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NEW RELEASE: “Hunter’s Hidden Camera” by Anthony Auswat

NEW RELEASE

Book Title: Hunter’s Hidden Camera

Author: Anthony Auswat

Publisher: Point Liberty Press

Cover Artist: Vangega 

Release Date: April 1, 2026

Tense/POV: first person, present tense, single POV

Genres: MM Psychological Thriller

Tropes: Forbidden desire, taboo obsession, slow burn, secret crush, friends to lovers

Themes: Coming of age, coming out, gay awakening, voyeurism, sibling rivalry

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length:  68 000 words/318 pages

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

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A high school track athlete with a perverse hobby. A college heartthrob with a secret life. A dark gay m/m thriller that will stop at nothing until everyone gets exposed.

Blurb

Hunter seems to have it all: brains, biceps, and a bright future beyond the halls of his oppressive high school. He also has a private obsession that he knows is wrong: secretly recording his older brother, Nash, with a spy cam. It starts as a thrill and morphs into a power trip. But one day, the video footage reveals something so disturbing that it cracks Hunter’s life straight down the middle.

Now he’s trapped in a nightmare where desire leaves fingerprints, loyalty pulls triggers, and the brother he thought he knew might be the most dangerous person in the room. To survive what he’s uncovered, Hunter turns to his best friend, Oscar, who may also be the man Hunter never knew he needed.

When the family you’re born into puts you at risk, the family you choose may be the only thing that keeps you alive.

Hunter’s Hidden Camera is an emotionally charged LGBTQ coming-of-age psychological thriller about hunger, shame, and the brutal cost of exposure.

Smile for the camera.

Excerpt 

M y brother has Big Dick Energy. He walks tall, as if he’s purposefully stretching out his body, a real-life Mr. Fantastic, his head held high but kind of cocked to the side, like he’s sizing up the world and impressed with what he sees. His arms swing almost carelessly, taking up more space around him than he needs. He’s got very visible swagger, his right foot landing on the ground a bit wider than his left one, landing a little crooked, as a way to make room for the almost always noticeable bulge in his pants.

But despite all this, despite the way he carries himself, he doesn’t come across as arrogant. His confidence is quiet. You can see it when you catch a glimpse of him alone, like when he’s cooking salmon and vegetables for himself for lunch or when he’s shooting baskets in the backyard. You can also see it in the way he interacts with others: the ease with which he talks to people, familiar and strange, and the friendliness he brings to almost every encounter.

I mean, I guess if you have a dick that big, life is all sunshine and blue skies and you want to be friendly to everybody. God, I hate him.

It’s not that I have a micro-penis or anything. I think I’m proportional, or at least average, or at least almost average, but it’s hard to tell because most of the dicks I see are in porn and that’s not the real world. I’m eighteen, my brother’s twenty-one, and I have now resigned myself to the fact that I’ll never catch up.

I’m thinking all this while digging in one of my brother’s dresser drawers, the one with all his underwear in it. He rotates between boxer briefs, trunks, and briefs, all different colors, some with patterns. He’s got designer brands like Calvin Klein and Diesel, but he’s also got some targeted at the youth market, from stores like Abercrombie & Fitch and Hollister. There are also a few very basic Fruit of the Loom and Hanes thrown in there, probably left over from his high school days.

Sometimes I wonder if his underwear works the same way a costume works for a superhero. Peter Parker is just Peter Parker, but when he puts on his Spider-Man outfit he is a man transformed. He is more confident, feels more powerful. Same goes for Iron Man, Ant-Man, most of them. Is my brother just a normal person, brimming with insecurities and worries, whose BDE only turns on when tighty-whities are wrapped around him?

My brother (his name is Nash) is away at college, currently a senior majoring in business, and my parents are on vacation in Las Vegas, so I have the house to myself this morning.

I grab one of Nash’s white Calvin Klein trunks. I’m jealous that he can rock these like a model. He wouldn’t look out of place next to Noah Centineo and Shawn Mendes, who broke the internet when their hot underwear ads were released. Again, it’s not that I’m out of shape or some kind of freak of nature. I’m actually pretty fit, pretty athletic, and pretty much the best track athlete at my school. It’s just that compared to Nash I feel like nothing.

About the Author

Anthony Auswat is the author of dark, demented, and deeply gay thrillers, including The Teacher Inside Me and Hunter’s Hidden Camera, which were viral sensations online before they were officially published. He draws from personal experience and transforms it into genre storytelling. He lives in California, where he keeps a low profile and a high body count.

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BLOG TOUR: “The Book of Oded” by Oded Kassirer

BLOG TOUR

Book Title: The Book of Oded, Chapter 2

Author and Publisher: Oded Kassirer

Release Date: October 8, 2025

Genres: Gay Non-Fiction Memoir

Tropes: A kind of forbidden love

Themes: Coming out, HIV/AIDS

Length: approx. 25 000 words/ 94 pages

Heat Rating: No sexual content

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

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A Story of Love in 17 parts

A poetic and deeply personal exploration of love, identity, and spiritual truth through a queer lens — part reflection, part quiet confession. This book speaks to anyone who’s searched for belonging or inner peace.

