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The Hideaway by Rosalind Abel

The Hideaway by Rosalind Abel

Conner Clark was unofficially adopted by the Bryant family when he was 13 years old. He’s been their son and brother since his rescue from an abusive “religious” family.

Micah Bryant is the youngest Bryant and has been in love with Conner since the moment he walked in the door.

When the two are adults they begin a love affair. Just when they’re ready to come open with their relationship and tell the family, Moses, Conner’s nephew, shows up on his door step. He’s run away from the family. Connor now can’t do anything that would push his nephew away and breaks it off with Micah.

The Hideaway is a story of heart break, discovery, love, and overcoming life a little stronger than the day before.

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The Shipwreck by Rosalind Abel

The Shipwreck by Rosalind Abel

This is book #4 in the Lavender Shores series.

Lamont Price is an author. He writes under a female pen name, and writes Male/Female love stories. If he could become a recluse he would, but his family and friends won’t allow it. His status as a member of one of the founding families doesn’t allow it also.

Lamont’s family is constantly trying to set him up and he just knows there’s going to be an attempt at a blind date during his friend’s baby shower. So he hires a cover model to be his pretend boyfriend.

They literally fake it until they make it. Then deception and lies are thrown in and the little that they did make come crumbling down.

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Torin by Lance Withton

Torin by Lance Withton

Torin is plagued with anxiety. He’s cut out his social life and has just focused on work for the longest time. Now he’s ready to try an unconventional method to help himself.

Torin becomes a member of an all male brothel. He picks Davies to help him slowly move forward so he can be social, make friends, have a relationship.

This is not a contemporary romance but an erotic journey to sexual self discovery for Torin.

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Vampire Claus by Robert Winter Release Blitz

Vampire Claus by Robert Winter Release Blitz

 
Title:  Vampire Claus
Author: Robert Winter
Publisher:  Robert Winter Books
Release Date: November 15, 2017
Heat Level: 3 – Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 30,000 words
Genre: Romance, Christmas vampire novella

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Synopsis

’Twas the night before Christmas, but what’s stirring is a little more dangerous than a mouse.

Taviano is nearly two hundred years old and never wakes in the same place twice. Weary and jaded, the vampire still indulges in memories of childhood Christmases in Naples. He lingers in shadow, spying on mortals as they enjoy the holiday.

When Taviano spots a handsome young man in Boston loaded down with presents and about to be mugged, he can’t help but intervene. Soon he’s talking to joyous, naïve, strong-willed and funny Paul, a short-order cook who raised funds to buy Christmas presents for LGBTQ children. Before he knows what’s happened, Taviano is wrapped up in Paul’s arms and then in his schemes to get the presents delivered by Christmas morning.

A vampire turned into a Christmas elf… What could go wrong?  

Vampire Claus is a 30,000-word standalone gay romance about a lonely vampire and a fearless mortal with no instinct for self-preservation. A heartwarming ending, no cliffhanger, and a young man who discovers he has a thing for fangs. Isn’t that what Christmas is all about?

