Friday, September 23, 2016

Happy release day to Nicki Bennett & Ariel Tachna!

https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/all-for-one-by-nicki-bennett-and-ariel-tachna-7548-b
Back in 2010 when All For One by Bennett & Tachna first came out, I remember being sort of disappointed because the story wasn't about Teo and Christian again. I had fallen in love with those two reading Checkmate and wanted there to be more. And there is because the musketeers end up being friends with the English ambassador and his bodyguard, but  the whole book isn't about them. So I went into All For One sort of growly and grouchy but as they say, a funny thing happened...I fell madly and completely and more-in-love with Léandre and Perrin than I ever was with Teo and Christian. And I loved Teo and Christian so...

The second book starts out with a threesome, Aristide, Léandre, and Perrin. They are, three of the King's musketeers and they sleep together and they love each other--as buddies--and are inseparable. Right away, I loved Léandre and Perrin. They're both funny, gorgeous, loyal, deadly, funny (did I mention the funny?), and though we see it, the reader, the two men miss for a bit the fact that they are MADE for each other. Don't get me wrong, Aristide is great too. But Aristide is perfect. Like annoyingly so. He's the best of them and I'll be honest, I wasn't feeling him until the musketeers meet Benoît on the road. He's carrying a note that basically says that their boss, the man the musketeers all report to and keep on a pedestal is a traitor. And it's not true but to figure out the mystery of who's behind the plot, they have to keep Benoît alive. Well once Aristide starts protecting Benoît and we see that relationship grow, I understood that Aristide only "seemed" perfect and he became endearing. So I really liked him, I liked Benoît too but for me, the real draw, the heart of the story, is Léandre and Perrin. Everyone has their favorites. I'm sure there are people who prefer the first and think that Léandre and Perrin, the way they banter and tease and how snarky they are with each other and how loud they get in the sack, is crass. The thing is, in this book, you have the idealized love that grows from mutual appreciation and trust in Aristide and Benoît and then you have the love that grows organically from day-to-day friendship into something powerful and possessive in Léandre and Perrin. And Léandre and Perrin are melt-the-paint-off-the-walls hot. Here look:

