RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: Blue Moon
Rising (Moonlight
Prophecies Book 2)

Author: Amanda
Meuwissen

Publisher: Dreamspinner
Press

Cover Artist: Kris
Norris

Release Date: May 24,
2022

Genre: Shifter Paranormal M/M Romance

Tropes: Alpha with non-Alpha shifter (not A/B/O), reluctant hero,
rebound relationship

Themes: Destiny, starting over, prejudice

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 76 000
words

This is book 2 in the Moonlight Prophecies series.

Goodreads

Buy Links

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Dreamspinner Press

Sometimes the right
answer is the part of yourself you are afraid to face.

Blurb

Alpha Jay Russell’s broken engagement may just be the best thing that ever happened
to him. His ex-fiancé’s twin, Bari, is much more his type and straightforward about his flirting
and desire to unite their packs.

Jay returns home after his misadventures in
Centrus City to a new prophecy, an unknown enemy, and tribal unrest over a series of
racially-driven murders. Furious, Jay is determined to bring whoever’s responsible to
justice… but the unrest upsets the fragile peace he’s been working to achieve, threatens his
new lover’s life, and undermines his position as Alpha, which makes investigating a
challenge.

Can Jay and Bari work together to fight their inner
demons—and a strange adversary dead set on returning to the past—or will mistrust and
political machinations tear them apart?

Blue Moon Rising is the second book in the Moonlight Prophecies series. Fans of shifters,
soothsayers, and shadowy villains will fall under Amanda Meuwissen’s spell in this
suspenseful, sexy urban fantasy romance.

Excerpt

“I’m not texting or calling with what went on in Centrus
City. Those events need to be explained in person. What’s Ursula asking?” Jay added as an
aside, curious if she’d heard anything from the rumor mill.

“She knows you well.” Maximus scrolled through some of
the messages. “Wondering if you’re bringing home any strays with your new
husband.”

Jay cringed. He wasn’t even technically bringing home a
fiancé anymore. It was better things hadn’t worked out between him and Bashir, but that
didn’t mean what happened didn’t hurt. Instead of breaking things off between them from
the start, Bashir had slept with Ethan—twice—before Jay backed out of the marriage
himself. Jay just wanted to be someone’s first choice, but being a hopeless romantic didn’t
mean he had luck in love.

“You’re not still poring over pack reports, I hope.” Bari
appeared as if summoned, depositing himself gracefully in the seat next to Jay with a
dramatic crossing of one leg over the other and leaning toward him. Bashir smelled like
sandalwood, but Bari smelled like jasmine, another sign Bari was more Jay’s type, because
that smell made his insides quiver, and scent was a common factor in choosing a mate.
“Even an Alpha needs to take breaks, darling. And we’re nearly home! Well, home for you.
Speaking of….” He batted impossibly long lashes, and his exaggerated nature reminded Jay
like a slap to the face how different he was from Bashir in every way. “Foolish little ol’ me
forgot to look into any hotels. I hope everything won’t be booked.”

Maximus scoffed at the obvious lead-in, but Jay had already
intended this offer.

“No hotel necessary,” Jay said, enjoying Bari’s scent but
trying to stay focused and hopefully not look as red in the face as he felt. “Only Max and our
Magister are mated, so we have plenty of spare rooms at our den. We’ll head there once the
train arrives so you can get settled and I can address my circle about what’s gone on the past
few weeks.”

“You haven’t told them anything?”

“Not yet, but I’m sure they’ve heard whispers. While I
intend to tell my circle everything, I’ll make sure it’s understood that talk of Seers, Focuses,
and Nulls needs to be kept as only gossip for everyone else.”

“My pack thanks you for that,” Bari said with a gentle touch
to Jay’s arm. He was very casually physical, another contrast to his brother. “I know you were
gone much longer than planned. I hope everything ran smoothly without you.”

“Smooth enough,” Maximus growled, reminding Jay that
they weren’t alone. “Are you an ambassador or a spy?”

“Max,” Jay chided him.

“It’s okay,” Bari dismissed. “I was prying. I won’t pretend
like Bash didn’t ask me to keep him informed of the state of your city. But allies should be
honest with each other.” He looked squarely at Maximus and grinned. “When I spy, I’ll warn
you first.”

Maximus turned away with another scoff.

“But before any espionage, I’m looking forward to a better
meal than the train food we had for lunch.” Bari returned his attention to Jay. “Would you
like to get dinner later?”

