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COVER REVEAL: “Elex: Sons of Hecate – Vol I” by Mellanie Rourke. Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

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Book Title: Elex: Sons of
Hecate Volume I

Author and Publisher:
Mellanie Rourke

Cover Artist: Reese
Dante

Release Date: December 26,
2023

Genres: Dark Romance, Paranormal/Urban Fantasy

Tropes: Hurt/Comfort

Themes: Overcoming adversity, rags to riches

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 92 000 words/320
pages

It is a standalone story and
first in a series. The other books will be coming out
in 2024.

It does not end on a
cliffhanger.

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Alone, they are victims.
Together, they may topple an empire.

 

Blurb

Elex is a slave even though his father is King of
Alexandria. Disinherited once his elemental magic developed, he was banished to the
Alexandrian Legion to “learn his place” at the non-existent mercies of his new masters.
Humiliated and abused, he learns the hard way that he can’t always protect the ones he
loves.

Now the time of the Machi Thanatos approaches, a
deadly competition where Legionnaires must battle their foes and each other for the

dubious honor of a lifetime of slavery at the hands of Elusians, Alexandrians with the ability
to control Elex and his fellow Mageians by Suppressing their ability to use magic.

Elex will fight to the death to protect himself and those
he loves, but during the Machi he meets Helios, a shapeshifting Soma from the rebel country
of Illyria. Helios will fight for what he loves, too, and this savagely fierce little Mageian is
quickly adding his name to that list.

Separately they are two victims of the whims of
Alexandrian Elusians. Together, they may discover a secret that could topple an
empire.

 

Excerpt

The moonlight slowly slid across his face, casting his scarred
side in shadow. Finally, he spoke.

“What did you want me to ask you that I didn’t?” he
asked.

I closed my eyes. Fuck. He’d know if I was lying. In for a
penny.

“I wanted you to ask me if you could kiss me,” I whispered
finally. He didn’t move at my words, and I suddenly felt like the biggest idiot. How could this
beautiful, courageous, kitten-saving man ever want someone like me? Especially after just
sharing everything my own blood had done to me.

Feeling suddenly filthy, I was on my feet and pulling away
from him without thinking. “Yeah, dumb thing to think, I know. Probably been drinking too
much of that vodka.”

“That sentence was a lie,” he whispered. Then without
warning he was in front of me. He slowly reached out and cupped the back of my head and
drew me close. He was standing so near to me that I could feel his breath on my cheek. “But
that first one…”

He swept his thumb over my lips.

“Truth,” he whispered, a small, sad smile forming. He
moved even closer, his breath hot on my skin.

“Kataramenos,” he said, drawing my name out. My heart
pounded in my chest at his nearness, and my body flushed both hot and cold at the same
time.

“Kat. May I kiss you?” he asked, finally.

I swallowed hard, my nerves on fire. I couldn’t believe
someone like him might want someone like me. I couldn’t look away from his eyes, which
were brighter than the moonlight. I could see my reflection in his gaze. It was almost
unrecognizable. It was a person who was strong. Confident. Whole. Someone who deserved
something good in his world. Someone I wanted desperately to be.

I nodded, unable to form the words.

He moved forward slowly, just brushing his lips across my
own. The zap of our magics built to a vibrating hum as he licked gently across my lips with
his tongue. I opened my mouth slowly, savouring the taste of the vodka as he slid into my
mouth, the gentle heat of his body pressing against mine.

He held me like I was something…precious. Not fragile,
exactly, but something valued. I had fooled around with other Mageia in the past and been used
by Elusians against my will. This was completely different from any of that. None of those
encounters, even the willing ones, had ever made me feel cherished. Safe. Made me feel like
he did.

 

About the Author

Mellanie Rourke lives in Akron, Ohio with her spouse and their
furry menagerie of 3 young adult roommates (because ‘they aren’t kids anymore’), two
dogs, three cats, and five ferrets.

 

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NEW RELEASE: “Scales & Stones” by Jessamyn Kingley.

NEW RELEASE

Book Title: Scales
& Stone (D’Vaire, Book 40)

Author and Publisher:
Jessamyn Kingley

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of
Mayhem Cover Creations

Release Date: November 9,
2023

Genre: MM Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Trope: Fated mates

Themes: Love, resolving the past

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 89 000
words

It is not a standalone story,
but does not end on a cliffhanger.

Goodreads Series Link

Buy Links – Available in Kindle
Unlimited

Sometimes it takes finding
love to appreciate the best parts of yourself.

Blurb

Decades after leaving behind a king who attempted to sell
him for wizard experimentation, Lex D’Vairedraconis lives in a place filled with loved ones. At
Court D’Vaire, the dragon shifter has access to everything. He wants for nothing. But his lack
of purpose frustrates him. Surrounded by successful people, Lex can’t figure out how to
channel his energy. And he dearly wants to know why Fate hasn’t paired him with
anyone.

