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Book Title: Stolen Heart

Author: Kristian Daniels

Publisher: FriesenPress

Cover Artist: FriesenPress

Genre/s: M/M Romance

Trope/s: Friends to lovers

Themes: Coming out, Forgiveness, Love, Hate crime

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 60 000 words/284 pages

It is a standalone book.

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Will Elliott’s past dampen his new life?

Blurb

Life is better with you.

As a teen, Elliott Denison grapples with life, love and sexuality. His heart had been shattered every time his parents pushed him away. Life had forced him to be strong enough to endure Stanstead’s biggest bully and strong enough to come into his own as an openly gay man.

Now he was 26 years old, and a wave of emotion invaded him as though a switch had been sparked in his mind when Chase Harrison unexpectedly crossed his path. Everything Elliott ever wanted growing up was there in front of him. It doesn’t take long for Elliott to enter into Chase’s life.

Then the ugly past rears its head. Only this time, the face is a shadowy online stalker and an anonymous hater.

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Excerpt

I got back home a few hours later. “Hi, I’m back,” I said. As I headed towards my room, my father asked me to join him in the living room. I did.

“What?”

My father was sitting in his chair with my mother by his side. Something didn’t look right.

“Are you a homosexual?” my father asked calmly but sternly as he turned my laptop around. I hadn’t even noticed it there.

My worst nightmare was staring at me. Ah, shit. “How come my laptop is down here?” I asked.

“I asked you a question,” my father said.

My eyes started darting around as if looking for a place to hide, but I finally looked at my father and answered, “I don’t know.”

“This is a sin!” my father yelled, slamming the laptop shut. He approached me, pointing his finger at me. “This behaviour stops now, you hear? I will not have a sinner in my house! We didn’t bring you up like this, and no son of mine will partake in such disgusting, perverted activities! If you don’t change, I will send you to conversion therapy.”

I looked at my mother for some support or compassion, but she stood there and did nothing. My father stormed outside and slammed the door behind him.

“Mom,” I said, “I’m sorry you had to find out this way.”

“You are a sinner,” she said, slapping me across the face. “You are a disgrace to this family. I would rather have a criminal for a son than a pervert. If you want to remain part of this family, you will cease this deviant behaviour immediately; otherwise, I want you out of this house.”

“Mom, please… Don’t say that. It’s not my fault. I tried to resist these feelings. Believe me, I tried.” My eyes were starting to tear up.

“You didn’t try hard enough,” she said.

“This is how God made me, Mom. I can’t change that.”

Her eyes became dark, and her pupils dilated, “Don’t you take the lord’s name in vain! Why do you insist on hurting us like this?”

“I don’t want to hurt you! Do you think this is to hurt you?”

“Liar!” Her face was so close to mine that I could smell her breath. Then she walked out.

I ran outside, slammed the door behind me, and sat on the front steps, trembling. I couldn’t stop sobbing. I called Chad and asked him if I could crash at his place.

“What happened?” Chad asked.

“My parents found out I was gay! They saw the video on my laptop. The things they said to me were so hurtful. I can’t live here anymore! All that matters to them is what the bible says! They’re ready to throw me out! I don’t mean anything to them!”

“Calm down,” Chad said. “I’ll come to pick you up. Pack your things.”

I went inside, grabbed all that would fit in my duffle bag, and stormed back outside to wait for Chad. I didn’t bother telling my parents where I was going; they wouldn’t care anyway. Chad drove up the driveway, I got in, and we left.

“What did you tell your parents?”

“I told them what you told me,” Chad said.

“Are they cool with me coming over?”

“Yes, they’re fine with it. How are you holding up?”

“I’m not sure. I don’t know what to think. I feel so ashamed.”

“Don’t. It’s not your fault.” As we pulled up the driveway to his house, Chad suggested that I see a school counsellor next week. “Maybe they can help.”

“Yeah, maybe. Thanks for everything,” I said.

As we walked in, Chad’s parents met us at the door. His mom said, “Hi, Elliott, welcome. I want you to feel comfortable here. Consider this your home now. Chad told us a bit of what happened, and we’re so sorry you had to live that.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Hardwicke.

“Come, I’ll show you your room,” Chad said as we walked up the stairs. “Rest up. If you need anything, I’m just across the hall. It will be alright, I promise.” Chad hugged me and went back downstairs.