In an instant, Jay was a flustered teenager again because he
couldn’t think of a response. He wasn’t used to anyone being so forward with him, especially
someone who’d almost sort of already proposed.

“He’s been gone for weeks,” Maximus broke in, “and you
think he’s going to immediately start playing tour guide just because—”

“Max,” Jay chided again, which at least
helped him find his voice. He knew his Second was only looking out for him, but being a
good Alpha meant taking time for himself too, something he often forgot. “Pack business
comes first, always,” he reassured Maximus, and then looked to Bari. “But I do have to eat.
I’d love to take you to dinner tonight.”

There was that unique crinkle at the corners of Bari’s eyes
that Jay had never seen on Bashir. “Marvelous. It’s a date. That is a very fetching shirt on
you, by the way.” He lightly tugged Jay’s collar and stroked once more down his arm before
getting up and heading back toward Theresa and William with a sly smirk.

It wasn’t that special of a shirt, Jay thought, just
black with a few horizontal stripes in gray, but since he’d taken his jacket off during the ride,
he supposed the short sleeves flattered his biceps well, which was where Bari had
touched.

Jay realized he’d followed Bari’s retreat almost to the point
of turning in his chair and quickly sat forward again.

Maximus stared at him deadpan.

“What? It’s just dinner.”

As soon as Maximus huffed and looked back out at the city,
Jay couldn’t contain his smile. Just dinner—for
now.

About the Author

Amanda Meuwissen is a
bisexual author, with a primary focus on M/M romance. As author of the paranormal
romance trilogy The Incubus Saga
and several other titles with various publishers,
Amanda regularly attends local comic conventions for fun and to meet with fans, where she
will often be seen in costume as one of her favorite fictional characters. She lives in
Minneapolis, Minnesota, with her husband, John, and their cat, Helga.

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RELEASE BLITZ

Book Title: Blue Moon
Rising (Moonlight
Prophecies Book 2)

Author: Amanda
Meuwissen

Publisher: Dreamspinner
Press

Cover Artist: Kris
Norris

Release Date: May 24,
2022

Genre: Shifter Paranormal M/M Romance

Tropes: Alpha with non-Alpha shifter (not A/B/O), reluctant hero,
rebound relationship

Themes: Destiny, starting over, prejudice

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 76 000
words

This is book 2 in the Moonlight Prophecies series.

Goodreads

Buy Links

Amazon US | Amazon UK

Dreamspinner Press

Sometimes the right
answer is the part of yourself you are afraid to face.

Blurb

Alpha Jay Russell’s broken engagement may just be the best thing that ever happened
to him. His ex-fiancé’s twin, Bari, is much more his type and straightforward about his flirting
and desire to unite their packs.

Jay returns home after his misadventures in
Centrus City to a new prophecy, an unknown enemy, and tribal unrest over a series of
racially-driven murders. Furious, Jay is determined to bring whoever’s responsible to
justice… but the unrest upsets the fragile peace he’s been working to achieve, threatens his
new lover’s life, and undermines his position as Alpha, which makes investigating a
challenge.

Can Jay and Bari work together to fight their inner
demons—and a strange adversary dead set on returning to the past—or will mistrust and
political machinations tear them apart?

Blue Moon Rising is the second book in the Moonlight Prophecies series. Fans of shifters,
soothsayers, and shadowy villains will fall under Amanda Meuwissen’s spell in this
suspenseful, sexy urban fantasy romance.

Excerpt

“I’m not texting or calling with what went on in Centrus
City. Those events need to be explained in person. What’s Ursula asking?” Jay added as an
aside, curious if she’d heard anything from the rumor mill.

“She knows you well.” Maximus scrolled through some of
the messages. “Wondering if you’re bringing home any strays with your new
husband.”

Jay cringed. He wasn’t even technically bringing home a
fiancé anymore. It was better things hadn’t worked out between him and Bashir, but that
didn’t mean what happened didn’t hurt. Instead of breaking things off between them from
the start, Bashir had slept with Ethan—twice—before Jay backed out of the marriage
himself. Jay just wanted to be someone’s first choice, but being a hopeless romantic didn’t
mean he had luck in love.

“You’re not still poring over pack reports, I hope.” Bari
appeared as if summoned, depositing himself gracefully in the seat next to Jay with a
dramatic crossing of one leg over the other and leaning toward him. Bashir smelled like
sandalwood, but Bari smelled like jasmine, another sign Bari was more Jay’s type, because
that smell made his insides quiver, and scent was a common factor in choosing a mate.
“Even an Alpha needs to take breaks, darling. And we’re nearly home! Well, home for you.
Speaking of….” He batted impossibly long lashes, and his exaggerated nature reminded Jay
like a slap to the face how different he was from Bashir in every way. “Foolish little ol’ me
forgot to look into any hotels. I hope everything won’t be booked.”