Rutledge Blackstone is alone. As a gargoyle, he shouldn’t
live among humans, but he fears the many enemies hunting his kind. To survive, gargoyles
must separate. His parents, and even his twin brother, have left him in a house slowly
crumbling around his ears. To comfort himself, he records every happy moment in a
notebook, and waits for the day to add more memories to his treasure trove.

But the gargoyles aren’t being tracked by foes alone. The
new gargoyle rulers and their allies want to aid people like Rutledge. To his shock, the
Council of Sorcery and Shifters wants him to join, and he soon lands an invitation to the
renowned sanctuary at Court D’Vaire. Before he can decide whether to accept, he meets
Lex. Their attraction is instant, but Rutledge is anything but intrepid.

To build a life together, they must learn to love
unconditionally and find their true purpose in life.

Excerpt

In the days that had passed since Rutledge had first invited
Lex into his bedroom, they’d learned a little about what each of them liked. Rutledge didn’t
want to forget any of the things that drove them both delightfully crazy, so he listened to the
steady breathing of the dragon curled around him and slowly, incrementally, moved closer to
the nightstand. The last thing Rutledge wanted to do was wake Lex, despite the bright
sunshine coming through the glass doors that led to his balcony and the breakfast likely
waiting for them downstairs.

As carefully as he could, Rutledge pulled open the small
drawer and waited a heartbeat to ensure Lex was still snoozing behind him. Once he was
sure Lex hadn’t stirred, Rutledge grabbed a pencil and his current notebook. With a happy
sigh, Rutledge snuggled back into his pillow and adored the heavy weight of Lex’s arm across
his middle.

Rutledge decided to make a list of the things about Lex that
pleased him and jotted down the dragon’s penchant for keeping himself uncovered at night.
His pencil moved swiftly from line to line as Rutledge added Lex’s kisses and the way he
clearly stated what he wanted during their encounters.

Lex never failed to tug on Rutledge’s errant tresses.
Something about that simple gesture drove Rutledge out of his mind with lust. His balls
would be near to bursting, and that little yank on his hair would nearly make him blow his
load every single damn night. Following their incredible climaxes, Lex would hold him tightly.
He’d just pull Rutledge into arms where they lay and hug him close.

It added a level of sweetness and caring to sex Rutledge
hadn’t experienced prior to meeting Lex. Since they were mates and Rutledge genuinely
adored his dragon shifter, it made perfect sense. The feeling and scent of home would
overwhelm Rutledge, and if he wept a tear or two of happiness, that was his
business.

Rutledge had pursed his lips and was wondering how best
to describe Lex’s cock when the discordant sound of a cellphone startled him so badly, he
nearly dropped his pencil.

“Mine or yours?” Lex asked, his voice roughened with sleep
as he reached over Rutledge to slap at the nightstand.

“Yours,” Rutledge said, trying to shove his notebook under
his pillow so Lex wouldn’t figure out he was making a list about their steamy nights and
mornings.

Lying there stiff as a board, Rutledge wondered how to get
the notebook in his hand closed and into the drawer before Lex figured out what he was
doing.

“Hmm, what is Worth up to now?” Lex muttered.

Eager to discuss anything besides his own relentless need
to document everything, Rutledge injected levity into his voice. “Why, what did he
say?”

A hand landed on Rutledge’s hip, and a tender kiss was
pressed to his shoulder. “You okay? What’s wrong?”

“Why do you think something’s wrong with me?”

“Because your voice just reached the highest octave I’ve yet
to hear from you, and you squealed pretty loud when I licked your balls last night,” Lex
drawled. “And you’re tense. Did something happen? Was it something I did?”

“No,” Rutledge replied immediately and flung his pencil
onto the floor as he rolled to face a worried Lex. There was an imprint from the pillowcase
on his cheek, and for once, Rutledge wasn’t the only one with wild hair, but Lex was still
stunningly sexy. “I’m fine, I promise.”

“That was your pencil hitting the floor, wasn’t it?”

Rutledge couldn’t help the color rising to his cheeks. “I was
making a list.”

“What I don’t understand is why you keep trying to hide it
from me,” Lex said softly as he swept a wayward lock of hair away from Rutledge’s eye. “You
can write whatever you want in your notebook.”

“I know,” Rutledge murmured, his gaze landing on Lex’s
deliciously naked chest. The dark hair there was impossible to resist, so Rutledge rested his
palm on that solid muscled wall to enjoy the feel of it against his skin.

“So, why are you throwing pencils and trying to shove your
notebook under the pillow?”

“This was a different kind of list, and I guess I was
embarrassed.”

“Was this a dirty list, Rutledge?”

Hearing the smile in his voice had Rutledge shifting to kiss
Lex’s upturned lips. “It was.”