I sat on the bed, hunched over with my head in my hands, rocking. “What am I suppose to do now? Am I such a bad person?”

About the Author

Kristian Daniels writes coming of age, gay romance and gay love stories. His stories are about the life and tribulations of the LGBTQs community, their fight to be accepted and loved. It’s also about their struggles, rejection and their suffering. Writing a novel was always a thirst for him, and with Stolen Heart, it became a reality.

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BLOG TOUR: “Sweet Hart” by Rae Marks. $25.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

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Book Title: Sweet Hart

Author: Rae
Marks

Publisher: Pride
Publishing

Cover Artist: Erin
Dameron-Hill

Release Date: May 11, 2021

Genre/s:. Contemporary M/M Romance (Action/Adventure)

Trope/s: Fake boyfriend

Themes: Finding belonging, Moving on from the past

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 79 900 words/
approx. 300 pages

This is the first book in The
Hart Consulting Series, but can stand alone.

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In order to stay alive, Bray
and Sam must appear to be lovers.

What happens when
pretending becomes too real?

 

Blurb

When Brayden stumbles into a covert operation, Sam has
to keep him alive. Together they navigate their unexpected attraction and the world of the
Ukrainian mafia.

Brayden Hart needs to find his older brother Mason and
time is running out. Mason disappeared after being discharged from the military two years
before. While on leave from the army, Bray follows a lead his friend has been able to find.
When he knocks on the door of a dingy apartment outside Miami, the last person he
expects to meet is the gorgeous but grumpy Sam Wheeler.

Sam denies knowing Bray’s brother and turns him away.
But Sam is Bray’s only lead. Luckily, Bray’s childhood friend is one of the best hackers in the
country and helps Bray follow Sam to Ukraine.

In Kiev, Bray falls blindly into the fray of a covert operation
and Sam steps in to keep him alive. While navigating the choppy waters of the Ukrainian
mafia, Bray and Sam fall into the bedroom. But what happens when the mission
ends?

 

Excerpt

“I’ll let you relax,” Sam said as he stood.

“Don’t go. You said I couldn’t sleep. I want to relax, but if
you keep me talking, I won’t fall asleep.”

With a nod, Sam backed away and sat on the closed toilet.
From there, he could only see Bray from the shoulders up.
Much less of a temptation.

“This feels amazing. The warmth is seeping into my bones.
Today definitely didn’t turn out how I thought it would.”

Sam snorted. “Ditto. I thought I was in for a fairly mundane
business trip.”

Bray reached for the little soap provided by the hotel but
flinched. Sam jumped up to get it for him. He tried not to look at Bray’s lower half, but his
eyes caught on the bruises.

“Are they getting worse?” Sam asked.

“I’d only worry if it hurt to breathe. You’re quite the mother

hen, Sam Wheeler.”

Sam looked up at the sound of his alias. The last name
sounded so wrong coming from Bray’s mouth, but the kid was smiling like he was proud of
himself. Sam found himself smiling back until his gaze fell once again to the black-and-blue
marks on Bray’s abs.

“I feel responsible,” he murmured as he returned to sit on
the toilet lid.

“You couldn’t have stopped me. I did my best to hide the
fact I was following you.”

“Next time I’ll remember to have one of my men sit on
you.”

Bray’s eyes went wide.

“Not like that. Don’t get all offended. I meant trail you,
make sure you don’t leave the States.”

“I want to apologize,” Bray said. “I’ve caused you a lot of
trouble today with your…associates and I didn’t mean to. You don’t know how relieved I was
to see you walk into that room. I knew you’d come for me.”

Sam wasn’t sure how true that last sentence was, but he
was sure the rest was true. The look in Bray’s eyes made Sam uncomfortable.

“Don’t look at me like I’m some hero, Bray.”

“You’re a good man, Sam Wheeler. I knew it right away, and
today, you proved it.”

“I didn’t prove anything. My business is about as dark as
you can get. I’m not a good man.”

“You are to me. I might be naïve, but I think that counts for
something.”

“Don’t see pixie dust where there is none. It wouldn’t
behoove me to have left you there at their mercy. I had selfish reasons for getting you out of
there.”

“I’m sure you did.” Bray smiled.

Maybe he was getting too into his role, but that smile was
one of both indulgent patience and dirty little nymph. It was a smile one boyfriend would
give another and Sam hated how much he loved looking at it.

