Month: March 2018

What’s up Buttercup….Week of March 19, 2018

What’s up Buttercup….Week of March 19, 2018

Weekly update where I usually talk about goals, make new goals, give reading updates, and so much more.

This week I talk about my recent sinus surgery, give you a health update, and talk about my reading. No goal setting for the near future.

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Ghost in the Mirror by Faith Gibson

Ghost in the Mirror by Faith Gibson

Samuel Dexter book #2.

Dex is starting to get the handle on being a medium with Cindy’s help. He’s getting things in order to get his P.I.’s license, and things are moving forward with Orlando, his boyfriend. Not smoothly, but forward.

Then their hometown is shaken by a series of killings. Orlando being a detective picks up the case. Dex and his partner pick up a missing person’s investigation that ends up having quite the similarities to Orlando’s case.

With Dex still being haunted from ghosts past, trying to communicate with ghosts present, and find this missing person, things at home are strained. Too many items might be in the air and Dex nor Orlando might be able to save them if/when they come crashing down.


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Dane by Faith Gibson

Dane by Faith Gibson

Dane is part of the Stone Society which means he’s a gargoyle. Dane though is a half breed; only recently changed due to being around his mate Marley.

Dane is now the Chief-of-Police for New Atlanta, replacing Kaya who mated with Rafael, the King of the Stone Society. Dane waited to mate with Marley until after a threat from Rafael’s uncle was diminished. Only after one threat was taken out in Greece, a new battle at home begins. Home field advantage may make no difference in this fight.

Dane has to make the decision to put all the cards on table and let Marley decide. Marley too has secrets though. After everything is shared between them, no more hiding, will the fates allow them to hold onto their bond forever and always.


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DsP Blog Tour and Guest Post: Rome and Jules by Tara Lain

DsP Blog Tour and Guest Post: Rome and Jules by Tara Lain

Rome And Jules
by Tara Lain
Two werewolf households, both alike in dignity….
Rome Siracusa, youngest son of the alpha of the nouveau-riche Siracusa pack, wants to be a faithful son and pack member, but he’s got two big secrets. One, he’s blessed with enhanced hearing, vision, strength, and the ability to shift at will. Second, he’s gay, a fact he can’t admit to his deadly homophobic father.
Rome crashes a party at the mansion of his pack’s greatest enemy, the ancient, pure-blooded Havillands. Jules, the gay son of the drunkard alpha, is being married off to a rich entrepreneur. Smitten and moved by the beautiful male’s plight, Rome tries to find a way to save Jules—while digging himself deeper into pack politics and navigating his own arranged marriage. Secrets climb out of the caves as the werewolf gods speak through the mouths of their children, and the two great families clash, suffocating the hopes of star-crossed lovers.
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Excerpt 1– Rome and Jules by Tara Lain

Holy shit! Rome controlled his face and swooped Yolanda into a big twirl to cover his surprise. As he came out of the spin, he leaned in and sang, “Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf? The big bad wolf.”

Yolanda gave him a gutsy laugh. “Whoever you are, cutie, you’ve got balls. Not many guys want to take on my brother.”

“Surely he can’t object to you dancing?”

She shrugged. “I guess the problem is that no one knows what Ty will object to.”

“Must limit your social life.”

A crease popped between her arched brows. “Tell me about it.”

“Uh, where is your brother?”

She shrugged. “I guess he got kind of beat up on the tennis courts today and decided to go drown his sorrows with some of his cronies rather than attending this command performance.”

“But then that means he’s not performing on command.”

She spoke softly. “Ty doesn’t give a fuck. Not like old man Havilland can do much, or at least will do anything. Too busy with his friends Jack Daniels and Jim Beam.”

Rome quirked a half smile. The music stopped, and he hid his sigh of relief. He gave Yolanda a small bow. “Thank you for the dance.”

“Thank you for the courage.” She chuckled again. Shame she was a blatant enemy. He kind of liked her.

A tapping against a glass brought the whole crowd around to face the center of the dance floor.

All the guests who were sitting stood and placed a hand over their heart. Rome didn’t even have to ask. He turned to find Gerard Havilland weaving drunkenly between his sister, a pale, delicate-for-a-wolf female, and some male named Alphonse who Rome had heard was Havilland’s second. Nobody spoke about Havilland’s wife, who’d apparently walked out on him years before. Rome sighed quietly and crossed his heart. Yeah, and his fingers.

Someone started the pledge.

“I pledge my life to the alpha, who is the conduit to the wolfgods and giver of wolfen energy. Hail the alpha, source of strength and unity. Praise the alpha, defender of the pack and wellspring of all that is good. I lay myself at the alpha’s feet without need for request, cause, or reason. The alpha rules us all.”

As the voices died down, Rome felt all his hair standing on end. Regardless of how unworthy the alpha, the pledge rang with the truth of ages and united every were.

