The Real Thing by Elle Keaton Blog Tour

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West Coast Forensics, Book 5

An oblivious prince wishes for his knight in shining armor. His knight has been under his nose all along, will he claim him before it’s too late for them both?

As deeply as he craves his own fairy tale happily-ever-after, resort owner Cody Prescott doesn’t have time for a relationship. That doesn’t stop him from crushing on most men on Piedras. Luckily for him, they’re emotionally unavailable or already taken, so he doesn’t have to worry about getting attached. Wade Buckner, the island’s handiest handyman, is tired of waiting for Cody to wake up and realize Wade is the man for the job. He’s ready and willing to rescue Cody from just about anything, even questionable hotel guests. The Harvest Feast is the kick-off for the resort’s one hundred and twenty-fifth anniversary and they have a full house. But something sinister is afoot at the resort, something that even his knight might not be able to rescue Cody from. Are they trying to kill him, put him out of business, or both? #grumpy-sunshine #FamilyHistory #OnlyOneBed The Real Thing, book five in the West Coast Forensics series, is dual POV and follows Cody and Wade all the way to their happy ending. Can be read as a standalone but might be better enjoyed if you start with Real Trouble, first in the WCF series.

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Wade knew one thing though. He was making some changes and it was starting with Cody Prescott. After today.

After today, he wasn’t rushing to Cody whenever he called. That era was over. In the last six months or so, it had become painfully obvious that Cody Prescott had no idea Wade existed except as a walking tool box.

Except the fact that he suggested you move in with him, that irritating voice reminded him.

Cody was always about to fall in love or mooning over a random hot guy he’d seen on the ferry. Once it was the new Food Services of America sales bro with his RayBan sunglasses. And his brown eyes lit up when Chief Flynn stopped by for the biannual safety inspection, in a way Wade knew they never did when Cody looked at him.

Leaving his bulging rucksack locked in the truck, Wade slammed the door, jiggling the handle so it would shut properly, and jammed his hands into the extra-thick semi-weatherproof Carhartt hoodie Cody had given him as “sort of a bonus” after Wade had complained about how fucking drafty his studio was.

Yeah, and the socks too. So, he does think about you, his inner voice snarked.

Whatever. However Cody thought of him, it wasn’t the way Wade wanted him to. Just one of these days Wade wanted Cody Prescott to look at him with the same hunger in his eyes that he had when a suited-up or otherwise expensively dressed guy with sunglasses on his head and a Rolex on his wrist strode into the resort, brandishing their American Express Black cards and platinum wives or girlfriends.

Bitter much?

Wade was rough. His hair was longer than the guys Cody looked at wore theirs. After separating from the military, he’d sworn he would never keep it short again. His razor hardly ever saw use. Wade’s clothing came from Costco, his work boots from Red Wing, and he didn’t have designer soap or fancy aftershave. He was plain old Wade Buckner, a low-end model for a boyfriend.

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Elle Keaton writes contemporary gay romance and MM romantic suspense set in the Pacific Northwest. Elle’s books are known for their hot mm romance, complex characters, and unique sense of place. The men start out broken, and maybe they’re still banged up by the end, but they always find the other half of their hearts.

Elle published first in 2017, now she has over seventeen books available for you to read or listen to.

She loves cats and dogs, Star Wars and Star Trek, pineapple on pizza, and is known to start crossword puzzles with ballpoint pen.

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Stronger than Longing by Katherine McIntyre – Blog Tour

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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: Stronger Than Longing By Katherine McIntyre

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Chesapeake Days, Book 3

Return to small-town Chesapeake and fall in love with the single-dad bad boy who keeps breaking hearts, and the adorable geek who can’t help but fall head over heels for his brother’s best friend.

For one night with the man of his dreams, Taran’s willing to break all his rules…

Taran’s always been the reliable one. Safe. Which is why he keeps getting dumped by the assholes he dates. And after the latest round of “too boring,” he’s ready to drink his blues away. That’s until Silas King shows up​​—the gorgeous guy he’d swooned over through high school.

Silas wants one more night of distraction before his new reality sets in, and he sets his sights on Taran, his friend’s little brother who’s looking sexier than ever. It’s not like he can get in any more trouble than he’s already found himself in.