 

About the Author

Rae has been secretly
penning romances since high school. It started with short stories that grew into full-length
novels. When she received her first Kindle and had thousands of books at her fingertips, she
became a little distracted from writing. Then one day she read a book that she would have
written a different way. She began writing again and hasn’t stopped since.

When she’s not writing, Rae
can usually be found reading, walking along the beaches of Half Moon Bay, or taking her
geriatric dog to the vet, yet again.

 

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BLOG TOUR: “Unholy” by Morgan Brice. Read by Kale Williams.

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Book Title: Unholy (Witchbane #5)

Author: Morgan
Brice

Publisher: Darkwind
Press

Narrator: Kale
Williams

Release Date: March 30,
2021

Genre: Urban fantasy, MM paranormal romance

Tropes: Supernatural suspense,
hurt/comfort, hot sex, dark magic, evolving relationship, ghosts

Themes: Trust, the power of found family

Heat Rating: 4
flames

Length: 6 hours and 33
minutes

It is the 5th book in the
Witchbane series but can be read as a standalone.

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A cycle of ritual murders. A coven of dark warlocks, drawing
their immortality from the magic of their dead master. Two men sworn to stop the deaths,
destroy the warlocks, and avenge the victims. Except this time, the killer flips the
script.

Seth Tanner swore vengeance on the dark witches who
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 complete the quest and bring an
end to the 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. 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?

Unholy is an urban fantasy MM paranormal romance
with plenty of supernatural suspense, hurt/comfort, hot sex, found family, dark magic, and
paranormal thrills. It is part of a series but can be read as a standalone and features an
evolving, established romantic relationship with all the feels. Intended for readers 18 years
of age and older.

 

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: “Haven” by Morgan Brice.

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Book Title: Haven

Author: Morgan
Brice

Cover Artist: Alexandria
Corza

Release Date: April 8,
2021

Genre/s: MM paranormal romance/mystery

Trope/s: Action, mystery, hurt/comfort, geeks in love, supernatural
secrets, a brave historian and a lovelorn private detective, plus a guaranteed HEA. Old
secrets, hidden psychics, secret shifters, ghosts, scandals—and true love.

Themes: Age gap, starting over, friends to lovers,

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 60 000 words/200
pages

It is a standalone book, but
there are soft ties to Morgan’s Fox Hollow series. Other than the shared elements of the
magic emporium, it does not connect to any of the other books in the Magic Emporium
series.

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Old secrets, hidden
psychics, secret shifters, ghosts, scandals—and true love.

 

Blurb

A series of long-ago disappearances leads cold case private
detective Austin Williams to investigate a troubled sanitarium. Jamie Miller is new in town,

temporarily running the local historical association, and he willingly signs on to help solve
Austin’s mystery. Sparks fly between them as they dig into the hospital’s troubled past. But
someone wants the past to stay buried—and is willing to bury Austin and Jamie to keep it
that way.

Haven is part of the Magic Emporium series. Each
book stands alone, but each one features an appearance by Marden’s Magic Emporium, a
shop that can appear anywhere, but only once and only when someone’s in dire need. This
book contains explicit scenes, action, mystery, hurt/comfort, geeks in love, supernatural
secrets, a brave historian and a lovelorn private detective, plus a guaranteed HEA. It is
loosely connected to my Fox Hollow series.

 

Excerpt

The alarm on Jamie’s phone went off, telling him it
was time to lock up. “I have to close on time,” Jamie said, sorry to bring the conversation to
an end. “Our insurance company won’t let me stay open beyond the posted times or have
anyone inside after we’re closed.”

Austin rose. “I understand. Thanks for listening. I’ll
be glad for any help.” He paused. “One more question—where’s a good place to get a bite to
eat?” he asked with a slightly shy smile that sent a surge of heat to Jamie’s
groin.

“Do you like pizza? Moosehead Inn is a locals’ joint
that serves great food. I was going to head over once I lock up—you’re welcome to join me
if you don’t have other plans,” Jamie offered, trying to sound nonchalant.

Did I just ask him out? Holy shit. I haven’t done
that in…forever.

Austin brightened, and his smile grew broader. “I’d
like that. I’ll wait outside. Can we walk there? I didn’t bring my car.”

Jamie nodded, still a little surprised at his own
boldness. “Sure. See you in a few minutes.”