Maximus scoffed at the obvious lead-in, but Jay had already
intended this offer.

“No hotel necessary,” Jay said, enjoying Bari’s scent but
trying to stay focused and hopefully not look as red in the face as he felt. “Only Max and our
Magister are mated, so we have plenty of spare rooms at our den. We’ll head there once the
train arrives so you can get settled and I can address my circle about what’s gone on the past
few weeks.”

“You haven’t told them anything?”

“Not yet, but I’m sure they’ve heard whispers. While I
intend to tell my circle everything, I’ll make sure it’s understood that talk of Seers, Focuses,
and Nulls needs to be kept as only gossip for everyone else.”

“My pack thanks you for that,” Bari said with a gentle touch
to Jay’s arm. He was very casually physical, another contrast to his brother. “I know you were
gone much longer than planned. I hope everything ran smoothly without you.”

“Smooth enough,” Maximus growled, reminding Jay that
they weren’t alone. “Are you an ambassador or a spy?”

“Max,” Jay chided him.

“It’s okay,” Bari dismissed. “I was prying. I won’t pretend
like Bash didn’t ask me to keep him informed of the state of your city. But allies should be
honest with each other.” He looked squarely at Maximus and grinned. “When I spy, I’ll warn
you first.”

Maximus turned away with another scoff.

“But before any espionage, I’m looking forward to a better
meal than the train food we had for lunch.” Bari returned his attention to Jay. “Would you
like to get dinner later?”

In an instant, Jay was a flustered teenager again because he
couldn’t think of a response. He wasn’t used to anyone being so forward with him, especially
someone who’d almost sort of already proposed.

“He’s been gone for weeks,” Maximus broke in, “and you
think he’s going to immediately start playing tour guide just because—”

“Max,” Jay chided again, which at least
helped him find his voice. He knew his Second was only looking out for him, but being a
good Alpha meant taking time for himself too, something he often forgot. “Pack business
comes first, always,” he reassured Maximus, and then looked to Bari. “But I do have to eat.
I’d love to take you to dinner tonight.”

There was that unique crinkle at the corners of Bari’s eyes
that Jay had never seen on Bashir. “Marvelous. It’s a date. That is a very fetching shirt on
you, by the way.” He lightly tugged Jay’s collar and stroked once more down his arm before
getting up and heading back toward Theresa and William with a sly smirk.

It wasn’t that special of a shirt, Jay thought, just
black with a few horizontal stripes in gray, but since he’d taken his jacket off during the ride,
he supposed the short sleeves flattered his biceps well, which was where Bari had
touched.

Jay realized he’d followed Bari’s retreat almost to the point
of turning in his chair and quickly sat forward again.

Maximus stared at him deadpan.

“What? It’s just dinner.”

As soon as Maximus huffed and looked back out at the city,
Jay couldn’t contain his smile. Just dinner—for
now.

About the Author

Amanda Meuwissen is a
bisexual author, with a primary focus on M/M romance. As author of the paranormal
romance trilogy The Incubus Saga
and several other titles with various publishers,
Amanda regularly attends local comic conventions for fun and to meet with fans, where she
will often be seen in costume as one of her favorite fictional characters. She lives in
Minneapolis, Minnesota, with her husband, John, and their cat, Helga.

Author Links

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Book Title: By the Red Moonlight

Author: Amanda
Meuwissen

Publisher:
Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Kris
Norris

Release Date: October 5,
2021

Genre: Shifter Paranormal M/M Romance

Tropes: Forbidden love, enemies to lovers, found family

Themes: Destiny

Heat Rating: 4
flames

Length: 221
pages

It is book 1 of a new series
but does not end on a cliffhanger.

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On All Hallow’s Eve when
the sky glows bright…

Blurb

Alpha werewolf, crime boss, and secret Seer Bashir Bain is
neck-deep in negotiating a marriage of convenience with a neighboring alpha when a tense
situation goes from bad to worse. A job applicant at one of Bash’s businesses—a guy who
was supposed to be a simple ex-cop, ex-con tattoo artist—suddenly turns up
undead.

