MM Romantic Suspense

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NEW RELEASE

Book Title: Jagged
Ends

Author: Thom
Collins

Publisher: Pride
Publishing

Cover Artist: Kelly
Martin

Release Date: April 30, 2024

Genre. Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Suspense, thriller, small town

Themes: Second chance, revenge

Length: 61 912 words/ 248
pages

Heat Rating: 4 flames

It’s a standalone romance
that forms part of a wider series

and does not end on a cliffhanger.

Check out the other books in the Jagged Shores series

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Jerico is about to meet
two figures from his past.

One filled with love, the
other consumed by vengeance.

Blurb

The coastal town of Nyemouth is the perfect location for
celebrity chef Jerico Osman to fulfil a lifetime ambition. With it’s stunning harbour and brisk
holiday trade, there’s no better place for him to open his first restaurant. It’s a dream that
has been a decade in the making. But there’s another attraction in Nyemouth, one Jerico
was completely unaware of.

Andy Quinn is content with his life. He has a great job
managing Quay House, the popular waterfront hotel, and a peaceful home with a cat called
Patches. Andy spent his twenties working in the cruise industry, exploring the world and has
finally settled in his home town of Nyemouth. Those years at sea were a time of adventure
and discovery, including a ship bound romance with a young Jerico. After fifteen years, Andy
doubts the famous chef will even remember him, but from the moment they reconnect, the
time they spent apart falls away.

Andy isn’t the only figure from Jerico’s past. A week before
the restaurant is due to open, an act of reckless sabotage puts everything he cares about in
danger, including Andy. Jerico has made an enemy, someone who will stop at nothing to see
his long-realised dream become a nightmare. As a plan for vengeance is played out, who will
survive until the end?

Fall in love with compelling new characters and rediscover
some old favourites in the fifth and final instalment of the Jagged Shores series.

Excerpt

The evenings in Nyemouth were beautiful in the summer,
when the blue sky was transformed to the most startling shades of purple, pink and red. It
was Andy’s favourite time of the year, and tonight, it was even better, as he walked the
South Point cliff with Jerico.

“It reminds me of all those sunsets we saw when we were
at sea,” Jerico remarked.

Andy nodded his agreement. “I come up here a lot when I
have the time, if I get finished at the hotel early enough. It helps me to relax. At this time of
year, there’s nothing I like more.”

“It seems like you’ve always been drawn to the
sea.”

“Mmm, probably. I grew up at the coast, worked on ships. I
can’t imagine ever being far away from it.”

He was aware of Jerico watching him and tried to keep his
gaze on the path ahead, though the temptation to turn and feast his own eyes was huge.
Instead, he filled his lungs with the salty air coming from the water. Up here, the sticky heat
of the hotel and the town centre was forgotten.

“What did you do?” Jerico asked. “After we lost touch. You
have me at a disadvantage. You can find out about me online, everything I’ve ever done is
there. But you, apart from your professional CV, there’s nothing.”

Now Andy could not resist looking at him, raising a
bemused eyebrow. “So, you’ve been cyber-stalking me?”

“Doesn’t everyone?”

His brown skin looked glorious in the evening light. Andy’s
mouth was dry. Jerico looked more handsome than he’d ever known him. How had they
come to be here, after all this time? Andy knew he wasn’t dreaming. This was very
real.

He wet his lips. “It’s a similar story to your own. I kept
working at sea until I was around thirty.”

“Doing the same as before? Excursions and tours?”

“For a while, yes. But when I moved to another cruise
company, an opportunity arose to join the hotel management side of the ship, and I found I
enjoyed that even more. I became Deputy Hotel Manager after just two years. I loved being
on the ships. I’m so glad I did all that. For a young guy in his twenties to travel the world and
see all those places, how many people are lucky enough to do that?”

Jerico nodded. “It was great, though I don’t miss the force-
eleven gales and ten-metre waves.”

Andy laughed. “Yeah, I think I’ve pushed those to the back
of my mind and just remember the calm waters and sunsets.”

“I remember some really bad nights, trying to sing and
dance while the stage was going up and down beneath my feet.” He gave a dramatic
shudder and chuckled.

“But look at it now,” Andy said, gesturing to the peaceful
North Sea. Tonight, there wasn’t even a white cap to ruffle its surface. “When I see it like
this, I do miss being out there.”

“Would you ever go back? To working on the
ships?”

“Nah. Been there, done that. I’m happy here. I’ve got my
dream job and my family close by. I’ve seen almost all the world has to offer, so now I’m
content to stay home. How about you?”

“I’ve done a couple of themed culinary cruises in the last
few years—guest speaking and cookery demonstrations, that kind of thing. It’s a lot different
on the other side. The guest staterooms are a lot nicer than those tiny crew cabins we had to
stay in.”

“I’ll bet. That’s something I’ve never done, experiencing a
cruise ship from a passenger perspective. I imagine it’s a different world from what we were
used to.”