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“I expect we’ve seen the last of Aristide in our bed,” he lamented. “It seems the blacksmith finally got his head out of his ass.”
“If he’s willing to remain once Raúl and his companion depart, it’s more likely he’ll wind up with Aristide’s cock there instead,” Léandre agreed, “as soon as Aristide’s strong enough to give it to him.” Reaching across the table, he rested a hand atop Perrin’s, the warmth that ran through him at the simple contact making him realize he was not as distressed by the defection of their third as he would once have been. “At least Aristide will be happy.”
Perrin nodded, sliding his stocking-clad foot beneath the table to find Léandre’s leg and then working his way up until he came to the juncture of Léandre’s thighs. He pressed lightly on the swelling at the apex, flexing his toes in an effort to increase his arousal. An idea flitted across the back of his mind, but he pushed it away for the moment. Léandre would be more receptive after they’d taken the edge off their passion.
“Merde,” Léandre groaned, his head falling back and eyes closing in bliss. He tightened his fingers around Perrin’s hand, encouraging him to continue. While he might be surprised Perrin was taking Aristide’s loss with so little complaint, Léandre certainly wasn’t about to complain himself, not when Perrin was rousing him to aching hardness with the wanton contact.
Perrin grinned, adjusting himself in his chair so he could lift his other foot to join the one currently teasing Léandre. The look on Léandre’s face was enough to have him reaching for his own cock and rubbing it through his breeches as he bracketed Léandre’s shaft between his feet, kneading repetitively with his toes until Léandre was squirming eagerly. He could probably bring him off just from this, but he wanted more than that. Letting his feet fall to the floor again, he rose and pulled Léandre with him into the sitting room, where the high-backed chairs provided a much more conducive setting for what he had in mind. After pushing Léandre down into one, he knelt between Léandre’s thighs and drew his cock out through the placket of his breeches.
Léandre felt positively decadent, letting his legs slide out and fall open to welcome Perrin between them. Perrin smiled up at him with a wicked gleam in his eyes before bending to lap at the head of Léandre’s cock, light teasing licks that only made Léandre ache all the more to feel Perrin’s hot, wet mouth surrounding him. “Putain, don’t tease, Perrin.”
“You don’t like that?” Perrin asked innocently, knowing full well how much Léandre liked it. “Maybe you’d like this better?” He lowered his head, lifted the hard cock out of the way so he could reach the pendant sac beneath, sucked it between his lips and rolled the balls with his tongue. He released them with a pop and looked up at Léandre expectantly. “So, which shall I suck, lover? Your hot, thick cock, or your full, heavy balls?”
“Either—both—just stop talking and start sucking!” Thrusting a hand into Perrin’s dark hair, Léandre pushed down roughly, tearing with his other hand at the laces of Perrin’s shirt to seek the warm skin beneath.
Perrin chuckled and shrugged out of his shirt before he latched his mouth onto Léandre’s balls again. He licked and sucked and lavished attention on them for several long moments before Léandre pulled his head away and bent forward to attack his lips. Perrin returned the kiss eagerly as Léandre sucked his own flavor from Perrin’s tongue. Breaking the kiss but holding Léandre’s gaze, Perrin lowered his head to the weeping cock again, swallowing it all the way down, then pulling off slowly, coating his tongue in Léandre’s cream. Pushing up on his knees, he kissed his lover again, sharing the salty-sweet essence.
Léandre explored Perrin’s chest and back as they kissed before pausing to knead at the firm pectoral muscles. When he’d coaxed Perrin’s nipples to pebbled hardness with his thumbs, he broke away from the kiss and leaned forward to drag his tongue over the tightened nubs. With the hiss of breath this won spurring him on, he nipped at the dampened flesh, closing strong white teeth around a nipple and tugging until Perrin groaned in pleasure.
Bracing one hand on the arm of the chair, Perrin slid the other around Léandre’s cock, forming a tight channel for him to fuck. Léandre rocked his hips into Perrin’s hand in time with his bites on Perrin’s nipples, drawing a long, deep moan from Perrin’s mouth. Suddenly needing more, Perrin rocked back onto his heels, pulled Léandre to his feet, and spun him around. He jerked down his breeches, but the smallclothes defeated him momentarily. In frustration he grabbed the thin fabric and pulled, tearing it open to reveal the perfect curve of Léandre’s ass. Closing his hands over the smooth globes, he parted the muscular cheeks and dove between them, finding the tightly furled hole unerringly with his tongue.
Any protest Léandre might have made over the ruination of his smallclothes died in his throat when Perrin’s tongue speared into him. “Merde, yes,” he groaned, digging his fingers into the armchair’s padded back to hold himself upright. Craning his neck, he stared over his shoulder at the debauched sight of Perrin’s dark head bobbing between his pale cheeks, tongue stretching him with ardent fervor.
Desperate now for more of Léandre’s lusty cries, Perrin reached between the parted thighs to grasp Léandre’s cock again. He worked it hard, with the same determined intensity he applied to his ass. His cock ached, but he’d had enough of his self-control giving out before Léandre came. This time would be different. This time, Léandre would come first.
The urgent pressure in his balls warned Léandre that he wouldn’t be able to hold out against Perrin’s erotic assault much longer. Too aware that he had received the lion’s share of pleasure until now, he forced his arms to push himself upright, the sudden movement catching Perrin by surprise. Taking advantage of the momentum, Léandre spun around and tore open Perrin’s breeches, fell to his knees, and swallowed the dripping shaft to the root.