Blurb  The Book of Oded, Chapter 2: A Story of Love in 17 Parts is a true story told through seventeen short reflections, each introduced by a photograph. This real-life memoir follows Oded Kassirer’s journey through love in its many forms—love that comforts, love that tests us, and love that stays even when people are gone. With honesty and openness, Oded shares moments from his own life, weaving together memory, relationships, and the everyday search for meaning. Each part begins with an image, creating a rhythm of words and photos that invite the reader to pause, reflect, and connect. The book moves gently between joy and loss, humor and sorrow, offering a window into how love shapes us over time. The Book of Oded, Chapter 2 is both deeply personal and universal—a reminder that behind every story of one life, there is also the story of love itself. Excerpt Looks like I don’t have to do that anymore, since Gil and I are dating now. Well… Gil being a lieutenant in the Israeli army, we only see each other once every two or three weeks, for maybe a day and a half. So we’re dating-lite. But there’s more. You see, I’m out, and Gil is… well, I’m in a bigger closet than Gil.. OK, let me explain something about coming out and closets: you don’t just come out once and you’re done. No. You come out of the closet you’re in, into a slightly bigger closet. First, friends know. Then some family. Then all family, maybe a few coworkers. And so on, into bigger and bigger closets, until one day you think you’re totally out. But when you hesitate to put a photo of you and your boyfriend on your work desk, you realize: you’re still in a closet. A really big one, but still a closet. So in my case, my friends know, and some of my family knows too. But as I start dating Gil, I find myself stepping backwards into a smaller closet. Back to lying to my family and friends. They ask: “So how do you know this guy Gil? He’s four, five years younger than you.” “Oh, he’s my friend.” “But we are your friends…” And with Gil’s family it’s worse. We have to invent a background story, making sure our lies match. It’s back to lying and living a double life — something I’ve always hated. Maybe because we don’t actually live together, and only see each other once in a while, I agree to it. Maybe I don’t value enough the freedom of being out. Or maybe I need to go through this to finally understand it. And so Gil and I continue to keep our relationship very low profile. We have to be creative to communicate. Gil is stationed at a small base in the Golan Heights, just a few hours north of Tel Aviv, right on the border with Syria. When I call him, I can’t say what I really want to say. All the lines are tapped—not to catch gay soldiers, but to make sure nobody leaks classified information. Gil, being an intelligence lieutenant, is very aware of this. So even saying “I miss you” is, for him, like shouting into the phone: “GAY! GAY! GAY!” So we come up with a code. We both love listening to Sarah Vaughan, the jazz singer. “Sarah” becomes our password. Our way of saying what we can’t. “Hey Gil, how are you? Oh, by the way, Sarah really misses you.” “Tell her I miss her too.” “And she wants you to know that she loves you.” “Tell her I love her too.” It works—until one day, Gil can’t come to the phone and I leave a message with someone else: “Could you please tell Gil that… Sarah misses him?” When Gil finds out, all hell breaks loose.

About the Author 

Oded Kassirer was born and raised in Tel Aviv, Israel, and moved to Los Angeles in 1988. His creative journey began in film and animation, where he worked on major studio projects before turning toward acting, writing, and personal storytelling.

Alongside his career in the arts, Oded has explored photography and visual expression, blending images and words to reflect the intimate moments of everyday life. The Book of Oded: A Story of Love in 17 Parts is his first book – a true story that combines memoir and photographs in a deeply personal exploration of love, memory, and connection.

He lives in Los Angeles, with his husband, Oscar.

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RECENT RELEASE: “Jingled” by Evan J. Corbin

RECENT RELEASE

Book Title: Jingled

Author:  Evan J. Corbin

Publisher: Atonement Books, LLC

Cover Artist: https://openbookdesign.biz/

Release Date: November 7, 2025

Tense/POV: Third Person

Genres: MM Speculative Fiction; Satire

Theme: Family accepting a gay son

Heat Rating: 1 out of 5 flames

Length: 77 777 words/275 pages

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

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When Christmas never ends… Reality does.  

A biting, satirical thriller about a world trapped in endless Christmas cheer.

Blurb

Matt Daughtry has always felt like he and his parents live in separate worlds—his shaped by the urbane, Northeastern liberal elite, theirs by Southern conservatism, homespun “common sense,” and talk show-fueled conspiracies. His homosexuality remains an open secret, something they sidestep rather than confront, much less accept. When he and his sister return for Christmas, the wrong sibling brings home a boyfriend for the first time.