“Yeah, but when you’re young, you don’t care, do you? You
just need a place to sleep and shag. They could have put me in a cupboard, and I’d have
been happy.” He gave Andy a flirtatious wink.

“I remember what you were like, all right.”

They paused and stood side by side and looking out to sea
together. For a moment, Andy lost himself in those memories…of standing on the deck of a
ship or the shores of exotic countries with Jerico. Were those the best days of his life? No, he
decided. The best days were still ahead of him. Be positive and keep moving forward.

It had gone eight o’clock. “I’m getting hungry,” he said. “Do
you fancy something to eat?”

“Starving,” Jerico said. “What do you suggest?”

About the Author

Jagged
Ends is Thom Collins’ tenth novel. As well as
the Jagged Shores series, he is the author of the Anthem Trilogy and Closer by Morning.
He has lived in the North East of England his whole life. He grew up in Northumberland and
now lives in County Durham with his husband and cat. He loves all kinds of genre fiction,
especially thrillers, romance and horror. He is also a cookery book addict with far too many
titles cluttering his shelves. When not writing he can be found in the kitchen trying out new
recipes. He’s a keen traveler but with a dislike of flying that gets worse with age. Since 2013
he prefers to see the world by sea.

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news updates and a free ebook The
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BLOG TOUR: “Signs and Wonders” by Morgan Price.

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Book Title: Signs and
Wonders: A Supernatural MM Romance Adventure

Author: Morgan
Brice

Publisher: Darkwind
Press

Cover Artist: Lou
Harper

Release Date: November 15,
2023

Genres: Paranormal MM romance, romantic suspense

Tropes: Hurt/comfort, getting comfortable with
commitment

Themes: Learning to trust, evolving established relationship

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 57 000 words/ 211
pages

It is part of a series
(Witchbane, book 7) but can be read as a standalone. It does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Can Seth and Evan save
the warlock’s next target, bring down his crime syndicate, and live to tell the
tale?

Blurb

When a coven of dark warlocks killed Seth Tanner’s brother,
Seth became a man driven by vengeance, sworn to stop the cycle of ritual killings, willing to
die for the cause. He never expected to fall head over heels in love with the witches’ next
intended victim. Evan Malone didn’t believe the supernatural was real until Seth swept in
with his magic and motorcycle to save him from being the next sacrifice.

Now they’ve gone on the road together, hunting the rest of
the coven while they figure out how to keep the white-hot, once-in-a-lifetime bond between
them. Days are filled tracking their paranormal quarry, honing their monster hunting skills,
and gaining control of the small magics that have made a life-or-death difference. Nights are
spent together, entangled in adrenaline-fueled passion, learning how to make this love last
forever despite the odds. Seth fears that if they don’t eliminate the rest of the coven, they’ll
be on the run forever, and more people will die. Evan is afraid that Seth’s obsession with
revenge means they might not survive to get a happily ever after.

Seth and Evan head to West Virginia to confront one of the
dark warlocks, a master con man running a cybercrime empire. Can Seth and Evan save the
warlock’s next target, bring down his crime syndicate, and live to tell the tale?

Signs and Wonders is a thrill-packed supernatural thrill ride with plenty of paranormal suspense,
hurt/comfort, hot nights, found family, deadly magic, immortal witches, determined hunters,
haunted places, creepy ghosts, impressive explosions, spooky chills, and sexy thrills, and
features an evolving, established romantic relationship with all the feels.

Excerpt

“Did you find anything about the disappearances? The warlock
isn’t the only reason people go missing,” Evan said, and Seth could see how proud he was of
his smart little brother. He felt a pang of loss for what Jesse could have become and figured
that the grief would never go away.

“The NQRZ has been there for a while—since 1958—and they
picked the location because that area is fairly remote,” Parker said. “Not very populated and
off the beaten track. I’ve been looking into the missing person reports going back as far as I
can for the general area, especially the small towns nearby.”

Parker seemed to relish sharing his findings. “Every year
several people go missing and are never accounted for. They might not all be due to Swain,
but you said he can draw power from blood magic in between his main sacrifices, so I think
it’s possible he’s responsible for some of them. And a few have indirect ties to his
retreat—people who left the program and later vanished, or who had other connections to
his business. Nothing the police ever bothered with, as far as I can tell.”

“Good work,” Evan said. “Anything else?”

“I’m not sure,” Parker said. “I found a link between Swain’s
charity and some fundraising groups that have gotten in trouble for dicey dealings.”

“What kind of trouble?” Seth asked.

“Improper paperwork, tax issues, not following the rules,”
Parker replied. “I just found that piece, so I’m still looking into it, but it made me wonder if
he had a hand in the other groups instead of just being associated.”

“Be careful,” Evan cautioned, and Seth knew his partner was
walking the line between appreciating Parker’s contributions and protecting his little brother
from a very real threat. “Don’t do anything that would attract attention to yourself.”