All his resolve flying out the window, Perrin came with a hoarse shout as Léandre’s mouth engulfed him. He collapsed backward onto the floor, panting for breath. “Putain, Léandre, I wanted to make you come first!”
Swallowing the flood of seed filling his mouth, Léandre cleaned his lips with a lascivious swipe of his tongue before kneeling beside Perrin. “Do you have any idea how much of a man it makes me feel when you lose control that way? You make me feel like the most potent lover alive.” He tucked an errant strand of hair behind Perrin’s ear, lingering for a moment before he rose to his feet, offering his hand. “Let’s take this to bed.”
Perrin’s only response was a growl as he tackled Léandre to the rug in front of the fireplace and pinned his hips. He closed his lips around Léandre’s still-hard cock, spearing one finger deep into the channel his tongue had started to prepare. He might not have managed to outlast Léandre, but that didn’t mean he’d leave him unsatisfied, even for the time it took to move to the bedroom.
Léandre’s knees fell open, hips canting to press deeper into Perrin’s hot mouth and plundering touch. Before he could ask, a second finger joined the first, twisting as Perrin worked his shaft until the head nudged the back of his throat. Perrin swallowed around the thick head just as his fingertip found the bump of nerves that triggered Léandre’s climax, his howl loud enough to be heard at the royal palace as he pulsed his release down Perrin’s throat.
Grinning smugly, Perrin took his time licking Léandre clean. When no trace of his release remained, Perrin rocked to his feet. “Now we can go to bed.”
“Good thing Benoît’s still with Aristide, or we’d have given him reason to complain that time.” Léandre’s smile was broad as he stood, his legs still unsteady with the force of his climax. He kicked off the tangled remains of his clothing, leaving the tattered garments where they fell as he followed Perrin to their bedchamber.
“Somehow I doubt he’ll have quite so many of the same reservations by the time Aristide brings him back to Paris.” Perrin laughed. “Besides, I’d be willing to bet the majority of his complaint stemmed from the idea that Aristide was with us rather than that we were together.” Sprawling across the bed, waiting for Léandre to join him, he met Léandre’s green eyes, trying to imbue his expression with all the emotion he had discovered in himself recently. “Aristide asked me once if I wanted more than what we shared, if I wanted someone just for myself. I gave him some flippant answer because I’d never really thought about it and because the idea of leaving you to find someone scared me.” He took a deep breath, searching Léandre’s gaze for some indication of his feelings. “But the last few weeks have made me realize something. I don’t need to go searching for someone I want for myself. You’re already right here with me.”
Lowering himself to the bed, Léandre lost himself in Perrin’s eyes, their expression one he had never hoped to see directed at him—and one he’d be damned if he wanted directed at anyone else. Even Aristide. “And will be, for as long as you want me.” The rest of the clever retort he meant to make died on his lips, his gaze still locked with Perrin’s, hoping Perrin would have the courage to say the words Léandre couldn’t be the first to admit.
“Forever might be long enough,” Perrin murmured, drawing Léandre’s head toward his. Just before their lips met, he paused. “I love you, Philippe de Chambléan.” He’d never expected to make such a declaration to anyone, but the first time he did, it would be with nothing less than Léandre’s real name. Not waiting for a reply, he captured Léandre’s mouth, ravishing it with his own.
The response he might have made swallowed in Perrin’s kiss, Léandre let his reaction speak for him instead. Opening to Perrin’s insistent tongue, he acquiesced to Perrin’s dominance for a handful of heartbeats before pulling him closer and doing some plundering of his own.
Perrin moved his hands reverently over Léandre’s back as they lay side by side, mouths meeting, then parting, only to meet again even more deeply, until they drew breath from each other’s mouths rather than from their own, and the taste of the other’s mouth was more familiar than the taste of their own.
Léandre was surprised at the lack of urgency he felt for more than the long, slow kisses he and Perrin shared. Perhaps it was knowing with a certainty he’d never had before that Perrin would always be there with him—forever, he’d promised, and Léandre meant to hold him to that. Resting his forehead against Perrin’s, he paused until the hazel eyes opened to his. “I love you, Mathieu Jacquet. I never thought to say it to anyone, but there’s no one else I’d want to share my bed and my life.”
Perrin understood the vow Léandre was making, but even the thought of anyone else seeing him this way was enough to prick his jealousy. Rolling Léandre beneath him, he captured his wrists. “Never again,” he growled, pinning his arms to the pillows. “There’ll be no one in your bed but me.”
“I think I’ve trained you well enough to satisfy me by now.” The warmth shining from Léandre’s eyes belied the teasing tone of his answer. Enjoying the firm weight of Perrin’s body atop his, he didn’t struggle to free his hands, instead wrapping his feet around Perrin’s calves to add to the intimacy of their contact. “As long as the same holds true for you. No more whoring for any cock but mine.”
“Don’t want any cock but yours,” Perrin assured him, “but we’ll see which of us is begging before the night’s over. I’m going to make you scream.” Lowering his head, he bit hard at Léandre’s neck, raising a bruise to stake his claim. “No more mistresses,” he growled, working his way lower to bite at the peaked nipples, knowing Léandre could take the rough touches. “No more pretending anyone else touched you but me.” He sank his teeth into the skin just above Léandre’s navel. “You’re mine now.”
Léandre moaned at the harsh caresses, the claim resonating with a need he hadn’t realized he had—to belong to one man, and to know, down to his bones, that man belonged to him just as fully. “Yours,” he agreed, voice husked with desire. “As you are mine.”
“Yours.” 