What starts as a tense but routine holiday gathering takes a surreal turn the next morning. Flights are canceled, pilots and flight attendants mysteriously take time off, and by the following day, an estimated seventy-eight million Americans fail to return to work. Their explanation? They just want to spend more time with their families. Christmas can be every day when you’re with family.

His parents—and millions of Americans—are suffering from a bizarre condition, trapped in an endless holiday loop, determined to celebrate Christmas every day. They make choices that go against their self-interests.  Blissfully unbothered by their accumulating debts, economic collapse, or even basic responsibilities, they live in a festive delusion seemingly fueled by an addictive algorithm used by an evangelical shopping app called MerryNet.

At first, Matt sees no reason to get involved. He’s never been able to reach his parents before—why would this be any different? But as the syndrome spreads, paralyzing the country, he stumbles upon evidence linking the outbreak to corporate actors intent on silencing their perceived right-wing enemies. Faced with a choice between complicity and action, Matt realizes that exposing the truth may come at the cost of his career, safety, and sanity. But the country may slide further into a dystopian nightmare if he doesn’t act.

With the help of his boyfriend and sister, Matt must not only uncover the syndrome’s cause and cure but also confront the deeper divisions tearing his family—and the nation—apart.

Excerpt 

Chapter 1

Matt did the math. This was the fifth year he had flown from Chicago to Charlotte to see his family. Five years. Five flights down. Five more back. Five broken promises. He made the same promise every year after Christmas, usually somewhere between his parents’ driveway and the ticketing counter at the airport to fly back home. Never Again. Yet, here he was, sitting in the driver’s seat of the mid-sized rental car parked outside his parents’ house. Again. At least this year, he’d brought reinforcements.

“I just had my vape a second ago,” Matt said, wedging his hand between the driver’s seat and the gear shift, his fingers fanned out, groping for the one thing that would ease his anxiety. 

“Is it in your coat pocket?” Grant asked.

“I checked,” Matt said, using his other hand to frisk his chest again. 

“Sweetheart,” Grant said, pointing at him. “It’s in your lap.”

“Jesus,” Matt said. “I should put it on one of those chains like they have for pens at the bank.”

Grant brought his matching vape to his lips and sucked on it. “Spoken like two people who could absolutely quit any time they want to.”

Matt coughed. “Maybe once Christmas is over. Until then, I can’t handle any more anxiety.”

His thoughts turned back to his parents. He could recite their lines like a Broadway play that lingered long after its popularity had waned. His mother would allude to a “war on Christmas.” As a proxy for the Northeastern liberal elite, he could count on his father to hold him personally liable for the perceived collapse of family values and decency. He knew it would usually earn a ceasefire to see him and his sister, except this year, the wrong sibling was bringing a boyfriend home for the first time.

“It’s pretty,” Grant said, craning his neck to look at the two-story house with the white vinyl siding. 

Matt scoffed. The home he grew up in was scarcely any different from the other homes on the block.  He knew his boyfriend was only trying to help, but he ignored him and took another slow drag on his vape. He exhaled a thin plume of vapor, watching it curl around the steering wheel in a car that grew colder with each minute he procrastinated. He stuffed the vape into his coat. 

Matt thought of his vape and figured he wouldn’t be the only one with a concealed weapon at his parents’ house. His father, a proud concealed-carry permit owner, wouldn’t let the family forget his holstered “right to bear arms” strapped under his armpit. Honestly, Matt thought, it barely qualified as “concealed” when his dad worked it into every discussion, from gas prices to his latest election conspiracy.

Matt, by contrast, prided himself on his ability to keep secrets like the one now discreetly tucked into his coat. He’d never been caught, though his frequent trips to the bathroom hadn’t escaped his mother’s relentless curiosity. Her concern for his well-being was as unwavering as his determination to dodge the interrogations she called “conversations.” 

Last year, after two clandestine trips to the bathroom in less than an hour, with the earnestness only she could muster, she’d asked if he needed to see a doctor about his prostate. At twenty-nine years old, he knew the suggestion was absurd. Matt resisted the temptation to tell her that if he wanted his prostate examined, he had an app for that.

About the Author  

Evan is a member of the LGBTQ community who fancies himself as a playboy socialite, living in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.  Between work and lucid moments of sobriety, he writes a little.  His debut novel is a light-hearted work that still manages to confront religious hypocrisy and contemporary LGBTQ struggles to balance their loss of culture with new-found civil rights.

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BOOK BLAST: “The Witch Who Owned Time” by Mia Story.

BOOK BLAST


Book Title: The Witch
Who Owned Time

Author and Publisher: Mia
Story

Release Date: February 6,
2024

Genres: Contemporary
bisexual transgender romance (MtF)

Tropes: Prostitution,
witchcraft, persecution, evolution

Themes: Coming out,
forgiveness, personal growth, pursuit of happiness

Heat Rating: 3
flames

Length: 446 print
pages

It is a standalone
book.