Havilland waved his hand impatiently toward the crowd. Rome turned his head—felt his mouth fall open—and let his body follow the turn.

Oh my god of wolves.

From the side of the big room walked a young male who could only be the much-heralded son. What was his name? Who cares? The guy was tall—taller even than Rome—reed slender, with dark blond hair that likely fell to his shoulders if released from the queue gathered at his neck in a ribbon. But the face. Like someone translated poetry into a person. Large eyes, so blue Rome could see their color from where he stood, dominated his face above high cheekbones that would have been gaunt if they weren’t a soft, glowing pink. His neck was long, his hands graceful. Gods, what is he? Wolf males might be tall like Rome, but they were nearly always powerfully built. This guy looked very little like Gerard Havilland.

Rome’s whole body vibrated with electricity and shook as if the male were a magnet and Rome was iron filings trying to organize around him.

Rome and Jules by Tara Lain

Guest Post

Two great werewolf houses, both alike in dignity –


Hi. Welcome. I’m Tara Lain and I’m delighted to be here to celebrate the release of my newest paranormal romance, Rome and Jules. As the titles implies, the book incorporates the Romeo and Juliet trope – and the decision to do that all started with the line you see above – the first line of Shakespeare’s play – with a little addition. LOL. Somehow, I thought the line had a great ring.


Turning one of the great love stories into a werewolf gay romance may not seem obvious, but after that line inspired me, it was. What if one family was old, established, respected – but mismanaged and getting poor, while the other was rough, superalpha, wealthy, and looked down up by the other family? But as my character, Rome Siracusa says, “We may be nouveau, but we’re very, very riche.”


Of course, my Romeo has to go to a masquerade party chasing someone else and sees the beautiful Jules who’s about to be married off for money by his drunken father. Rome desperately wants to help Jules – and desperately wants Jules. The plot definitely thickens.


Since I get to write romance instead of tragedy, I had the pleasure of creating a happy ending for my lovers, star-crossed through they be. I hope you enjoy Rome and Jules. I man, who could resist my sexy Rome on the cover? Thank you for coming by. : )





About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 32. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft.  She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books.  Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!
You can find Tara at Lain
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How to Love a Monster by Lyssa Dering

How to Love a Monster by Lyssa Dering

**This is a dark, horror, romance. This story entails twisted and kinky sexual acts.**

On Earth there are humans with special powers. Only these people are not treated with the luxury like The Justice League and The Avengers. The humans are hunted down by the government and given a mandatory surgery. Most die.

One particular human is Wish. His power is what he created comes to life. He creates a city that other special people can come and be safe. When he makes this city a creation from his past is given freedom to live freely as well, Fiend. Fiend is a monster. He loves the dark, relishes the shadows, and eats human brains.

Seraphim is another special human that wakes up and finds himself in a dark alley, far from the last remnants of reality he remembers. Once he crosses over into this realm Fiend knows it, and he wants Seraphim’s brain, but first, he desires to play with his food.

It’s not a love at first site for either Seraphim or Fiend but rather a mutual need for the other that grows quickly as they begin to truly understand the other until Seraphim starts to get encrypted clues. And where is Wish? This is after all Wish City.


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Best Friend’s Father by Devon McCormack

Best Friend’s Father by Devon McCormack

Eric didn’t know he was a father until Ty was 16 and its just been a rocky road since. Now that Ty’s older Eric is trying but neither really knows what to do to bridge the gap. Eric lets Ty use his condo in Mexico for a vacation in which Ty takes his best friend Jesse.

Jesse is bisexual but has never spoken about his feelings towards men to anyone. Then he meets Ty’s father. The attraction between the two is immediate and fierce. Ty is oblivious and both Eric and Jesse must hide their attraction. Until Ty has to run back to the states for a work emergency leaving his dad and best friend alone to scratch an itch.

When the vacation bubble pops and life comes back to reality there’s more than Ty as an obstacle. Now Jesse and Eric have to decide if they want to continue forward, if it’s going to be worth the fight of their lives, or end things now.


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What’s up Buttercup…Week of March 05, 2018

What’s up Buttercup…Week of March 05, 2018

Weekly update where I talk about past goals, set new goals, announce what you can expect this week content wise, and always misc ramblings.

Plus I talk about two of the three book events I’ll be at this year.

Kinky in Kansas City is Saturday March 10, 2018 at the Hilton Airport Hotel.