“I won’t.” Parker sounded patiently put-upon. “I promise.”

“Keep us posted. We’ll be in Pittsburgh for a little bit before we
head for West Virginia.”

“Got it. I’ll let you know as soon as I’ve got something to
report.” Parker paused. “You two watch your backs, okay? Don’t get hurt.”

Seth shifted his weight to ease the ache in his shoulders. Evan
moved to take pressure off his bruised hip. “We will,” Evan promised. “Talk to you
soon.”

The call ended. Seth and Evan exchanged a look.

“Thoughts?” Evan asked.

“He’s good,” Seth said. “Let’s hope that he knows enough to fly
under the radar. But if his hunches pay off, some of our friends might be able to dig into
other sources to find even more information. Swain and the warlocks have had a century to
learn how to cover their tracks. There’s a reason no one’s untangled this whole mess before
now.”

Seth and Evan had been searching archives for photos of
Fletcher Swain under his various aliases without much luck. The best image was from 1900,
the year Swain gained immortality.

About the Author

Morgan Brice is the romance
pen name of bestselling author Gail Z. Martin. Morgan writes urban fantasy MM paranormal
romance, with plenty of action, adventure and supernatural thrills to go with the happily
ever after. Gail writes epic and urban fantasy, with less romance, more
explosions.

All of the modern-day
Morgan Brice and Gail Z. Martin series crossover, so characters from one series appear in
cameos and on page in important secondary roles in books from other series. Each book can
be read as a standalone, but the more you read the more the expanded universe of
friendships and connections becomes clear.

Morgan and Gail believe that
paranormal elements make any story even better, and her worlds are full of ghosts, psychics,
shifters, creatures, vampires, monster hunters, and magic.

She’s also a huge fan of the
TV show Supernatural. (Chibi art by Kamidiox)

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RELEASE BLITZ: “Crossing the Line” by AG Meiers. $10.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

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RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: Crossing the
Line (Jake’s Bar Book 2)

Author: AG
Meiers

Publisher: Painted Hearts
Publishing

Release Date: August 25,
2022

Genre: Romantic suspense, Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Lovers to enemies to lovers, second chance romance, race to
uncover dangerous secrets

Themes: Fast-paced suspense, ex-cop with little left to lose, protective
lawyer who loves too hard, hurt/comfort, broken trust, forgiveness (or not), family found,
new start, Two men falling in love while dodging bullets and chasing bad guys

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 81 000
words

Crossing the Line is Book 2 in the
Jake’s Bar series. It is a standalone romance with a satisfying end for the mystery. It does not
end on a cliffhanger.

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Broken Trust doesn’t give
Second Chances…

Blurb

Holden Wright had it all—and lost it. Five months ago, he
was on top: a decorated detective with a bright future. Then his father’s gambling destroyed
everything. Left with nothing, Holden works nights at Jake’s Bar with no idea how to get his
broken life back on track.

Brent Northwood has it all—except the man he
loves. Brent made a deal with the devil to become a well-respected lawyer, but success
doesn’t turn out to be all he ever wanted. His love for Holden started with a wild, crazy
hookup in the rain, but it all came to an abrupt end when Brent lied—with best
intention—but a lie is a lie and Holden can’t forgive.

Holden needs the successful lawyer back in his life
about as badly as he needs the bullet hole his father put in his shoulder. But with secrets
from Holden’s past threatening his future, Brent is the only one who can protect him. The
two men forge a volatile truce to stay one step ahead of danger, but is it enough to mend
the broken trust between them? Can they risk a second chance for love knowing what’s at
stake?

But none of that matters if they can’t find out who
is trying to take Holden down…

Series: Crossing the Line, Book 2 in the award-winning
Jake’s Bar series, is a steamy, M/M romantic suspense featuring a rainbow-colored bar full of
quirky characters, and all the romance you can handle. So, download today, and get ready to
fall in love with Jake’s Bar.

Excerpt

Holden topped off the beer and slammed it on the counter
in front of Grey. The grungy mechanic tore his eyes away from a green-haired twink across
the room. “What crawled up your ass tonight?”

JD’s was a gay bar and prime hookup spot, so there were a
few dozen suitable answers, but Holden wasn’t feeling any of them. His mind was fucking
with him—flashing lust-filled images from a past he’d buried deep in a box labeled
“mistake.” For the past hour, while he was serving drinks and cashing out people as it got
late, he had tried hard to ignore the man in a dark suit sitting at one of the high tables away
from the crowds. It had been a good night until Brent Northwood showed up.

Grey took a sip and licked the foam off his lips with an
exaggerated swirl of his tongue. On the other side of the bar green-hair rolled his eyes and
turned away to follow his friends back to a booth. Grey had tried to get the guy’s attention a
few times now and had consistently been shot down.

“You’re not Kyle’s type,” Holden said helpfully as he wiped
down the beer taps.