“Want to read it to me?”

“No.”

Lex chuckled. “Fine, be mean about it. Come take a shower
with me. Worth wants to talk to us, and if we don’t hurry, we’re going to miss breakfast. You
were so absorbed in writing your sexy little list that you let me sleep in too late.”

“It’s Saturday, and you were obviously tired,” Rutledge
protested as Lex shoved the comforter aside and they peeled themselves out of the tangled
sheets to bathe.

“Good thing it’s the weekend or you would’ve been late for
work.”

“Why would I be late?”

Lex snagged Rutledge’s hand and led him into the
bathroom, where he turned the shower on. Thankfully, the water heated quickly because
Lex urged Rutledge in and slid the glass door shut behind them.

“Because I can hardly be expected to scrub you clean
without playing a little,” Lex said, crowding Rutledge into the wall and pressing his body
close. “And I don’t think either of us can resist a few kisses.”

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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RELEASE BLITZ: “Touch in the Night” by S. J. Coles

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: Touch in the
Night

Author: S. J.
Coles

Publisher: Pride
Publishing

Release Date: November 7,
2023

Genre: Paranormal M/M Romance

Tropes: Vampire, BDSM, Single Dad, Billionaire

Themes: Self-worth, self-acceptance, overcoming prejudice

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 85 673 words/344
pages

It is Book 1 in the ‘Blood and
Bonds’ Series. Books 2 & 3 due for release in 2024

This book does not end on a
cliffhanger

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Jesse Truelove never felt a
part of his own family. But can a vampire really give him a new one?

 

Blurb

With a criminal record, no steady job and a penchant for
kink, Jesse Truelove has spent most of his life feeling like an outsider. He tells himself it

doesn’t bother him, that he never needed human connections anyway.

Now the Undying Baron, Emory Von Magnusson, a
vampire—or, to use the modern term, ‘haemophile’—has reclaimed his ancestral home
north of Jesse’s hometown, and the human population isn’t sure how to react. Jesse knows a
thing or two about what it’s like to be misjudged, so he keeps an open mind. But when a
bungled break-in at Emory’s home brings them face-to-face, Jesse finds it’s much more than
his mind that’s stimulated.

However, building a relationship with an undead blood-
drinker was never going to be straightforward, especially when that undead blood-drinker
reveals he wants a family.

 

Excerpt

“This is about last night.”

“Yeah,” Jesse rasped. “It is…” Magnusson didn’t move or
speak, but Jesse thought he saw warmth gathering in his eyes. “So we don’t talk about it. Is
that it?”

“I’m more than happy to talk about it.”

“It was…something.”

“It was. Something you enjoyed, I think.”

Jesse’s skin rippled. “Where did it come from, huh? You
don’t even know me.”

“I know you’re not regretting it, Jesse. Why are you
pretending you are?”

Jesse frowned. “You think you know what I’m
feeling?”

A small smile turned up the corners of the full lips.
“Humans don’t realize how little of what they feel is secret. It broadcasts, like a beacon. It’s
one of the things that makes you so fascinating.”

“Whereas you feel nothing?” he said, putting the glass on
the table with more force than was necessary.

“That isn’t true.”

Jesse made a noise of frustration. “So, what? What was last
night?”

“Has no one ever cared about just what you need
before?”

“You jerk off all your employees if they have a bad
day?”

“No,” he said, smile warming, “just you.” Jesse went very
still. His heart was slugging in his chest. Magnusson bent close and inhaled. The air brushed
over Jesse’s temple. He shivered. “I’ve upset you.”

“You haven’t upset me. I’m not a kid.”

Magnusson gazed down at him. “I’m sorry. I thought I knew
what you wanted.”

You did. More than any other guy I’ve ever known…but
you’re not human. Just my luck.

Jesse kept his mouth firmly closed over the words, not
wanting to admit them, even to himself. Instead, he said, “I just don’t get…why?”

“You won’t believe the answer to that question until you’re
able to answer it yourself,” he said. “But I can see what I did has made this difficult.”

“You’re my boss…”

He blinked once, slowly.

So he does blink.

“I currently employ you. That is correct. But after last
night…and considering the way you looked at me when we first met…” He paused. Jesse
held his breath. “Forgive me. You are a fascinating human. And my instincts told me there
was more to your interest than professional curiosity.”

Jesse looked away.

“I’m sorry,” Magnusson continued after a moment. “It has
been a very long time since I understood the nuances of human emotion. I sometimes forget
that.”

“No kidding…Sir,” he added after an awkward
moment.

“I think you really had best start calling me Emory.”

Jesse’s skin heated. “Okay…Emory.”

 

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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NEW RELEASE: “Light from the Grave” by Sara Dobie Bauer.

