RECENT RELEASE: “An Increasing Entanglement” by Ellie Thomas

RECENT RELEASE

Book Title: An
Increasing Entanglement (An Unlikely Alliance, Book 2)

Author: Ellie
Thomas

Publisher: JMS
Books

Release Date: July 13,
2024

Genre: Historical (Regency) MMM Romance

Tropes: Threesome, Regency, Hurt/Comfort, Class Differences, Interracial,
Opposites Attract

Themes: Kidnapping, Avenging Angel, Orphan, Redemption, Found
Family

Length: 22 293
words

Heat Rating: 4
flames

It is book two in a series of
three.

Book 1 (An Unlikely Alliance)
is available for review

It does not end on a
cliffhanger.

Goodreads

Buy Links

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Can Clem, Abe and

Humphrey sustain their burgeoning romance from outside threats?

And might their
connection blossom into lasting romance?

Blurb

In Regency London, during the Season, after a brief and
steamy courtship, the relationship between threesome Clem, Abe and Humphrey holds
much promise.

But their busy routines and different lifestyles, as a
professional secretary, society gentleman and an official informant to the military, interfere
with their burgeoning romance.

Then sinister forces reappear to threaten their connection
and even the life of one of the trio.

Can these three band together to save the day and keep
each other from peril? And given the chance, might they forge lasting happiness
together?

Excerpt

Abe entered the Ye Olde Cheddar Cheese tavern closer to
eight o’clock than seven. Clem was sitting at their usual table, alone and forlorn. Abe cursed
the informant who had delayed him.

Abe approached, attracting Clem’s notice. His aspect didn’t
brighten. There was no teasing smile of welcome.

Instead, Abe received a chilly glare.

“You came then,” Clem said flatly.

Abe sat opposite his friend and lover. “Can I get you
another drink?”

“If you like.”

Clem’s glacial indifference continued when their gin was
served together with a jug of water.

He said casually, “I was at the Old Red Lion yesterday to find
you’d vacated your room. I thought you might have run out on us.”

He took a swig of barely diluted gin, avoiding Abe’s
eyes.

“I’m sorry, Clem. I should have let you know.”

If they had been in a less public place or one that catered
solely for their kind, Abe would have covered Clem’s hand with his own.

“Yes, well, it’s not like you owe me an explanation.” Clem’s
defensive posture said otherwise.

“Of course I do. It was remiss of me. I have been occupied
with pressing matters, official-like.”

Clem’s body relaxed slightly. Abe hardly made it public that
he was working for Horse Guards, but he had shared that confidence with his lovers. He
eyed Abe warily under long light brown lashes, a distinct pout to his lush mouth.

“You could have sent word to me.”

“Yes, I should have. I see that now. I didn’t mean to hurt
you, Clem.”

“Who said I was hurt?” Clem’s indifferent words were at
odds with his wounded expression.

“Just because I’ve been busy doesn’t mean that I haven’t
been thinking of you. And Humphrey, too. I’ve missed you both.”

“Really?”

“I swear it.”

“Then it’s fortunate that I left a note for Humphrey to meet
us here after he’s dined.” Clem’s narrow jaw clenched combatively.

He’s not letting me off lightly. At least he’s still talking to
me and hasn’t flounced off in a huff, renouncing me forever.

It wasn’t the right moment to argue that either Clem or
Humphrey could have taken the initiative earlier. Abe recognised that Humphrey was too
self-effacing to make the first move. As for Clem, he’d learned the hard way to be sparing
with his trust.

“I’m sorry,” Abe said sincerely. “I’ll say it a hundred times
over if that will make amends.”

Abe was the first to admit that once he got the bit between
his teeth, he could be ruthlessly single-minded. Apart from his mother, he’d never had to
consider anyone’s feelings. Until now.

That must change, he vowed.

“I’ll gladly apologise to Humphrey. I’ve neglected you both.
You know what I’m like when I’m in full cry.”

There was a brief silence as the waiter topped up their
glasses.

“We all have our burdens,” Abe added. “You’re chained to
your desk during the day, I’m no longer my own master and Humphrey has a flock of
relatives to shepherd.”

Clem smiled grudgingly. “Is that an excuse?”

“No, more a recognition of our circumstances. What say
you if we make this our regular rendezvous? This is as good a place as any to meet every few
days. That should avoid any further misunderstandings.”

“I thought you’d left me.”

Clem’s voice was so low that Abe’s strained to catch the
words against the background noise of the narrow tavern.

“I’d never abandon you, Clem. I may have many faults, but
I’m no fool. I would never throw away such a treasure unthinkingly.”

Clem stared in his glass.

“Now I’ve found you and Humphrey,” Abe continued. “I
won’t let go easily unless that’s your will.”

Clem gazed at Abe, his face unreadable. Then he glanced
over Abe’s shoulder.

“You have an opportunity to repeat your abject apology.
Humphrey’s coming this way.”

About the Author

Ellie Thomas lives by the sea.
She comes from a teaching background and goes for long seaside walks where she
daydreams about history. She is a voracious reader, especially about anything historical. She
mainly writes historical gay romance.


Ellie also writes historical erotic romance as L. E.
Thomas.

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NEW RELEASE: “A Little More Forgiveness” by Pauley J. Ray.

