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RELEASE BLITZ: “Hidden Blade” by Kaje Harper

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Book Title: Hidden Blade: The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022

Author and Publisher: Kaje
Harper

Cover Artist: Natasha
Snow

Release Date: October 4,
2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: First-time, clinical anxiety

Themes: Coming out, hurt-comfort

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 86 000
words

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

It is part of a shared-world
series. This is the first release from this year’s set.

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Sometimes
willpower isn’t enough.

Blurb

Cam

Social anxiety’s been my constant companion for
twenty-three years, sometimes in the background, sometimes silencing me and yanking my

guts out in the nearest trash can. No matter how much I love playing music, I’m never going
to get up on a stage and perform in front of a crowd. But since I met Erik, and was asked to
join his band Hellsbane, that knowledge hurts worse.

No heart (even Erik’s) or dick (even Erik’s) is big
enough to carry me past my limits, but God, I wish there was a way.

Erik

Life’s damned unfair when a guy with the voice of a
hard-rock angel and a songwriting talent like Cam’s can only post anonymous videos online.
But you can’t cure anxiety with wanting, or willpower. My drummer needs to quit trying to
push Cam onstage with us before he breaks.

Rocktoberfest’s still our goal, and touring with
Hellsbane was my only ambition, until I met Cam. Now I can’t have everything I love in one
place, but dammit, I wish there was a way.

A first-times, life challenges, coming out,
rockstar romance.

Hidden Blade is part of the multi-author The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022 series. Each book
can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see who hits the stage next? Hot
rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for? Kick back, load up your
kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest!

Excerpt

Cameron

“You suck.” I glared at Andre as I clutched the puke bucket
between my knees.

“Hey, you did it, dude.” He took his eyes off the road for a
second to grin at me. “You got through a whole set and walked off that stage with your head
held high.”

“And my intestines climbing out my mouth.”

“Ew, gross image.”

“You’re a nurse. You eat gross images for
breakfast.”

Andre threw his head back and laughed. “Okay, you got me.
But seriously, wasn’t that even a little bit cool?”

“The bit where I puked in the john before I went onstage,
or the part where I got as far as the dumpster down the block afterward?”

“Oh, the dumpster. For sure.” He patted my knee. “I won’t
push you anymore. But you were a hit. If you wanted a job or a good fuck, they were lining
up to offer it to you. Maybe both at the same time.”

“Hah. Bullshit.” I’m skinny and beanpole-tall and I haven’t
cut my hair in years because reasons, and I have this nose that I only don’t hate because it’s
just like my dad’s was.

“I mean it.” At the stoplight he fished in his pocket and
pulled out a card. “Lead singer of this group was drooling all over your set and he came
looking for you like a moose hunting its mate when you were done.”

“You make him sound so appealing.” I took the card from
his fingers. “Apparently I could’ve fucked a moose. Wow.”

“Or been fucked by.” The light turned and Andre hit the gas.
“He wasn’t that bad, for an older dude. I know you like them with some years on
’em.”

“Shut up, Bones.”

“Only the truth, Spock.”

I chuckled, despite the acid still churning around in my
stomach. No one on the planet knew me as well as Andre, and in one regrettably truthful
moment years back I’d spilled my attraction to silver foxes and solid older men. He liked to
tease me, but never in a mean way, and he kept bigger secrets of mine than that one. “I’m
not trying to get laid.”

“You should be. Seriously, Cam, you’ve been with what, two
guys in your whole life? A man has needs, or so I tell Lyssa every day.”

“That girl is way too good for you.”

“Woman, Cameron. Don’t let the g-word cross your lips. And you’re damn right she’s
too good for me. The key is never letting her figure that out, am I right?”

“Sure. Whatever you say.” Andre was the best. His clowning
was intended to distract me, keeping my anxious brain from fixating on what-the-shit-did-I-just-do??? Which I shouldn’t have let myself think about, dammit, and I flipped the card
over in my fingers to focus on something else. Hellsbane. A familiar band logo and on
the next line, Erik Svenson – lead guitar and
vocals. With a phone number, an email,
Instagram, Bandcamp, and Twitter.

Hellsbane’s business card! I’d known they’d be there, of course, even if we deliberately arrived
only just in time for my set, so I hadn’t heard them play. And if they’d been in the audience, I
hadn’t recognized a single face in the one panicked look I’d allowed myself. Although…
There’d been a big blond, bearded guy up front who might’ve been their lead singer… Our
eyes had met, and he hadn’t laughed at the fear in mine.