NEW RELEASE

Book Title: Light from
the Grave

Author: Sara Dobie
Bauer

Publisher: Carnation Books

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow
Designs

Release Date: October 24,
2023

Genres: Paranormal M/M romance

Tropes: witches, anti-hero, age gap

Themes: grief, mental health, redemption, family

Heat Rating: 2 flames

Length: 94 000 words/374
pages

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

Goodreads

Buy Links – Available in Kindle Unlimited

Amazon US | Amazon UK

I’m what nightmares are
made of, but I’m not sure who’s more dangerous: him or me.

Blurb

In the world of witches, Keller Rex is a legendary
monster—a dark sorcerer with a gift for suffering. He has long been the protector of the
Zayne coven and their ancestral home in Charleston, South Carolina. When the family

matriarch, Vivian Zayne, dies under mysterious circumstances, he is tasked with finding the
only person who can open her sealed Book of Shadows: the son no one knew she
had.

Dylan Quinn has never bothered to figure out why cats
follow him everywhere, but it’s been that way for as long as he can remember. After the
unexpected passing of his adoptive mother, he had to make a new home for himself in small-
town Ohio. Things have been quiet ever since, but lately, there are strange voices in his
dreams and a sense of being watched.

When a striking Southern gent appears in town, Dylan
welcomes the distraction. Keller is handsome and charming, but Dylan can tell there’s
something else, something eerie about him. And he discovers he’s right, as Keller goes from
being Dylan’s seducer… to his abductor.

Now back in Charleston, Dylan’s newfound family is
shocked when it’s discovered his magical affinity is for death itself. Despite his fears, he’ll
need to learn to control his terrifying powers in order to open the Zayne Book of Shadows.
He also needs to keep his coven safe, and time is running out. The estate’s protective wards
expire on Halloween, and power-hungry witches from all over are ready to pounce.

While Dylan’s awakening darkness threatens to overwhelm
him, Keller finds himself confronted by feelings he thought long dead. Keller will do anything
to protect his young necromancer and open Vivian’s Book of Shadows, but the Zaynes are in
for a surprise when Dylan resurrects someone he shouldn’t.

Excerpt

Dylan stood by his kitchen island drinking a glass of water
and froze at the sudden arrival in his home. Keller moved with inhuman speed. He appeared
right in front of Dylan, who gasped and dropped his glass, which shattered on the wooden
floor at their feet. Taking hold of Dylan’s shirt, Keller shoved the smaller man against the
fridge.

“What are you?”

Dylan’s chin trembled. “What?”

Keller clenched his teeth. “What are you?”

“I-I don’t understand, but I’d really like you to leave
please.”

Keller let go of Dylan. He chuckled and paced halfway
across the small apartment and back. He was tired of playing games, tired of trying to work
his magic on someone who seemed impervious to his influence, so Keller chose truth. “Your
family is waiting,” he said. “Long story short: your biological mother is dead. She was a bitch
who won’t be missed, and there is no time to spare. Several lives depend on you, so we
need to go. Now.”

“What the fuck, man?” His words shook. “I don’t know who
you think I am, but my biological mother died giving birth to me. That’s why my adopted
mom agreed to give me her family name.”

“Zayne,” Keller said.

Dylan took a startled step back and again rammed right into
the fridge. “How do you know that?”

“Because your biological mother did not die giving birth to
you. She died a week ago.”

“How?”

Keller snorted. “That’s up for debate.”

“I don’t—”

Keller held up a hand between them, a silent but visible
order for Dylan to listen. “Your biological mother’s name was Vivian Zayne, and she was a
very powerful witch. We, as her coven, didn’t know you existed until the reading of her will.
Imagine our surprise.”

Dylan’s eyes widened. “What?”

“You come from a family of witches.”

“Witches aren’t real.”

“Are you sure?”

Dylan didn’t look sure of anything. He looked like a
frightened child.

Keller leaned his elbows on the kitchen island. “How long
have cats been following you?”

“They’re just … cats,” Dylan said. “They follow
everyone.”

“They follow you. How long have they been following you?
Your whole life, I assume.”

Dylan glanced at the row of cats watching from his
bedroom doorway.

“We call them familiars.” Keller clicked his tongue and
stood. “Now, you may continue to have an internal crisis on the drive to Charleston. You’re
coming with me. You don’t have a choice.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you.” He reached for the
chain around his neck—a nervous tic Keller had noticed before—but his fingertips found
nothing.

With that, Keller leaned his head back and roared with
laughter. He didn’t have much time to enjoy his dark amusement though, because even if
Dylan didn’t believe in witches, he did believe in that necklace.

When the boy charged for his bedroom, Keller sprung into
action. He wrapped his arms around Dylan’s upper body and held him captive against his
chest, but Dylan still struggled against him, struggled to reach the necklace Keller saw
hanging on the lamp by Dylan’s bed.