NEW RELEASE

Book Title: A Little More
Forgiveness (Hot Property, Book 3)

Author: Pauley J
Ray

Publisher: NineStar
Press

Cover Artist: Jaycee
DeLorenzo

Release Date: July 2,
2024

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity

Themes: Threesome, Forgiveness and redemption, Overcoming past
trauma

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 120 000 words/ 836
pages

This is book three of a four-
book series.
It does not end on a
cliffhanger

Each book concentrates on a
different main character from the four owners of a successful construction company.
Successive books will include spoilers from the previous ones if the books are not read in
order.

Goodreads

Buy Links

NineStar Press | Amazon UK

Amazon
US
|
Amazon CA

Three angry men, two
loveable dogs and one isolated cabin.

What could possibly go
wrong?

Blurb

Gabriel Sanchez is a man running away from his past,
unaware it’s about to catch up to him. Stuck in an isolated cabin with two strangers is the
last thing he planned. One guy, a bear of a man shouldering intolerable emotional pain,
Gabe instinctively wants to soothe. The other, kinder, gentler, and just wishing to be seen,
Gabe desperately wants to show him how visible he is. However, the harder he tries to keep
both at bay, the more they fight and the closer they get until his heart begins to desire things
he’s promised himself it can never have again.

Leo Taylor has yearned for approval his whole life, and as
the lawyer negotiating the sale of a run-down cabin and its land, this time he may just earn
it. But, trying to keep the peace between a cocky New Yorker and the grumpiest man alive is
slowly taking its toll. During their confinement, secrets are uncovered that will force Leo to
make a tough choice. Close the sale and gain the approval he craves, or follow his heart and
fight for the men for whom he’s falling head over heels.

Mitchell Houghton is drowning in grief and guilt following
the death of his wife four years ago. Then, along comes a lawyer with an outsider who
claims to own 50 percent of his home, his land. After years of self-imposed isolation, Mitch is
now trapped with them both in his small cabin. Determined to make their lives a misery, he
almost succeeds, until their unwanted interaction and attention makes him remember the
man he used to be—the one he thought lost forever—giving him another chance at a
happiness he’s not sure he deserves.

Excerpt

“I’m a determined man, Mr. Houghton.”

“Or a foolish one.”

I shrugged, not prepared to admit I was beginning to agree
with him.

“Time after time, you were told no, but unlike any decent
man, any honorable man, you didn’t leave me alone and walk away, did you?” He didn’t wait
for me to answer. “No, instead, you went behind my back and began pressuring my brother
to sell, recognizing he’d be the more gullible of us, the weaker of the two.”

I frowned at his answer. Obviously, there was far more bad
blood between them than I’d originally suspected.

Not my problem.

“And you think it’s me who’s foolish.” I chuckled and shook
my head. “I’m here today because you requested this meeting. You. You were the one who’d
finally decided to sell.” I lifted my shoulders. “Don’t kid yourself into believing I’m the bad
guy in this scenario. It’s pretty obvious as soon as you received our offer and caught sight of
all those zero’s, you had a very rapid change of heart.”

“A momentary lapse in judgment,” he snapped at
me.

“Whatever.” I balled my hands into fists in my pants trying
to remain relaxed, knowing my next admission wasn’t going to be well received. “Oh, and by
the way. To be clear, your brother came to us, not the other way around.”

“No.” His sharp rebuttal sounded almost painful.

I shrugged again. “Believe what you want, but I’m telling
the truth. Until Jared Houghton offered up his fifty percent, I’d given up on the purchase,
had decided you weren’t worth the time and effort to continue pursuing.”

Something flashed in his eyes at my comment but was gone
too quick for me to decipher. “There are other cabins, other land”—removing my hands
from my pockets, I spread my arms to indicate the shabby interior—“in much better
condition.”

He moved off the jamb and was in my face before I had
chance to blink, his voice low and threatening. “Be very careful what you say in
my
home, Mr. Sanchez.” He said my name like my presence left a bad taste in his mouth. “You’re
a guest here, and you better remember that—and your manners.”

I took in a few deep breaths, wanting to calm down and
ensure I didn’t say something inappropriate. I hated being threatened. Watching Mason
after his attack, how he’d get jumpy and scared at the slightest hint of raised voices or
aggression from others, I’d done everything in my power to help him work through his
trauma. To the point I automatically placed myself in front of him whenever he got anxious,
protecting him from anyone getting too close. So Mitchell trying his intimidation act on with
me in the hopes I’d cower meekly? Well, I couldn’t help myself.

“Ah, but that’s not quite true anymore, is it?” My blood
pumped hard in my veins, rapidly heading south, making me hard. I wouldn’t say I was
enjoying our sparring match, but the male aggression filling the air, raising our body
temperature, and releasing delicious-smelling pheromones of sweat and musk pushed all my
buttons.

I glanced around the room with its worn couch, scuffed oak
furniture, and thick log walls, thinking if renovated, the place would look amazing. “I’m not
really here as a guest, am I? I own fifty percent, remember? So this place is as much mine as
yours.”

I didn’t see the punch coming until it connected with my
gut, winding me as it knocked the air from my lungs in a loud whoosh, doubling me over as
pain ripped through my abdomen. The next thing I knew, I was grabbed by the collar of my
expensive silk shirt and the back of my leather belt and heaved up as if I weighed nothing.
He dragged me around the couch to the front door, which, typically, opened as we got there,
to a horrified Leo.

Mitchell pushed past him, me firmly in his grip, my
struggling useless against his power and strength as he swung me back, and then let gravity
pull me speedily forward before releasing me, sending me flying across the porch to land in
the snow and frozen dirt at the bottom of the steps in front of the cabin.

