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One by Brenda Murphy

One by Brenda Murphy

Mac makes the trip of a lifetime to Italy to see a live Formula One race. This was something her and her father had dreamed of, and when he died Mac decided it was now or never.

Lana was drawn to Mac the moment she saw her at the airport leaving the states and heading to Europe.

Mac is a woman of color, a military veteran with physical scars to show the world, and enough mental issues to fill up the baggage claim. She doesn’t understand why someone so poise like Lana would give her a second thought. From the moment Mac meets Lana nothing goes quite as planned. Both good and bad.

Mac tries to shake Lana, get her to see reason. Lana good do so much better, but Lana is an adult and needs Mac to understand that though she may lose her job with her father’s Formula One racing team; Lana believes Mac is worth that and more.

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Schooled (Codename: Winger #2) by Jeff Adams Blog Tour

Schooled (Codename: Winger #2) by Jeff Adams Blog Tour

Blog Tour, Excerpt and Giveaway – “Schooled (Codename: Winger #2) by Jeff Adams

I am so excited to welcome Jeff Adams to my BookShelf.  He’s here to talk about his second book in the Codename:Winger series.  I fell in love with Theo in the first, ready to continue this love affair in the second, and see if any of the red herrings I fell dramatically for held some truth.  😀  (Down below I will have my review for Tracker Hacker Codename: Winger #1)

Without further ado I bring you Jeff Adams!!

Thanks to Christina for hosting a stop on the Schooled blog tour. I’m happy to be here with an exclusive excerpt from the book, which is the second in the Codename: Winger series. This scene, from Chapter 14, features Theo with Eddie, his boyfriend, as they enjoy date night. After you read the excerpt, make sure to check out the Rafflecopter below to get your entry in the giveaway for a free copy of Schooled.

 

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He nodded and we got back to our walk. “You guys ready for the competition this weekend?” Eddie shifted topics at the right time.

“I think so. I really liked what the team had today. They’ve paid attention to what I told them and it showed.”

“Is there something I can come watch on Sunday? See you guys take the championship?”
“I actually don’t know.” It occurred to me that, other than the competition happening on the Amherst College campus, and that it went for thirty hours straight, I was kind of clueless. “Why would you want to watch a bunch of people sitting around computers anyway?”

“Because you’re one of them, silly. I like the look you get when you’re thinking super hard.”

“You’re weird.” He stuck his tongue out at me and I smirked back. “I’ll see what the deal is. Be cool to see you and make silly faces at you that’ll confuse everyone else.”

The team planned to leave for Amherst Friday afternoon to settle in and be ready for Saturday morning. Since I had a game Friday night, I’d catch up with them around midnight.

“Maybe I should come with you Friday and we can share a room. That was awesome in Denver.” Eddie grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at me. He was ridiculously cute and it made my insides tingle in the best way.

While a lot of bad stuff had gone down in Denver, spending alone time with Eddie always made me happy. It’d said a lot about him that he didn’t get too weird when things got super chaotic. I suspected most people would’ve run from the mess, but he stayed right there.

“Unfortunately I’ll have roommates Friday. And once we start Saturday morning, we go straight through into Sunday afternoon.”

“If I can get there on Sunday, maybe we could make the trip back together?”

“That would rock. Dad and I were already debating the best way for me to get there. If he drives me up, maybe you could bring me back. We’ll figure it out.”

“You really got into doing this thing, didn’t you?”

I cocked my head and looked at him, trying to figure out what he meant.

“Coaching the team,” he coaxed.

“I’ve enjoyed it more than I thought I would. And I didn’t give them the credit they deserve.”

“I figured you’d end up liking it.”

“Why?”

“You like helping people. I can tell it when you help me with a computer thing, or if you’re explaining something. There’s never a condescending tone that you know more than someone else.”

“I think the team would disagree with that,” I said, kicking a pebble along in front of me. “I’m not always as modest as I should be.”

“But I bet you’re usually happy to give them the information. I bet you’ll be a teacher someday.”

“Nah. I like doing the actual work too much.”

“Lots of people teach and work.”

“What about you? Mr. Getting Me Through Science Class.”

“It’s possible. Maybe college level one day.”

“I can totally see you as the sexy teacher everyone wants. You’ll teach a few days a week and cure diseases the rest of the time.”

“That’s me—Doctor Teacher.”

We chuckled. We knew what our basic futures looked like—me continuing to study cyber security at MIT and Eddie in biochemistry at UMass Boston. But we rarely talked about what might come next.

Book Blurb:

Secret agent and teenage computer genius Theo Reese lives in two separate worlds—and they’re about to collide.