Was that Erik? Watching me? Fuck, maybe I should’ve
played my new song, even if the chorus wasn’t polished yet. Or not skipped that
instrumental bridge, except if I’d stopped singing, I might not’ve started again.
How bad did I screw up in front of Erik
Svenson?…

About the Author

I get asked about my name a
lot. It’s not something exotic, though. “Kaje” is pronounced just like “cage” – it’s an old
nickname, and my pronouns are she/her/hers. I’ve been writing far longer than I care to
admit (*whispers – forty-five years*), although mostly for my own entertainment. I write
M/M romance, often with added mystery, fantasy, historical, SciFi, paranormal… I also have
Young Adult short stories (some released under the pen name Kira Harp.)

After decades of writing just
for fun, my husband convinced me I really should submit something, somewhere. My first
professionally published book, Life Lessons, came out in May 2011. I now have a good-sized
backlist in ebooks and print, both free and professionally published, including Amazon
bestseller The Rebuilding Year and Rainbow Award Best Mystery-Thriller Tracefinder: Contact.
A complete list with links can be found on my website “Books” page at https://kajeharper.com/books/.

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COVER REVEAL: “Beauty and Valor” by Jessamyn Kingley

COVER REVEAL

Book Title: Beauty and
Valor (D’Vaire, Book 32)

Author and Publisher:
Jessamyn Kingley

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of
Mayhem Cover Creations

Release Date: October 20,
2022

Genres: MM Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Tropes: Fated mates

Themes: Love, overcoming obstacles

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 88 638
words

It is not a standalone story
but does the book end on a
cliffhanger.

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Perfection comes in many
forms, and true courage is beautiful.

Blurb

Preston Hawthorneonca-Stone is a warrior. In a fit of rage,
his father changed Preston’s life on a horrible day in 1994. Now a brain injury survivor,
Preston lives with his brother and their growing family. A recent addition to the Council of
Sorcery and Shifters, Preston has landed his dream job of working with animals.

Resurrected in 1995, Ridgely Walsh is dedicated to his job

and the tightknit group of friends he considers family. With his penchant for honesty, Ridgely
is the level-headed and sometimes hard-assed member of their little group. Ridgely doesn’t
play foolish games, and he accepts people at face value.

Although Ridgely yearns for a mate, nothing prepares him
for the moment he meets Preston. The beautiful jaguar-human hybrid with the big brown
eyes halts Ridgely in his tracks. Ridgely rapidly discovers his true purpose is to be a good
partner to his other half. Preston is equally taken with Ridgely but fears how the fallen knight
will handle his imperfections. Together, they must navigate the path Fate chose for them and
discover what it means to love unconditionally.

Excerpt

As Preston walked to the table, Ridgely rose and
immediately understood by the hitch in the hybrid’s gate that his slow speech wasn’t the
only unique thing about him. Ridgely’s mind processed that information. In the Council
world, they staffed hospitals and clinics with druids capable of mending nearly every malady.
What they could not fix was anything in the brain and some issues in the spinal cord.

Ridgely wondered if Preston had been born with some
anomaly or if he’d suffered an accident. As a human hybrid, Preston was more delicate than
an average shifter, but neither that nor his physical challenges bothered Ridgely. His curiosity
was genuine, but Ridgely would allow Preston to reveal his secrets in his own time. When his
mate was ready, Ridgely hoped to understand what set him apart, but it was one of the
many things intriguing about Preston.

With a smile, Ridgely circled the table and aided Preston
into his seat.

“I’m so glad to see you,” Ridgely told Preston.

“I’m sorry I walk slow,” Preston replied, consternation
making his brow furrow, and he locked his gaze on the shiny white plates on the
table.

His lips pursed, Ridgely strode to his chair and sat. “I can’t
imagine why you’re apologizing to me for how you walk. It makes no difference to me how
you get to the table, just as long as you’re here.”

Preston’s dimples deepened as he lifted his head and
smiled at Ridgely. “Dates are scary.”

“Right? I changed my shirt three times.”

“I picked mine out yesterday. My family helped.”

Their server appeared and took their drink orders. Ridgely
went with a beer, while Preston chose a raspberry tea.

“I feel bad that I’m drinking and you’re not,” Ridgely
said.

With a twist of his mouth, Preston’s thick lashes concealed
his dark eyes. “I have to take some medications, and I’m not supposed to have alcohol with
them.”