“My house,” he roared. “My home. Mine.” Then he
slammed the door firmly behind him, leaving me there on my ass and out in the
cold.

About the Author

Pauley J Ray writes contemporary MM romantic fiction. His books contain
sexy yet complicated and flawed characters searching for their own happily ever after.

​When not writing, he can’t wait to get outdoors, and with his husband, go
hiking, camping, and travel everywhere they can, as often as they can.

With his husband’s job taking them all over the world, he now gets to
write all day, every day, and he’s never happier than when sat at his laptop creating new
stories about gorgeous and sexy men.

Except when there’s coffee…ooh and chocolate…yes, he’s way happier
when there’s coffee and chocolate!

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NEW RELEASE: “A Little More Forgiveness” by Pauley J. Ray.

NEW RELEASE

Book Title: A Little More
Forgiveness (Hot Property, Book 3)

Author: Pauley J
Ray

Publisher: NineStar
Press

Cover Artist: Jaycee
DeLorenzo

Release Date: July 2,
2024

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity

Themes: Threesome, Forgiveness and redemption, Overcoming past
trauma

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 120 000 words/ 836
pages

This is book three of a four-
book series.
It does not end on a
cliffhanger

Each book concentrates on a
different main character from the four owners of a successful construction company.
Successive books will include spoilers from the previous ones if the books are not read in
order.

Goodreads

 

Buy Links

NineStar Press | Amazon UK

Amazon
US
|
Amazon CA

 

Three angry men, two
loveable dogs and one isolated cabin.

What could possibly go
wrong?

 

Blurb

Gabriel Sanchez is a man running away from his past,
unaware it’s about to catch up to him. Stuck in an isolated cabin with two strangers is the
last thing he planned. One guy, a bear of a man shouldering intolerable emotional pain,
Gabe instinctively wants to soothe. The other, kinder, gentler, and just wishing to be seen,
Gabe desperately wants to show him how visible he is. However, the harder he tries to keep
both at bay, the more they fight and the closer they get until his heart begins to desire things
he’s promised himself it can never have again.

Leo Taylor has yearned for approval his whole life, and as
the lawyer negotiating the sale of a run-down cabin and its land, this time he may just earn
it. But, trying to keep the peace between a cocky New Yorker and the grumpiest man alive is
slowly taking its toll. During their confinement, secrets are uncovered that will force Leo to
make a tough choice. Close the sale and gain the approval he craves, or follow his heart and
fight for the men for whom he’s falling head over heels.

Mitchell Houghton is drowning in grief and guilt following
the death of his wife four years ago. Then, along comes a lawyer with an outsider who
claims to own 50 percent of his home, his land. After years of self-imposed isolation, Mitch is
now trapped with them both in his small cabin. Determined to make their lives a misery, he
almost succeeds, until their unwanted interaction and attention makes him remember the
man he used to be—the one he thought lost forever—giving him another chance at a
happiness he’s not sure he deserves.

 

Excerpt

“I’m a determined man, Mr. Houghton.”

“Or a foolish one.”

I shrugged, not prepared to admit I was beginning to agree
with him.

“Time after time, you were told no, but unlike any decent
man, any honorable man, you didn’t leave me alone and walk away, did you?” He didn’t wait
for me to answer. “No, instead, you went behind my back and began pressuring my brother
to sell, recognizing he’d be the more gullible of us, the weaker of the two.”

I frowned at his answer. Obviously, there was far more bad
blood between them than I’d originally suspected.

Not my problem.

“And you think it’s me who’s foolish.” I chuckled and shook
my head. “I’m here today because you requested this meeting. You. You were the one who’d
finally decided to sell.” I lifted my shoulders. “Don’t kid yourself into believing I’m the bad
guy in this scenario. It’s pretty obvious as soon as you received our offer and caught sight of
all those zero’s, you had a very rapid change of heart.”

“A momentary lapse in judgment,” he snapped at
me.

“Whatever.” I balled my hands into fists in my pants trying
to remain relaxed, knowing my next admission wasn’t going to be well received. “Oh, and by
the way. To be clear, your brother came to us, not the other way around.”

“No.” His sharp rebuttal sounded almost painful.

I shrugged again. “Believe what you want, but I’m telling
the truth. Until Jared Houghton offered up his fifty percent, I’d given up on the purchase,
had decided you weren’t worth the time and effort to continue pursuing.”

Something flashed in his eyes at my comment but was gone
too quick for me to decipher. “There are other cabins, other land”—removing my hands
from my pockets, I spread my arms to indicate the shabby interior—“in much better
condition.”

He moved off the jamb and was in my face before I had
chance to blink, his voice low and threatening. “Be very careful what you say in
my
home, Mr. Sanchez.” He said my name like my presence left a bad taste in his mouth. “You’re
a guest here, and you better remember that—and your manners.”

I took in a few deep breaths, wanting to calm down and
ensure I didn’t say something inappropriate. I hated being threatened. Watching Mason
after his attack, how he’d get jumpy and scared at the slightest hint of raised voices or
aggression from others, I’d done everything in my power to help him work through his
trauma. To the point I automatically placed myself in front of him whenever he got anxious,
protecting him from anyone getting too close. So Mitchell trying his intimidation act on with
me in the hopes I’d cower meekly? Well, I couldn’t help myself.

“Ah, but that’s not quite true anymore, is it?” My blood
pumped hard in my veins, rapidly heading south, making me hard. I wouldn’t say I was
enjoying our sparring match, but the male aggression filling the air, raising our body
temperature, and releasing delicious-smelling pheromones of sweat and musk pushed all my
buttons.