After Taran and Silas spend one unforgettable night together, feelings emerge, ones quickly stamped out when Silas confesses why he’s back in town. He’s returned to meet his three-month-old daughter.

With that chaos in his life, Silas can’t pursue anything further with Taran, and having longed for Silas his whole damn life, Taran isn’t sure he’ll survive the aftermath. Yet the more they try to avoid their connection, the more they keep colliding… until the passion between them detonates.

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Taran had a bad feeling about tonight. Not because Kevin had chosen Hickory Taproom for dinner instead of one of Taran’s brother’s establishments in town. Not even because Taran had been getting one-word answers from his boyfriend of eight months all week. No, this ominous premonition hit because it was Friday the Twelfth, and ever since he was a kid, Friday the Thirteenth’s cousin caused more heartbreak and devastation than the unlucky day could ever hope to. Found out his best friend was moving away? Friday the Twelfth. Caught his first boyfriend cheating on him? Friday the Twelfth. Dad got into a head-on car collision, killing him instantly? Friday the fucking Twelfth. There should be a moratorium on the day, honestly. He looked the menu over, his glazed eyes blurring the black print on cream paper as his nerves tick, tick, ticked. This was just a Friday-night date. No one was going to rob the Hickory Taproom, and Kevin wouldn’t show up with his tongue crammed down another guy’s throat. For some reason, neither of those thoughts reassured him. He glanced up, and Kevin strode in, his blond hair artfully styled and a grim look on his face. Apparently, the sight of Kevin didn’t reassure him either.
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One man looking to set down roots, the other looking to leave…

Fresh out of a relationship, Nate’s searching for a change—what better way is there than renovating his uncle’s old coffee shop in Chesapeake City? He has a new job, in a new town, and a new lease. And when he almost runs over his hot neighbor, Linc, who happens to be his contractor? Well, based on the explosive attraction between them, maybe he’ll find something new there too.

Linc’s been treading water ever since his wife passed away in childbirth, focusing all of his energy on raising his son, Beckett. The obvious solution? He needs to get the hell out of Chesapeake City. But when Nate charmingly fumbles his way into Linc’s life, he finds his defenses lowering for the first time in years. One date leads to another, and hell, this man makes him feel in ways he’d forgotten.

Even though Nate just finished piecing his heart back together, he falls fast. Yet Linc’s made it clear he’s a bad bet. The man hasn’t clicked with anyone since his wife, and if Nate ends up being “not enough” again, that won’t shatter just his heart—the fragile home he’s trying to build in this town will crumble too.

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Katherine McIntyre is a feisty chick with a big attitude despite her short stature. She writes stories featuring snarky women, ragtag crews, and men with bad attitudes—and there’s an equally high chance for a passionate speech thrown into the mix. As an eternal geek and tomboy who’s always stepped to her own beat, she’s made it her mission to write stories that represent the broad spectrum of people out there, from different cultures and races to all varieties of men and women.

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Real Risk by Elle Keaton Blog Tour

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West Coast Forensics, Book 3

It’s possible they’re a match but first the two men will have to survive trial by fire. Chief Flynn is fighting smoke and flames, tirelessly protecting the lives and property of his fellow islanders from yet another spate of fires. Arson or accident? When injury puts him on the sidelines, West Coast Forensics Arson Investigator Kimball Frye offers his assistance. Frye is The Most Irritating Man in the World, a condescending know-it-all who rubs Devon the wrong way. Or does he? Decades ago an arsonist stole his family from him since then Frye has devoted his life to putting them behind bars. At forty-nine, he doesn’t believe in permanent relationships, instead preferring the company of interchangeable younger men. Is the arsonist trying to shift the blame onto Devon, or trying to kill him? If it’s the latter it just might work. Feeling the pull of attraction to Devon as the firebug grows bolder is inconvenient. Will Kimball listen to his heart or his head? The younger men he’s always preferred are nothing like the solid, stalwart Fire Chief. Real Risk is the third in the West Coast Forensics series and can be read as a standalone but may be enjoyed more if you read the Real Trouble and Real Danger first. It is dual POV following Devon Flynn and Kimball Frye as they bicker and fumble their way to their happily ever after.