Keller spoke with his lips against Dylan’s ear. “All you had to
do was wear that necklace, and I couldn’t control you. What a day to forget to put it on,
hmm?”

In his arms, Dylan gave up fighting but did tremble with
silent tears.

“Shh,” Keller whispered. “I’ll only hurt you if you make
me.”

Dylan started shouting. He called out for help, but Keller
covered his mouth with his hand and subdued his screams. The dampness of Dylan’s warm
breath mixed with the saltwater of his tears against Keller’s palm.

Then, something strange happened. Keller found himself
thrown backwards. He landed with a thud against Dylan’s bedroom wall. Dylan was no
longer in his arms. Dylan was also no longer screaming. Keller, recovered from the invisible
attack, raised his head to find Dylan standing in front of him—Dylan, but not Dylan. His eyes
had gone black, just like they had in the coffee shop. Tiny black veins appeared around his
eyes and spread down his cheeks.

Keller stared in wonder while cats hissed from Dylan’s
windowpane but came no closer. “There you are, gorgeous,” Keller said.

About the Author

Bestselling romance
author.

Bisexual witch.

Feminist. Pro-choice. Anti-
censorship.

Timothee Chalamet
freak.

Horror movie
aficionado.

Vampire mermaid in a past
life.

Sara Dobie Bauer somehow
survived her party-hard college years at Ohio University to earn a creative writing degree.
She lives with her precious Pit Bull in Northeast Ohio, although she’d really like to live in a
Tim Burton film.

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COVER REVEAL: “Scales & Stone” by Jessamyn Kingley

COVER REVEAL

Book Title: Scales
& Stone (D’Vaire, Book 40)

Author and Publisher:
Jessamyn Kingley

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of
Mayhem Cover Creations

Release Date: November 9,
2023

Genre: MM Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Trope: Fated mates

Themes: Love, resolving the past

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 89 000
words

It is not a standalone story,
but does not end on a cliffhanger.

Goodreads Series Link

Amazon Series Link

 

Sometimes it takes finding
love to appreciate the best parts of yourself.

 

Blurb

Decades after leaving behind a king who attempted to sell
him for wizard experimentation, Lex D’Vairedraconis lives in a place filled with loved ones. At
Court D’Vaire, the dragon shifter has access to everything. He wants for nothing. But his lack
of purpose frustrates him. Surrounded by successful people, Lex can’t figure out how to
channel his energy. And he dearly wants to know why Fate hasn’t paired him with
anyone.

Rutledge Blackstone is alone. As a gargoyle, he shouldn’t

live among humans, but he fears the many enemies hunting his kind. To survive, gargoyles
must separate. His parents, and even his twin brother, have left him in a house slowly
crumbling around his ears. To comfort himself, he records every happy moment in a
notebook, and waits for the day to add more memories to his treasure trove.

But the gargoyles aren’t being tracked by foes alone. The
new gargoyle rulers and their allies want to aid people like Rutledge. To his shock, the
Council of Sorcery and Shifters wants him to join, and he soon lands an invitation to the
renowned sanctuary at Court D’Vaire. Before he can decide whether to accept, he meets
Lex. Their attraction is instant, but Rutledge is anything but intrepid.

To build a life together, they must learn to love
unconditionally and find their true purpose in life.

 

Excerpt

Everything inside Rutledge went on instant alert. To his
shock and mild horror, his dick sprang to life, and he hoped no one noticed he was fully
erect. The scent of dishwashing detergent, fabric softener, and household cleaner hit his
nose with unrivaled intensity. The smells of a happy home, something Rutledge yearned for
but feared to ask Fate for. His gargoyle roared with excitement, and the feeling of safety
flowed through Rutledge as his gaze locked with a brown-eyed stranger.

The man was probably about six-foot-three, which made
him about five inches taller than Rutledge. Although he wasn’t lanky by traditional
standards, his shoulders weren’t nearly as broad as a gargoyle’s. His dark hair was short and
combed away from his handsome face. Rutledge’s newfound ability to categorize multiple
races told him the man was a dragon shifter.

The stranger had paired a soft beige sweater nearly the
color of Rutledge’s shirt with faded jeans and boots that matched his scaly irises. His
expression was as astonished as Rutledge felt. Rutledge wondered if he was unhappy with
Fate’s choice for him, and he wished he could ask without embarrassing them both.
Desperate to remember every detail of this life-altering moment, Rutledge didn’t think. He
yanked out the notebook from his shirt pocket, along with a tiny pencil, and scribbled a
detailed description of his mate onto the first blank page he flipped to.

No one in the room said a word as Rutledge muttered and
glanced back at the man in between his hastily scrawled words to ensure that he described
his gift from Fate properly. His gargoyle wanted to know more, but Rutledge could get to
that once he’d finished recording everything to read later when he was alone again.

