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After a disastrous high school game of spin the bottle, I
gave up trying to get a boyfriend and spent my time studying instead. Now I’m twenty-four,
and I’m not only a virgin, I haven’t even been kissed.

When I meet
Danny, a handsome legal hotshot, he catches my eye. Right before I trip on flat ground.

Ugh.

He’s got a massive
… reputation. He’s the most popular guy in the club, a total playboy with a new conquest
every night. There’s no way he’d be interested in me.

But one night
after I imbibe too much, he winds up taking care of me. And when I ask for his help with my
travesty of a social life, he agrees to teach me how to be less awkward with men … if I let
him document my progress so he can win a bet with his best friend.

Even though he’s
just my love tutor and I’m just his apprentice, this starts to feel like more.

Too bad it can’t be
anything but a high-level seminar in how to seduce someone else.

Studious is a
sweet and sexy contemporary opposites-attract m/m romance about a suave attorney who’s
scared to love and the shy, nerdy bookkeeper he’s teaching how to be a player. Cue
makeover montage and a smoldering first kiss. These heroes most definitely are
not
falling in love. (Okay, heartwarming HEA guaranteed.)

Excerpt

“Can you help me?” I blurt out.

He blinks. “Help you how?”

“Help me be more like you.”

Danny throws his head back and laughs. “Why on earth
would you want to be more like me? Just be yourself. You seem like a pretty cool
person.”

“I’m too shy, and I don’t know how to ask for what I
want.”

“You did it pretty well just now,” he points out.

“That’s because I’m desperate.” I bite my lower lip and let
out a sigh. “Never mind.”

He holds up his hands. “Whoa, whoa. What is it that you
want?”

“I’m really inexperienced,” I say. “It’s embarrassing. I see
you all confident, and I wish I could have that kind of confidence.”

“You have plenty of confidence. You’re the absolute boss of
spreadsheets.”

“But I know nothing about what to do between the
sheets.”

Danny smiles. “Oh, is that all? You can get experience in the
bedroom. That’s easy.”

“That’s what I’m saying. It isn’t easy. I don’t even know
where to start.”

Now his face morphs to confusion. “What do you
mean?”

I straighten my shoulders. Might as well confess everything.
“I’ve never even kissed anyone. Like a real kiss, I mean.”

He studies me. “You really haven’t kissed anyone?”

“Go ahead and say it,” I mutter. “I’m the biggest nerd you’ve
ever met.”

“No. I think you may be the most genuine person I’ve ever
met. You’re not letting yourself be talked into something you don’t want to do.”

I falter. “But that’s the point. I do want to kiss
someone.”

“Would you want to kiss me?” Danny’s question isn’t
teasing or an offer. It comes out as a genuine inquiry.

My huffed-out laugh is loud and fast. “Yes. I mean, no,
that’s not right.”

I can’t believe I’m talking about kissing with Danny while
he’s wearing only boxers and looking so kissable I could die from … something. Desire or
shame, not sure which. It could go either way.

Right now, it’s looking like shame, since I’m aghast that I
managed to ask my crush for help.

Oh, shit.

This is going to implode. I’m going to lose my job and then
be blackballed from ever working again. And …

I take a deep breath. I’ve come this far, and I’m ashamed
enough as it is to both be a virgin and be asking one of my new bosses for help. I’m not
going to leave here without having done my best to plead my case. Except …

“I’d like to kiss you, but I wouldn’t want you to feel guilted
into it,” I say.

“Fair enough,” Danny says. “But that isn’t what I meant. I’m
just trying to figure out where you’re coming from. You want me to help you find someone
else to kiss.”

Now or never.

“Yes, and I want you to teach me how to kiss. And how to
have sex.”

Danny chokes on his coffee but recovers quickly. “Like, be a
sex tutor?”

“Yes.”

“Jesus. I need a moment.” He puts his cup down and takes a
deep breath. “Do you have any idea how enticing the idea of being someone’s first is? At
least to a guy like me?”

“So will you help me? Because the only dates I’ve been on
have sucked. I’m not having any luck at all.”

He rubs a hand over his face. “I’m trying to figure out what
it is you’re asking. What exactly do you want me to teach you, and how? Because I’m not
fucking you,” he adds quickly. “I mean, you’re plenty fuckable. But I’m not the right one for
you. You should save that for someone you care about.”