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Was it weird he was irritated Flynn hadn’t called him about the fires, yet he still wanted to make sure the man ate a square meal? Probably. Too bad. Kimball was hungry, and he might as well make enough for two. Five minutes later, the shower was still running, and Kimball was texting Birdy. K: What does Flynn like to eat? B: Hi Kimball. K: Hey Birdy. There’s no food here. B: I noticed when I was there. K: Is there a grocery store or somewhere to order delivery? B: The closest store is Chester’s. They’re open for another hour. Kimball checked his watch. It was just seven p.m. K: You guys close early here. B: Island time. Also, winter. No decent delivery this time of year. K: Thanks. Kimball set his phone down and began to hunt around for a piece of paper to leave Flynn a note, but before he found either, Devon reappeared. He was toweling his hair dry and had changed into worn, form-fitting Levi’s and a long-sleeved navy Henley. Where Kimball’s hair had turned white when he was in his thirties, Devon’s was jet black with just a few silver streaks at his temples, and his skin was several shades darker than Kimball’s. He looked better after his shower but still tired, circles pronounced under red-rimmed eyes. His feet were bare, and Kimball couldn’t help but notice his long toes, the second toe longer than the first. “What are you doing?” Still grouchy, then.
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Elle Keaton writes contemporary gay romance and MM romantic suspense set in the Pacific Northwest. Elle’s books are known for their hot mm romance, complex characters, and unique sense of place. The men start out broken, and maybe they’re still banged up by the end, but they always find the other half of their hearts.

Elle published first in 2017, now she has over seventeen books available for you to read or listen to.

She loves cats and dogs, Star Wars and Star Trek, pineapple on pizza, and is known to start crossword puzzles with ballpoint pen.

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Not A Boy by Elle Keaton Blog Tour

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All American Boy Series, Book 9

Henry should have kept on walking by when he spotted the younger man sitting alone on the beach. He should never have stopped, never sat down, and certainly never kissed him. Because now Henry is experiencing feelings. And he doesn’t like it one bit. Things happen for a reason, even random hook-ups. Ben was supposed to get off work early that night. It was no accident the sexy stranger stumbled on his beach hiding spot. The Kiss was destined, as well as what happened afterward. It wasn’t as if Ben believed in love at first sight, but this was damn close. It’s a good thing Henry lives three-thousand miles away or he might do something stupid, like ask for Ben’s phone number. Ben’s hometown boss begs him to return and he agrees, only regretting not being able to say goodbye to his snarky divorce lawyer. But all the wanting in the universe isn’t going to bring them together again, he doesn’t even know Henry’s last name. Besides, home is on the west coast, not Maine. Sometimes the universe is a funny place. #foundfamily #agegap #acceptance #oppositesattract #boynextdoorisnotaboy

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“Would you like to join me?” The young man waggled the bottle of wine he held in his hand—white, it looked like. He shouldn’t. Henry knew he shouldn’t. He should keep walking back to the bed and breakfast where he was staying. The one he and his parents had always stayed in when they visited. And yet, without conscious thought, Henry found himself accepting the invitation and lowering himself down onto the sand and rocks, next to the handsome, faintly roguish-looking stranger. “Sorry, I only have one cup. My name’s Ben, by the way.” “Hi, Ben-by-the-way, my name’s Henry.” Henry took the bottle from Ben. Lifting his wine, Ben said, “A toast. To sunsets, and smart asses.”
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Elle Keaton writes contemporary gay romance and MM romantic suspense set in the Pacific Northwest. Elle’s books are known for their hot mm romance, complex characters, and unique sense of place. The men start out broken, and maybe they’re still banged up by the end, but they always find the other half of their hearts.

Elle published first in 2017, now she has over seventeen books available for you to read or listen to.

She loves cats and dogs, Star Wars and Star Trek, pineapple on pizza, and is known to start crossword puzzles with ballpoint pen.

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The Haunting Crush by Christie Gordon Blog Tour

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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: The Haunting Crush By Christie Gordon

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Kai is pathetic. Conner is perfect. Things aren’t always what they seem.