I glanced around the room with its worn couch, scuffed oak
furniture, and thick log walls, thinking if renovated, the place would look amazing. “I’m not
really here as a guest, am I? I own fifty percent, remember? So this place is as much mine as
yours.”

I didn’t see the punch coming until it connected with my
gut, winding me as it knocked the air from my lungs in a loud whoosh, doubling me over as
pain ripped through my abdomen. The next thing I knew, I was grabbed by the collar of my
expensive silk shirt and the back of my leather belt and heaved up as if I weighed nothing.
He dragged me around the couch to the front door, which, typically, opened as we got there,
to a horrified Leo.

Mitchell pushed past him, me firmly in his grip, my
struggling useless against his power and strength as he swung me back, and then let gravity
pull me speedily forward before releasing me, sending me flying across the porch to land in
the snow and frozen dirt at the bottom of the steps in front of the cabin.

“My house,” he roared. “My home. Mine.” Then he
slammed the door firmly behind him, leaving me there on my ass and out in the
cold.

 

About the Author

Pauley J Ray writes contemporary MM romantic fiction. His books contain
sexy yet complicated and flawed characters searching for their own happily ever after.

​When not writing, he can’t wait to get outdoors, and with his husband, go
hiking, camping, and travel everywhere they can, as often as they can.

With his husband’s job taking them all over the world, he now gets to
write all day, every day, and he’s never happier than when sat at his laptop creating new
stories about gorgeous and sexy men.

Except when there’s coffee…ooh and chocolate…yes, he’s way happier
when there’s coffee and chocolate!

 

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NEW RELEASE: “Grabbing My Slice” by Dann Hazel

NEW RELEASE

Book Title: Grabbing
My Slyce! (​​Some Like It Haute! Gay Romance Series)

Author: Dann
Hazel

Publisher: The Original
Press

Cover Artist: Joshua
Fippen

Release Date: June 24,
2024

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Forced Proximity; Hurt/Comfort; Slow Burn; Age-Stratified or
May/December Romance

Themes: Family Strife; Loss of a partner/spouse; dealing with internalized
homophobia

Heat Rating: 4
flames

Length: 138 829 words/ 360
pages

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

It does not end on a
cliffhanger.

Goodreads

 

Buy Links – Available in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon US | Amazon UK

 

How do you find your
true love when the other business of life has always gotten in the way—until
now?

 

Blurb

As an only child, Frank Slyce is an independent, self-reliant
gay man with a huge creative streak.

Now, at thirty-two, he feels thrown off-kilter by a proverbial
“urge to merge.”

But how does a man like Frank find love when he has
always related best to people older than he is?

Enter David Hawkins, a Unitarian minister who’s similar in
age to Frank. At first, they seem to hit it off. But in their steamy pursuit of a relationship,
they discover individual differences that feel insurmountable.

Then, Frank seeks a business loan to open Slyce! Pies and
Pasta. The hot, charming banker who works with him, Nicolas Beaumont, is eleven years
older than Frank.

Age is not a problem for Frank.

But what is it about Nicolas’ history or personality that
causes the banker to retreat into silence when Frank, for the first time in his life, feels
certainty about love?

A slow-burn, age-stratified, HEA gay
romance.

 

Excerpt

Once they’d returned to the Round House dock, Frank
helped Nick secure the boat all over again. There was, after their kiss, a certain timidity
between them now. As though they had to process what had just happened at their own
pace. As though speaking of it might somehow wipe what happened out of
existence.

While they worked with the boat, Frank didn’t notice the
arrival of a familiar car.

David’s car.

It was, after all, Nick who filled Frank’s consciousness. He
could smell him. He could hear his rhythmic breaths. He could feel Nick’s body against
his.

It was as though he walked toward the Round House on
autopilot. It was as though he had no idea where he was, the magic still had such a blinding
hold on him.

Then, from the familiar car, Frank heard his name.

A voice he recognized, shouting his name.

He looked up and saw David, a big smile on his face, a hand
waving at him. More eager than ever to spend a day with his chef and their friends. As
though those days of silence and isolation had never happened.

Frank smiled and waved back.

Nick noticed. He noticed and took it all in. He didn’t know
exactly what was going on between these two men, but from his forty-two years on this
familiar planet, he had an idea.

He knew that the best move he could take now was to
make himself scarce.

He bid farewell to Frank, asking him to convey his regrets to
their hosts, before he headed back to his boat. He was no longer feeling well, he said, and
needed to return the boat to the marina, then get himself home and into his bed.

Frank was speechless, though he managed to ask if Nick
needed him to accompany him. To make sure he was okay.

“No. That’s not necessary, Frank,” Nick replied. “I’ll be fine.
It’s just a—thing—that happens from time to time. It’s not serious. Just my body’s warning
that it needs a little rest.”

Nick boarded his boat, then sped away with a perfunctory
wave.

Then, Frank turned back to David.

But David, he saw, was already heading into the Round
House.

David, he knew, was mad as hell.

 

About the Author

Dann Hazel has been writing
both fiction and nonfiction for more than twenty years.

Besides writing romance, he
has taught high school English and journalism, college psychology and human sexuality,
directed federal grants and worked as a therapist in a psychiatric hospital. His fiction genre
interests include thrillers, horror, literary and gay romance. He has published the Some Like
It Haute Gay Romance Series, including
Room
for Dessert
, My Own Private Biscuit and
Lonely Diner.