The book ends on a bit of a
cliffhanger.

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A transgender witch
survives.

Blurb

Mira has survived climate change and social upheaval. She
lives in a deserted part of a small town in Iowa. Mother Nature has blessed her as have
many spiritual beings. Mira finds a partner and lots of friends. She takes on the cause of

Robot equality mostly because of her experiences as a transgender girl years ago. Due to
climate change the ocean is now very near her town. Mira is instrumental in helping her
community grow and evolve.

Excerpt

But all these thoughts just dissolved as they entered the
water. For awhile Mira and Septa stood on the edge of the water and sand and let the little
waves surge about their feet. Soon their feet were sunk in the sand.

“Why does the sand eat away from under my feet with the
water Mira?”

“That is the tidal action sweetie. Tides are more than that
little action however. They pull the water en masse out to sea and then bring it closer in.
Soon Angelica and Mixy will have to move their umbrella and towel as the water will be
lapping at their feet! You can see Mixy’s little castle is already in danger of wave
invasion!”

Septa glanced over to Mixy and her castle and laughed as
Mixy tried to keep the waves from destroying her creation.

“Maybe we should go and help poor Mixy?”

“No, she is learning about waves and the beach just like
you. Besides it’s time you got wet!”

Mira grabbed Septa’s hand and pulled her out into an
oncoming wave! Septa sputtered as she emerged from the wave breaking over her
head.

“My nose is full of water! It hurts!”

“That is the salt water. Don’t try drinking it!”

Then Mira realized bots did not drink water and paused for
a second. “Mira do you think it is OK if I swallowed some sea water?”

Septa had a desperate look on her face.

“It is OK Septa. I swallow it all the time. And my nose hurts
too when it gets into it. Best to keep mouth closed and breathe out a little when the nose is
covered in water. Why don’t we practice breathing out in the sea?”

Mira dipped her face into the water and made bubbles with
her nose. Septa did the same thing and came up rubbing her eyes.

“Now my eyes hurt!”

“Oh yes, remember to close your eyes in salt water! We will
bring masks and fins next time so you can open your eyes underwater.”

Mira and Septa spent a half hour playing in the shallow
water, dodging the waves and splashing each other.

“OK dear, it is time for your first body surfing!”

Mira and Septa held hands as they walked out into the
heavier surf. The waves looked so large close up! The waves came up as huge walls of water.
Septa noticed that the waves were in groups, starting off little and getting larger, and then
smaller again. One really big wave was coming at them.

“Now watch me closely Septa and then duck under the
wave!”

Both girls could feel the tug of water out to sea as the wave
came closer and closer. It was just about to break when Mira plunged ahead of it with her
arms above her head and her hands coming to a point. The huge wave carried Mira away!
Septa ducked under the wave and watched Mira get pushed into shore. She kept her head
down and her body straight and looked like a human fish! Soon Mira was swimming back
outto Septa.

“Your turn!”

“Oh Mira I’m afraid!”

“I will go with you. Just keep your eyes and mouth closed
and body straight. Everything will be OK. If you get into trouble just stand up! I will help you
if things feel too weird.”

Septa got low in the water. She could feel the tug
backwards as the wave approached. She glanced back at the towering wave high over her
head. She could see the very top was super thin and getting ready to break. Septa put her
arms straight over her head and pushed off with her feet. She remembered to keep her eyes
closed and breathed a small amount of air out of her nose. She could feel the wave catch her
and propel her forward! She felt the wave break on her back as she surged forward! All was
a tangle of water and foam and breakneck speed. But inside she felt calm, like this was
nature speaking to her through the water. She felt like a baby being cradled by mother
ocean! Septa kept her back and legs straight and felt like an arrow speeding to shore. She
could sense someone beside her in the water. Then she felt the water torrent ease up and
become shallow. Septa lifted up her head. She was already on the beach! She turned on her
side and there was Mira lying next to her. They looked at each other and began to
laugh!

About the Author

I have been writing short stories since my children asked for
them. My first was about a skunk family and their interaction with a pig! I suppose my grad
school experiences with art and English charted my course a bit. When I moved to Iowa from
North Carolina I missed the ocean so much I wrote a whole novel about it. About that time I
was studying the Ramayana and wrote a fairy story based on that. My first fairy friend was
Coleste, a fairy that inhabited my computer. She is still with me today. My grandmother
passed down many fairy stories and some knowledge she had inherited from her family. As
best as I can figure it my family was in America to escape the witch hunting in England. But I
could never be certain except for all the clues that were handed to me. Today I am truly
grateful for my spirit friends. They helped me snap out of a downward spiral when my son
died. To believe in fairies and spirits is not something I have to struggle with. It is something
that is just part of me.

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RELEASE BLITZ: “Long Past Dawn” by J.K. Jones.