On his third page, Rutledge finally noted that there were
wolves in the room, and he barely bit back his scream.

“Wolves,” Rutledge yelled.

“Conley, you didn’t tell him we were bringing Nox and
Mortis?” asked a man who had to be six-six and had straight locks that fell to his shoulders in
a silky rain of blue and navy.

“It’s better to explain that in person, I think,” Conley
defended. “Rutledge Blackstone, allow me to present their Highnesses, High King Aleksander
and High King Rafe D’Vaire. The wolves on either side of them are resurrected sentinels tied
to their souls to protect them.”

“You’re supposed to introduce Squirt first,” Aleksander
replied. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Blackstone.”

“I’m sure Dra’Kaedan doesn’t mind if I do things a little out
of order,” Conley argued.

“No, but it’s irritating when people talk about me like I’m
not in the room,” a short man with blond ringlets retorted. “Anyway, I’m Dra’Kaedan, and
the guy scowling behind me is my mate, Brogan.”

“Why do you always assume I’m scowling?” Brogan asked,
his navy eyes narrowed.

“Because he has yet to be wrong about it,” a man with a
striking resemblance to Aleksander drawled in a beautiful, crisp English accent. The others in
the room had fainter echoes of something far from the Texas drawls Rutledge was used to
hearing, but this stranger’s accent was thicker. “Excuse us, we don’t know how to act
appropriately. I’m Worth, and next to me is my best friend, Lex.”

Lex caught Rutledge’s full attention again, and he nearly
jotted his mate’s name down, but he needed to know if the short name was as simple to
spell as it was to pronounce.

“L-e-x?” Rutledge clarified.

A smile played around Lex’s mouth, and Rutledge noticed
dimples so faint he nearly missed them, which he hurriedly added to his list.

“Yes, Rutledge, that’s how I spell it,” Lex said, his accent
even more toe curling than Worth’s.

“How do you spell your name?” Lex asked.

“R-u-t-l-e-d-g-e,” he responded immediately and wondered
why that was important. There was no notebook in Lex’s hands, but maybe he kept a journal
at home?

“Hush, Mortis, I don’t know,” High King Rafe whispered
loudly to the black wolf with hints of navy in his fur. Like Lex and Worth, his accented English
told of a man who’d once lived far from Las Vegas.

Rutledge’s gaze widened as Lex winked at him.

“It’s okay, Mortis,” Lex said. “Rutledge is my mate, and
that’s why it’s important to know how to spell our names.”

“Yes,” Worth shouted as he lifted his fists in celebration. “I
told you your other half was out in the world waiting for you. Now you’ve finally left the
house, and right here he is.”

Lex glared at the taller dragon. “That’s not quite how I
remember the conversation.”

“Yes, well, if you’d written it down like our fair Rutledge,
you could prove your point, but alas, it is your word against mine,” Worth countered.
“Congratulations to you both.”

“Kind of makes you want to hit him with your car again,
doesn’t it?” Aleksander asked Lex.

“It’s a frequent feeling I’ve grown used to in the years that
have passed since,” Lex groused with a glare for Worth as he took two steps closer to the
gargoyle, who was reeling from the extraordinary meeting with the D’Vaires. “Thank you for
agreeing to this visit today, Rutledge. It is an absolute pleasure to meet you.”

Overwhelmed by Lex’s beauty, sexy accent, and lovely
scent, Rutledge managed a blush and a nod.

 

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: “Recalling my Demon” by Colette Davison. $10.00 Amazon Gift Card Giveaway Included!

NEW RELEASE

Book Title: Recalling My
Demon (Possessive Love)

Author and Publisher: Colette
Davison

Cover Artist: Charli
Childs

Release Date: October 19, 2023

Genre: Paranormal M/M Romance

Tropes: Age gap, Daddy kink, human and demon
relationship

Themes: acceptance, trust

Heat Rating: 3.5/4 out of 5

Length: 45,000
words

It’s part of a multi-author
series. All the books standalone and this book
doesn’t not end on a cliffhanger.

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I’m told Nethermire
House is haunted, but the truth is even stranger.

Blurb

Nethermire is home to an eccentric 80-year-old and the
young man she claims is her great-nephew.

Except he’s not.

He’s a demon.

Brin’s chaotic, bratty ways draw me to him. When he calls
me Daddy, I’m a goner. I want to protect him, take care of him, and call him mine.

But when he gets summoned to hell, our happiness is
shattered.

Can I recall him to my side, or will I lose him
forever?

Recalling My Demon is a standalone MM paranormal romance in the Possessive Love multi-author
series. It has an age-gap relationship between a
bratty demon who needs someone to love him more than he realises and an ex-priest who’s
now a Daddy.