Nonfiction works include
Witness: Gay and Lesbian Clergy Report from
the Front
and Moving On: The Gay Man’s Guide for Coping When a Relationship
Ends
.

Dann’s personal interests
include reading and writing, cinema, jogging, Broadway, keeping abreast of current events
and travel.

Currently, Dann lives in
Central Florida with his husband, Josh, and their American Eskimo canine,
Flurry.

 

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RELEASE BLITZ: “Glow” by Kristian Parker”

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: Glow
(Pleasure Seekers, Book 3)

Author and Publisher: Kristian
Parker

Cover Artist: Kelly
Martin

Release Date: June 19, 2024

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Workplace romance, opposites attract, love
awakening

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 50 040 words/214
pages

It is book 3 in the Pleasure
Seekers series and d
oes not end on a cliffhanger.

The books are best read in
order.

Goodreads

Buy Links
Available in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon US | Amazon UK

Searching can uncover
unexpected truths

Blurb

Scott Fitzgerald is looking for love. Both his flatmates have
met their forever someones—when will his turn come?

Then things at work get hectic after a consignment of
Pleasure Seekers’ finest toys goes missing. There’s a thief in their midst and Scott has to find
out who it is.

Enter Prin Lau, the handsome IT technician who’s escaped
Scott’s notice until now. When they’re thrown together, it’s not just the hunt for the villain
that makes Scott’s heartrate rocket.

But Prin has fled to Brighton to escape family problems.
When he decides it’s time to face them head-on once and for all, where will that leave a
barely begun relationship?

With so much distraction, Scott must keep his eye on the
prize—and come to understand what he’s really willing to fight for…

Excerpt

Prin had taken the table at the rear of the coffee shop. As it
was early for a Friday, there weren’t many other customers other than a group of schoolkids
and a couple of people on their own. The kids were more interested in being the loudest in
the group than anything Prin was up to. As for the others, they were focused solely on their
laptops.

Nervously, Prin sipped his hot chocolate.

The door opened and Scott walked in. Butterflies swarmed
inside Prin. The whole thing had him on edge. Scott’s model looks didn’t help either.

Scott noticed him and came over. “Prin?”

“That’s right.”

Scott dropped his bag and sat down. Prin barely met his
gaze.

Maybe this was a bad idea. It’s too bloody late
now.

He shifted in his seat.

“Can I get you anything?”

“No thanks,” Scott replied. “I’ve got to go home and log on
after this. How did you get out early without raising suspicion?”

“I often work from home so it wasn’t a big deal,” Prin
replied.

Scott looked at him expectantly. For some reason, Prin had
no idea how to begin.

“It’s probably nothing—”

“I hope not,” Scott interjected. “I’ve had a shit day. I’m
banking on you making it a better one.”

Prin had been right. Scott was a self-absorbed queen. He
should never have listened to bloody Colin.

“I…”

Scott held up his hands. “I’m sorry,” he said. “My stupid
mouth. I didn’t mean to sound like an arsehole. The truth is, I have a humdinger of a
hangover. But I have no right to take it out on you. Can we start over?”

Prin’s nanny always used to say to him that he shouldn’t
judge other people’s actions until he had an idea of what they were going through. Perhaps
Prin had Scott wrong after all.

“I’d like that. Are you sure I can’t order you a
drink?”

“Go on then,” Scott said. “I’ll have a flat white. It’ll give me
the final hit of caffeine to get me home.”

Prin caught the eye of the barista. “Flat white,
please.”

“Sure thing.”

Prin turned to Scott.

Fuck he’s too handsome to concentrate.

“Okay,” Scott said. “Let’s have it straight. I promise you it
won’t go any further unless you want it to. I think I signed something when I joined that says
you can sue me if I tell a soul other than a priest or a dog.”

Scott giggled to himself. Prin took a deep breath. This time
he properly regarded the man across from him. His eyes were the most vivid blue Prin had
ever experienced. Something radiated from him that gave Prin the trust he’d needed to
attack this head on.

“My boss is Richard Brammin.”

“You have my sympathy.”

Prin smiled. “His son, Elliott, works in my team. You
probably already know that.”

“Yeah. I’ve had the pleasure of dealing with him. Thick and
arrogant. The worst combination going.”

“Agreed,” Prin said, relaxing a little. “Well yesterday he was
booking a holiday. I know there’s nothing wrong in that. I guess his manner caught my
attention. I overheard his conversation. I wasn’t eavesdropping or anything.”

The barista placed a cup down in front of Scott and left
them to it. Prin waited until he was out of earshot.

“He asked his friend to pay and he would give them the
cash. He told them they had to do it now. I don’t know. Saying it out loud it sounds
ridiculous, but he was definitely on edge. Oh yes and he did say that there’s plenty more
where that came from.”

Scott sipped his drink and frowned. “Go on.”

“I happened to mention it to Richard and he got really
stressed. He stormed off to speak to Elliott about this holiday.”

Prin worried Scott would lay into him for wasting his
time.

“It’s not just that,” Prin continued. “Even before that, I
mentioned to Richard about the theft and he told me, in no uncertain terms, that it hadn’t
happened in IT. I wasn’t to bring trouble to his door.”

Scott frowned. “Richard Brammin is on more money than
you and I combined. Why would
he want to rob a load of dildos? It
doesn’t make sense.”

Prin stared down at his cup. “I shouldn’t have bothered
you. I’m sorry.”

“No,” Scott said. “That’s not what I’m saying. This is
suspicious as fuck. Problem is, we need a damned sight more before I can take on Richard
Brammin.”