Theo’s high school computer science club is gearing up for a competition, and Theo agrees to lend his knowledge of cybersecurity to help them win. The covert agency he works for also needs his talents. An encrypted key that allows access to the nation’s electrical grid has been stolen. Theo’s skills are crucial in its recovery before disaster strikes.

When the file shows up at the competition as one of those to be decoded, Theo must find a way to be both an average high school student and Winger, his secret identity. The file must be secured—all while protecting his teammates from those who will use any means necessary to get the file for themselves.

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Bio:

Jeff Adams has written stories since he was in middle school and became a gay romance writer in 2009 when his first short stories were published. Since then he’s written several shorts and novels.

Jeff lives in northern California with his husband of twenty years, Will. Some of his favorite things include the musicals Rent and [title of show], the Detroit Red Wings and Pittsburgh Penguins hockey teams, and the reality TV competition So You Think You Can Dance.

Jeff is the co-host of Jeff & Will’s Big Gay Fiction Podcast, a weekly show devoted to gay romance fiction as well as pop culture. New episodes come out every Monday at biggayfictionpodcast.com.

Learn more about Jeff at http://jeffadamswrites.com/

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Three’s the Charm by PA Friday Release Blitz

Three’s the Charm by PA Friday Release Blitz

Title:  Three’s the Charm
Series: Maths, Book Three
Author: P.A. Friday
Publisher:  NineStar Press
Release Date: February 12, 2018
Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male, Male/Male Menage
Length: 57800
Genre: Contemporary, LGBT, menage, college professor, musican, film-maker, promiscuity

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Synopsis

James, Laurie, and Al are settling into a surprisingly easy life as a triad. Finally, things seem to be going well for them. But when an unscrupulous journalist takes advantage of Al’s blossoming film career and the men’s unusual relationship to write an exposé article, cracks begin to show. Can the three survive with their love, their careers, and even their sanity intact?