“I hope you don’t feel like apologizing for that too.”

Preston pulled his lips in, and humor danced in his gaze. “I
was considering it.”

“Believe it or not, I figured that out. Your face is pretty
expressive.”

“I know. It makes me a terrible liar.”

Ridgely chuckled. “That’s fine with me. I’m not a fan of
dishonesty.”

“I don’t like it either.”

“Let’s decide what we’re ordering so we can compare notes
and find more things in common.”

“Okay,” Preston said. “Have you eaten here
before?”

“Once. I had steak, I think. I remember the food being
delicious.”

Their drinks arrived, and they informed the server of their
choices of cuisine. The server took the menus and left them alone again.

“I have a hard time remembering things,” Preston informed
Ridgely quietly. His lanky frame tensed, and Ridgely’s instinct was to soothe the troubled
man. “Jordan used to make me lists for my daily hygiene and other routine tasks. Without
them, I’d forget to do the basics like brushing my teeth, taking my medications, putting
everything I need for the day in my bag, and feeding my kittens.”

“Sounds to me like you guys approached a problem and
found a workable solution.”

“You have a positive attitude. I like that about you.”

“Thank you, Dimples. I like you too. Tell me more about
your job. I know you’re a big animal lover. Have you always worked at rescues?”

Preston grinned at the nickname, and Ridgely loved the joy
on his beautiful face.

“No, I couldn’t get anyone to hire me when we lived as
humans. The Council has programs designed to help people like me, and that’s how I was
hired at Felidaes. I worked in a restaurant prior to that. My boss was nice, but it was
boring.”

“I’m glad you joined the Council, otherwise it might’ve
been a long time before we met.”

“I read that humans killed the leaders of the fallen
knights.”

Ridgely nodded. “They did centuries ago. I try not to be
biased against anyone, but the humans I’ve interacted while I’m working haven’t treated me
or my co-workers kindly.”

“It wasn’t horrible to live as humans, but it was a lie. I
didn’t want to make friends because I hated being dishonest about myself. Although Jordan
worked hard to ensure I had the care I needed, I had to switch doctors constantly so they
wouldn’t discover I was a hybrid. I’m happy I don’t have to deal with that any longer. I have
more opportunities, and it’s a relief to be myself. And we had to shift in our apartment, so
my beast didn’t like that.”

Their food arrived, and Ridgely eagerly dug into his
potatoes. Just as Ridgely remembered, the taste was exquisite, but not nearly as enchanting
as the man across from him.

About the Author

Jessamyn Kingley lives in
Nevada where she begs the men in her head to tell her their amazing stories which she
dutifully writes it all down in what has become a small mountain of notebooks. She falls in
love with each couple and swears whatever book she wrote last is her absolute
favorite.

Jessamyn is married and
working toward remembering to start the dishwasher without being distracted by the scent
of the magical detergent. For personal enjoyment, she aids in cat rescue while slashing and
gashing her way through mobs in various MMORPGs. Caffeine is her very best friend and is
only cast aside briefly for the sin better known as BBQ potato chips.

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RELEASE BLITZ: “The Things We Find” by BL Maxwell.

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: The Things We Find

Author and Publisher: BL
Maxwell

Release Date: September 28,
2022

Genre: MM Paranormal
Fantasy

Tropes: Friends to lovers,
hurt/comfort, protector, man in peril

Themes: new relationship
interrupted

Length: 42 000
words

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

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Some things are better left
alone

Blurb

Some things are better left alone.

Dane Jones works from home with only his three dogs for
company. When he stumbles onto a social media page about urban exploring, he’s curious
about different sites around Sacramento that seem like they’d be interesting to investigate.
He starts chatting with Griff Warren, and after a few conversations he’s even more excited to
go.

Griff Warren is also curious about urban exploring, but he
has very little interest in experiencing something paranormal. When the guy he’s been
chatting with in the online group is so enthusiastic to go, it’s contagious. They plan to go to a
warehouse and while there, experience something they can’t explain.

Dane and Griff were looking for an adventure, but they find
more than they bargained for at a deserted farmhouse on the river. When Dane finds an old
toy discarded in one of the rooms, both of them are thrown into a world neither
understands. Full of cursed objects, strange markings, and powers, neither knows how to
handle. Lucky for them, Griff’s Friend knows exactly who can help.