Kai Nez is pathetic. At least that’s what his mother tells him after blaming him for his father’s death from a diabetic coma. He’s the poor, part native, part white, gay guy the bullies picked on in their small-town high school, on the outskirts of Phoenix, Arizona. The crush he has on the football quarterback, homecoming king, Conner Mitchell will always be that, a crush. And he’s fine with it. Until Conner corners Kai at his graduation party and gives Kai something to fantasize about, then disappears. Years later, Kai is bar tending at a local restaurant. He’s happy where he’s at and he’s good at his job. Then Conner Mitchell shows up at the restaurant and bulldozes back into Kai’s life. At the same time, weird things start happening in the duplex he shares with his best friend. Haunted house things.

Conner Mitchell lives the good life, born into wealth, perfect student, perfect athlete and dating the perfect girl. But perfection is over-rated and short lived. After college and landing a lucrative job as a pharmaceutical rep, he breaks up with his girlfriend and moves back to the small town he grew up in and finds Kai again. The brief moment they shared at his graduation party has always haunted him. And now Kai is dealing with a different kind of haunting and needs his help.

Kai is skeptical and fearful of both ghosts and Conner’s intentions. Conner isn’t going to let this chance pass him by. It’s time to show Kai who he really is and prove to Kai he’s not pathetic. He’s perfect.

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Kai stepped through open sliding-glass pocket doors onto a flagstone patio and stopped, scanning over the other teenagers in t-shirts, ripped jeans, and shorts, hovering around a beer pong table. A blond boy threw the ping pong ball into a triangle of red Solo cups, hitting his target. Beer splashed out of a cup and the throng cheered, some with hands raised. Kai’s attention turned to Bryce, who stood beside him, his brown hair cut around his face and swept to one side, his large blue eyes fixating on the game. He sipped beer from a clear, plastic cup. “Pretty nice place Conner lives in, right?” Kai swung his long hair over his shoulder. Bryce gave him a sly smile. “These entitled kids have it all. I mean, look at this fucking place.” He waved his arms. “It’s got to be at least eight thousand square feet. Crestview is fucking lit. Fountain Hills’ finest. Even better than Firerock Country Club.” Kai nodded, taking in the Grecian columns between arches of stucco and red draperies hanging down and tied to each one. Out beyond the immense patio lay a manicured lawn with palm trees rising up around a rectangular pool with a hot tub attached in the middle. A few teenagers splashed about in the turquoise water. As he drank his beer from his clear plastic cup, he looked out over the expanse of natural desert hills beyond an iron fence, saguaro cacti rising up with what looked like their arms raised. The nearest neighbor had to be acres away. “Anyway, it was cool Conner invited us to his graduation party, right? “Good thing you’re his chem lab partner.” Bryce gulped some beer and chuckled, peering at him. “You got some good taste, man. Too bad he’s not gay.” He smirked at Kai. “Can’t have it all, I guess.” Kai let his smile fade and stared at his beer. Conner Mitchell, football quarterback, homecoming king, biggest crush of his life. Nothing would ever come of it, but at least they’d become friends at school. All because he was good at chemistry and Conner wanted his help. “Bro, I’ve been thinking.” Bryce gave him a wide grin. “Oh, no. What now?” Kai shook his head and leaned against the edge of the door jamb, stuffing a hand inside the front pocket of his gray, board shorts. “So, you know how they say some Asians are bananas? You know, yellow on the outside and white on the inside?” “Yeah…Do I really want to hear this?” Kai released a puff of air. “Well, you’re an apple. You know, red on the outside and white on the inside.” Bryce erupted in a belly laugh. Kai lowered his brows and grinned at the same time. “The fuck? What’s wrong with you? My skin is not red. It’s barely even brown.” “But you’re native. That’s makes you red, right? And you act white, get it?” Bryce slapped his arm. “You’re fucking crazy. Natives are not red. I’m only like one quarter Navajo anyway. My dad was half.” Kai frowned. At least that’s what his CDIB card said. If only his father were alive, then maybe his mother wouldn’t hate him so much. He drew a deep inhale. Time to change the subject. “I need to take a piss.” “Sure, man.” Bryce looked him over and wrinkled his brows. “You’re not mad at me, right?” He touched his arm. “I didn’t mean to make you think about your dad.” Bryce meant well. He just wanted to make me laugh. “No, I’m not mad.” Kai flashed a forced smile at him. “I’ll be right back.” He walked off through a large family room with modern leather furnishings and high ceilings, attached to a kitchen with alder wood cabinets and high-end, stainless-steel appliances. Paige stepped to him and swung her dirty-blonde hair behind her shoulders, her red bikini showing off all her curves. “Hi, Kai. Glad you could make it.” She held a glass of red wine. “Hi, Paige. Can you tell me where the bathroom is?” She gave off a bad vibe. He wrinkled his nose. He was never really sure what it was exactly that bothered him so much about her. Maybe because she’s Conner’s girlfriend? He smirked. Maybe. “Oh, I think all the ones on this floor are taken. There’s one upstairs, next to the office.” She pointed up to an open balcony hovering over the room with a black iron railing and bookshelves lining the walls. He looked up. “How do I get there?” This house was immense. She pointed to a hallway, behind a wet bar. “Did you see that stairway by the front door? That goes up there.” “Yep, thanks.” He sipped his beer and strode over tan travertine flooring, under the balcony and through a hallway, then up a flight of circular stairs with green Berber carpeting. At the top of the stairs he found an open set of tall double doors leading into an office covered in dark wood, then an open single door and closed single door beyond it. He could barely make out a tile counter behind the middle door. “Must be that one.” He walked into it, flicked the light on, shut the door, and locked it. He turned and scanned over a bathroom with a travertine tile counter, gold fixtures, and deep-red towels. He gulped the rest of his beer down, then threw the cup into a gold waste basket. “Nice.” After using the toilet, he scrubbed soap over his hands from the white ceramic dispenser, then examined himself in the mirror—his straight, brown hair parted off-center, falling down the sides of his face just past his broad shoulders, the large, almond-shaped brown eyes under curved brows, the smallish nose, and full lips. His skin wasn’t red. Bryce was an idiot. It was definitely darker than his white friends’, but not as dark as the Pima on the rez.
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Christie Gordon started writing gay and M/M romance fiction after becoming preoccupied with anime and in particular, the boys love and yaoi genres. She’s always had stories in her head and always enjoyed writing, so she took up fiction writing classes at a local community college and published her first book with eXtasy Books back in 2009. Christie likes to write complicated characters with painful pasts that refuse to be ignored until the characters are forced to face them head on. Angst? Yes. Happily ever after? Always. It’s the struggle to get there that counts.