*swoon* Perrin is my favorite in the whole All For Love series, he took over Teo's spot with this book because he's vulnerable and sexy and stuffed full with bravado but fiercely loyal and he'd give his life without question for the man he loves. When he jumps in, he's there forever. He's not to be missed.
I'm so thrilled that these books got re-edited and re-covered and even if historicals aren't your thing--because I'm not crazy about them as a rule either--this series is different because the characters are there front and center and how can you ever go wrong with sexy swordsmen? 

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Guest Blogger: Shira Anthony

https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/take-two-by-shira-anthony-7477-b
I'm very excited to have the wonderfully talented Shira Anthony on my blog today chatting about her newest release, Take Two, which I so loved because it's the kind of shmoopy romance I adore. You know, the one where the guys who should be together get a second chance and you root for them the whole way. It's funny that there's a movie being made in the book because the book itself would make a great romantic film. Wesley and Sam have that snarky, hot banter going with heat and yearning between them. I scooped it up as soon as it come out. But enough of me, here's Shira to talk about the book:

Take Two is a sweet and funny story about getting a second chance at true love. Some angst, some adventure, hot sex, and lots of silliness and romance.
Wesley’s a slightly uptight college history professor. Sam is a Hollywood superstar. Entirely different personalities, but they fit well together. At least they did until Sam’s career took him away from Wesley and their life in New York City. Wesley’s the first one to admit he still loves Sam, but his heart has just started to heal and he’s doing his best to move on. Sam, on the other hand, knows he wants Wesley back and he’s willing to grovel if he needs to. Sam conspires to take a role in a less than D quality movie about a pirate that’s being filmed on location at the North Carolina coast, and manages to trick Wesley into consulting on the movie. But will Sam’s over the top antics to get Wesley back work? Maybe. Maybe not.

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Blurb

 Lights, camera, action! When Professor Wesley Coolidge accepts a summer job as a historical consultant to a pirate movie being filmed in North Carolina, the last person he expects to bump into is his soon-to-be-ex, movie star Sander Carson.

Just like the flamboyant pirate he’s playing, Sander, aka Sam Carr, is used to getting what he wants, and he makes it clear he wants Wesley back in his life. Sam lost Wesley when he left their life in New York City behind for a career in Hollywood. But Wesley has finally managed to put the pieces of his heart back together, and he isn’t interested in Sam and Wesley: The Sequel.

Convincing Wesley to give their relationship a second chance will take much more than Sam’s apologies and reminders of good times past. If Sam wants Wesley back, he’ll have to show Wesley that they really can sail into the sunset together—a real-life happily-ever-after that won’t end once the final credits roll.

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About Shira: Shira Anthony was a professional opera singer in her last incarnation, performing roles in such operas as Tosca, Pagliacci, and La Traviata, among others. She’s given up TV for evenings spent with her laptop, and she never goes anywhere without a pile of unread M/M romance on her Kindle.
Shira is married with two children and two insane dogs, and when she’s not writing, she is usually in a courtroom trying to make the world safer for children. When she’s not working, she can be found at the Carolina coast aboard Land’s Zen, a 35’ catamaran sailboat, with her favorite sexy captain at the wheel.
Want to hear Shira sing? You can listen to an excerpt from a live recording of Shira performing Tosca on her website: http://www.shiraanthony.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/tosca-visse-darte-exceprt1.mp3

Where to find Shira:
Twitter: @WriterShira
E-mail: shiraanthony@hotmail.com

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Saying Goodbye to Summer with Some Great August Reads!


Cheers, everyone, and welcome to the August edition of The Novel Approach's Booyah Books! where we share some of our favorite titles and pass that love on to you. :)

As always, there's a chance for one reader to win any two of the e-titles from our list this month, so be sure to check out the Rafflecopter widget below to enter.