He ushered Austin out the door and locked it
behind him. Fortunately, Jamie had gotten a head start on the lock-up checklist before the
sexy stranger arrived. He powered down the computer and started flipping off light switches
as he made his way toward the back door.

This was the part he really disliked. Once he turned
on the alarm system, the security lights would come on. But on the way to the back door,
the old house got darker, and the shadows stretched longer with every switch he
flicked.

I thought I knew what I was getting into when I
took the job. But it’s just temporary, and I’m still sending out applications for something
better,
he reminded himself.

An old house like this was likely to have ghosts,
even without being turned into a museum of sorts. Bring together the personal belongings
of hundreds of people, bits of local history, journals, and letters, and it didn’t surprise Jamie
that the place was haunted. Even if no one else seemed to believe it.

Click, click, click. He turned off the lights in the foyer and the former sitting room and dining
room. Jamie had closed up the upstairs rooms early since it was a slow day. It held a storage
area, a library of books written by local authors and books about the Saranac Lake area, as
well as a conference room and a small classroom for lectures. The attic and basement were
storage areas that weren’t open to the public, which made Jamie very happy since both
gave him the creeps.

Click. The
lights in the old parlor went dark, and Jamie braced himself. On the nights the ghosts felt
frisky, this was when the
shenanigans started.

A cool breeze out of nowhere made the hair on the
back of Jamie’s neck rise. He heard the glissando of crystal pendants gently bumping
together, the decorative dangles on a vintage oil lamp in the parlor that shouldn’t have any
reason to move.

Jamie resolutely ignored the shadow gliding just at
the edge of his peripheral vision as he hurried down the hallway. The kitchen doubled as the
staff room and was the least haunted place in the building. Jamie heard footsteps on the
stairs and forced himself to breathe. He knew there was no one else in the old house—at
least, no one living.

In the room to his left by the back door, the former
sewing room for the ladies of the house, he glimpsed a familiar gray figure and heard the
swish of crinoline and linen. To his right, in the small office that was once the cook’s room, a
rocking chair creaked.

Jamie’s hand shook as he set the alarm. The ghosts
didn’t act up every night, and some evenings they were more riled than others. So far, none
of them had tried to hurt him. As unsettling as the ghostly manifestations were, Jamie
couldn’t object to spirits wanting to stay in a place that meant something to them. He didn’t
mess with them, and he really hoped that meant they would return the favor.

The alarm beeped, and the security lights came on,
dim but enough to send the shadows scurrying. The sounds stopped, and the house grew
quiet. Jamie slipped out the back door and checked the lock, then let out a long breath. The
halogen light above the door made the area around the steps almost as bright as day. He
shook off the weirdness and smiled, excited about dinner with Austin.

It’s not a date. But I wish it was.
Maybe…

This could be a pleasant diversion, Jamie told
himself. Austin was just in town to look up some family history, and Jamie’s role with the
archive was temporary. Nothing said they couldn’t have a little fun while their paths
crossed.

 

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: Audiobook “Flame and Ash” by Morgan Brice. Read by Kale Williams.

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Book Title: Flame and Ash

Author: Morgan
Brice

Publisher: Darkwind
Press

Narrator: Kale
Williams

Release Date: March 16,
2021

Genre: Urban fantasy MM paranormal romance

Trope/s: ghosts, magic, supernatural, monster hunters, established and
evolving relationship

Themes: Trust, found family, healing from past loss, letting go of grief and
guilt, learning to be a couple

Heat Rating: 4
flames

Length: 6 hours and 6
minutes

It can be read as a
standalone, although it is the fourth book in the Witchbane series.

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The hunters become the hunted when the witch knows
they’re coming to get him, and has deadly plans of his own.

 

Blurb

One hundred years ago, a sheriff’s posse killed dark warlock
Rhyfel Gremory, but his witch-disciples escaped, and their magic made them nearly
immortal. To keep their power, each year one of the witch-disciples kills a descendant of one
of the men in the posse, a 12-year cycle that has cost dozens of lives, including that of Seth
Tanner’s brother, Jesse.

Seth rescued Evan Malone from one of the witches, and
they’ve fallen in love despite the danger and chaos, going on the road to complete the quest
and bring an end to the ritual murders. Their relationship is new, their emotions are raw,
and the danger is real. It’s a challenge to find their way as a couple while they’re on the road
together in the close quarters of Seth’s RV, training in magic and combat skills to fight off a
supernatural killer.