Christie’s day job is in the high-tech industry with a Bachelor of Science in Electrical Engineering and a Master’s in Business Administration. She currently lives in the Phoenix, Arizona metro area and enjoyed eight years in the Bay Area of California but grew up in Minnesota. She shares a home with her partner of twelve years, a musician by night and a coder by day, who is currently in three bands, giving her plenty of time to keep writing. She is also a mother of two sons, one currently in college for engineering and the other preparing for nursing college. Her one-eyed, rescue pug is always by her side, snoring the day away.

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The Elven King’s Forever by Devon Vespers Blog Tour

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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: The Elven King’s Forever By Devon Vesper

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Fated Elves, Book 4

Can two enemies work together to save the one person they both love?

After all this time, Dustin’s transformation is nearly complete, and his happy ending is so close he can almost see it. His wedding is fast approaching, and he’s about to start school. He has his future, his lover, and his friends, and he at last believes that he can truly have it all.

Meanwhile, their old nemesis lurks in the shadows, ready to destroy any happiness Casersis might have. They knew Bradley is dangerous, but no one is prepared when he makes his move and kidnaps Dustin.

In order to rescue Dustin, Casersis must work with his old adversary, Erastus. They both love the almost-elf in very different ways, and if they can’t set aside thousands of years of hate, it’s Dustin who will pay the ultimate price.