Excerpt

“Nurse Ian.” He raises his thick, dark brows a fraction, his eyes
sparkling as he smirks. “Mo—Martha has told me all about you.” His voice is soft, light, and
playful.

“You’re her grand-nephew?”

“Brin.” He flicks his gaze over me. “You are gorgeous.”

I take a half step back. “Uh—”

“I shouldn’t have said that, should I?” He runs his thumb over
his bottom lip. “I’d apologise, except it’s true. Hm, you are one gorgeous man.”

So is he. I swallow, needing to maintain my composure and
remain professional. “Martha is through here.” I gesture to the lounge.

“She likes that room. Have you seen the rest of the house? I
could give you a tour.”

“No, I haven’t.”

Brin flounces into the house, kicks his boots off, and wanders
into the lounge. I follow in his wake. He leans down to kiss his great-aunt on the forehead,
grabs a cake off the plate, and sits in a chair with one leg looped over the arm. He peels the
case away from the cake and takes a big bite. Crumbs drop onto his chin, so he flicks his
tongue out to lick them off.

“Ian is here to do my welfare check,” Martha explains.

“I guessed.” Brin stares at me as he devours the rest of the
cake.

I can’t take my eyes off him.

“Don’t let me stop you from doing your job. I love watching a
man in uniform work.” He winks.

“You’ll have to forgive him. My grand-nephew is a terrible flirt,”
Martha says.

I scrabble to get the blood pressure monitor out of my bag and
kneel beside Martha.

“A man in uniform on his knees. Sexy.”

“Brin,” Martha says, her tone not as sharp and short as I’d
expect for a true admonishment.

“What? It’s true.”

About the Author

Colette’s personal love story began at university, where she
met her future husband. An evening of flirting, in the shadow of Lancaster castle, eventually
led to a fairytale wedding. She’s enjoying her own ‘happy ever after’ in the north of England
with her husband, two beautiful children and her writing.

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RELEASE BLITZ: “Blaze of Eternity” by Jessamyn Kingley.

RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: Blaze of
Eternity (D’Vaire, Book 39)

Author and Publisher:
Jessamyn Kingley

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of
Mayhem Cover Creations

Release Date: September 28, 2023

Genres: MM Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Tropes: Fated mates

Themes: Love, overcoming obstacles

Heat Rating: 3 flames

Length: 107 000
words

It does not end on a
cliffhanger.

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Mates are forever, but
sometimes the road to eternal love is far from easy.

Blurb

Masse is a mage of earth, but he was born with a special
gift. Thankfully, a nomadic tribe of men stumbled upon him in his youth and recognized it.
The men rescued him from his isolated village, and since Masse was three he has worked
diligently to embrace his unique skills. Now twenty, Masse tries to be perfect but often
winds up punished for breaking their strict rules and testing his limits.

At birth, Fate slapped a phoenix on the arm of Jarl Kolsten
Eldrvalkyria, making him the first leader of his people chosen divinely. Surrounded by family
and friends, Kolsten loves his life and does everything to aid the exceptional phoenixes in his
village. A lover of books and long walks, he wanders through the woods one day and meets
his mate.

Kolsten and Masse come from two different worlds, and
their beliefs differ vastly. Unable to deny his attraction to Kolsten, Masse is fearful of building
a bond with him. Masse must decide between his destiny and his heart. But before they can
have the eternity Fate chose for them, Kolsten and Masse learn no road is without peril. And
even the best laid plans cannot account for the twists and turns of life itself.

Excerpt

The chilly air slapped him in the face, and Masse smiled as
he lifted his head to catch a snowflake on his tongue.

“I have decided I love winter,” Masse said.

“It becomes you,” Kolsten remarked softly, then scooped
Masse into his arms and ran to their longhouse.

Masse laughed uproariously and dutifully pushed the door
open to allow them entry. As ever, the fire was a welcome respite from the cold, but the
home was not nearly as warm as the hall filled with bodies. That did not matter to Masse.
The second his feet hit the floor, Masse peeled off his cloak, carefully set the sharp axe on
the table where they took their meals, and shoved off his boots.

“I was worried you would object to leaving the curtains
open so I could see your body by the light of the fire, but my concerns seem to have been
for naught,” Kolsten mused as Masse stripped and refused to feel anything but desire and
love as he removed his clothing.

“Is it wrong to act with such freedom with one’s mate?”
Masse asked, his cock hardening as Kolsten sat to remove his footwear after hanging up his
cloak.

“No, but I would rather you not be chilled either,” Kolsten
replied with a small smile.

“Since you are moving so slow, I will await you beneath the
covers.”

Kolsten chuckled as Masse rushed to their bed and
burrowed beneath the sheet. The phoenix shifter warmed Masse’s blood with his fair visage
and tempting mouth, but even the Jarl of Eldrvalkyria was no match for the bite of a winter
night. Masse waited impatiently until Kolsten strode over with his thick member half
hard.