Good luck! And now, here are the books we loved this month:

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SadonnaLord of a Thousand Steps by Tara Lain – “Oooooh, every time one of the books in this series comes out, I just want to devour it. This was no exception. I loved Ian and Braden, from their first flirtation, and while they have a lot of obstacles to overcome, it was so enjoyable seeing them work for their HEA. I loved the kids and Anderson, the cat. I hope that he makes an appearance in other books in this series because he is spectacular. It was great to see Ken and Jim together and completely happy, and to get a glimpse of Shaz and Billy too. I can’t wait to see if there will be more books in this series. I for one will be waiting anxiously.”


LindseyFight the Tide by Keira Andrews – “I was completely engrossed in this story and the author once again has done a wonderful job; the pacing was slow and steady rather than like the first book, which was constant action. The sex scenes were hot and the chemistry between Adam and Parker continued to be off the charts. I am going to put a disclaimer on the sex scenes; there is a fisting scene. It didn’t bother me in any way, and it was more about the couple’s emotional needs than a scene just thrown in for the heck of it. I felt that particular scene was overall done very well, with the focus not just on what was happening but the reasons and feelings involved… but, it may make some readers squeamish, so be aware.

If you love zombies, werewolves, pirates and romance, I highly recommend this series! I personally can’t wait to see what is in store for Adam and Parker next.”


CassieThe Green’s Hill Novellas by Amy Lane – “I will say, I found Guarding the Vampire’s Ghost to be the toughest of the three stories on the ol’ angst-o-meter. They all end happily, but the third one really only ends well for the two main characters. Without being too spoiler-tastic, Adrian (a character I LOVE from the main series) is, of course, right where he was when the story starts, and it is BRUTAL. I cried through this whole novella. I had a terrible headache…and then I restarted the Green’s Hill series again, and this time I’m determined to finish. I’m holding out hope that Ms. Lane is going to run us all through the wringer, but let us ALL (please, please, please) get that happy ending we so desperately want.  I just can’t quit this series. *shakes fist at sky* AMY LANE!”



JulesAdulting 101 by Lisa Henry – “Adulting 101 isn’t only a massively awesome comedy romp, however; it is also quite touching at times. Both Nick and Jai have stuff that they are dealing with and/or running away from. Nick thinks he’s a fuckup, is unable to have meaningful communication with his parents, particularly his father, and the thought of leaving for college at the end of the summer has brought back his anxiety attacks. Jai, at twenty-five, is continuing his cycle of traveling nine months of the year, and then coming home to Ohio to live with his mom for the summer months, solely to save enough money to leave again. His reasons for ditching his small home town to hang out in more exotic locales are not the same as when he began—he is no longer running away from the pain of losing his father, for example—but, he’s running all the same.”



MikeThe Queen & the Homo Jock King by TJ Klune – “Sandy avoids Darren. Sandy hates Darren. Sandy needs Darren to help protect and save the nightclub/bar they both love, and Sandy performs at as Helena. So, Sandy and Darren embark on a plan to save the bar. Everyone assumes the frenemies are now dating for real and all is well. During one of the numerous fights Sandy and Darren have, Paul’s lover, Vince, asks Paul to marry him. To say that this complicates Sandy’s plan with Darren is an understatement. Add into the mix Paul’s parents, who dearly love Sandy and took him in when he was teen; Paul’s Nana, who is perhaps the most loveable and dirty elderly lady in all of Tucson; an aging Leather Daddy; and Sandy’s gender fluid protégé, Kory, who is sometimes Koree; and a parrot named Johnny Depp, who is prone to vulgar outburst implicating Paul in numerous (hilarious) illegal and disgusting activities; and you have the stuff of high camp, high drama, and true emotion.”



SammyCome Back to Me by Edmond Manning – “If you have read Edmond Manning’s Lost And Founds series, then you will have no difficulty following this book and remembering some of the many side characters that move in and out of the various chapters. If you haven’t read any of the others, then I fear this book will not have the impact it could have, and that would be a shame. I am not going to give the store away in this review. Rather, I am going to highlight why this book, like the others in the series, manages to grab hold of the imagination to the point where you become personally involved in the lives of each person that comes across its pages.

Vin is not just some character; he is your long-suffering best friend who deserves so much more than life has dealt him thus far. To understand this man is to realize that he lives to help others discover who they were meant to be, who they have always been and the only way he can do that is to love them with a single minded devotion while systematically breaking them down.”