“You don’t have that kind of restriction.”

“I don’t do feelings or commitments. So the emotional part
of sex doesn’t matter to me.”

“I don’t want it to matter for me, either. I’m sick of this.” I
gesture at myself helplessly.

He’s silent for a long moment. Then he shakes his head.
“I’m sorry, but I think it’s a bad idea. I can’t do it.”

About the Author

Leslie McAdam is a California
girl who loves romance and well-defined abs. She lives in a drafty old farmhouse on a small
orange tree farm in Southern California with her husband and two children. Leslie’s first
published book, The Sun and the
Moon, won a 2015 Watty, which is the world’s
largest online writing competition. She’s gone on to receive additional literary awards and
has been featured in multiple publications, including Cosmopolitan.com. Her books have
been Top 100 Bestsellers on both Amazon and Apple Books. Leslie is employed by day but
spends her nights writing about the men of your fantasies.

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Book Title: Playing by
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3)

Author and Publisher: Beth
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Cover Artist: Cate Ashwood
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Release Date: October 7,
2022

Genres: Gay contemporary sports romance

Tropes: Forbidden romance, friends to lovers

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 103 000
words

It is #3 in the
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Ex-quarterback Davis Abernathy knows he’s on his last
chance.

If he strikes out as Paxton Kelly’s coach, nobody
else is going to call him. Not to get back on the field, and not to stand on the
sidelines.

He’s got a lot to teach Pax, and as a second-year
quarterback, Pax has a lot to learn. But Davis doesn’t anticipate the irresistible way they’ll be
drawn together from their first meeting. He never could have predicted such a fierce and
uncontrollable yearning—or that Pax would feel the same.

It should be easy to remember rules aren’t meant
to be broken, and certain lines aren’t meant to be crossed, but the only thing that’s easy is
falling totally, completely in love with Pax.

As Davis falls harder, Pax succeeding becomes just
as important—and maybe more so—than resurrecting his own career. If he messes this up,
his last chance isn’t all he’ll be sacrificing.

What he should be is focused on being the perfect
mentor. But what he wants is Pax in his bed, Pax in his life, and more impossibly, to win Pax’s
heart forever.

Excerpt

Davis gave Pax credit, watching him after the game,
because he put on a good face. The kind of face that a leader would wear when one of his
players had an extraordinary game, and Dylan undeniably had. He’d tied the record for the
most field goals made in a single game.

Davis thought he might be the only one who saw the
frustration lingering in Pax’s face. The only one who looked close enough to see
it.

After he finished with the press conference, Davis
went to find him.

And found him, just as he’d expected, back to the wall
in a tiny empty hallway a few doors down from the media room.

This was always where he went to decompress after a
game, and after the media had finished tearing him apart.

Davis knew it wasn’t goddamn easy, and he didn’t
begrudge Pax the quiet time he needed. Whatever was required to rebuild the confidence,
to shore up the walls that everyone constantly kept trying to tear down.

When he appeared in the mouth of the hallway, Pax
glanced up. “I just need another minute,” he said.

“It’s cool,” Davis said. He took the spot right next to
Pax, leaning against the wall, too. Didn’t say anything else. Just watched.

It wasn’t really allowed to watch him this
way.

But he did it anyway.

Pax’s head was tipped back, eyes closed, as the stress
of the day slowly slipped off his face. He had a good week’s worth of scruff, golden brown
and glinting even in the darkened light of the hallway. He’d unbuttoned his suit jacket, and
Davis could see the shadow of his torso under the white shirt he wore underneath
it.

Davis’ fingers flexed. He wanted so bad to reach out
and touch, even though he knew he couldn’t.

But for one minute, for sixty seconds, he let himself
really want it; for once, didn’t try to bury the desire, just felt it. It didn’t make this any
easier, but there was something freeing about letting himself have this. Even if it was only
for a brief moment.

He was on second sixty-seven when finally, Pax
spoke.

“My hips weren’t loose,” he said ruefully.

“What? I’m shocked,” Davis teased.

“No, you’re not.” Pax sighed. “What are we gonna do
about it?”

“How do you know there’s something we’re going to
do about it?”

Pax shot him a look. Hot, singeing him around the
edges. The desire flared, but this time, Davis stuffed it right back down, right back into its
box, straining at the corners and joints. But it held. Barely.