Grey pulled a face. “It’s a shit night. The place was hopping
for a while, but lately it’s been slow. I think Jake is in trouble. He hit gold when that blogger
made a big deal out of JD’s, but there was just no way that was gonna last. JD’s doesn’t offer
enough. In the end, it’s just a dingy corner bar.”

Then what the fuck are you doing here every night?
Holden swallowed his acrid reply. Grey was a
bit of an ass, however Holden was pretty sure that nothing but an empty apartment waited
for the guy at the end of the day. Five months ago, he would have been quick to judge and
discard JD’s regular, but these days, they had too much in common.

Before he could stop himself, Holden threw a glance across
the room to the lanky man sitting motionless in the dim light. As always, Brent looked like
he’d just stepped out of a courtroom. Impeccably dressed in an Armani suit. A face with
square angles and full lips with a cupid’s bow. The dark five o’clock shadow was the only
imperfection, but it enhanced his classic charms. Holden had always known he was bi. He’d
experimented with both men and women, but Brent Northwood, almost ten years older,
serious to the point of severe, wasn’t even his usual type. Still, nobody had ever been as
irresistible.

Elbows resting on the table, the lawyer nursed a whiskey in
his hands. He seemed lost in his thoughts. Luckily, Grey picked up their conversation again
before Holden was caught staring. “Somebody must have bought the rundown movie
theater next door. They’re renovating. The dumpster takes up half the parking spots on this
side.”

“Yeah, Jake’s been talking about them hammering all day
long. He’s pissed about the noise,” he replied.

“If that’s turned into a bar, Jake can bag it,” Grey said with
gloomy delight. “I’m telling you, this is only the beginning.” He waved around the mostly
empty place.

“Bullshit. It’s Tuesday. Tuesdays are slow.”

“And you’re stuck with Tuesdays.” Grey wasn’t done stirring
shit up. “Maybe you should talk to Jake. You must be hurting for money after losing your
cushy detective job—”

A hand came down on Holden’s back. “Grey, shut your
mouth,” Jake growled at the mechanic. “Nobody needs your poison. Told you that before. If
you can’t be civil, get the fuck out of my bar.”

It wasn’t an empty threat. Jake had zero tolerance for hate
or stupidity, and he was fiercely protective of his staff. Jake grabbed a few empty bottles and
tossed them into a crate under the bar. “Where is Jazz?”

“It was slow, so I sent them home a few minutes ago.
They’ve got an exam tomorrow. Talked about it all night. I’ve got it covered and thought they
could use a few extra hours of sleep,” Holden replied.

“Makes sense to take advantage of a nice, peaceful night,”
Jake said with a happy sigh. He was the only bar owner Holden knew who got into a pissy
mood when his place was packed with people. Jake loved peace and quiet, and most nights,
JD’s Bar was anything but.

Jake stopped abruptly and squinted into the dimly lit
taproom. “What’s the damn fixer doing here?”

“Northwood?” It was petty, but Holden took some perverse
pleasure in the fact that Jake didn’t like Brent.

“Yeah, Brent fucking Northwood.”

About the Author

Eighteen years ago, AG
Meiers came to the US for adventure and stayed for love. Currently, she lives in New England
with her husband and two awesome kids—balancing work, friends and family, and
writing.

When she has some free
time, her favorite thing to do is travel and visit new places. Her past trips have already
brought her to a variety of countries on four continents. She never passes up an opportunity
to experience different cultures, diverse people and amazing locations.

Even though she has been
dreaming up stories all her life, she has only recently started to write them down and share
them with the world. As a writer she loves to put her characters through a lot of challenges,
conflict and heartbreak, before she allows them to find their happy-ever-after.

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Book Title: Double Exposure

Author: Anne
Barwell

Publisher: LaceDragon
Publishing

Cover Artist: T.L.
Bland

Release Date: July 11,
2022

Genre: Paranormal, Mystery, Detective, MM Romance

Tropes: Found family, fated mates, romantic suspense

Themes: Family, acceptance

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 73 000 words/179
pages

Although it’s part of a shared
world, it can be read and enjoyed alone.

It’s the first in a spin-off series
of The Sleepless City and does not end on a
cliffhanger.

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Someone is hunting
supernaturals

Blurb

Pōneke Shadows Book 1

Vampires and werewolves live long lives. The Sleepless City
saga might have ended but the story continues…

Someone is hunting supernaturals.

Vampire Simon Hawthorne and his human partner Ben
Leyton’s plans for a peaceful holiday with family are hijacked by the New Zealand
Supernatural Council.

Tensions are on the rise in Wellington. Supernatural
councillors are disappearing. Werewolves are suspicious of anyone human or vampire. If
they don’t work together, their enemy has already won.

And no one with a connection to the supernatural world is
safe.