Their quest to stop a century-long killing spree takes them
to a small town in the Blue Ridge Mountains. They’re ahead of the sacrifice cycle, with plans
to stop the murders and kill the dark witch. Only this time, the hunters become the hunted
when the witch knows they’re coming to get him, and has deadly plans of his own.

 

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: “Robin (Birds of a Feather 1)” by Rain Carrington. $25.00 Gift Card Giveaway Included!

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Book Title: Robin (Birds
of a Feather 1)

Author: Rain
Carrington

Publisher:
Self-Published

Cover Artist: Rain
Carrington

Genre/s: Contemporary M/M Romance

Trope/s: Forbidden love

Themes: Poor little rich boy falls in love with his “brother”

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 70 000
words

Book 2 pre-order will be
available on release day.

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Will Robin ever find the
love he’s been denied his entire life?

 

Blurb

Coming from wealth but neglected emotionally, Robin
Pavasaris flies to Connecticut, in search

of what he’d missed all his life. The love of a
parent.

What he got, however, was a wicked stepmother that
would rival those in fairy tales and a father succumbed to guilt, silent as he watches his son

hurt by another mother figure. Filip Pavasaris is helpless to act. In fact, Robin fears he’ll have
no ally in the huge, cold manor.

That’s until his half-brother, Alex, comes home from
graduate school. The first time they see one another, it was like Robin had found every
dream he hadn’t known he had. Then, he learns their relation and his heart is sore once
again.

It doesn’t matter, however, as Alex takes Robin under his
wing, teaching him how to survive in the home. The more time they spend together, the
more Robin fears he’s falling for his own brother. On top of that, he can never let anyone at
Dove’s Landing know he’s gay. Their religion wouldn’t allow a gay son, and he’d lose the
millions his mother coveted from his trust fund.

A confession and a kiss breaks everything apart, and Robin
runs for his life, and from his heartbreak.

This is an ongoing series, with temporary resolutions
at the end of each, along with a
few cliffhangers.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: dubcon/noncon, drug
use, and more! Please read the warning inside the book.

 

 

Excerpt

Robin Pavasaris was hurrying to the den near his room where Troy waited, ready to give him
his lessons for the day and something else. Troy was tall and handsome, in a geeky way, but
still, Robin thought he was perfect. Not to mention he loved the guy.

Their affair had started months previous, right around his eighteenth birthday. Troy and he
had flirted for the last couple years of Troy’s employment as his tutor, but he told Robin he
could do nothing about it, since Robin was underage. Once Robin hit that magic, invisible
marker, they’d kissed, made love, and since then, the lessons had been cut short in favor of
spending hours in bed instead.

When he got into the room, there he was, his boyfriend. Well, technically he wasn’t allowed
to call Troy that. Officially, he was Robin’s tutor, but he could have his secret.

“Hey,” he purred.

“Shh. Close the door,” Troy chided. After Robin did just that, he rushed to the table in the

middle of the room, the big glass and chrome desk pushed to the back of the room near the
oversized windows and sat close to Troy.

After a fast kiss on Troy’s succulent lips, Robin whispered, “I missed you.”

Troy was light skinned and marked with a thousand freckles, and Robin was in love with
every single one of them. “Stop horsing around, Robin. You have three finals coming up and
if you fail, your mother will kill me. She has to show your grades to your father.”

“I know, but I concentrate so much better after we…you know.”

Robin was terribly shy, but with Troy, he felt he could let his hair down a little. Not that his
actual hair could be let down, as short as it was, never growing over the tops of his ears, like
his mother liked it. The sandy blond color came from his father, as Chelsea’s was strict black,
but he did inherit her cat-green eyes.

“Not now,” Troy told him, impatient. “Work first, and if we have time…then we’ll fuck.”

“Don’t say it like that,” Robin pleaded, his romantic sensibilities unable to see anything they
were doing as less than the purest form of adoration.

“Fine. We can make love. Get that book open. I already have your assignments lined out
from the website.”

After a long sigh of disappointment, Robin set his mind to task, wanting to do what he had
to, to make Troy happy.

He didn’t care much if his grades suffered. He’d always been a straight-A student, so if his
grades flagged some, it wouldn’t hurt him much. He’d been accepted into a top college,
several, in fact, all far from home so he’d never have to visit if he didn’t want to.

The pages of the book were a blur as he read fast, taking in at least most of the information.
He studied in his room at night, and thought he was likely ready for his finals, but he’d never
disappoint Troy.