A rogue newborn vampire would have been a big wrench in
Bash’s plans even without his attraction to the man. After all, new vampires are under their
sire’s control, and Ethan Lambert doesn’t even know who turned him. When Bash spares his
life, he opens himself up for mutiny, a broken engagement, and an unexpected—and
risky—relationship.

Ethan just wants a fresh start after being released from
prison. Before he can get it, he’ll need to turn private investigator to find out who sired him
and what he wants. And he’d better do it quick, because the moon is full, and according to
Bash’s prophecy, life and death hang in the balance.

Excerpt

Blood. Not visible, but he could smell it. A lot of it.
Impossible to detect inside the parlor, because it always carried a faint scent of blood due to
the needle work, but outside, Bash had no doubts. Those who knew about him being a Seer
knew his hunches were never wrong.

A man sprinted toward him and was stopped cold when
Bash shot out an arm to catch him by the throat.

No, not a man.

A vampire.

The hiss and growl and snap of fangs made it difficult to
hold the creature at bay, especially since he was strong—incredibly strong. Bash could
barely contain him, which should not have been a challenge as an Alpha against a newborn,
but that’s what this vampire had to be, because Bash recognized him, and he hadn’t been a
vampire a few hours ago. The sire had to be powerful to create a fledgling this strong on its
first night turned.

“A shame we couldn’t offer you that job, Mr. Lambert,”
Bash said evenly. Poor man never even made it out of the neighborhood after his
interview.

Lambert—Ethan Lambert, Bash recalled—snapped
again with a click of fangs. A shame indeed, but this had to be Ethan. Bash would have
known anyone else lurking about these streets, shifter or human, and the young vampire
had natural red hair and a handsome face beneath the raging hunger, just how Siobhan had
described him.

Shifter eyes glowed with power when they gave in to their
true forms, but a vampire’s changed entirely. They shone yellow when fed, amber when
hungry, and red when feral. Ethan’s eyes matched the moon above. What little control he
might have had if he wasn’t a newborn was buried in the back of his mind by the
overwhelming need to feed.

“The hell?” Deanna bellowed from the mouth of the alley,
throwing back her shoulders and letting her fangs and claws extend, her skin darkening to a
deep indigo-black, fur sprouting rapidly across her skin. She was ready to tear the vampire
to pieces as soon as Bash threw him her way, which was what Bash planned to do….

When he caught the glow of the scarlet moon above
Ethan’s head.

Somewhere deep within the red of Ethan’s eyes was green.
Bash couldn’t see it, but he knew, like a vision of the man Ethan had once been, beautiful
and smiling and utterly enchanting.

With a howl, Bash slammed Ethan’s head down into the
pavement once, twice, three times before he stilled.

“What did you do that for?” Deanna growled. “Rip his
damn head off!”

“No,” Bash said, the claws of the hand that had seized
Ethan the only part of him changed, and now that too shifted back. He bent beside Ethan,
whose fangs were still visible with his lips parted, but his eyes were closed, chest still since
he no longer needed to breathe. “We’re bringing him back to the den. I have
questions.”

“What?” Deanna balked, all towering force even as she
shifted human, save the glow of her burning violet eyes. “That’s a vampire, Bash! A
parasite!”

“I’m aware, and we are taking him back with us. Now pick
him up.”

“Fat chance!”

“Deanna, I am your—”

“Fuck you, big shot Alpha! When you’re being an idiot,

you’re just Bash, and you can’t go bringing some fanger home when negotiations with
Russell are heating up. If you ever thought a Halloween was the night, this is the one. Kill the
guy and be done with it.”

That was the easy answer, but if it was easy, why bother
with a prophecy? When had a vampire even entered Bash’s city? And what did it want? It
couldn’t be a coincidence that Ethan had been turned and left on Bash’s doorstep.

Vampires were vermin, an infestation to be rid of if even
one was discovered in pack territory. As they aged, they became far stronger than shifters,
which was why they had to be eradicated before they spread, or they might take over. They
were messy and foolish and too easily made feral, just like their wild newborns. Better to kill
them on sight, always. Bash couldn’t even remember the last time a vampire had been
spotted in Centrus City.

But if the prophecy meant for Bash to kill Ethan, why have
his art so entrancing? Why have his eyes cut through Bash like bullets? Why have every part
of Bash’s instincts screaming at him that killing was not the answer? There were too many
connecting pieces for him to take the easy route like his father would have in his
place.

“Pick him up. If I’m right, my future betrothed never needs
to know.”

“Yeah,” Deanna scoffed despite bending to do as ordered,
“and if you’re wrong, we’re all screwed.”