They’d won the game today. They were four and two,
and they’d won their last four games. Pax had come so far. The last thing Davis needed to do
was lose himself.

“Okay, fine, yeah, I’m gonna do something about it.
But you’re not going to like it.”

“Oh, I didn’t think I was going to like it.” Pax’s
voice was very dry. He still hadn’t opened his eyes, but Davis knew that if he did, he’d see
amusement in them.

And trust. So much trust.

Was it any wonder he couldn’t betray
that?

“If it’s any consolation, I’m not sure I’ll like it either.”
He already knew he wouldn’t. But it would make Paxton a better football player, and that
was the only thing that mattered. Not all of his sleepless nights, not all of his pointless
yearning, not any of the feelings that he kept trying to push away.

About the Author

A lifelong Pacific Northwester, Beth Bolden has just recently moved to North Carolina with
her supportive husband. Beth still believes in Keeping Portland Weird, and intends to be just
as weird in Raleigh.

Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first
foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn’t a bestseller, but hope
springs eternal. She’s published twenty-three novels and seven novellas.

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Book Title: Blinding
Light (Road To
Rocktoberfest 2022)

Author and Publisher: BL
Maxwell

Cover Artist: Natasha
Snow

Release Date: October 11,
2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance, Rockstar Romance

Tropes: Age gap

Themes: Second chances

Heat Rating: 2 – 3
flames

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does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Easy Rian has been lead singer for Blinding Light since the
band was formed. Through the years many things have changed. Not all of them good.
When the lead guitarist leaves mid-tour, the rest of the band is left waiting to see if they’ll
continue on to Roctoberfest, or if this is where their tour ends.

Liam Tarrant has been playing guitar for as long as he can
remember. When he gets the chance to audition for Blinding Light, he jumps at the chance.

Meeting the band is surreal, especially the lead singer, Easy. Liam has always had a crush on
Easy, but he never thought he’d get the chance to meet him, let alone spend time alone with
him.

Easy is drawn to Liam, no matter how much he wants to
deny it. When the two are thrown together over practice and planning the upcoming tour,
attraction grows between the two of them that neither can deny. But falling in love on tour
could be what finally ends Blinding Light, and both of them will need to choose what’s more
important to them. Love or music, can they have it all?

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Excerpt

That look he gave me. I knew that look. And right now, right
here, I needed to decide if we changed our professional relationship forever, or if I actually
behaved and didn’t fuck it up. “What do you want, Liam?” Christ, I hadn’t meant to say that,
but now that the words were out there I found myself waiting for his answer.

“What if I said you?”

I reached out and stroked my knuckle down his cheek and he
leaned in closer as his eyes slid shut. “Think about what you’re asking. This could be your big
break. What happens if it all goes to shit between us and we end up hating each
other?”

“You sound like this has happened before?” he said with a grin
that made me feel things I hadn’t felt in far too many years.

“Maybe. Maybe not.” He didn’t need to know about all the
random hookups through the years. Both bandmates, and fans. Some at afterparties, and
some non-fans at bars. Lots and lots of randoms. “You’ve got that spark.”

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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Book Title: Bone to be Wilde
(Holiday in Sunset Surf Book 2)

Author and Publisher: Dani
Lakely

Cover Artist: J
Witter

Release Date: September 27,
2022

Genre: M/M Halloween Rom-Com

Tropes: Opposites attract, amnesia spell, small town
romance

Themes: Forgiveness

Heat Rating: 3 flames

It is the second book in the
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It’s trick or treat for two smitten lovers in this seasonal
holiday romance as Halloween approaches and a little unleashed magic lets the ghoul times
roll.

Forrest’s to-do list:
1. Convince Jonathan to move in with
him.
2. No, seriously. That’s it.

It’s been nine months of playful bickering and bliss
for Forrest Wilde and his boyfriend, Jonathan. But in order to move their relationship
forward, Jonathan needs Forrest to find closure from his past.

Alexander Adler is back in town and dragging all of
Forrest’s ghosts screaming into the light. Is there still a spark waiting to ignite between
Forrest and his ex, or are they nothing more than toasted history? Forrest isn’t exactly eager
to find out, given that sometimes the monsters under the bed are people who haunt us from
days gone by.