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: Long Past Dawn

Author and Publisher: J.K.
Jones

Release Date: March 23,
2022

Genre: M/M
Romance

Tropes: Forbidden love,
friends to lovers, Gang Romance, High School Romance

Themes: Coming out, drug
addiction, abuse forgiveness

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 54 858 words/250
pages

It is a standalone story but
has a soft cliffhanger.

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Blurb

Thug.
Delinquent. Savagery runs hot in his veins. Miguel
González doesn’t have any memories that don’t include cruel fists raining down on him. The
only light in his life had been his younger sister Valeria, who was slaughtered during a drug
run by the Gulf cartels.
Vengeance is the only answer.

War is brewing between the Gulf cartels and Los
Zetas. With it, a rising drug lord threatening to destroy everything he’s working towards.
Miguel will need to claw his way to the top if he wants justice.
It’s a new school year. There are a bunch of new
faces, fresh and eager to learn as they navigate through high school. Most people fear
him.
Then there’s him.
Javier Hernández isn’t afraid.
There’s something strange about Javier, something
lethal. His gaze is deep, penetrating. Like two blades covered in frost, sinking into his
chest.
Javier breaks beautiful things.
But Miguel begs for it.

Warning: Novella, gang wars, deals with
alcohol addiction, substance abuse, HFN ending.

Excerpt

St. Augustine, Florida

Miguel storms across the sea of bodies, shoving his way to the bar. He barks his order,
choking back something sweet and citrus. Fists pound in the air as raucous party-goers sway
to the music.

Where’s Mateo? He was supposed to be here.

The bruise on his eye throbs, blood still trickling down his brow from where his foster father,
Felipe, had punched him earlier. He can’t even remember what he did to piss Felipe off. It
started with a few jeers here and there, scathing comments about being a freeloader, then it
ended with Felipe’s fist raining down on him.

Fucking bastard. Miguel knows he shouldn’t have left Valeria alone with him.

It’s all the same shit. Guilt rakes up and down his body, but he pays at the counter, not
bothering to flash his fake ID before he downs his drink.

Shit. No sign of Mateo. Oh, well. He can’t wait forever.

Miguel fights his way through the crowd, desperate to get home soon. It’s late. Valeria will
be worried. That’s enough motivation to keep him moving faster. He’s only about halfway
across the room when he finally loses his patience and shoves into the next person blocking
his path.

The man turns, a deadly glint in his eye as he checks who just pushed him. Miguel glares
back defiantly, the stranger looking barely old enough to be allowed in a club at all.

He’s handsome. Devastatingly so. Miguel’s heart jams in his throat as the man smiles, sleek
and cool. Deadly. A shiver runs down his spine and he banishes it with the hot flood of
disgust that washes through him. This is not the time or place. Valeria, his younger sister, is
waiting for him.

The man’s gaze morphs into something softer, steel melted down with fire. A smirk drags
across his face and he steps closer. His hair is wild auburn curls, his skin ochre like the setting
sun. The stranger’s eyes are a swirling mix of greens, blues, and browns, a smoky hazel. He’s
wearing a neon green sheer top, his pierced nipples flickering in the strobe lights, and his
black skin-tight jeans make his legs look endless.

“Can you back the fuck off?” Miguel tries to say but his voice gets lost in the heavy,
pounding bass. He huffs out a breath and turns to continue elbowing his way through the
crowd. He barely manages a step, when a hand encircles his wrist, the strength in that grip
forcing him to stop.

He whips his head around to look back at the man who is impeding his escape. The fiery
look is still there, as Miguel glowers at him. The man just grins lazily, tugging on his wrist
until he trips forward.

The move causes Miguel to press up against the man, both of his hands splaying across his
chest and his face nearly buried in the crook of the man’s neck. What the fuck? He tries to
wrench himself back, to regain some distance from the man, when the other bends slightly
to brush his lips against the shell of Miguel’s ear.

“Leaving so soon?” His voice is hot and wet against his earlobe. Miguel shivers and he feels
the other man smile. “Dance with me.”

Fuck no. The way their bodies move is not what Miguel would call dancing. It’s too slow to
match the beat of the song. The stranger slots one of his thighs between Miguel’s legs and
presses forward, rolling his hips indecently. Miguel sucks in a sharp breath. With half a mind
to punch the man in the throat, he leans back slightly only to find his movement being

followed as a pair of lips attach themselves to his throat.

About the Author

Heaven and hell, demons and angels. J.K Jones has always had an affinity for otherworldly
things. From her debut novel, it’s easy to see she loves all things crawling in the shadows. As
it so happens, J.K Jones is the author of a gritty, fun, action-packed, soul-rending novel. Her
characters are so dark and twisted they defy the dimensions of this world. She does not
believe in HEA, she does believe in writing a suitable ending for her characters. Never will
you read any of her works where the characters ride off into the sunset together. Not going
to happen. There is nothing J.K. Jones loves more than a tragic ending. She is an avid reader,
poet, and LGBTQ activist. She is a University graduate with a BA in Sociology, also has a
TESOL certificate for teaching English as a Second Language.