“Okay, finish up with that, study those last four pages, they’re big on the exam, then let’s get
to trig.”

“Ugh. I hate trig. I have to think too much.”

He finally got laughter from Troy. “I used to say the same thing. It’ll all come in handy once
you get to college.” He softened more and asked, “Are you excited? To go?”

“Yes. Very. I still hope you can come with me.”

“I live here, Robin. You need to go, start your life.”

Like every time he said things like that, Robin’s heart squeezed painfully, and he felt tears

springing to his eyes, that he quickly blinked away. “You’re…you’re part of my life, Troy.”

“Right now, I am. Robin, I said we’ll talk about this stuff later. Okay?”

Time felt like it was ticking louder and louder in his head, his heart beating right along with
it, faster and faster, until he felt like he couldn’t breathe. “It’s always later, Troy, and this is it!
There is no more later! I’m going away after the summer and we’ll… we might never see
each other again!”

Troy took his face into both hands and stopped Robin’s tirade with a kiss. At first, Robin tried
to pull back from the kiss, but like always, Troy’s warmth, the most warmth he’d gotten from
another human in his life, won over his pain. He let himself be kissed, tilting his head and
letting his breathing finally slow.

When the kiss ended, Troy’s saliva drying on Robin’s lips, he was again lulled into a sense of
love and need. “Let’s get back to work, and I promise, Robin, we’ll talk soon.”

 

About the Author

I love writing, it’s been my dream for many years, and in
October of 2013, when my first book went live on Amazon, that dream came true.

Writing love stories that are centered on flawed but lovable
characters is my passion. Finding love between people isn’t easy, nor should it be. Even in a
book, there have to be obstacles for the story to feel real.

I am a mother of three amazing people, and three adorable
fur babies. I live in Colorado but love many other places besides my home. One state in
particular is New Mexico, the state where I was born has always held a place in my
heart.

People and places make my stories what they are. Each
character I’ve written is a part of me in some way. Each place I write is as well. Adventures
come in many ways, and each of my stories has taken me on an adventure that I
treasure.

Come with me on my adventures and fall in love with my
characters, as I have. I promise, you will love the ride.

 

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Book Title: The Harder We Fall

Author: Rebecca Raine

Cover Artist: Bec Rivers

Release Date: March 29, 2021

Genre: MM Romance

Trope: Hurt/Comfort

Themes: Grief, Penance, Personal Growth

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 70,000 words

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Insomnia. It’s part of the penance I pay for my greatest mistake. But when an ill-timed doze behind the wheel of my car nearly introduces me to a pole, I know something has to change.

Sleep with Me, a locally-made meditation app, promises a cure. I don’t expect it to work. Nor do I expect to become enthralled by the voice of its creator, Sam Stephenson. His ability to coax forth my nightly surrender is unnerving. I have to meet this man and learn the secret behind his techniques, so I can evict him from my head—and still get a good night’s sleep.

In person, the quiet and reclusive Sam is his own kind of complicated. He needs my business skills as much as I need his meditation skills and we forge an unlikely partnership. But the attraction between us soon flares into passion and, as we grow closer, I start to long for more than my guilty conscience will allow.

I have no right to love, not after the damage I’ve done. How can I give Sam all he deserves, when our chance at a happy ending was ruined before we even met?

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“We’re running out of time.”

“So, we are,” I say with a false show of surprise. “It’s my fault, of course.” I pause, trying to figure out how to word the next part without making it obvious this was part of my plan all along. “I could always email you the questions. Then you can take as long as you like to answer them. After you send them back, I’ll write up a plan and we can meet again to discuss it.”

He looks aghast at the idea. “That’s a lot of work. I don’t want to take up too much of your time.”

“Actually, Sam, I’m the one asking for more of your time.” I brandish my most charming smile. It’s worked on men in the past, though I’m not usually trying this hard for the win. Desperation may have knocked the polish off.

Sam’s mouth drops open and somehow he manages to look panicked and thrilled at the same time. “You want to see me again?” he asks. “For the quid pro quo, I mean.”

“If you don’t mind.” I try to look calm, but my pulse is roaring like an express train. If he says no, I’m screwed. “I know this is all a bit odd, me coming to you the way I have. I suppose I hoped, once we met, you might be willing to give this whole process some more time.”