Excerpt

Paul’s apartment was indeed small, a studio with exposed brick walls and two white-cased windows. Through them Taviano could see a fire escape and then, across the street, a tiled roof. The latch on the right window had broken. Foolish man, he thought as he watched Paul hop on one foot to take off a boot. Let a monster in the front door. Invite a robber through the window. How are you still alive?
 He surveyed the rest of Paul’s home. An open door revealed a small bathroom. The opposite wall contained a two-burner stove, a sink, and a half-sized refrigerator. A wooden café table sat with two mismatched chairs. A futon couch along another wall likely served as Paul’s bed. Next to it was a milk crate on which sat a tiny Christmas tree, wrapped in blue and yellow lights. A few small ornaments dangled from its boughs, though no presents rested underneath. That struck Taviano as sad, given the work Paul had gone through to gather gifts for the homeless youths.
A distinct combination of smells tickled his nose from the area of the futon. Besides Paul’s unique scent there were echoes of other men. Different colognes or bathing products. Latex, foil, something oily, and then…
Taviano turned away as he identified traces of semen. The turmoil in his chest that the evidence of Paul’s life produced disturbed him. If he could blush, he would.
 Paul finished with his boots and socks and tugged off his bloodied T-shirt. Tossing the garments in a heap on the floor, he strode to the sink. Dressed only in low-slung corduroys, he turned on the faucet and began to scrub away dried blood on his shoulder and palm.
Taviano took in the sight of lean muscle, flexing under pale skin as Paul washed. That skin reminded him of cream. A tattoo of a tree adorned Paul’s back. Its delicately drawn branches spread to his shoulders. The twisted and sturdy trunk disappeared into the mistletoe-themed boxers resting low on his hips. One side of the tree showed a splintered stump, as if someone had wrenched off a branch.
 Although curious about the imagery, Taviano wondered more how that inked skin would feel under his lips. Then he wondered why he wondered. His demon’s hunger for blood drove him for such long years. He’d all but forgotten what it was like to hunger for touch.
Year after year, he hunted with a singular purpose, among people useful to him only as food. Yet he found himself imagining what it would be like to draw Paul against his body. The warmth would be delicious. Soothing. It reminded Taviano of the difference between appetite and attraction. He found the thought both sobering and exciting.
 Twice, many decades ago, and before he began to hunt exclusively among villains, he’d given in to curiosity. He’d caressed a willing man with his sensitive fingertips, and even allowed him to stroke Taviano with lust. Both times, the sensation was too intense to be pleasurable. It had been like dragging woolen cloth over a sunburn.
 Neither encounter had smelled like Paul, though. Would the taste of his skin be as unique as his scent? Would his body be warm and welcoming? Why should just one man out of the multitudes he’d encountered draw him so profoundly and calm his demon? If he touched Paul once, Taviano wasn’t sure he’d want to stop.
 Paul turned from the sink to grab a hand towel and caught Taviano staring at him. Another tattoo, of a sun rising above a mountain range, sprawled down his left pectoral. He stilled but made no effort to cover his hair-dusted and spare torso.
Instead he stood silently as Taviano studied him. His eyes caressed the alabaster planes of Paul’s chest, the sinewy shoulders and elegantly tapered arms. He admired the tight skin at Paul’s stomach, the tracing of fine hair that disappeared down into his boxers. Paul began to breathe more heavily under the scrutiny and his pants tented outward. Taviano smelled arousal and it echoed in his own belly.
Finally Paul swiped the cloth against his shoulder and dried his hands while holding Taviano’s eyes. He licked his lips and flushed. In a slightly hoarse voice, he asked, “Did I get it all?”
As if drawn by a magnet, Taviano stepped closer, hearing Paul’s heart beat faster at his approach. His body glistened in the dim light of the room. Taviano sensed no fear as he took another step and peered at Paul’s shoulder. He brushed trembling fingertips over clean white skin and murmured, “It looks perfect.”
Thankfully his face couldn’t blush and his heart couldn’t pound; he was sure he’d be a sight to behold otherwise. The desire to touch, to stroke, was difficult to hide, from Paul and from himself. Paul stood mere inches away. His coursing, rich blood generated warmth that called to Taviano. For once, it had nothing to do with his demon’s clamor for food.

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Meet the Author

Robert Winter lives and writes in Provincetown, Massachusetts. He is a recovering lawyer who prefers writing about hot men in love much more than drafting a legal brief. He left behind the (allegedly) glamorous world of an international law firm to sit in his home office and dream up ways to torment his characters until they realize they are perfect for each other. When he isn’t writing, Robert likes to cook Indian food and explore new restaurants. He splits his attention between Andy, his partner of sixteen years, and Ling the Adventure Cat, who likes to fly in airplanes and explore the backyard jungle as long as the temperature and humidity are just right.

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Iron Intricacies by Zana King

Iron Intricacies by Zana King

Mara Thomas is a tattoo artist by day, Iron Fist junkie by night. Or really all the time. She’s not a huge heavy metal fan, but she’s obsessed with Iron Fist.