CarrieThe Baker by Mathew Ortiz – “Ah, the Myer triplets. The Baker is book two in the series, and we have made it to the unabashedly openly gay power bottom, Boone Myer. This book is pure Mathew Ortiz; if you have read any of his other books, you know you will laugh; you will cry; you will be instantly invested in the characters within the pages of this book. Also, as with most of his books, there are a lot of crossover characters. We are right back with the Gaither and the Myer families, and never have two families been so intertwined. I would love a family tree at this point to keep them all straight. However, you do not need to read any other book to enjoy this one—it is a standalone romance. What I will say is that is a trilogy about triplets—get the picture?—you need to read The Butcher, which is Avery Myers story and book one, just because it is a good book and a great read and if you read this one first, you will go back and read that one anyway; you just will.”



MaryannThe Mystery of Nevermore by C.S. Poe – “The Mystery of Nevermore is my first time reading C.S. Poe, and I have to say it was fun to revisit the writings of Edgar Allan. William Snow, Sebastian’s father, is a great addition to this story. He’s a retired literary professor and lives with the lovable Maggie. William has a warm and wonderful relationship with Sebastian and is always there with his wisdom. The clues in this mystery surround the classic Poe stories The Tell-Tale HeartThe Black Cat, and The Raven. I really loved Sebastian’s character and wonder what kind of trouble the author will have him getting into next.”


LisaBrothers by Ralph Josiah Bardsley – “There’s a reason Ralph Josiah Bardsley’s debut novel, Brothers, was a Lambda Literary Award finalist. There’s a reason his second novel, The Photographer’s Truth, would be an uncontested winner next year, if I had anything to say about it. It’s the same reason this author has just become an absolute must-read for me from this day forward—Bardsley’s gift for telling stories that draw me into every emotion and detail and the subtle nuances in the way his characters react to and interact with one another is all-consuming. There’s a complexity to the stories he tells that doesn’t rely on exaggerated drama or manufactured conflict for the sake of added drama. Rather, this author’s narrative encompasses the commonality of human existence, things that on one level or another we can all read and think, me too.”


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And that does it for the month of August! For these reviews in full, and much more, visit us at The Novel Approach. And until next time, happy reading!

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Saturday, July 30, 2016

We've Got Some Great Mid-Summer Titles In This Month's Booyah Books ~ And There's a Giveaway too!

Cheers, everyone! I hope you've all had a great summer so far (or winter if you're south of the equator). We're back with a few of the best titles we read in the month of July, and we want to share them with you, as well as give you the chance to win a couple of the books we couldn't say enough great things about. 

Be sure to check out the Rafflecopter widget below to see how you can enter to win.

And now, here they are, our top reads for July!

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SammyWildflowers by Suki Fleet – “It is not often that a story leaves me speechless. How to rate something that is so beautiful and filled with remarkably tender moments? I raced through this novella, my hands clenching my Kindle in fear that somehow this ending would not be a happy one. I can assure you that was not the case, and yet the truth is often a painful thing to deal with and to accept. Xavi must do both of those things, and hope that he is not too late to salvage the love that he hopes Sam has for him in return.

I cannot recommend Wildflowers more highly than to say this story will be one that I read again and again, and I am sure that each time I will glean just a bit more from the beautiful words this author shaped into an outstanding story.”

CassieDeductions by Lyn Gala – “As usual, Lyn Gala drops you into the deep end of her new world. One of the things I like best about this author is the intricate and deeply fascinating universes she puts together. They're detailed, HUGE, and almost always take old ideas and give them new and interesting life. You always get pushed in head first, and while you do end up with enough information to follow along, she's not holding your hand or force feeding you exposition. You have to keep up.

Deductions takes place in an alternate universe of magic users and mundanes. Our main character, Darren, works on the FBI's Talent Unit as the only mundane. Or so everyone thinks, including Darren. He's had serious feelings for his boss, Kavon Boucher, pretty much from the word "go," but because of the way Kavon's magic works, Darren has been kept at a painful arm's length. When suddenly he turns out to be not-so-mundane, Darren hopes this could be his chance with tall, dark, and distant Kavon.”

MaryannHappy Independence Day by Michael Rupured – “Happy Independence Day is not just a story about Terrence and Harold growing up and finding their place in life. It’s about a time when the laws against the LGBTQ community were horrendous, and about how the mob and NYPD were in collusion. It’s a very thought provoking story with many tense moments, and I found myself fearing for each character’s life. Kelsey Ryan and Kreema Dee Kropp, are two of the most courageous characters, along with all the people who came together during the Stonewall Riots to stand-up for the freedom to be themselves.