“You believe me then?”

“Of course I do.”

Prin beamed. He had been so sure he was sticking his neck
out only to get it chopped off. Now he’d unburdened himself, he felt so much lighter.

“What’s next?”

“Let me sleep on it,” Scott replied. “Don’t mention it to
anyone. Have no fear, Prin. I will come up with a plan. I always do.”

Scott followed this up with a wink that went straight to
Prin’s groin. Being thrown together with this gorgeous man could be very interesting
indeed.

Series Blurb (Three Books)

Pleasure
Seekers
is the online store for the nation’s
naughty needs. It caters to all tastes from edible underwear to lube to things that are a little
more niche.

Based in Brighton on the
South Coast, Pleasure Seekers’ mission is to revolutionise Britain’s sex life.

But what kind of person
works in a company like this?

Meet Tyler, Eddie and Scott.
Three men who are about to have the summer of their lives.

Who says taking your work
home with you is a bad thing?

About the Author

I have written for as long as I
could write. In fact, before, when I would dictate to my auntie. I love to read, and I love to
create worlds and characters.

I live in the English
countryside. When I’m not writing, I like to get out there and think through the next scenario
I’m going to throw my characters into.

Inspiration can be found
anywhere, on a train, in a restaurant or in an office. I am always in search of the next
character to find love in one of my stories. In a world of apps and online dating, it is
important to remember love can be found when you least expect it.

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RECENT RELEASE BOOK BLAST: “In the Dragon’s Lair” by Joy Lynn Fielding. $10.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included.

RECENT RELEASE BOOK
BLAST

Book Title: In the
Dragon’s Lair (Wings Over Albion #2)

Author and Publisher: Joy
Lynn Fielding

Cover Artist:
Miblart.

Release Date: June 10, 2024

Genre: Paranormal M/M Romance

Tropes: Shifters; enemy of my enemy; mutual pining; class
gap.

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 75 000
words

It is a standalone book,
though it’s part of a series.

It does not end on a
cliffhanger.

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Buy Links – Available in Kindle Unlimited

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Blurb

Nate Mortimer is hot, funny, and kissing him is like falling
into the sun.

He’s also the last man I should ever be with.

He’s smooth, wealthy, and practically dragon royalty. But
me? I’m just a dragon from the Cornish countryside. Or so I like people to think.

I’m investigating the Fortescues, one of the richest, most
powerful dragon families in Britain. Problem is, I’m not the only one who’s undercover. Every
time I turn around, Nate’s in my way.

Can I trust him? He has his own issues with the Fortescues.
Those dragons are dangerous, and his plotting could draw me into a lethal power struggle.
His emotional baggage and troublesome ex? Also problematic.

And none of that helps me keep my mind—or hands—off
him.

If I’m not careful, falling for the wrong dragon-shifter could
cost me so much more than just my heart…

Excerpt

“Is there a reason you’re interested in an empty old theatre?” I
asked Nate while Ella was busy taking off her coat.

“I’m researching for a book I intend to write.”

“One about making millions off the backs of others in a
banking empire, I’m guessing,” I said, promptly wanting to kick myself as his eyebrows
raised. I was supposed to be getting close to him, not letting him know what I thought about
his lifestyle. “I mean, what’s it about?”

“Nate’s going to write a best-seller about Jane Austen’s torrid
love affair with the actor Robert Elliston,” Ella said, sliding her arm through Nate’s to press
her cheek against his shoulder.

“I didn’t know Jane Austen had an affair,” I said.

“She didn’t,” Nate said, then paused. “Well, she probably
didn’t. Though I suppose it’s not beyond the bounds of possibility if she was extraordinarily
discreet about it. For my purposes, all that matters is that she’s known to have relished
Elliston’s performances. She was so impressed by him that she worried he might leave Bath
when he inherited some money. Anyway, Ella—you know this place. Lead on.”

We spent the next hour or so wandering around, exploring
thoroughly.

“Do you think Jane Austen was a theatre groupie?” I asked as
we walked into one of the dressing rooms.

Nate’s face lit with humour. Ella’s, however, was full of scorn.
“Don’t you know anything about her?”

I didn’t care what she thought of me. Nate was still grinning,
and it was a good look on him.

“I’m going to have to put that in the book,” he said. “I should
call it Greasepaint and Blowjobs: The Secret Life of Jane Austen.”

“Honestly.” Ella rolled her eyes and stomped off.

That gave me a chance to finally talk to Nate. “Sorry about last
night,” I lied through my teeth. “It seemed the best thing to do in the heat of the
moment.”

He smiled at me, a different sort of smile from his amused
grin, and it sent all kinds of messages to my cock. “Are you really sorry?” he asked,
and for the first time, I understood what people meant when they said someone purred
when speaking. “I’m not.”

“Maybe we should try out something for your book,” I
suggested. “Get some of the groupie logistics nailed down.”

“I hope it’s more than logistics that are going to be nailed,” he
murmured, moving forward, an almost hypnotic sway to his stride.

“Nate!” Ella’s shout echoed down the corridor outside. “You
need to look at this.”

The moment was well and truly broken, though my cock still
hadn’t got the memo.

“Coming,” he yelled back, and then winced. “Or not,” he
added, with a rueful sideways glance at me before heading out of the room.