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BOOK BLAST: “CLUBBED: A Story of Gay Love: Trials, Tribulations, and Triumphs” by Robert A. Karl. $25.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

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Book Title: CLUBBED: A Story of Gay Love: Trials, Tribulations and
Triumphs

Author: Robert A.
Karl

Publisher: Robert A.
Karl

Cover Artist: Hussnain
Designz

Release Date: April 13,
2021

Genre: Gay Historical Fiction

Themes: Coming Out, LGBTQ+ Community, Gay Club Life, Marriage
Equality, AIDS

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 74 547 words/ 246
pages

This is the first book in a
planned series of three. It does end on a
cliffhanger. This book mostly explores gay life before the AIDS pandemic began. The book
ends just as HIV is beginning to infect the gay community.

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Everyone at the club has a
story, and every story deserves to be told.

Blurb

Sex. Drugs. Lust. Courage. Loyalty. Betrayal. Drag Divas.
Hustlers. Porn. Gogo Boys. Anything is possible at the gay club scene. Even LOVE.

Joey, fresh from the suburbs, gets involved in the gay club
scene in Philadelphia during the late 1970s and early 80s. He shares the stories of a diverse
cast of characters, including his own special love story. Everyone at the club has a story, and
every story deserves to be told.

Excerpt

Once the team meeting was over, everyone left except for
me and Henry. I poured us a couple drinks while he climbed up the steps to the DJ booth,
turning the music up to a blast and starting the light show. He came down with a backpack,
carrying it to the middle of the dance floor, where he started unpacking, spreading a blanket
and a couple of pillows on the floor.

“We gonna sleep here?” I asked innocently, knowing what
his intentions were.

“Maybe,” Henry answered, with a wink. We sat
cross-legged on the blanket, surrounded by music and lights, as I raised my drink and
offered a toast. “To us and our gay sanctuary!” I said, clinking our glasses and drinking up. In
the next instant, Henry was on top of me, tearing at my clothes and grinding into me, kissing
me with the hot passion of youth.

A minute later, I was totally naked, on my stomach, with
Henry on top of me, penetrating me as he sucked on my neck so hard I knew that I’d have a
hot hickey the next day. He started slowly, rhythmically moving his hips as he dug his way
deeper and deeper inside me.

He knew what I liked and how I liked to be treated. He
whispered hoarsely in my ear, grunting earnestly, as he called me his little bitch, his ho, his
pussyboy, telling me that he owned my ass and more.

As he was forcing me to answer “Yes, Sir!” to his questions,
demanding I answer louder and louder each time, we suddenly heard the door to the men’s
room in the back open. Apparently, two of the new bartenders had decided to spend a little
quality time in there, enjoying a quick encounter after everyone else had left. When they
saw what was going on, with Henry dominating me thoroughly, they hurried towards the
exit, giggling the entire way.

“Good night, Boss!” they called out in unison.

“Good night, boys, see you tomorrow,” Henry answered, as
he kept his strong hand tight against my mouth so I could only remain silent.

“You know I’m the real boss, right?”

“Yes, Sir” was my immediate answer, as he shook in
spasms, coming to his climax, seeding me right there on the dance floor.

The grand opening finally arrived at 10 PM the next night. I
made sure that all the team members were in their proper positions, and I made a grand
gesture as I flung open the door – that big beautiful red door – to NOTHING. No one was
there to hit the new club at the very first minute.

“Calm down,” I thought to myself. I had to remind myself
that this is an after hours club, and who really would go to a place like this at 10 PM? The
real action at the regular bars wouldn’t even really get started for another hour at
least.

So the DJ kept spinning up in his booth, along with the
lighting tech controlling the lasers. The bartenders tried to keep themselves busy, wiping
down the bars and rinsing glasses that were already clean.

11 PM, still nothing. I was starting to get a little nervous.
Did we do all this for nothing? I was a small town guy in the big city. Maybe this was a dumb
idea.

Henry came over to talk and he was his usual self, full of
positivity. He told me that he personally knew over 100 guys who had promised to show up
for the first night.

At about 12:15 AM, a group of four guys finally came in
through the door. A feeling of sweet relief came over me that at least we had a few
customers, though I could see the disappointed look on their faces as they realized they
were the only people there. But that quickly changed as guys started to trickle in, slowly at
first, then turning to a steady stream.

By 1:30 AM, the club was more than half full, with the line
of customers waiting to get in getting longer with each passing minute. By the time the bars
in the Gayborhood closed at 2 AM, groups of rowdy, drunken gay men were making their
way a few blocks north, turning our grand opening into a truly grand night for
Sanctuary.