He shifts in his chair again, his gaze dropping. There’s no sign of his earlier trepidation, though, only a subtle wariness. “This was never going to be one hour, was it?”

“Not really, no,” I say, surprised at my honesty. “Not if we’re both going to get what we want from this.”

I can feel his attention all over me, even with his gaze glued to the table. “What exactly do you want from me, Tristan?”

It’s the voice. Right there in front of me. Coming from his mouth. Holy fuck.

Hearing that voice say my name, after all the ways I’ve used and abused his—in curses and moans and whispered pleas—is a goddamned fantasy come to life. Lust surges through my veins and I want to growl in frustration. This infatuation has to end. “I need to stop sleeping with you.”

His head snaps upright and we both gasp.

My right hand slaps over my mouth. “Fuck, I didn’t mean it like that.”

Looking away again, he releases a shaky breath. “It’s all right.” He runs absent hands along his arms, soothing a severe case of goosebumps. Sam is responding to my voice, my words, the same way I inevitably respond to his.

How would we respond to each other’s touch? Stifling a groan, I shift clenched fists into my lap. That’s not what this is about. I’m obsessed enough without learning the texture of his skin and the taste of his—

Sam starts to laugh, really laugh. “That stupid name,” he manages to say between breaths. “Sleep with Me. It wasn’t even my idea, but it certainly does get a reaction.” There’s another peel of laughter, as if he’s releasing all the tension from his body, and I find myself joining in. Every time we look at each other it gets worse and before I know it my stomach is sore from laughing. It feels good to laugh at myself. Weird, but good.

“Let me rephrase,” I say as we start to regain our composure. “What I mean is, now you’ve succeeded in getting me to sleep, I want to figure out how to do it on my own.”

“Should be easy enough. It’s probably something in the phrasing.”

Reality seeps back in, killing off the last of my amusement. “No, it’s something else.” Sam isn’t the first person to tell me to let go of my guilt. My mother used to say it constantly. It wasn’t your fault, Tristan. You shouldn’t blame yourself.She didn’t believe her words any more than I did, but she tried. “I don’t know what it is about you that’s different. I don’t think it’s necessarily something you can teach me, but whatever it is, I need to figure it out.”

“So, what’s the plan?” he asks with a baffled expression. “Are you going to hang around me until you get your answer through osmosis or something?”

“Maybe? I don’t know.” I drop my head into my hands. “Honestly, I’m making this up as I go along.”

“You and me both,” he says with a snort. “I don’t know if I can give you the answer you’re looking for, Tristan. But I’ll try.”

Slumping back in my chair, I release a sigh. “Thank you, Sam.”

He smiles that tiny smile and I try not to drool when his cheeks turn pink. “It’s my pleasure.”

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Rebecca is a long-time lover of all things romance. Whether it’s a book, movie, or real life, she will always have more fun if there’s a love interest thrown into the mix. She lives in Queensland, Australia with her very own hero husband, two quirky kids and one big, black dog. Other than reading and writing books, her favourite things include loud music, enjoying a glass of wine on the patio, organising everything in existence, and spending too much time on the Internet.

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Author: Ingrid Sterling

Publisher: Literary Wanderlust

Release Date: April 1, 2021

Genre/s: Contemporary M/M Romance, New Adult

Trope/s: One-night stand turned into true love; Forced proximity; Athlete with musician; closeted sports star

Themes: Self-acceptance, coming out publicly

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 79 000/263 pages

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Even at that young age Zach knew that those two truths – all-star athlete and homosexual male – could not exist concurrently. So, he’d started dating Rebecca, his devoutly Catholic girlfriend who wants to wait to have sex until she’s married, during his junior year of high school and never looked back.

But on the last night of a team trip to Rome, on the cusp of his senior season at Northwestern University, a Heisman, a number 1 draft pick and a National Championship, Zach seeks out one last anonymous encounter. He opens Grindr and slips out into the Italian summer night to meet Liam – Liam who has a face that looks like it was carved from Carrara marble by one of the ancient greats and whose brazen facade becomes sheepish when he’s asked about his past in Paris. The night is intense, better than Zach could have imagined. But like all one-night stands, it comes to an end by morning’s light.

But what happens to Zach’s carefully manicured plans for a professional football career and a life in the closet when Liam shows up, not only on the Northwestern campus the first day of the fall semester, but in Zach’s upper-level Plato seminar, too?