I followed, enjoying the sight of his arse once again. I didn’t
know what to make of Nate Mortimer. My dick knew what it wanted to make of him, and
that was a sweating, panting, ruined mess. But I hadn’t spent enough time with him yet to
work out who he was. When Charlie had cornered him at the bar, he’d been…vulnerable?
Something other than a smooth entitled banker, anyway. I’d warmed to him when we’d
joked about Jane Austen giving blowjobs. He would be easy to like. And just now, he’d
definitely been open to getting laid.

But he was a banker, so I had no interest in
puzzling him out. I simply needed to get him talking so I could find out why one of the
Mortimer family had been poking about in James Fortescue’s study.

About the Author

Joy Lynn Fielding lives in a
small English market town, where she indulges her passions for vintage aircraft, horse riding
and gardening (though not all at the same time).

She tends to talk a lot about
the fascinating facts she discovers during her research for books. Thankfully, she has a very
patient Labrador who has a gift for looking interested in what she’s saying while he waits for
the food to arrive.

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NEW RELEASE: “Killian (Twisted Tales of D’Vaire, Book1) by Jessamyn Kingley

NEW RELEASE – NEW
SERIES

Book Title: Killian
(Twisted Tales of D’Vaire, Book 1)

Author and Publisher:
Jessamyn Kingley

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of
Mayhem Cover Creations

Release Date: June 6,
2024

Genre: MM Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Trope: Fated mates

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 96 000
words

It is a standalone story and
d
oes not end on a cliffhanger.

Goodreads

 

Buy Links – Available in Kindle
Unlimited

Amazon US | Amazon UK

 

For two soulmates, a
single twist of fate can change everything.

 

Blurb

In 1369, Killian the Dwyer is a young druid still learning to
rule his people. His journey is aided by his peers. Two years ago, Killian accepted an
opportunity to join a council of respected leaders. Which is why, on one fateful day, Killian
and his fellow leaders venture to a castle of dragons.

Their intent is to build an alliance—what they find is death.

But that is not all Killian discovers. Standing alone in a garden is a shy dragon with scales of a
deep dark green—Killian’s favored hue. The shifter’s name is Duke Dravyn D’Vairedraconis,
and he is Killian’s mate.

Dravyn knows little about the world. At four, he lost his
parents and his uncle made him into a servant. Now, Dravyn is standing across from a
sorcerer, and Killian’s magic scares him and his beast. Although he cannot deny that Killian is
beautiful, Dravyn has no words to convey the mixture of emotions brewing in him.

Hours after Killian leaves the castle, a twist changes
everything. Soon, more than fear separates Killian and Dravyn. Obstacles stand between
them, but Fate has already paired their souls. What are they willing to sacrifice to honor the
goddess and the tug of their hearts?

 

Excerpt

Killian smiled at the dragon conquering his heart as they
arrived on D’Vaire land, following a quick teleportation spell. They’d spent an unforgettable
night in Killian’s bed, and he couldn’t wait for a repeat experience. Never in Killian’s life had
he known such passion. It was not desire alone either. With no experience as someone’s
devoted partner, Killian had not known how tender he could feel for another person.

But he wondered why he was surprised. Dravyn was a
complex mixture of shy gardener and dragon Duke. In the dark green eyes gazing into his
own was Dravyn’s every emotion. Killian was both humbled and encouraged by the caring he
found there, and he appreciated the wonder too. After so many years apart and their
personal struggles, it was shockingly easy to find accord between them.

It made Killian realize that, while he did not approve of
every twist Fate had put in his life, he was devoted to the goddess because she’d gifted him
Dravyn.

Killian slid an arm around Dravyn’s waist and tugged him
close for a kiss.

“I fear I no longer have the ability to control myself around
you now that I know how delicious you taste,” Killian said against Dravyn’s lips.

“We have kissed for weeks now.”

“I was speaking of the other parts of your body I sampled
last night and again this morning.”

Dravyn’s cheeks filled with color. “Killer, dragons have
exceptional hearing, and what happens between us is private. The house is not so far from
us.”

“I will behave if you promise to be in my bed again
soon.”

“That is not an invitation I would refuse.”

Cupping the back of Dravyn’s neck to tug the tall Duke
toward him, Killian reunited their mouths and allowed his tongue to explore unhindered. In
the bright morning sun, Killian’s prick grew hard and Dravyn’s delightfully large cock poked
Killian’s belly. Seconds away from casting another teleportation circle and pushing the
dragon down to the mattress in his tree, Killian gasped as Dravyn shoved him away.

Dravyn’s eyes darted from side to side, and his entire face
was bright red. Grabbing the edges of his cloak, Dravyn burrowed into his clothing.

“We are here to grow a tree,” Dravyn protested.

“I should allow you to hear the music of your garden. It has
switched from its usual soft melody to a deep thunderous beat. They approve of our union
and expressing what Fate has given us as mates.”

Reaching out, Dravyn patted a nearby cluster of leaves.

“Thank you,” Dravyn whispered to the garden, and in that
moment, Killian fell in love. He’d known he was headed there, but it was the glowing
affection and kindness Dravyn showed his plants that tipped Killian over the edge. Dravyn
was truest to himself in his garden. Like Killian, he understood these weren’t just vines and
flowers. They were living things with emotions.

Startled by the intensity of losing his heart to someone,
Killian stumbled back a step and hoped Fate had a future for them filled with promise.
Obstacles stood before them, and their lives were still separated in many important ways.
Could love conquer all? Killian certainly hoped it would. He wanted it to. So easily he could
imagine an eternity with Dravyn. But did the dragon want the same?