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Three’s the Charm
P.A. Friday © 2018
All Rights Reserved
Chapter One
Al
The text was brief and to the point.
I hope you’re behaving yourself. L.
Al glared at his phone, as if it were his boyfriend Laurie himself. Up until that point, he’d been fairly successful at forgetting that he’d been driven to the point of madness the night before by his lovers, who had made him beg and then refused to allow him the satisfaction he was craving. Okay, that ‘forgetting’ bit wasn’t entirely true. He’d managed to deal with the fact that he was absolutely fucking desperate for a wank, or to get off in some form or other. And then bloody Laurie sent that, just reminding him. Rubbing it in.
Al wanted to rub one off, not have things rubbed in. But Laurie, who was not ‘just’ a boyfriend but—when they both chose—his Dominant, had ordered him not to. To wait for this evening. Scowling so hard at his phone that his boss, Fenella, asked him what the matter was (“Nothing”), he sent a one-word reply.
Yes.
There was silence for an hour. Laurie was probably giving a lecture at the university about filmography or something. Probably doing it well, too—Al had been to a couple of Laurie’s lectures in the past, and he was a good speaker, and knowledgeable. Al should know, as well: he was a prominent short film-maker on a minor level, though it was not a career which allowed him to devote himself to it full-time. Hence the job in the wine shop. During the text silence from his boyfriend, therefore, Al talked to various people about wine, advising them on which bottle might suit them best, and managed to ignore the worst of his frustration. Then the phone buzzed again.
Are you hard? L.
Al seethed. Well, if he hadn’t been before, he was now. He was bloody hard and fucking desperate. Laurie knew it—he knew precisely what he was doing, damn him. Al was tempted not to answer, to just leave Laurie hanging. But on the other hand, Laurie would be in charge once he got home. Provoking him to further teasing was a seriously bad plan. Hating his boyfriend, he sent the same one-word answer.
Yes.
The ‘fuck you’ wasn’t explicitly written afterwards, but Al was pretty sure Laurie would get that too. Ruffled, he texted James. James, his other boyfriend. Laurie’s boyfriend, too.
Your boyfriend is a fucking sadist.
Al smiled apologetically at Fen, who was looking unimpressed by the amount of texting going on in work time.
“There’s no one needing serving at the moment,” he offered.
She snorted and shook her head. “I suppose you’re texting your many partners,” she said, trying to sound grumpy but not quite managing it.
As far as Fen was concerned—and it was fairly close to the truth—Al slept with pretty much anyone who offered. He certainly had sex with a lot of people, but not only did he live with James and Laurie, he was also in love with them, which made rather a lot of difference. And, he admitted grumpily, the sex was best with them. Partly because Laurie was the best Dom Al had ever come across, and the only one he’d thoroughly trust with the submissive part of himself; and partly because…well, (a) they were both bloody marvellous in bed, and (b) all right, yes, because he was in love with them and it turned out that that did make a difference, just as everyone claimed. Damn them all.
His phone buzzed again.
Needing a wank? J.
Al had the distinct temptation to smash his phone hard against the counter. James was supposed to be showing a bit of sympathy. Which that was not.
Fuck off.
He got another hour, that time. An hour in which to calm down and to think about wine, and talk sensibly to a customer about which white wine might be the optimal choice to go with a nice fish dinner (“What sort of fish?” “Dead,” said the customer, helpfully.)
It was Laurie, again, when the text came.
You’re going to have to beg. L.
Al hated how much that turned him on. How much he wanted to be on his knees to Laurie, pleading to be allowed to come. Hated the visions which were flooding his brain after reading it. Fen was giving him a peculiar look, and he excused himself to the toilet. Not to touch—he knew better than that—but to try to compose himself a bit. He could hardly serve customers with a raging hard-on, and at the moment all he could think about was sex. Fuck. Bloody, fucking Laurie. Fuck. Al pushed a hand firmly (painfully firmly) between his black jeans-clad legs, squeezed his eyes shut, and tried to think about other things. Awful things. Running out of money at the end of the month. Stepping in a deep puddle and getting a trainerful of water. Anything. Anything but the thought of Laurie making him beg. Jesus. Eventually, he knew he’d have to come out or face Fen’s wrath.
“Sorry,” he said apologetically. “Not feeling my best.”
“Hmm.” Fen’s lack of belief would have been mortifying at any other time, but at the moment, Al was too busy trying to deal with his rebellious cock.
You’re hot on your knees. J.
Al hadn’t even heard that text come in. He’d picked up the phone to check the time—to see how long it was before he could go home and persuade his boyfriends (his absolute bastard boyfriends) to allow him to get off. He’d not replied to Laurie’s last text—potentially dangerous in itself, but he was damned if he was going to plead over his phone. Bad enough that he knew bloody well he’d break down and do it in person the first second he saw Laurie; he was not going to humiliate himself in writing as well. And now James, too. James, who knew him too damn well, and knew what a text like that would do.
Thought I told you to fuck off, he wrote.
The response was quick; presumably James was home from work.
Sorry. Thought you asked me to fuck you. Or was that last night? J.
It wasn’t murder if your boyfriends had asked for it, was it? Al had a sudden memory of the previous evening, where he had indeed done as James had suggested. And James had acted like he was going to give in, and then not done so. Fucking tease.
Al gave an involuntary moan, and Fen looked at him, eyebrows raised. “Anything wrong?”
“Told you,” Al said, hoping he wasn’t blushing. “Not feeling great.”
Unexpectedly, she looked sympathetic. “You can head home early if you like?”
Oh, bloody hell, that was worst of all. Laurie and James would rip the piss out of him something chronic if they knew about this. Fen offering to send him home early because he was so ‘unwell’. He’d never live down the fact that he’d been so desperate for them that he hadn’t been able to finish a day’s work.
“No,” he said, knowing his face was definitely red, and quite probably radish-coloured. “I’m fine. Honestly.”
“Okay. Let me know if you need to leave, though, Al. Honestly, you don’t have to suffer.”
Tell that to my boyfriends, Al thought bitterly. Apparently they delighted in making him suffer.
“Thanks,” he said curtly.
Thankfully, they left him alone for his last hour at work. Al was beyond relieved: today had been more of an ordeal than he’d ever had at the wine shop. It wasn’t taxing work, and usually he enjoyed the banter with customers; but today, with the constant erection pushing at his trousers, distracting his attention, making him need things he couldn’t have…it had been horrendous. He was halfway out of the door before the final text came.
Come in, take off your clothes, and kneel by the sofa. L.
Laurie had timed it deliberately for the moment he left work. It left a strangely warm feeling in Al’s chest that Laurie knew to the minute when he would be leaving the shop; he was angry with himself for getting so much pleasure from that thought, but at the same time it was very hot. The texts, he realised, showed that he’d been on Laurie and James’s minds as much as they’d been on his. They wanted him. His cock throbbed hard at the thought.
When he got to the flat, there was no one in the sitting room. Obeying his instructions, he folded his clothes up and knelt naked by the empty sofa. Where were they? What were they doing? As Al got used to the sounds of the house, he realised that Laurie and James were in the kitchen. He could hear voices, and then the sloppy sounds of kisses. The noises got closer, and he glanced up to see that they were in the doorway between the sitting room and the kitchen, arms around each other, frotting up against one another as they kissed passionately. God, they were hot like that. And, Al realised, with frustrated fury, they knew he thought so. This was a show put on entirely for him…well, maybe not ‘entirely’—James and Laurie were shamelessly obsessed with each other at any time—but the fact that they were simulating sex somewhere he could see them and not be part of it… They were deliberately teasing him, even more than they’d been doing all day. A frustrated growl burst from his lips.
James looked over, the faintest smile tracing his lips.
“Al’s home,” he told Laurie, as if it were a surprise.
“Mm-hm?” Laurie sounded supremely uninterested, going back to touching and snogging James as if there was nothing more he wanted from life.
And Al was going to bloody die if he didn’t get any attention soon. His lovers were stripping each other’s clothes off, kissing any part of each other which they could reach as they did so. James’s mouth on Laurie’s nipple, Laurie’s head thrown back in pleasure, a hand behind James’s head, encouraging him. James’s hands busy on Laurie’s trousers as he sucked, pushing them down, exposing Laurie’s hard, heavy, large cock. They were distracted enough that they wouldn’t notice if Al just had a quick touch. He couldn’t bear it any longer. His left arm slid round from its required position behind him to take himself in hand, and he gave the tiniest hiss of relief at the sensation of fingers against his erection. Too quiet for anyone else to hear, you would have thought. Except that Laurie, with some psychic instinct, was suddenly gazing down at Al, a feral expression on his face.
“Oh, no, Al,” he said, his voice dark and measured, his hand slipping from James’s head. “That won’t do at all. Did yesterday teach you nothing about obedience?”