 

 

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“What are you doing in my upper level classics seminar?” Liam snapped.

Um, I’m fulfilling my degree requirements,” Zach snapped back. “What are you doing in my upper level classics seminar? You live in Rome.”

“No, I was regrouping in Rome. I’d been going to school in Paris before that but—Wait, degree requirements? You’re a Classics major? Mr. Hotshot-starting-quarterback is a Classics major?” Liam’s voice came out shriller than he would have liked.

Zach set his hips back against the table, crossing his arms with a sudden smugness. “A Classics major focusing in Pax Romana philosophers with a 3.7 GPA, you mean? Yeah. I am. How do you think I recognized that ridiculous Metamorphoses quote on your Grindr profile?”

“I figured you Googled it like everyone else usually did.”

Zach’s face softened at Liam’s unintentional reveal. “Why didn’t you say anything about coming to school in the States that night?” Zach asked.

Liam leveled him with a look. “I don’t remember us doing an awful lot of talking.”

“We talked enough. You could have mentioned it.”

“I’d only decided to come here a week or so before we met,” Liam explained. “I barely knew anything about Northwestern aside from the fact that it has a pretty well-respected music program. Certainly not enough to know it has some big deal football team. And besides, what were the chances?”

“I’m not a betting man, but I definitely wouldn’t have taken these odds.” Doe-eyed panic lingered on Zach’s face even as he shifted to a more conversational tone. “So, the music school, huh? That’s cool. I remember you had music on your desk. What do you play?”

“Piano mostly, but I’m a composition major. I added a Classics minor ‘cause I can, here. My other school didn’t offer liberal arts courses.” Zach nodded, and Liam realized it was probably his turn to attempt conversation. “A jock with a brain, then. Color me impressed.”

Zach gave a bored lift of his shoulder. “It makes for a great human-interest story. I think every bad pun about Greek gods or Roman gladiators has been made about me at least once. The ESPN announcers think they are so fucking clever.”

Liam stared at him. “You keep saying these things thinking I know what they mean.”

“ESPN.” Zach gave him a patient grin. “It’s a cable sports network that shows games. You know, on the TV.”

“Yeah, alright.” Liam’s pursed lips morphed into an unbidden smile.

It was impossible not to note how the tension in the room had slipped away. The looks that passed between them carried a certain playfulness once they were forced to accept the inconceivable fact that they were both here in the same city, at the same school, and even in the same class. And into that ease slipped the feelings of attraction and memories of the intimacy they’d found on Liam’s mattress by the end of their night together. Liam had sought hidden parts of Zach’s body with his fingers. That small, insinuating touch, burned into his memory, had ignited such terrified want in Zach’s bright blue eyes that Liam had known that he would have been allowed to feel Zach from the inside if only they’d had more time. One more night. One more hour, even. And now here Zach was, standing before him. It was as baffling as it was thrilling. Liam certainly wouldn’t mind if they wound up hooking up again.

“Look,” Zach started, “This is crazy that you’re here, and I hope you love your time at Northwestern as much as I have, but it’s probably for the best if we don’t interact.”

Liam was rendered mute.

“I mean, I know we’re in class together,” Zach continued. “We’ll have to interact, discussion grades and everything, but what I mean is, we shouldn’t be friendly.”

“Why not?” Liam asked after another stunned beat.

“It’s nothing personal. In fact, I think you’re—” Zach stopped. He pressed his eyes closed and shook his head sadly. He took another steadying breath before speaking again. “It would make things really difficult for me. Like I told you in Rome, no one knows about me. About me and…” He spoke the next word at a careful volume. “Men. In fact, you’re the only person on this entire campus who does.”

Zach’s sexuality was a secret that should have bound them. But instead, Zach was using it to put a wedge between them, between even the possibility of them. Liam didn’t think the conversation could get any more ridiculous.

 

About the Author

I named myself “Ingrid” after a character in a story I started writing and will never finish.

I named myself “Sterling” after my dad’s boyhood dreams.

I’m a Yankee who has lived south of the Mason Dixon for a decade and I use ‘Y’all’ without irony. I dance in my kitchen. I vote. I love all the cats in the world and a good IPA. I will scream over college sports.

I write about love, with love, because #loveislove.

With two degrees in music performance, I strive to make my words sing. The rhythm and pacing of the prose are as important to me as my complicated, imperfect characters and my guaranteed happily-ever-afters.

 

 

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