Excerpt

Rupert looked mildly affronted. “I am not in hiding. The council
were trying to get me involved, and I make a point of not getting mixed up in their politics,
whatever the cost, considering that cost is usually too high for anyone but them.”

“You’re hiding from the council?” Ben asked. “I can understand
that. They hijacked Simon’s delivery at Auckland airport, then blackmailed him into helping
them.”

“If this is supposed to surprise me, you’re a few centuries late
with that titbit of information,” Rupert said. “I have yet to meet a council I enjoyed doing
business with. Though there was that group of werewolves in rural Japan a couple of
hundred years ago that—”

“Why are you here?” Simon cut Rupert off before he could
start on one of his stories. Although neither he nor Marion would admit it, they shared a
predilection for embellishing stories about their pasts.

Rupert fished a large envelope from his pocket and handed it
to Simon. “This is the information I have, but it’s not a lot. They cover their tracks well, apart
from that massacre in Brisbane nearly ten years ago. There is someone in Wellington who
provides a safe haven to anyone in our community who asks for it. Nothing much happens in
the area that Elard doesn’t know about. You should talk to him.”

“You’re not going to help?” Ben asked

“Heavens, no.” Rupert raised an eyebrow. “At least Simon
knows better than to ask that.”

“Rupert’s better at staying in the shadows and orchestrating
things from afar. If we need help, I’m sure he’ll be there…” Simon glanced at Rupert. “… but
only on his own terms. I’d ask him to join our team, but it would be a waste of time.”

“Totally a waste of time.” Rupert grinned and nodded towards
both of them in turn. “Now, I must be off. I’ll be in touch. Watch yourselves, gentlemen. I
don’t enjoy funerals.” He blurred towards the door. It opened, then closed behind him, and
then he was gone.

“He’s kind of how I remember him, but not,” Ben said
slowly.

“The not, would be because you didn’t know what he was
then. He’s not hiding it now, though he’s never completely upfront about anything.” Simon
emptied the envelope, took a pile of neatly typewritten sheets to read, and gave the rest to
Ben to look through. “Rupert’s always had his own agenda. It’s how he’s managed to survive
so long.”

“Uh-huh.” Ben shook the papers he held. “There’s something
loose in here.” A small card fell to the floor. He picked it up and his eyes widened. “It’s a
business card, so guessing it’s Elard’s.”

“And?” Simon asked, knowing there must be an ‘and’.

“He’s a Catholic priest.” Ben read the words on the card out
loud. “Fr Elard Reith, St Ansgar’s Parish, Newtown. We help those who ask.” He groaned.
“Oh great, I was hoping to avoid Uncle Martin while I was here.”

“Uncle Martin?” Simon asked. Ben had mentioned him once or
twice, but he’d got the impression Ben’s father’s brother wasn’t that close to the rest of the
family.

“Yeah. He lives across the road from St Ansgar’s and always
acts like he knows stuff the rest of us don’t.”

“Perhaps he does.” Simon got up to pour some more tea.

“I hope not.” Ben didn’t look happy. “It’s starting to feel like
however hard we try to keep my family out of all this, fate is making damn sure they keep
barging in.”

About the Author

Anne Barwell lives in
Wellington, New Zealand. She shares her home with a cat with “tortitude” who is convinced
that the house is run to suit her; this is an ongoing “discussion,” and to date it appears as
though Kaylee may be winning. Anne works in a library, is an avid reader and watcher of a
wide range of genres, and is constantly on the look-out for more hours in her day. She likes
to write in series and even so called one shots seem to breed more plot bunnies. Her writing
is like her reading – across a range of genres, although her favourites are paranormal,
fantasy, SF, and historical. Music often plays a part in her stories and/or her characters are
musicians.

She also hosts and reviews for
other authors, and writes monthly blog posts for Love Bytes. She is the co-founder of the
New Zealand Rainbow Romance writers, and a member of RWNZ. Her books have received
honourable mentions five times, reached the finals four times—one of which was for best
gay book—and been a runner up in the Rainbow Awards.

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Book Title: End of the Line

Author: AG
Meiers

Publisher: Painted Hearts
Publishing

Release Date: July 7,
2022

Genres: Contemporary M/M
Romance Suspense – Two men falling in love while budging bullets and chasing bad
guys.

Tropes: Mistaken identity /
opposites attract / lone wolf meets stubborn pretty boy / age gap / found family

Themes: Falling in love / chasing
bad guys / overcoming trust issues / finding balance and letting go of other people’s
expectations

Length: 77 672
words

Heat Rating: 4 flames

It is a standalone book and is
the first in the series to be published. It does not
end on a cliffhanger. Suspense and Romance is
complete, but there’s a 2nd book with a new couple and a continuation of the suspense
plot.