Luxuriating in the feel of his skin against Kolsten’s as his
mate pulled him into his arms, Masse pointed to a thick pouch.

“One of the villagers gave me a special oil scented with
blooms as a gift this morn. She mentioned it would be lovely to use when your phoenix bit
me instead of using common oil. I was not sure what use she intended it for, but we cannot
stray from your traditions.”

“Sex is not something we shy away from discussing in our
village. We allow none to enter a matebond unaware of how two people may please one
another, no matter how they are fashioned,” Kolsten told him softly with a kiss to Masse’s
nose. “Oil is used to allow one man to take another.”

“You spoke of putting your member inside me, yet we have
not done so. Is that what you mean?”

Kolsten’s hand moved down to cup Masse’s arse. A shiver
and a gasp escaped Masse as Kolsten’s fingertip grazed his hole.

“The oil is used here, my Masse. With my fingers I would
stretch this tight skin until it is ready to welcome my cock. Then I would thrust deep inside
you and spill my seed. Or if you had an interest, you could prepare me in that way and make
love to me in that fashion.”

There was something in the way Kolsten said those words
that had Masse tilting his head to study his other half. “You are less than enthusiastic about
being the one penetrated.”

“It is not something I have done before. I was not inclined
to try it, but things are different with you. We are mates, and I would fulfill your every
dream.”

“You have taken other men this way?”

“Masse, I do not wish to discuss it.”

Strangely delighted with the irritation in Kolsten’s voice,
Masse grinned. “But what if it were my dream to know the names of your lovers? You do not
wish to break tradition and deprive me of anything, do you?”

Kolsten narrowed his eyes. “Would you prefer to roll over
and pleasure yourself while I took a well-earned rest?”

“Your phoenix would not grant you the mercy of sleep,”
Masse retorted and brushed their lips together. “I will not ask about your previous lovers,
but I do wish to be taken fully. You inside me, spilling your seed. That is my dream this
night.”

“I must ask if you are sure.”

Instead of a sweet kiss, Masse slipped his tongue deep into
Kolsten’s mouth and did not stop tasting him until they were both fully erect. Masse wiggled
against Kolsten to ensure his mate felt the proof of his desire. “Kole, this is what I
want.”

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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AUDIOBOOK TOUR: “No Surrender” by Morgan Brice.

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Book Title: No
Surrender (Badlands 5) An MM Psychic Detective Romance Adventure

Author: Morgan
Brice

Publisher: Darkwind
Press

Narrator: Kale
Williams

Release Date: March 21,
2023

Genre: Paranormal MM romance, MM Psychic Detective Romance
Adventure

Tropes: evolving established relationship, hurt/comfort,
grumpy/sunshine

Themes: letting go of the past, dealing with old guilt, forgiveness, facing
tough times together, trust

Heat Rating: 5 flames

Length: 6 hours and 14
minutes

It is a standalone story, but
also part of a series. It does not end on a
cliffhanger.

Goodreads

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Cold cases, hot leads, a
psychic psychopath, a copycat killer, cursed objects, the trial of the century—and wedding
plans.

Blurb

Cold cases, hot leads, a psychic psychopath, a copycat killer,
cursed objects, the trial of the century—and wedding plans.

Psychic medium Simon Kincaide and sexy homicide
detective Vic D’Amato met hunting a supernatural serial killer. Since then, Simon has
become a police consultant on cases involving the paranormal, and Vic has gotten over his
doubts about Simon’s abilities being real. Along the way, they fell in love and got engaged.
But it seems like the danger never ends.

Now, the first case Simon and Vic worked together comes
back to haunt them as the killer goes to court and all hell breaks loose. The killer has a crazy
fan setting curses on key players in the upcoming trial. Ghosts from an old cold case suggest
that someone got away with murder. And a supernatural creature attracted to fear and
death is using the Grand Strand as its feeding ground. Simon and Vic feel like they’re waging
a war on all fronts, but with the stakes so high, there can be No Surrender!

About the Author

Morgan Brice is the romance
pen name of bestselling author Gail Z. Martin. Morgan writes urban fantasy male/male
paranormal romance, with plenty of action, adventure and supernatural thrills to go with the
happily ever after. Gail writes epic fantasy and urban fantasy, and together with co-author
hubby Larry N. Martin, steampunk and comedic horror, all of which have less romance, more
explosions. Characters from her Gail books make frequent appearances in secondary roles in
her Morgan books, and vice versa.

On the rare occasions Morgan
isn’t writing, she’s either reading, cooking, or spoiling two very pampered dogs.

Series include
Witchbane, Badlands, Treasure Trail, Kings of the Mountain and Fox Hollow. Watch for more
in these series, plus new series coming soon!

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