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Ghost in the Water Release Day Blitz

Ghost in the Water Release Day Blitz

Title: The Ghost in the Water
Series: Samuel Dexter Book 2
Author: Faith Gibson
Genre: M/M Paranormal Romance
Release Date: March 3, 2018 
There’s a serial killer in Robins, Alabama… And he’s targeting women who look like the missing young woman Samuel Dexter and his PI mentor, Jillian, are searching for. As Sam trains to become a Private Investigator, he is also learning more about being a medium. During his missing persons case, two ghosts contact Sam, allowing him to put both new sets of skills to use. 
In Orlando Shaw’s years as a detective in small town Robins, he’s never come up against a serial killer. Until now. The killer is smart, leaving only the most elusive clues behind. Orlando has always relied on his team, but as the killer continues to evade capture, Orlando turns to the one person who has connections beyond his reach – his lover, Sam.
Navigating the rough waters of their reunion, Sam and Orlando learn there is give and take in a relationship. The love they felt as teens is gone, replaced with a more mature love, and it will take compromise by both men to make it work.
With the help of his little ghost, Cindy, Sam embraces his new gifts as together they help solve another crime.
The Ghost in the Water is book 2 in the Samuel Dexter Series. These books are written to be read in order.
“Do you really want to move in with me?” Orlando asked, barely loud enough for me to hear.
I could tell he was nervous. I’d been around him enough over the past few months to know his tells. His voice dipped low and soft when he wasn’t sure of himself, and he gripped my hips tighter than he probably realized, as if he were grounding us together. 
“I do. I can’t worry about the past; I can only look to the future. After I put in a day’s work with Jillian, I want to come home to you. To all this. You cooking and me cleaning up. Seeing our clothes mixed in the washing machine. Lounging around catching up on movies I don’t remember watching. Decorating the house for the holidays. Taking care of Zayden together. I want all the things other couples do when they’re building a home. I want to go to sleep every night with my head on your chest instead of on a cold pillow wondering if you’re asleep yet. I want to wake up with your arm around my waist because you don’t want me rolling away during the night. I want you. I want us.”
“I want that, too. More than anything. Come on. Let’s go to the bedroom. I need to hold you.” 
I allowed him to lead me down the hallway. I hadn’t planned on spending the night, but I had a feeling it was going to happen anyway. I should’ve texted Grams, but she knew where I was, and there had been plenty of nights I hadn’t made it home when I was supposed to. We both stripped down to our briefs and slid into our respective sides of the bed only to meet in the middle. Orlando cradled me the way he would if we were going to sleep, and I got comfortable against his strong body. We lay silently, letting our fingers do the talking. I skimmed my fingertips along his powerful thigh while his ghosted across my chest. When he grazed my nipple, I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my throat. 
That was all it took to break the spell. Orlando pulled me until I was lying on top of him. “I need you inside me,” he said, arching his back so his erection pressed into me. Resting on my forearms, I rocked back and forth until my dick was as hard as his. I didn’t hurry to give him what he wanted. Instead, I continued to torment us both with slow glides. Up and down. Back and forth. “Sam, please,” he begged. Dipping my head, my tongue teased along his full lips. Lips that were parted. Lips that were waiting for mine. 
I licked at the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head, searching. My teeth sank into his lower lip, biting just enough to make him gasp. Giving in to the need, I sealed our mouths. Keeping my eyes on his, I ground our dicks together while I sucked on his tongue, imagining it was his cock in my mouth. I had no idea how much experience I had giving head, but I enjoyed it. I loved the way his erection filled my mouth. The slide of warm skin over my tongue until it hit the back of my throat, making me gag. Why imagine it? Just do it.
I slid down Orlando’s body, licking both nipples and pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses to his stomach and hip bones. I scraped my teeth along his erection through his cotton briefs before nuzzling my nose against his balls and inhaling. His scent filled my nostrils, but it wasn’t enough. There was something about the way Orlando’s body wash mingled with his natural odor that drove me wild.
“Sam, please. I need you filling me up.” 
“I’m getting there,” I assured him. I had every intention of making love to him, but not before I got a taste. Orlando pushed his underwear off his hips, and I slid them the rest of the way down his legs, licking his tip before sucking him inside. Orlando grabbed my hair and held my head still so he could grind against my face. I opened my throat as much as possible to accommodate his length. He always knew when I needed him to back off, and this time was no exception. His breathing grew jagged the longer I sucked him, and the few words he muttered sounded a lot like he was fucking god in one breath and damning him in the next.
Faith Gibson is a multi-genre author who lives outside Nashville, Tennessee with the love of her life, and her four-legged best friend. She strongly believes that love is love, and there’s not enough love in the world.
She began writing in high school and over the years, penned many stories and poems. When her dreams continued to get crazier than the one before, she decided to keep a dream journal. Many of these night-time escapades have led to a line, a chapter, and even a complete story. You won’t find her books in only one genre, but they will all have one thing in common: a happy ending.
When asked what her purpose in life is, she will say to entertain the masses. Even if it’s one person at a time. When Faith isn’t hard at work on her next story, she can be found playing trivia while enjoying craft beer, reading, or riding her Harley.

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