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Opposites Attract…T R O U

B L E…

Blurb

Jake Devlin knows trouble when he sees it and he wants no
part of it. His quiet, peaceful life is a hard-fought dream. And the man who stumbles through
the backdoor of Jake’s bar—beaten to hell—he is trouble with a capital T. The last thing Jake
needs is to get involved with the sexy and secretive stranger. He definitely shouldn’t
offer him a place to stay. But…he does…

Murder and mayhem follow Detective Miguel Conway. One
minute he’s working a case, and the next, his cover is blown and he barely escapes with his
life. Con didn’t expect Jake to offer help when he needs it most. And he definitely wasn’t
prepared to fall for the grumpy ex-Marine. But…he does…

Attraction sparks as the two men are thrown together to
figure out who wants to keep Con quiet and why. Well, at least Con is trying to solve his case.
Jake is mainly trying to protect the young, impulsive cop. Midnight stakeouts, a celebrity
wedding, and passion-filled nights—can Jake and Con find the balance between taking risks
and keeping safe? And turn attraction into happily ever after?

But none of that matters if they fail to get the target off
Con’s back…

Series: End of
the Line, Book 1 in the award-winning Jake’s
Bar series, is a steamy, M/M romantic suspense featuring a rainbow-colored bar full of
quirky characters, and all the romance you can handle. It’s a place where you can always find
support (and a cold beer) when life spins out of control. So, download today, and get ready
to fall in love with Jake’s Bar.

Excerpt

A gay bar. Thank you, Jesus. A fucking gay bar. Loud and
proud. Con’s kind of place, but none of Murphy’s men would be caught dead in here. Con’s
body hurt all over, but they hadn’t found him. He’d given his pursuers the slip and was out of
the rain.

About an hour ago—close to two in the morning—Jake had
flipped the lights on and kicked everybody out. People barely dared to finish their drinks
when the big, bulky man with his booming voice told them to go the fuck home. Con would be
surprised if any of them would come back. Damn, Jake was something else. Con had a thing
for guys who took charge and thinking of it sent sparks down his spine.

Jake had offered Con to call it a night as soon as the last
guest had left the place. Clearly, he hadn’t missed that Con was moving slower and slower as
the night progressed. And fuck, his ribs hurt something fierce. Still, he had declined Jake’s
offer to leave right away. The bar owner had raised an eyebrow, but much to his relief, Jake
had started to put the chairs up himself while Con got a broom. And every time he tried to
do anything but sweep, Jake had thundered at him to stay out of the way.

“Are you trying to dig a hole with that broom? I think that
corner is clean enough,” Jake said quietly from across the room, his tall frame propped
against the bar—arms crossed—watching. Jake’s calm focus sent chills over Con’s body as he
forced himself to relax with a few more long inhales and exhales. His overtired brain fired
some images of being at the receiving end of Jake’s laser sharp attention under different
circumstance—with a whole lot less distance between them, and fewer clothes. Jake was
hot in an angry, pissed-off way. Square. Solid. A force to be reckoned with.

Loud tapping of Jake’s fingers onto the bar brought Con
back from his wayward thoughts. For a moment, the impatient rhythm was the only sound,
then Jake let out a huff of air and said, “Listen, I’m not sure how to ask this, but—do you
have anywhere to go tonight?”

“Yes, of course, I—” Con’s answer had been a reflex, but he
actually had no idea how to end this sentence.

“You can stay here if you have nowhere safe to go.”

Nowhere safe. How did he know? Con’s heart skipped a beat and then started to race again in his
chest. His eyes shot over to the front door. How
the fuck did he know?

“Hey, calm down.” Jake pushed himself up from the counter
and walked a few steps closer but then stopped again. “You have no defensive wounds. And,
well, you’re a big dude, so I wonder what happened to you tonight.”

Three against one. I never had a chance.

“It’s fine. You’re safe. Is it okay if I touch you?” Jake was
suddenly by his side, his voice soft. Gently, a hand came down on his shoulder. “It’s okay.
Why don’t you just stay on my couch tonight?”

The warmth of Jake’s hand seeped through his skin. Con
gritted his jaw to steel himself against the sudden need to lean in. Any other time, he’d have
given Jake crap for treating him like a wounded animal, but his beat-up body was starting to
give in on him. “That would be great,” he managed through clenched teeth.

About the Author

Eighteen years ago, AG
Meiers came to the US for adventure and stayed for love. Currently, she lives in New England
with her husband and two awesome kids—balancing work, friends and family, and
writing.

When she has some free
time, her favorite thing to do is travel and visit new places. Her past trips have already
brought her to a variety of countries on four continents. She never passes up an opportunity
to experience different cultures, diverse people and amazing locations.

Even though she has been
dreaming up stories all her life, she has only recently started to write them down and share
them with the world. As a writer she loves to put her characters through a lot of challenges,
conflict and heartbreak, before she allows them to find their happy-ever-after.

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RELEASE BLITZ: “My Iron Knight” by SJ Coles.