 

About the Author

Jessamyn Kingley has
published over thirty titles and refuses to pick a favorite among them. With an extraordinary
passion for her characters, she enthusiastically adds tales to her D’Vaire series and avidly re-
reads them whenever her schedule allows. After decades living in the Washington, DC area,
she now resides in Nevada with her husband and their three spoiled cats. When she is not
writing or adding new ideas to her beloved notebooks, she is gaming with family and friends.

 

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NEW RELEASE: “Kicks” by Kristian Parker

NEW RELEASE

Book Title: Kicks
(Pleasure Seekers, Book 2)

Author and Publisher: Kristian
Parker

Cover Artist: Kelly
Martin

Release Date: May 15,
2024

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Friends with benefits to lovers, workplace romance

Themes: Resolving family issues.

Trigger warning – deals with
historical suicide attempt

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 50 040 words/ 214
pages

It is book two in the Pleasure
Seekers series and
does not end on a
cliffhanger.

Goodreads

Buy Links –
Available in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon US | Amazon UK

Love always uncovers the
truth

Blurb

Eddie Channing has never bothered with a career. Yet
somehow he’s become the best salesman at Pleasure Seekers.

When his boss makes a shock announcement, Eddie isn’t
just fighting for his job—his whole life as he knows it is at stake.

Enter Billy Webster. A Brighton shop owner still grieving the
loss of his mother as well as raising his teenage sister, he could hold the answers to all of
Eddie’s problems…if Eddie can screw a good chunk of commission out of him. But Eddie,
who’s as chilled about his love life as he is about his professional one, is shaken to the core
when he first sets eyes on Billy. Can he lie to him straight away, and keep the deception
going if they become involved?

And what will happen if the truth comes out, to Eddie, Billy
and any relationship they’ve built?

Trigger warning – elements of grief for the loss of a
mother (off page).

Excerpt

The front doorbell sounded, snapping Billy to
attention.

“He must be here,” he said.

“Or it’s a customer,” Harry replied.

“I admire your optimism. I’ll go.”

Billy strode out into the shop. A man had his back to him.
He appeared to be inspecting a shell-covered jewellery box. Not one of Billy’s wisest
choices.

“Can I help you?”

When the man turned around, Billy gasped. He hadn’t seen
someone that handsome in a long time. With light brown skin and short dreadlocks that
appeared to have been tinted by the sun, he glowed.

He was a contrast to Billy’s much darker tone and cropped
hair. Fashion statements had never been high on Billy’s agenda. He took pride in his
appearance whilst making minimal effort. Although when Crystal’s friends all became
obsessed with giving each other facials at sleepovers, he did succumb to letting Crystal
practice her technique on him.

The life of a girl dad proved to be a never-ending voyage of
discovery.

“Mr Webster?” the exquisite specimen said.

“Um…yes.”

“Eddie Channing. From Pleasure Seekers. We have an
appointment?”

“That’s right.”

“Sorry, Mr Channing,” Harry said as he pushed past Billy.
“My brother appears to have let the heat get to him. I’m Harry and this is Billy.”

Eddie shook his hand. “That’s better. I’d get confused
dealing with two Mr Websters.”

Billy got a hold of himself and forced his brain to focus. “My
apologies, Mr…Eddie. I don’t know what came over me.”

This man intrigued Eddie. “Don’t worry about it. As long as I
have the bragging rights. It’s not every day I make a handsome man lose his words. My
flatmates will be amazed.”

Did he just call me handsome?

Billy refused to let his emotions take control. This was
important. He wouldn’t fall for a salesman’s tactics.

He held his hand out. When Eddie took it, Billy tried his
best to ignore the spark of electricity that fizzed through him.

“Would you like to come through?” Billy said.

“I’ll put the closed sign on,” Harry chipped in.

“No n—” Billy started.

Harry widened his eyes at him. “Probably for the
best.”

Suddenly, Billy saw how wildly out of his depth he was.
Harry seemed to be treating this like one of his fights. He was ducking and weaving all over
the place. Billy had never been any good at games.

That was probably why they were about to go bust.

He led Eddie through. The close proximity making his heart
beat a little faster. However, those few steps gave him the chance to get it together.

“Take a seat,” he said. “Can I get you a drink? It’s hot
today.”

“No, I’m good,” Eddie said.

Billy took his usual seat at the little desk. He gestured for
Eddie to take the armchair that Crystal usually sat in to do her homework.

Harry soon followed them and perched delicately on the
remaining stool. He was far too big for it. Billy prayed to everything holy that it wouldn’t
collapse under him.

Why didn’t I give him this seat? Fuck’s sake, calm down.
It doesn’t matter.

SERIES BLURB

Pleasure Seekers
is the online store for the nation’s naughty needs. It caters to all tastes from edible
underwear to lube to things that are a little more niche.

Based in Brighton on the
South Coast, Pleasure Seekers’ mission is to revolutionise Britain’s sex life.

But what kind of person
works in a company like this?

Meet Tyler, Eddie and Scott.
Three men who are about to have the summer of their lives.

Who says taking your work
home with you is a bad thing?

Check out Book 1 here

About the Author

I have written for as long as I
could write. In fact, before, when I would dictate to my auntie. I love to read, and I love to
create worlds and characters.

I live in the English
countryside. When I’m not writing, I like to get out there and think through the next scenario
I’m going to throw my characters into.

Inspiration can be found
anywhere, on a train, in a restaurant or in an office. I am always in search of the next
character to find love in one of my stories. In a world of apps and online dating, it is
important to remember love can be found when you least expect it.

Author Links

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