As the night progressed, I was drinking a little too heavily,
getting excited as I watched the crowd from the DJ booth. While it was a mostly white
crowd, I was happy that it wasn’t exclusively white, signaling that an integrated club just
might be acceptable in this town. Despite my drunkenness, I noticed a few details that
surprised me.

About the Author

Robert A. Karl is a native son
of Philadelphia, PA, the City of Brotherly Love. He earned his M.Ed. from Temple University
and worked for the School District of Philadelphia as a teacher and technology specialist for
30 years. He also taught courses in Educational Technology at the Temple University College
of Education.

Losing many friends to the
AIDS pandemic dramatically altered his world. Living in the LGBTQ community provided the
historical background for his first novel. His work is a tribute to the incredible diversity in the
LGBTQ community.

Currently retired and living in
San Juan, PR, he is the proud Gay Dog Dad to Zuna, the Awesome Boston Terrier.

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SERIES TOUR: “When We Were Young” by Maggie Blackbird

SERIES TOUR

Series Title: When We Were Young by Maggie Blackbird

I thought I saved you, but maybe you saved me too.

Series Blurb

At their Ojibway community, Billy Redsky, a drug-dealing punk, and René Oshawee, the chief’s haughty son, must walk the “red road” to finally confront their biggest fears: conquering the self-imposed obstacles in their path, if they are to have what they long for above anything else—to finally be together.

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Book Title: Real Warriors

Author: Maggie Blackbird

Publisher: Extasy Books

Length: 77 760 words/273 pages

Release Date: August 13, 2021

Genres: New Adult, multicultural, contemporary, LGBT romance

Tropes: First Time, Embracing Your Culture,

Themes: Coming out, coming of age, forgiveness

Heat Rating: 3 flames

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The courage of a warrior is a must on their new path, or they’ll never grasp their happily ever after.

Blurb

Just when eighteen-year-old Billy Redsky believes he’s holding his happily ever after in the palm of his hand, he must practice what he’s learned in ceremony to face two more tests—share with the world his love for René, and let go of the past.

But that’s not so easy. René is terrified of exposing their secret to anyone but his family. As for Billy’s brother, he has no intention of changing his criminal ways.

Only a miracle can help Billy reach his final destination on the “red road” his Ojibway ancestors once walked. For his dream to come true, he must look deep inside himself and trust the creator he follows.

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Book Title: Knight Moves

Publisher: Extasy Books

Length: 75,000 words/269 pages

Release Date: April 16, 2021

Genre/s: Young Adult, New Adult, multicultural, contemporary, LGBT romance

Trope/s: Break His Heart to Save Him; Long Distance Love’ Tortured Heroes; Family Disapproval; Friends to lovers

Themes: Coming out, coming of age, forgiveness

Heat Rating: 2 flames

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Although they’re torn apart, they still hold a piece of each other’s heart.

Blurb

After receiving his grade twelve diploma and marking his eighteenth birthday, René Oshawee cannot fight the temptation seventeen-year-old high school junior Billy Redsky blatantly offers now that what they share has become taboo.

When their secret romance is blown into the open, Billy’s foster parents send René to Toronto to complete the last of his schooling under the supervision of a family friend, leaving Billy behind at their Ojibway community.

Now Billy and René must make the biggest decision of their lives—fight for the true love they know they’ll never find with anyone else, or go their separate ways.

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Book Title: Toy Soldiers

Publisher: Extasy Books

Cover Artist: Martine Jardin

Length: 70,349 words/244 pages

Release Date: October 2, 2020

Genres: Young Adult, multicultural, contemporary, LGBT romance

Tropes: Friends to Lovers; Forbidden Love; First Love; Betrayal

Themes: Coming of age, self-discovery

Heat Rating: 1 flame

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Once a thief, always a thief, and if he can’t win the heart of the boy he loves, he’ll steal it.

Blurb

Billy Redsky’s made one of his biggest dreams come true, but there’s a problem. Even though the boy he loves is mere footsteps across the hall from his bedroom, they might as well live a country apart because claiming René Oshawee’s heart is more difficult than Billy anticipates.

Much to Billy’s disgust, René can’t accept his true self, so he’s incapable of loving someone else. And all he cares about is living a life the chief and his wife foresee for their youngest son.

If Billy is to finally have what he truly desires, he must stop René from running away from who he really is and face the man in the mirror, or what they share will never blossom into true love.

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Book Title: Two Princes

Author: Maggie Blackbird

Publisher: Extasy Books

Cover Artist: Martine Jardin

Length: 67 345 words/235 pages

Release Date: Friday, June 12, 2020

Genres: Young Adult, multicultural, contemporary, LGBT romance

Tropes: Rich boy, poor boy; Popular boy, outcast; musician and artist

Heat Rating: 1 flame

Themes: Coming of age, self-discovery

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To win over the chief’s haughty son, a drug-dealing punk from a dysfunctional family must risk the only two things he has: his reputation and freedom.