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Casersis gave me a beautiful grin that made me want to take him inside and do naughty, dirty things to him. He must have seen my thoughts cross my face or felt it over our soulbond because his cheeks flushed scarlet, and he gave me the filthiest grin. Yeah. We were going to have fun real soon. “Get on with your practicing, my alpha,” he crooned. “I want what that look promised, but not until you’ve finished with all thirty shots.” I had twenty-nine more bolts to go through, and I didn’t know if I could function after blowing through them all, especially since I was rushing, much to my omega’s amusement if his snickering was anything to go by while I hurriedly pulled back the bowstring and loaded another bolt. I’d never run through that many bolts that fast before. It nearly killed my arms and hands, but I managed to get every single one of them into the target, and not in the forest. Which was great because it meant I didn’t have to waste time searching for the fucking things in the dense undergrowth. “You did well,” Casersis said breathlessly. “Now, let’s go get your reward.” Snorting, I stepped up to him and hooked the crossbow onto my belt. “You mean your reward for not molesting me while I was trying to practice?” Casersis bit his lip. “I thought so.” Laughing, he pulled me to him, and I claimed his mouth like I owned it. But, then again, I might as well own it because I owned him as much as he owned me. And I was under no illusions that he owned me, body and soul. But I loved every minute of it. As I kissed him, tongue and teeth and breathing each other’s foggy breaths, I kneaded his ass to make him squirm against me as I shoved a knee between his legs for him to grind on. God, I couldn’t get enough of him. His taste sent me into a hormonal tailspin. His scent made me want to devour him. And the feel of him rutting against me was so decadent that I just wanted to stand there for hours making out with my soulmate.
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If there’s one thing Devon likes most, it’s chaos. She has a chaotic mind, messy house, and throws her characters into every calamitous situation possible. When she isn’t writing, she’s editing or formatting other authors’ works, building websites, creating graphics, reading, playing video games, or watching Fortnite streams on Twitch. She likes to stay busy. So yes. Chaos.

Starting in 2003, Devon turned her writing bug away from poetry and online role play in chat rooms to write her first novel. Yes, it was trash, but the process of learning to edit that piece of garbage spurred her to learn more and more. By 2013, she read an author by the name of Raythe Reign, and somehow, Raythe’s stories finally made all that learning in Devon’s mind click. She wrote her first semi-salable book in two weeks. The next in ten days, and by the beginning of 2014, had seven books written.

Were they all trash? No, but she’s in the process of rewriting them, and has already written one, turning Duty and Sacrifice into three books of a nine-book series, The God Jars Saga. Those three books were followed by more, and the last two books in the series will be published in the first quarter of 2019.

Born on a Navy base in Patuxent River, Maryland, Devon has traveled the world, living in Sigonella, Sicily for three years, and visiting many European countries before moving back to the states around the age of seven. She’s lived in Florida for sixteen years, Oklahoma for a year, and Pennsylvania for the rest. She graduated from surgical technology school near the top of her class in 2004, and uses her medical and worldly knowledge to enrich her books whenever possible. Being the worldly woman she is, and having spent most of her teens as a broody goth, Devon has four tattoos, nine piercings, loves techno, electronica, dubstep, and similar music genres, and has an incurable internet addiction.

She builds her own computers, can’t stand Mac-anything unless it’s to format books in Vellum, and purple and black are her favorite colors, though that can change to burgundy and gray depending on the day. Since she has bipolar disorder, PTSD, social anxiety disorder, general anxiety disorder, clinical depression, and has trouble leaving her house due to all that, Devon works full time as an author and editor, and spends as much time as she can talking to other authors and her readers.

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The Elven King’s Love by Devon Vesper Blog Tour

Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: The Elven King’s Love By Devon Vesper

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Fated Elves, Book 2

A former king must learn to compromise or lose his mate forever.

Living in a grand castle is awesome. But after a while, Dustin, a guy accustomed to hard physical labor surrounded by co-workers he considers family, can’t handle staying home and nearly isolated without going absolutely insane. Dustin yearns for more freedom, but Casersis restricts him for his safety.

Casersis longs for a soulbond so badly his soul feels like an open wound. But he fears Dustin will refuse him, or worse, run away screaming when he learns what the soulbond entails. To avoid his worries, Casersis takes Dustin on dates. If Dustin is busy having fun, he can’t hound Casersis for why he’s always so sad. Or so Casersis thinks.

When Casersis and Dustin accidentally soulbond, neither of them are prepared. Dustin isn’t fully an elf yet. The soulbond’s ancient magic ravages Dustin’s body, sending him into random fits of excruciating pain. And if they don’t find a way to compromise about Dustin’s freedom, it may just be too late.

This 70,000-word non-shifter omegaverse novel is set in a world where mpreg (male pregnancy) is a fact of life. However, this series does not end with a baby or pregnancy.