Just when her best friend, best friend’s finance, and Mara are about to embark on their vacation to fiance’s cabin an SOS is in order and Mara is just the person for the job.

Iron Fist’s assistant has a family emergency and they need a temporary one STAT. Mara is not happy that her vacation is “ruined” until she figures out the band she might be working for.

After arriving at the cabin a natural disaster occurs making all five of them locked in place until it’s cleared. What could five hormonal people do?

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Wicked Education by Tanya Sands

Wicked Education by Tanya Sands

Nayla Vitale is an elementary school teacher who has an obsession with the heavy metal band Iron Fist. So much so that she begins stalking a tattoo parlor where it’s rumored that Iron Fist only gets their ink done there.

Mateo Alvarez is the owner of Wicked Ink. He’s sort of sworn off relationships until this luscious woman walks into his shop. There’s something about her.

As they build their relationship there are some pretty intense revelations, good and bad. It’s a matter of if they can weather the storms that will come.

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Finding Mr. Wrong by Charlie Cochet

Finding Mr. Wrong by Charlie Cochet

Matthew Hart is the owner of Hart and Home along with the heir to the Hart family fortune. He has an experience that brings him close to death and realizes he needs a husband STAT. He calls upon his proficient assistant to help him find the closest thing to Mr. Right.

Jax Foster was once the love of Matthew’s life. He was first Matthew’s protector, best friend, and then love. Then Jax disappeared with no trace or trail to be found.

When Matthew’s dad sends him to an artist studio to check out his talent he finds something that has been lost to him for years. Hurt, anger, sadness, and betrayal rush forth and make what could be a lovely reunion, a spoiled affair.

Between their past, the mystery of the Salad of Death, Jax’s dad and his shenanigans, these two might never be able to find their footing for a happily ever after.

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What’s up Buttercup…Week of Nov 12, 2017

What’s up Buttercup…Week of Nov 12, 2017

This is my weekly update and rambling. I discuss if I met last weeks goals, what I’m reading this week, reviews that will be out, and more.

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A Bolt of Blue by Nicky Spencer Release Day Blitz

A Bolt of Blue by Nicky Spencer Release Day Blitz

Title:  A Bolt of Blue

Series: Angel’s, Book 1

Author: Nicky Spencer

Publisher:  Self-published

Release Date: November 10

Heat Level: 3 – Some Sex

Pairing: Male/Male Menage

Length: 90,000 words

Genre: Romance

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Synopsis

Ian Golinski has been in love with his best friend since he was fourteen years old. When he finally decides to confess his feelings, he finds that his perpetually single friend isn’t so single anymore. What’s a boy to do when he has to share the love of his life with someone else? Especially someone so damn hot? Dusty Smith has finally found The One. The only problem is The One clearly has feelings for someone else, even if he doesn’t realize it. Dusty has to convince his lover that they’re meant to be. But how does he do that when the other man turns out to be perfect for them both? Mitch Becker likes things nice and simple. But as his relationship with his boyfriend heats up, he starts developing feelings for his best friend. Suddenly his life is one big complication. How can he choose between two soul mates? Find out what happens when three men ask the question: What if we don’t have to choose? A Bolt of Blue is an m/m/m contemporary romance with a happy ending and no cliff-hanger. It is approximately 90,000 words and is a stand-alone.