About the Author

Amanda Meuwissen is a
bisexual author, with a primary focus on M/M romance. As author of the paranormal
romance trilogy The Incubus Saga
and several other titles with various publishers,
Amanda regularly attends local comic conventions for fun and to meet with fans, where she
will often be seen in costume as one of her favorite fictional characters. She lives in
Minneapolis, Minnesota, with her husband, John, and their cat, Helga.

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Book Title: Reclaiming Pride

Author: Jessie G

Publisher: Jessie G Books
Inc

Cover Artist: Andrew
Reyna

Photographer: CJC
Photography

Cover Models: Luiz Oliveira
& Yenner Sanchez

Release Date: May 18,
2021

Genre: MM Paranormal Romance

Tropes: shifters, hurt/comfort

Themes: prophecy, betrayal, trust

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 66 000 words/220
pages

It is book 2 in the Kindred
Story Trilogy

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Grigori & Matisse
must accept their destiny and learn to trust each other before they can face the enemy they
know…and the one they never saw coming

Blurb

The first time Grigori Federov, Zenith of the Wall, dreamed
of his Kindred, he feared Crowley’s good fortune was making him wish for things he couldn’t
have. As much as he doesn’t want to get his hopes up, the man in his dreams is in trouble,
and every time they connect, the threat is worse. Accepting that his fated mate is real is the
first step to finding him but saving him is only the beginning of their problems.

A lifetime of running and losing everyone he loves has
taught Matisse that no one can be trusted, and he doesn’t believe he’ll ever be safe. When
Grigori tries to convince him otherwise, his wish for it to be true isn’t enough for him to let
down his guard. But while he doesn’t believe in fairy tales, he may not have a choice when
the only one who can stop the hunters is the Zenith who wants to love him.

Discovering who they are together reveals a connection
between the Kindreds that could be a clue to fulfilling the prophecy. Unfortunately, it also
exposes a deception that forces the Zeniths to question their sacred purpose.

Now they have to decide: are they destined to save the
world or destroy it?

Excerpt

Everyone knew the least trustworthy person was the one
who begged to be trusted. Grigori didn’t look like the type to beg, but Matisse figured a guy
who showed up with an army at the exact moment it was needed would feel secure in the
image he was presenting. With all those muscles and a generous helping of facial fur
accentuating his scowl, the army was actually overkill.

You’re safe now, said the big burly bear to the itty-bitty lynx.

It was laughable. More than that, it was the most wildly
outlandish claim he’d ever heard. Safe? Come on! A kit still wobbling on four paws would
know better.

So, why didn’t he?

“Are you cold?” Grigori frowned and stepped closer. “You
shivered.”

“I did?” He hadn’t realized, but Matisse didn’t think it had
anything to do with the temperature. “No, I’m pissed that I didn’t realize how close the
hunters were. I can’t afford to get caught off guard like that.”

Then again, he couldn’t afford to follow a voice in his head
and yet here he was in a place he’d never been with men he’d never met half-believing that
he was safe because the big, smoldering badass said so.

“You were focused on my army charging toward you. I think
you can cut yourself some slack.”

“Except that mistake could have gotten me killed, so no
slack and no excuses.” And no more getting distracted by his hot savior.

By all appearances, Grigori knew he was in trouble even
though they had never met before and had rushed to help him. In Matisse’s experience,
strangers didn’t do that for one another unless they had an ulterior motive. He just needed
to figure out if Grigori was in league with the hunters or if he was working another angle.

“Do you know why they’re after me?”

“Not yet.” Grigori offered him a reassuring smile that
seemed…awkward. Unused. Kind of endearing, not that Matisse was fooled.
Much. “Mehdi will keep at least one alive so we can get you that answer.”

“Only one?” Matisse didn’t want to sound ungrateful.
Friend or foe, perfectly timed or total coincidence, Grigori and his men were the reason he
was still alive.

Grigori gave him a funny look and reminded, “They were
trying to kill you.”

“I know.” Who knew better than him? “I just…” Matisse
trailed off with a shrug. All he wanted was to have a normal, threat-free life like everyone
else. It was a simple request, and one he didn’t think required a blood sacrifice.

About the Author

Jessie G is a bestselling MM
Romance author with a penchant for hurt/comfort stories featuring chosen families and
second chances. She likes her men rough around the edges and willing to wallow into the
darkness to save the one they love. From ex-cons to bad boy bikers, military heroes to fated
mates, she hopes you find your next great read among her books.

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