James turned to look at him too, and Al swore under his breath. He was so, so fucked now.

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Meet the Author

P.A. Friday fails dismally to write one sort of thing and, when not writing erotica and erotic romance of all sexualities, may be found writing articles on the Regency period, pagan poetry, or science fiction. She loves wine and red peppers, and loathes coffee and mushrooms.

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What’s up Buttercup…Week of January 01, 2018

What’s up Buttercup…Week of January 01, 2018

A weekly update on if I met last weeks goals, what you can expect this week, and setting of new goals with a side of misc ramblings. Plus…

A quick recap of 2017 and what I’m hoping will come from 2018.

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The Christmas Song Book Tag

The Christmas Song Book Tag

Original from Hailey in Bookland: https://youtu.be/QKWc_mMal1A


 

Questions: 1. “You’re a Mean One Mr. Grinch”
Name a villainous character you couldn’t help but love.

2. “All I Want for Christmas is You”
Which book to you most hope to see under your Christmas tree?

3. “Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer”
Name a character that overcomes major obstacles and learns to believe in themselves.

4. “Santa Claus is Coming to Town”
a) Which character do you think would be on the top of the naughty list?
b) Which character do you think would be at the top of the nice list?

5. “Frosty the Snowman”
Which book just melts your heart.

6. “Feliz Navidad”
Choose a book that takes place in a country other than your own.

7. “It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year”
Which holiday themed book do you use to spread the Christmas joy?

8. “Sleigh Ride”
Which fictional character would you choose to spend the holidays with (doesn’t have to be a love interest!)

9. “Baby it’s Cold Outside”
Which book that you didn’t like would you sacrifice to a fire to warm yourself up in the cold?

10. “Do you hear what I hear”
Which book do you think everyone should read?

 

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What’s up Buttercup…December 03, 2017

What’s up Buttercup…December 03, 2017

Weekly update on if I met my reading goals last week, what you can expect this week, and new goals are set.

Plus I give misc ramblings and talk shop.

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What’s up Buttercup…Week of November 26, 2017

What’s up Buttercup…Week of November 26, 2017

Weekly update where I talk about goals I set last week, if I met them, and goals I set this week.

Plus I talk about misc ramblings and ideas with a possible SOS call.

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What’s up Buttercup…November 5

What’s up Buttercup…November 5

My weekly update and ramblings. Talk about books I’ve read that will be reviewed this week and what’s on deck to be read.

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Tracker Hacker Codename: Winger by Jeff Adams

Tracker Hacker Codename: Winger by Jeff Adams

Theodore “Theo” is a 16 year old kid. He’s a little above average as he not only attends high school but also MIT. He plays hockey and has a boyfriend named Eddie.

The main thing that really makes Theo stand out amongst the other teens, yet nobody knows, is that he’s also an agent for a secret organization; like his parents. He works the tech aspect, safe in his room, nobody knows he exists.

Until his boyfriend is hurt, agents start to disappearing, implants become hijacked, and Theo’s father is missing. Now things get really personal.

How can a 16 year old kid help save the world while trying to be your average American boy?

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What’s up Buttercup…Week of October 29th

What’s up Buttercup…Week of October 29th

This is your weekly update on what’s going on in my world. What I’m reading now, what I actually read last week, and what reviews to expect this week.

I also talk about my depression at GRL. I’ve had a lot of people ask and this was the best way to answer.

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