Every autumn, the town of Sunset Surf comes alive
in celebration of the season. But this year, when Forrest falls under a mysterious spell that
forces him to forget the person he loves most, there will be plenty of spooks in store for the
fun-loving and eccentric residents of this seaside village. Torn between flight and fright,
Forrest must face his fears in order to make his way back to true love—or risk losing it
forever.

Bone to be Wilde is a contemporary gay rom-
com set in a small beach town on the Southern California coast. The story features an
amnesia plot, hijinks and banter, corn maze capers, ghost stories, and a little black cat. Stop
in for a spell if you’d like a Halloween treat!

* This story follows the events of the first book in
the series, Merry & Sprite, but may be read as a standalone.

Excerpt

The ghost story is read word for word until the bewitched
dildo appears.

“That’s not … you’re messing up the entire book,
Forrest!”

Jonathan is sending him a withering glare from the worn
and well-loved armchair he’s occupying. Forrest blinks lazily back at him, letting his mouth
curve into a slow smile until Jonathan can’t resist and his frown breaks, the corners of his
mouth lifting up too.

“That’s not how we learned it in school,” Jonathan says
primly, but he’s biting at his cheek, trying not to laugh. That right there is one of Forrest’s
favorite things about his boyfriend. Ruffling his feathers and then watching him completely
eat it up.

Which is preciously the reason he’s turning
The Legend of Sleepy Hollow into gothic erotica as he reads aloud to Jonathan, tucked away in
the reading nook at the local book shop. The try-before-you-buy section of the store is
brimming with used paperbacks, each one more dog-eared and dusty than the last,
scattered in senseless piles on shelves and spilling onto the floor.

It’s one of their usual haunts for a late afternoon date, and
on this particular Saturday in mid-October, Forrest is trying to draw out their time together
as much as he can.

“And then,” he continues in a sinister tone, “the women of
Sleepy Hollow tied Ichabod up in the horse stables and gave the naughty schoolmaster his
own education … on strap-ons.”

“You’re insufferable.”

“Ichabod-od-od,” Forrest calls out, in a tone meant to
annoy. “A curious and kinky spell had been cast upon him to bend over for anyone, at any
time. Ichabod became the town—”

“Hush! Don’t talk about spells in front of…” Jonathan’s eyes
go wide as he nods towards a little black cat, curled up soundly in a reading chair nearby.
Lilith, he mouths silently.

There’s this kooky idea Jonathan’s latched onto about Lilith
possessing magical powers. This came after he was struck on the head by a Christmas
ornament and the fairy godfather capers that followed brought the two of them together.
Forrest doesn’t like to think he got a boyfriend due to a braining, but here he is.

He’s not going to deny the possibility that Jonathan may
have been under somebody’s spell when he mysteriously started getting psychic visions that
led him into granting the wishes of local townsfolk. But Forrest is resistant to boarding the
Lilith train without any proof other than Jonathan thinking she winked at him. And
sparkled, like some sort of glitter fairy of cats, which definitely isn’t a thing that exists.

But the matter of wish-granting was not the first peculiar
situation to occur around here, and many of these unexplained events happened long
before Lilith trotted into town and charmed the entire village into taking her in. Though
lately, she’s chosen Forrest’s bed to call her own. To be fair, he can’t blame her. His eight-
hundred-count sheet set is amazing.

The truth is, there’s always been something in the water at
Sunset Surf, and he’s not just talking about the radical waves.

About the Author

DANI LAKELY is a recovering
people-pleaser who loves a proper cup of tea, days spent at the ocean, and helicopter
parenting the birds who frequent her yard in a small seaside town on the West Coast of the
United States. Pretty much, if your granny’s into it, so is Dani!

Often to be found with a
book in hand, she reads across many genres, but her favorite is queer romance. Dani’s
fondness for love stories carried over from reading to writing, and she is genuinely happy to
share her kissing books with you.

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Book Title: Hidden Blade: The Road to Rocktoberfest 2022

Author and Publisher: Kaje
Harper

Cover Artist: Natasha
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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

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does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Sometimes
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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.

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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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Book Title: The Things We Find

Author and Publisher: BL
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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

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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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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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Book Title: The Impossible Childhood of My Desires

Author: Rick R.
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Publisher: JMS
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Cover Artist: Written Ink
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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
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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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