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Post published:April 15, 2022
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RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: My Iron Knight (An Enemy Territory Story)

Author: S. J.
Coles

Publisher: Pride
Publishing

Release Date: April 12,
2022

Genre: Contemporary M/M Romance, Biker Romance,
Action/Suspense/Drama

Tropes: Forbidden love, Enemies to Lovers, Small Town
Romance

Themes: Redemption

Heat Rating: 4
flames

Length: 32 900 words/ 137
pages

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

Universal Link | Pride Publishing

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Dash Cassidy loves his
town even more than his bike, but his priorities have a violent shift in gear when an
irresistible Russian hitman comes along.

Blurb

Darius ‘Dash’ Cassidy has ended up president of the small
town of Salvation’s Iron Knights motorcycle gang, almost by accident. His sister, Zara, is the
more business-savvy and ambitious of the two, but their father—the infamous Butch
Cassidy—was far from politically correct, so Dash was left in charge.

Up to now, Dash has been more than happy to muscle his
way through life as his father did before him, even if he is starting to suspect that something
might be missing.

But now there’s a new player in town. Iris Damaro has
plans to make Salvation the center of her international smuggling operation. Dash isn’t
going to sit still while Damaro steamrolls through his town, but when the crime boss sends
her alluring Russian number two, Nikita Vasiliev, to do her negotiating, Dash realizes he may
be in over his head.

Can Dash figure out where his priorities lie before his
town—or his heart—is lost forever?

Excerpt

The doorbell jangled and in stepped Nikita Vasiliev.

He was perfect, not a speck of dust or gleam of sweat on
him. He wore a tight black T-shirt and jeans, which did very little to stop Dash from picturing
what might lay underneath. His bare arms were surprisingly toned, the muscles sliding
under his pale skin as he moved. His smile was thin and his eyes, like white-hot needles,
drove right into Dash’s belly. His suited shadows followed, their expressions hidden by
sunglasses.

“I told her the same thing I told you,” Vasiliev said
smoothly. “I told her to think about it.”

Dash stood, his hand on his gun. Furniture scraped as the
diners stood and looked vainly at the exit, now blocked by the suited goons.

“No, please,” Vasiliev said as he came forward, sinuous as a
snake, his fine-boned hands held out, palms up. “Do not let us interrupt your meals.” The
diners slowly lowered themselves back to their seats, and the Russian turned his smile on

Dash. “Mr. Cassidy, let’s not ruin these fine people’s mornings.”

“What do you want, Vasiliev?”

He raised his eyebrows. “Your pronunciation is improving.
Did you look it up on YouTube?”

“Gentlemen,” Rosie barked, “this here may be an old-
fashioned business, but it’s still my business. Either you order something or take your
business elsewhere.”

“I’d say that’s fair,” the Russian said, perusing the menu on
the wall. “My associates will take a coffee. I believe I would very much like to try
your…blueberry pancakes?”

“Comin’ up,” she said, nodding reassuringly at Big Bill
through the hatch, as his face had grown stormy. “Cassidy?” she said, tilting her chin. “I
don’t care who your daddy were. My place, my rules.”

“Refill,” he said without moving.

A wider smile spread over Vasiliev’s sculpted mouth. He
drifted past Dash to a booth against the wall. “Shall we act like civilized adults?”

Dash glanced at the heavies as they took stools at the end
of the counter, between him and the door, and sat.

Vasiliev lowered himself into the seat opposite,
interweaving his long fingers on the scarred Formica tabletop. Dash realized for the first
time that his fingers were slightly crooked, the skin webbed with scars as fine as silver
thread.

Rosie slapped a plate of pancakes and a syrup jug on the
table. She set a fresh coffee in front of Dash with a hard look then hastened back behind the
counter.

“What are you doing here?” Dash asked in a low voice.

“Quite incredible,” Vasiliev said, pouring syrup on the
pancakes. “I was just about to ask you the same thing.”

“You don’t scare me, Vasiliev.”

“Don’t I?” He met Dash’s eyes as he lifted a forkful of
pancake to his mouth. He chewed, scowled then pushed the plate away. “Bliaha. How can
you have something so sweet for breakfast? May I?” Before Dash could speak, Vasiliev had
sipped from Dash’s mug, his blue eyes boring into his over the rim. “Ah,” he said, lowering

the cup. “Seems America does get some things right.”

“What do you want with Rosie?” Dash said, fighting to keep
his voice under control.

“I came to see if she had had any further thoughts on our
proposal,” Vasiliev said, dabbing his mouth with a napkin. “But I’m guessing her position is
as yet unchanged. No matter. She has thirteen more days…just like you.”

“What happens then?”

“That’s our business.”

Dash leaned forward on his elbows. “Your boss may be
used to getting what she wants, but she won’t get what she wants from us.”

“Then she’ll kill you all.”

“I’d like to see her try.”

About the Author

S.J. Coles is a Romance writer originally from Shropshire, UK.
She has been writing stories for as long as she has been able to read them. Her biggest
passion is exploring narratives through character relationships.

