes not end on a cliffhanger. HFN.

Goodreads

Buy Links – Available in Kindle Unlimited

Universal Link | Amazon US |
Amazon UK

Also available on audio – narrated by Greg Boudreaux

Audible
US
|
Audible UK

He captured a fae prince,
but can he capture his heart?

Blurb

Lochlann Wilde walks in the shadow of his father, a
legendary summoner who commanded mythical beasts in battle. But Locke isn’t legendary.
He’s barely a summoner, never passing his academy’s trial of the elements.

And then he accidentally summons a fae prince with a
beautiful body and a bad attitude.

Sylvain is fiery and ferocious, stronger than anything Locke
has ever encountered. And hotter, too. But time is running out. Locke must tame the prince’s
wild heart. If he fails his trial, he’ll lose his inheritance and ruin his family’s name.

Without Sylvain, Locke could lose his chance to become a
true summoner… along with his shot at true love.

Excerpt

The invisible entity’s breath rushed on the breeze,
seductive and strong. The faint beat of its heart sounded like the playing of a distant drum.
Above all things else I could taste the overwhelming power on the tip of my tongue, a
palpable flavor of strange, alien magic.

I had to have it. I needed to earn my Summoner’s Crest. It
was finally my time. I had to make my father proud, wherever he could be. I thrust my hand
out, the grimoire levitating at eye level, pages fluttering in an eldritch wind as it turned to
the correct section. The binding, the forging of a powerful contract.

“With iron will and stalwart heart I beseech you, great force
of the ether. Make yourself known. Manifest. In the name of the summoners that have come
before me, hear my words. Heed my call.”

A new wind swirled at my feet, sending leaves tumbling
upward, whipping at the branches. Gooseflesh rose all over my skin, my body’s response to
the tingle and thrum of gathering power. Something was here. Something was
responding.

Time to finish the incantation, the barest minimum for me
to qualify for the Summoner’s Crest. Time to complete the Pact of the Unknown.

“I invoke you, thing of the ether, unseen and unnamed.
Grant me time and space enough to bargain and barter, to forge a bond that may yet be
fruitful for us both.”

The wind howled, ripping at my cloak, shearing through my
hair, screaming into my ears. It was coming.

It was here.

Time to bring it all home.

“Nameless of the ether, dweller in the unknown, I call you. I
summon you. Come forth. Reveal yourself!”

Grass, leaves, and petals exploded in a burst from the
center of the clearing, filling the air with a swirl of green and gold. I shielded my eyes,
watching through the gaps in my fingers. Had it worked? It must have. I said all the words
correctly, channeled the torrent of great magic through my soul, my flesh. Nothing short of a
god could have resisted my summons.

And there he knelt in the center of the glade, his head low,
his neck loose, a powerfully built man wearing leather trousers and little else. He propped
himself up by one hand, groaning, rubbing at his forehead with the other, like someone
recovering from a hangover. A side effect of the invocation, possibly.

Black hair fell in soft wisps over his brow, across his pale
gold eyes. They took their time to focus, then filled with defiance, with wild devilry. He
glanced up at me, eyes widening, mouth turning up in anger. But even in fury the man was
devastating. That face, those lips, that — oh, gods, that body. He was the most beautiful
man I’d ever seen.

And then he opened his mouth.

About the Author

Nazri Noor is a California-
based author of Filipino and Malaysian descent. While capable of fluently cursing in three
languages, he only writes in English, and has been doing so in a professional capacity for
over 20 years. His urban fantasy novels feature wise-cracking heroes who save the world
with wits, style, and magic: think sass and class, while kicking ass.

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