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But when I neared the gym, I heard his heavy footfalls as he ran on one of the treadmills. When I entered, his scent surrounded me—clove, clean sweat, and musk. Gods, I wanted to get lost in his scent. He glanced over and grinned at me. “See something you like?” I chuckled and leaned against the wall next to the door. “I do. Should I show you how much I like what I see?” Dustin winked at me as he stopped the treadmill. He wiped down his face with the towel hanging on one of the arms and sauntered toward me with a sure, confident stride. I loved the way he made me feel hunted. And I would always want him to capture me. He already had. “What’s up?” Grinning, I stepped closer and stole a sweet kiss that made Dustin sigh and made our bond sing between us. “I thought we might go on a date. Go get into something comfortable that you won’t mind getting dirty. And pack a bag with toiletries, towels, shorts and a t-shirt, and warm things you don’t mind getting filthy.” “Are you taking me to another gym?” he asked, his eyes narrowed. I chuckled. “No. But you will be showering after, and you’ll need a nice pair of slacks and a sweater for the last half of our date. You’ll also need very warm clothes that you don’t mind getting filthy. And layers. Add as many as you can while still allowing you to move freely. So, pack a bag, and I’ll meet you at your door in twenty minutes.” He kissed me, licked into my mouth, and drank down my moan. Then he pulled back and kissed the side of my neck. “Showering there or not, I’d better take one here before we go doing anything. I stink.” I leaned in and sniffed his neck. His scent wrapped around me like a comforting blanket, and I purred. “I quite like the way you smell after working out.” He rolled his eyes and fought off a smile. “You’re weird.” Grinning, I playfully pushed him toward the door. “Go on. Shower quickly.” He kissed me again and left me feeling lightheaded from the love that flowed through our bond. It was a heady thing, one that made me feel lighter than air as I went to my room, following my trotting mate more sedately since I had already showered.
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If there’s one thing Devon likes most, it’s chaos. She has a chaotic mind, messy house, and throws her characters into every calamitous situation possible. When she isn’t writing, she’s editing or formatting other authors’ works, building websites, creating graphics, reading, playing video games, or watching Fortnite streams on Twitch. She likes to stay busy. So yes. Chaos.

Starting in 2003, Devon turned her writing bug away from poetry and online role play in chat rooms to write her first novel. Yes, it was trash, but the process of learning to edit that piece of garbage spurred her to learn more and more. By 2013, she read an author by the name of Raythe Reign, and somehow, Raythe’s stories finally made all that learning in Devon’s mind click. She wrote her first semi-salable book in two weeks. The next in ten days, and by the beginning of 2014, had seven books written.

Were they all trash? No, but she’s in the process of rewriting them, and has already written one, turning Duty and Sacrifice into three books of a nine-book series, The God Jars Saga. Those three books were followed by more, and the last two books in the series will be published in the first quarter of 2019.

Born on a Navy base in Patuxent River, Maryland, Devon has traveled the world, living in Sigonella, Sicily for three years, and visiting many European countries before moving back to the states around the age of seven. She’s lived in Florida for sixteen years, Oklahoma for a year, and Pennsylvania for the rest. She graduated from surgical technology school near the top of her class in 2004, and uses her medical and worldly knowledge to enrich her books whenever possible. Being the worldly woman she is, and having spent most of her teens as a broody goth, Devon has four tattoos, nine piercings, loves techno, electronica, dubstep, and similar music genres, and has an incurable internet addiction.

She builds her own computers, can’t stand Mac-anything unless it’s to format books in Vellum, and purple and black are her favorite colors, though that can change to burgundy and gray depending on the day. Since she has bipolar disorder, PTSD, social anxiety disorder, general anxiety disorder, clinical depression, and has trouble leaving her house due to all that, Devon works full time as an author and editor, and spends as much time as she can talking to other authors and her readers.

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Love Directions Blog Tour

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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: Love Directions by A.F. Zoelle

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A Good Bad Idea Story, Book 5

Elias Forthwright

Can a chance meeting lead to true love? I sure hope so, because I’m falling hard and fast for North. I’m normally too shy to be attracted to a playful flirt like him, but he’s full of surprises that bring out the best in me. Even though we’re nothing alike, he’s everything I never knew I needed.

Maybe it’s silly to feel like the cosmic universe conspired to bring us together, but North makes me want to believe in the impossible. After all, it would be stupid to run away from love when all signs point to him being the one, right?