Blurb

Billy Redsky, a rebellious punk who loves art and nature, is saddled with a welfare-leeching, alcoholic mother and criminal older brother who are the joke of their Ojibway community. Sick and tired of being perceived as a loser, Billy deals drugs for his older brother to earn quick money. He hopes if he buys a dirt bike, he’ll finally impress the chief’s popular and aloof son, René Oshawee.

When the two are forced to serve detention together, a friendship blooms, but much to Billy’s frustration, René keeps putting him on ice. To make his biggest dream come true if he finally wants to call René his own, Billy must make a huge decision that could cost him everything.

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About the Author

An Ojibway from Northwestern Ontario, Maggie resides in the country with her husband and their fur babies, two beautiful Alaskan Malamutes. When she’s not writing, she can be found pulling weeds in the flower beds, mowing the huge lawn, walking the Mals deep in the bush, teeing up a ball at the golf course, fishing in the boat for walleye, or sitting on the deck at her sister’s house, making more wonderful memories with the people she loves most.

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RELEASE BLITZ: “The Bow II” by Jay Tripp.

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: The Bow II: Forbidden Romance

Author: Jay Tripp

Publisher: J T Print and
Publishing Services, LLC

Cover Artist: Olivia Pro
Designs

Release Date: April 2,
2021

Genre/s: Contemporary M/M
Romance

Trope/s: Forbidden
love

Themes: Coming out,
forgiveness

Length: 85 000 words/ 331
pages

Heat Rating: 5 flames

It is part 2 of a
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Blurb

Brandon and Tyler have been together for five years and
things have gotten stale. Tyler’s career has taken off while Brandon is struggling to make his
mark in the world of journalism. With Tyler away on assignments so often, Brandon is left to
cope with his loneliness. In the meantime, flames from the past come to heat up the scene
and cause problems for Brandon and Tyler.

 

Excerpt

Down in Mobile at my parent’s house, we sat around the
breakfast table as my dad paraded around with his ‘kiss the chef’ apron on, a pile of
pancakes in one hand and a pile of sausage patties in the other hand.

“How’s the job going, Brandon?” my mom asked. She sat so
poised with both hands clasped around her coffee mug. Tatianna was away at Spelman
College in Atlanta. She’d kill me if she knew I came home without her.

“It’s going.”

“Oh that’s all?” my Dad asked. “You mean to tell me after
$55,678 on a bachelors and an MBA all your career is doing is going?” he concluded. He sat
down with us to have breakfast.

“Dad, don’t start.” I was not in the mood for a lecture. I
looked like I didn’t want to be bothered with the conversation. I reached for a plate as if he
didn’t say anything at all.

“What did I say that was so wrong? I mean, son, you
apparently are not happy. I’d just hate to see all of your effort, ahem, and our money go to
waste. Tyler seems to be doing quite well for himself, always on CNN in the evening. That
boy is sharp as a tack, I tell ya.” He got up from the table to refill his coffee.

“Should I have Tyler start being the one to visit you guys
from now on?” I asked sarcastically. I was in no mood to hear my Dad bragging about Tyler.
He seemed to have had some type of bromance with Tyler ever since he first met him. And
to think, I was afraid he would be all shitty acting to meet a boyfriend of mine for the first
time. Boy was I wrong. Those fools sat down in that man cave all day and night watching
football and drinking Budweiser. They both are Saints fans. That’s all that was needed to get
a bond started, and with Tyler being a frat guy, it was nothing for him to have the type of
connection he managed to make with my dad. My dad even got Tyler into drinking bourbon
and smoking cigars. Tyler always did know how to click with straight men. He’s such a boy. I
think I was happier about my parents really being so open about welcoming my life,
especially after they had told me before that they didn’t want to see any of my boyfriends
coming around. I was grateful for growth. To think, they put me out for being gay in high
school, and look at how God changed it. I was so, so thankful but it irritated me how they
would fawn all over Tyler.

“You must still have some jetlag. Your attitude is on ten
today, baby,” my mom replied as she reached for a pancake.

“I apologize. Yes, life hasn’t been all too happy for me
lately. Tyler is always at work and I’m always having to do these boring stories. It’s just not
how I thought things would turn out for me. I’m almost thirty. Something has to change, I
just know it.” My dad was coming back from the coffee pot. He stood by my chair and put

his hand on my shoulder.

 

 

About the Author

Jay Tripp, Jr is a
contemporary LGBT author. He has written two novels, with this one being the trilogy in his
The Bow series. The Bow is his first adult fiction series.

Tripp is an advocate for
equal rights for socially marginalized groups. He writes to affect change in attitudes towards
those groups. By changing the narrative and educating his readers through his works, he
progressively helps to erase the stigmas and eliminate the stereotypes of those
communities.

 

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