She finds writing
LGBT/paranormal romance provides many unique and fulfilling opportunities to explore
many (often neglected or under-represented) aspects of human experience, expectation,
emotion and sexuality.

Among her biggest influences
are LGBT Romance authors K J Charles and Josh Lanyon and Vampire Chronicles author Anne
Rice.

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BLOG TOUR: “Hot Stepdad Summer” by Iris Faire. $10.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

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Post published:March 4, 2022
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BLOG TOUR

Book Title: Hot Stepdad Summer

Author: Iris Faire

Cover Artist: Iris
Faire

Release Date: January 30,
2022

Genre: Contemporary MM
Romance LGBTQ Romance, Romantic Suspense

Tropes: Taboo -stepdad,forbidden love, bisexual and gay awakenings,
mafia suspense

Themes: Coming out,
acceptance, found family, first loves

Length: 33 000 words/ 122
pages

Heat Rating: 4.5 flames
(There are a few steamy scenes that get spicy and intimate and real for our main couple –
but nothing involving BDSM. Maybe a tiny bit of hands around the throat, that’s
it.)

Buy Links – Available in Kindle Unlimited

Only one man could save
me. What I found in him was unexpected.

Blurb

Wrongs righted. Love fated. Passionate desires unleashed.

I didn’t need a protector. And I wanted more than a hot

alpha possessing me.

I desired love. What I found in him was unexpected. If only
the world around us would stop judging, we would have a chance to build a life
together.

When the past caught up to me and a friend, dark forces
surrounded us.

Only one man could save me.

It turned out his protection, his possession, and his love all
claimed me, fulfilling every dream possible.

Iris Faire weaves a tale of past wrongs righted, of love fated, and passionate desires
explored. The quick read romp ends in a happy ever after. It can be read as a stand alone,
but will have you wishing for more in the interconnected Stepdad Summer Series.

Excerpt

“Who were those guys?” His fists balled up on my stomach,
and I heard the crack of his jawline tightening with teeth gnashing. These signs of his
possession turned my heart to jelly.

“Relax there, Mr. Protective. They were punk ass college
guys on spring break. Never saw them again. And I haven’t been with anyone since . . . Until
last night. With you.”

“Me? So you were my first in forever, and I was as well for
you?” He squeezed me tighter.

“Hm-hmm. After your birthday, I intended to quit for sure.
But then you came to see me. So I danced for you. And then I kept going, wondering if you
might come back. And you did. Every Tuesday and Thursday, when Mom had her meetings
like clockwork. Somehow, you made me feel safe. And . . . I enjoyed dancing for you. I liked
your eyes following my every move.”

“Don’t go back. I don’t want you there. I can’t stand the
thought of other men watching you, touching your G-string or going anywhere near your
skin.”

I tightened our hold once again, wiggling my bottom
against his half hard morning wood. “Hm. So you’re the jealous type. I like it.”

“Yeah, maybe I am. Besides, I should have stopped you
when I first saw you. If I had given any thought to how dangerous it might be for you there .

. . maybe Nico wouldn’t be in this situation.”

“Fucking Nico,” I said with upmost affection for my friend.
“It probably didn’t matter. His drug use would have still gotten out of hand, maybe slower is
all.”

“Still, don’t go back. Quit today.”

“And work where? I can’t stay at moms, and can’t stay at
Dominic’s. It’s nice of you to offer here, but I need a job to afford my own place.” I already
had a printout of some jobs to check on for the week. Coffee barista, nighttime janitor . . .
nothing really appealing, but my options narrowed without a degree or career trajectory. I’d
go to hell before admitting Mom was right about college.

“Stay with me. I’ll take care of us until you find something
else.”

“Yeah?” I twisted, facing him, and cupped his cheek. I hung
on every hope for what this meant between us.

“Hm-hmm.”

I brushed his lips, taking full advantage of this euphoric
morning feeling. This thing right now between us, undefined, yet perfect. Undeterred by an
uncertain future, simply luxuriating in each other’s arms before time or whatever life threw
at us took it away.

He worked down, brushing his lips across my neck and
Adam’s apple.

“Mm. If I stay with you, does it mean I get more of your lips
all over me?”

“Whatever you want, I’m happy to provide,” he said,
pushing me onto my back. Brushing his whiskers down my torso followed by his soft lips and
tongue, every move of his grew like little reassurances of our path ahead, freely exploring
whatever this was between us.

About the Author

Iris writes from the comfort
of her kitchen, while sipping vanilla lattes on a good day—even in summer. Writing MM
Romance is a nice distraction from her many other commitments, like needle-working,
homemaking, and mom taxi service. While it’s terrible fun to invest time in her book

characters, she’s not expecting to quit her day job anytime soon.

Visit her website
to keep up to date on her latest work in
progress.

On a more serious note: Iris
has a teen who is trans. And she loves them with her whole heart and soul.

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