Michael Rupured does a tremendous job of bringing historical facts and fiction together for an excellent story—his description of the clothes, music and the events will definitely take you back in time. I do highly suggest reading No Good Deed first to learn about Terrence and Harold and how they became part of Philip Potter’s life.”

LindseySoul Seekers by Jake C. Wallace – “Quite literally, the intricacy and detail of this novel blew me away in the best possible way. Between the character developments, the mystery, and the world building, I was hooked. I remained hooked all the way until the end, and can’t remember a moment where it slowed down or was too rushed.

I honestly can’t think of a single complaint I had with this book. Not a one. It was the perfect combination which checked all of my boxes, keeping me totally invested in all the aspects of the story. If you enjoy a good mystery along with some paranormal elements, a cast of well-crafted and dimensional characters, this book just might be what you are looking for.”

JulesGays of Our Lives by Kris Ripper – “I liked Emerson. A lot. Even when he was being a pain-in-the ass, self-loathing wallower. I always got where he was coming from. But, Obie coming into his life was monumental for him. Simply by slowly showing Emerson that he wasn’t going to take any of his shit, and that he wasn’t going anywhere, even when Emerson was being a total douche, Obie was able to break down Emerson’s walls and show him that he was worth taking care of.

I also really liked the chemistry and dynamic between these characters. Emerson wants to hurt and dominate his lovers, and Obie gets off on that, but the way the author tackled the BDSM aspect—basically how they were ‘figuring things out’ and what worked between them—was refreshing and honest, and truly just fun at times. All of their reactions felt completely organic and truthful—whether it was Emerson exerting his power, or him being limited or humiliated by his MS and being made vulnerable—I loved watching their relationship grow.”

SadonnaValet by Jet Mykles – “*sigh* Oh, how I loved this story. I’m not a fan of regency-ish type stories—I know, how terrible of me!—but this is sort of an alternate reality/historical/steampunk world that Jet Mykles has built, and I adored it!

OMG!  This is almost as bad as being the last one to read Crossing Borders!  How have I not have read Jet Mykles Heaven Sent series when I’m such a fan of her writing, not to mention those beautiful P.L. Nunn covers?!?!?! The first book of hers I read was Just for You, and the second I finished, I flipped right back to the beginning and reread it. I think that was the first time I’d ever done that. This is an alternate story of the Heaven Sent characters, and I am crying for the next book already! In the meantime, I really need to get it in gear and read the Heaven Sent series.”

CarrieEndings and Beginnings by K.C. Wells and Parker Williams – “Sniffs. It’s over. Sniffs. I loved this series. But… Yay! Cannot wait for the men of Secrets who will tell their tales beginning next year (insert fan girl squeal here). 

It all began with An Unlocked Heart, and an incredible series full of depth and emotion began. Endings and Beginnings is book eight in this series, and the final book in our journey through the lives of the men who call Collars & Cuffs BDSM Club home. This series has covered so many aspects of the BDSM lifestyle and has never shied away from telling the hard emotional tales these men have. Usually in a series you know which books you liked best over the others (and I definitely have my favorites), but in this case I can say that I have truly enjoyed all the books in this series. KC Wells and Parker Williams have a writing style that is spot-on and character driven, which makes each of these books an individual treat.”

LisaThe Photographer’s Truth by Ralph Josiah Bardsley – “If you’re a lover of books filled with engaging dialogue, intriguing characters, and enchanting settings, that is this book. The Photographer’s Truth isn’t flashy; it’s a romance that builds quietly through Bardsley’s evocative prose, and then hits its emotional peak at a crucial moment in Ian’s life—the moment he sees life through the unfiltered lens of a deep love he’d been bent upon denying himself. Of course, there’s an undercurrent that runs alongside the reader’s building investment in Ian and Luca finding a way to be together, that of the breaking up of a marriage and the breaking down of a family. The contrasts between Ian’s two lives is a conflict that causes no small amount of friction between he and Luca, nor no small amount of contradicting feelings in readers.

Ralph Josiah Bardsley has penned a beautiful and often heartbreaking love story, the sort that snuck up on me and then lingered in my memory for days after."

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