Excerpt

I’m not sure I heard him right. Even if I did, I need to make sure I’m really clear on what he’s saying. “What do you mean?” I ask. Ian sighs into my ear. “I mean, what if it was the three of us? Together?” “All three of us?” I’m like a parrot. “Yeah.” “And how would that work?” I know how it would work sexually. I’ve seen plenty of porn, and there are a lot of really creative possibilities when you get three guys together. Just thinking about it is getting me hard. But I don’t think that’s what Ian means. At least, that’s not all he means. “Well, I don’t know exactly. It’s not like I’ve ever done it before. But I think…I mean, you have feelings for me, right?” He sounds so timid asking, and I wish he was here so I could show him how much he doesn’t need to worry about that. “You know I do.” “And I think Mitch does too. I hope he does. And I know how you guys feel about each other. So if we all feel that way, then why can’t we be together? There wouldn’t be anything to be jealous of. We would all be in it together.” I have to admit, it sounds appealing. Like really, really appealing. But it won’t work. “Mitch would never go for it. He’s way too traditional. He wants the white picket fence, the kids, the dog. The whole domestic bliss thing. He wants to get married. You can’t be married to two people.” “Not legally, no. I know it’s crazy. I’m just thinking out loud, mostly. But I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s the only way we all get what we want. Why can’t we all have what we want?” “Because that’s not how life works.” “Well, it should.” Yeah, it should. “It would be nice,” I say. “Can you picture it?” Ian asks. “Will you think about it with me for a minute?” “Okay.” “So imagine you and me. It’s a Sunday morning, and we sleep in late and then get up and make breakfast. Are you imagining it?” I nod, and then remember he can’t see me. “Yeah,” I say. “Imagine we spend the whole day just hanging out. Like we did that one day, remember? Only we don’t have to keep our distance. We can touch each other. I can brush your arm with my hand when I walk by you in the kitchen. You can kiss me in the bathroom when we’re brushing our teeth.” The picture makes me smile. “And then imagine that Mitch comes home. He was on a road trip, and he’s tired. And you’ve made dinner for him, and we all eat together. And then we sit on the couch, and I rub Mitch’s feet and you play with his hair. We’re watching some dumb movie on Netflix. Can you see it?” “Yes, I can see it.” I can, too. And it’s so sweet it makes my chest ache. I can practically smell Mitch’s hair, and hear him purr at Ian’s touch. He loves to have his feet rubbed. “And then the movie ends, and we all go to bed. Together.” I smile at that. “Who’s in the middle?” I ask. “Me,” Ian says without hesitation. I imagine myself spooned around him, my hands brushing along his stomach while he pushes his ass into my groin. And all the while I’m looking into Mitch’s eyes. He’s on his side facing us, reaching out to touch Ian’s face, but he’s looking at me. He’s so content and happy. He’s in love. I see him kissing Ian. Softly at first, but then with more intensity. I see my own hand running up and down Mitch’s arm while he presses his body against Ian’s. I hear the soft, wet sounds of their mouths moving together, and I reach out with my own tongue to trace the shell of Ian’s ear. “Dusty? Can you see it?” Ian asks, breaking into my reverie. “Yes,” I breathe. “Is it beautiful?” “It’s perfect.” “Tell me again why we can’t have that?” Ian asks. I think about what Erik said to me the other night, about how I always play it safe. And where has it gotten me? He wasn’t just talking about my career. Maybe it’s time I took a risk for love. Honestly, at this point, I have nothing to lose. “Maybe we can,” I say.

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Meet the Author

Nicky Spencer is a romance writer of all pairings. Nicky is a firm believer that love conquers all–that’s why her favorite theme is forbidden love. If two (or three!) people shouldn’t be together, Nicky will find a way to get them there. When you love someone, nothing else matters. Nicky live in Salt Lake City, Utah with no husband, no kids and a part-time dog. She loves to read, write, listen to podcasts, watch baseball and waste time on the internet. She is firmly anti-oxford comma.

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Welcome to Crash by Lina Langley

Welcome to Crash by Lina Langley

Damien almost has everything that he wants. He’s obtained a job at the exclusive art studio Crash, has an almost boyfriend (Levi), friends and family.

From his first day at work something seems off to Damien. There was no interview process or screening. He received a hand written letter in the mail letting him know he’d been accepted for the job.

The man Damien works for is supposed to be dead, his co-worker is extremely unorthodox, and modern technology doesn’t seem to exist.

Everything around Damien becomes tilted. Things that were perfect before are now skewed. He can’t put his finger on the issue but something is not right. As time passes Damien becomes more absorbed with his work and co-worker and questioning his life with Levi.

Once his seizures start again everyone around Damien begins to question his sanity. Is he right in insisting his belief is truth? Or are the others right in that he’s been hallucinating?

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