#MMParanormal #UrbanFantasy #Friendstolovers

Excerpt

“Blake said everyone is ready to go as soon as you two want to.
I think he’s surprised you were still interested after what you saw at the cemetery.” Sid didn’t
look up from his phone as he talked.

“Let’s go soon, if I think about it too long, I’ll talk myself out of
it.”

I could see Dane wasn’t completely sold on this idea, but I also
knew how badly he wanted to know the mark he wore would protect him if he needed it to.
And I wanted him safe. I didn’t want him to ever be at the mercy of another being taking
control of him. “Let’s go on Thursday, we can take off early and get there before dark.”

“Good idea, it’s a slow week so we can definitely get out of
here early. Let’s make sure we have everything we need so we can leave as soon as we’re
done. I’d rather not be there after dark.” Sid looked at the two of us before clapping his
hands together. “Okay then, if we’re all done here?”

“Yeah, give me just a minute to walk Dane out.” I took his hand
and led him to the door. “Thanks so much for the coffee, that was sweet of you.” He gave me
an odd look until we walked out the door and I pressed him against the wall. “Sorry, but I
didn’t want you to leave without a kiss.”

“This feels like more than a kiss,” he whispered.

“Oh, it’s more than a kiss. If we were alone, it would
definitely be more than a kiss.”

He laughed and bowed his head before meeting my eyes again.
“Do you think we’re making a mistake going back?”

About the Author

BL Maxwell grew up in a small town listening to her grandfather spin tales about his
childhood. Later she became an avid reader and after a certain vampire series she became
obsessed with fanfiction. She soon discovered Slash fanfiction and later discovered the MM
genre and was hooked.

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

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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.

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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

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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!

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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
does not end on a cliffhanger. HFN.

Goodreads

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Amazon UK

Also available on audio – narrated by Greg Boudreaux

Audible
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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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RELEASE BLITZ: “The Impossible Childhood of My Desires” by Rick R. Reed.

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: The Impossible Childhood of My Desires

Author: Rick R.
Reed

Publisher: JMS
Books

Cover Artist: Written Ink
Designs

Release Date: September 24,
2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Themes: Transgender Awakening and Acceptance, long-term relationship
facing a challenge

Heat Rating: 2 flames

Length: 60 000
words

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

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“Well, isn’t queer
adulthood, if one is lucky, having the impossible childhood of your desires?”

― Joss Lake,
Future Feeling

Blurb

Carl Young’s biggest secret: he’s always felt like Cara Young.
Through the years, he acknowledged his authentic female self in ways he kept hidden in the
shadows. The makeup, the dresses, the shoes — all of them represented his most longed-for
desires and his deepest shame.

When Carl’s husband Roberto comes home early
from work to discover Cara in her wig, makeup, dress, and high heels, he’s shocked. Who is
this person he married decades ago? He flees, leaving their home in Chicago for the
obliviousness of the sunny skies of Southern California.

Cara begins making tentative steps into a world she
imagined would always remain secret. She ventures out, dressing the only way she feels
whole. Publicly claiming her identity, she’s terrified, but also filled with joy when she
discovers there are others like her, people who will welcome her with open arms and
support.

But for both Roberto and Cara, their long-term and
love-filled marriage is now a challenge with which they both must reckon. Does her
transition mean following separate paths? Or forging a new one … together?

Excerpt

He tried to hold his discomfort and shivering in abeyance as
he climbed the boulders at the north end of the beach and sat down on the cold and wet
rock. He wished he’d worn a warmer coat because he longed to stay here a while, in the
quiet, the only sound the rhythmic pull and push of the waves against the shore. There was
something mesmerizing about watching the flakes drift down, disappearing into the pewter-
colored water. Visibility was nil, but he could see the sun above as a white orb, a glow amidst
the overcast skies.

“You know, it’s all right.”

The voice came to him more through his head than
his ears. He turned.

Sitting next to him was his mother. Carl wasn’t
surprised.

She was as she appeared when he was a little boy —
a beautiful woman whose Sicilian heritage endowed her with the most penetrating green
eyes and the creamiest olive complexion. “And the biggest nose,” she’d probably add,
laughing. Staring out at the waves, her face was unlined, her hair glossy, dark, curling around
her face. She wore a mouton coat he’d remembered from his childhood. Once upon a time,
he’d slip into her closet and don the coat; it was unbelievably soft and warm. Its satin lining
was a wonderful contrast to the plushness of the fur. He could smell his mother’s perfume
and the faintest hint of cigarette smoke on the coat.

It was almost like being given a hug from
her.

“What’s all right?” he asked, almost as if talking to
his younger — and dead — mother on a beach in the middle of a blizzard was the most
normal thing in the world. “The fact that you lost your battle with cancer?” The tears welling
in his eyes worried him because he feared they’d freeze. “Because, Mom, I can tell you, that
is not all right.” He wiped wet snow from his cheeks. “What will I do without you? Who will I
call on Sundays? Who will care about what happens to me? Who will listen now? How will I
feel the hole left in your absence?”

He had a lot of questions.

She waved his concerns away. Her nails were long,
blood red, just as they’d been when she was young. She stopped caring as she got older and
kept them clipped short, no polish. “Don’t be so dramatic. You always were. I was old, honey.
And the cancer they said they got all of?” She chuckled. “They were wrong.” She shrugged.
“It happens. The big C stands for cancer, right?”

He nodded.

“Well, it also stands for cunning, because it is. It
comes down to a fight for survival. I take comfort in the fact that even though the big C won
the battle, I won the war.” She smiled, looking Carl in the eye. “No more host. That cancer
just lost his job.”

They sat silently for a long time. Carl wondered if
he’d died and now they were in some sort of afterlife. It was quiet enough. The still made it
seem as though they were the only two people on the planet.

“Well, what did you mean then? What’s all
right?”

She turned and reached out her hands, not quite
reaching his cheeks. He wondered if she was capable of touch or if her hands would reach
him as a cold gust. “You. You’re all right. Just as you are. I’m sorry it took me so long to
realize it. I wish I had told you this when you were little and I caught you wearing my clothes
or makeup.” She shrugged. “Hindsight. But Carl, you’re okay and you will be okay. Don’t let
anyone stop you.”

“From what?”

“From being exactly who you are.”

Carl closed his eyes and that caused the tears to fall
at last. They made him colder, but they made him human.

When he opened his eyes again, he was alone on
the beach.

About the Author

Rick R. Reed is an award-
winning and bestselling author of more than fifty works of published fiction. He is a Lambda
Literary Award finalist. Entertainment Weekly has described his work as “heartrending and
sensitive.” Lambda Literary has called him: “A writer that doesn’t disappoint…”

Rick lives in Palm Springs, CA,
with his husband, Bruce, and their two rescue dogs, Kodi and Joaquin.

Find him at http://www.rickrreedreality.blogspot.com.

Email: rickrreedbooks@gmail.com

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AUDIOBOOK TOUR: “Home Work” by Kaje Harper.

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Book Title: Home Work
(Life Lessons 3)

Author and Publisher: Kaje
Harper

Narrator: JF
Harding

Release Date:
September 6, 2022

Genre: Mystery/Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Hurt-comfort, established couples, parenting

Themes: Found family

Heat Rating: 3
flames

Length: 10 hours and 28
minutes

It is not a standalone story.
Listen/read books 1 and 2 first.

The book does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Murder, trauma, and


raising children – who said love was easy?

Blurb

Mac and Tony thought the hard part was over. They’re
together openly as a couple, sharing a home and building a life with their two kids. It’s what
they dreamed of.

But daughter Anna struggles with the changes, Ben
is haunted by old secrets, Mac’s job in Homicide still demands too much of his time, and
Tony is caught in the middle. It’ll take everything these men can give to create a viable
balance between home and work. Especially when life refuses to give them a break.

(This is a lightly edited rerelease of the 2012 original
novel.)


About the Author

I get asked about my name a
lot. It’s not something exotic, though. “Kaje” is pronounced just like “cage” – it’s an old
nickname, and my pronouns are she/her/hers. I’ve been writing far longer than I care to
admit (*whispers – forty-five years*), although mostly for my own entertainment. I write
M/M romance, often with added mystery, fantasy, historical, SciFi, paranormal… I also have
Young Adult short stories (some released under the pen name Kira Harp.)

After decades of writing just
for fun, my husband convinced me I really should submit something, somewhere. My first
professionally published book, Life Lessons, came out in May 2011. I now have a good-sized
backlist in ebooks and print, both free and professionally published, including Amazon
bestseller The Rebuilding Year and Rainbow Award Best Mystery-Thriller Tracefinder: Contact.
A complete list with links can be found on my website “Books” page at https://kajeharper.com/books/.

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