North Easton

To say I’ve lived a strange life is a massive understatement. I’m used to weird things being the norm, but even I never expected to fall in love with a sweetheart the first time I meet him. Elias makes me feel all warm and gooey inside like a hot brownie. If I get lucky, maybe he’ll want a bite. And if I’m really lucky, he’ll want to come back for seconds, thirds, fourths, and forever.

I know we just met, but is it too soon to plan for a lifetime of canoodling with Elias? Shockingly, I don’t mean that as a euphemism for once.

Love Directions is the fifth book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novel features a shy/flirt, instalove, opposites attract romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.

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North shook my hand as he introduced himself, sending currents zinging through me as we touched. “I’m North Easton. Nice to meet you, Elias.” That was quite an interesting name. “North Easton?” “Yeah, and my twin is West Easton. There isn’t a joke about that we haven’t heard.” He grinned, even though he was probably sick of everyone having the same response. “If you think that’s bad, my mom has a cat called Woof. My theory is she’s overcompensating for being named Linda.” He said it with a straight face, but I couldn’t believe him. “You’re joking, right?” “I wish I was. When she was a kid, she had a Chihuahua named Meow.” It was so absurd I had to laugh. “Now you’re just messing with me.” North pulled out his phone and opened his group text with his mother and sister. He scrolled up a bit to a picture of a very regal-looking gray Siamese cat wearing a gold crown and white fur-lined purple velvet cloak. The texts under it made me snicker. Mom: King Woof requests your presence at dinner. West: Kings don’t make requests; they command. Mom: Fine, he commands you to stop being a smart-ass. North: Good luck with that. Does Lord Woofie have a specific time in mind? The conversation was so delightfully weird. “I bet her next cat’s name is Mouse.” “You’re probably right. That’s absolutely her sense of humor.” I raised my drink in a toast. “Congratulations, you’re officially the most interesting person I know now.” “I’m honored.” He clinked his glass against mine. “So, what’s this I hear about me being your stranger?” As he drank his cocktail while watching me, I found myself tongue-tied. Thankfully, Red answered for me. “His horoscope said he would meet a stranger that would change his life today. It also suggested that he should be open to the possibility of love, hint hint. Mine said I should play Cupid, so this seems like the perfect trifecta to make magic happen.” It was embarrassing having my horoscope habit being revealed. I hurried to justify my interest. “Horoscopes were my mom’s thing.” North studied me, his gaze piercing through me as if he could see all my secrets somehow. I felt exposed but remained silent as I waited for him to respond. He took another sip before he shocked me. “You must be a Virgo.” I blinked at him in disbelief. “How could you tell?” His cryptic smile did funny things to my heart. “I’m magic.” “If you’re so magical, what am I?” Red challenged. “Oh, you’re definitely a Taurus. There’s no question about that.” His accuracy was uncanny, further intriguing me. “Why do you know that?” “I told you: I’m magic.” He stated it with so much confidence, I almost believed him. Who was this guy?

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Rhys Huntington

After my bachelor party, I expected to wake up with a hangover. I never imagined I’d wake up in bed with a husband two days before my actual wedding. Realizing I’m straight and married to my best man sobers me up real fast. But nothing could have prepared me for discovering I desperately want to consummate my marriage with my best friend and spend the rest of my life with him.

What are the odds that my bad idea ends up being the best thing to ever happen to us?

Lucien “Luci” St. Amour

Rhys may legally be my husband now, but that doesn’t mean he’s mine to love and cherish for the rest of our lives. We’ll get an annulment, then go back to being just best friends. But all those feelings I’ve suppressed since we shared our first kiss as teenagers have been stirred up, forcing me to confront the fact that I wish our marriage was more than a mistake.

How do I tell my best friend I want a second chance to be his husband for real?

Bet on Love is the first book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novella features a friends to lovers, second chance, bisexual awakening romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.

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Ambrose O’Rourke

I’ve dropped at least 1,846,957 hints that I want to be more than Augie’s best friend. Despite my best efforts, my reputation as a straight playboy means he’s not picking up what I’m putting down. If I’m going to win his heart, I’ve got to get creative.

Maybe if I show him what an awesome fake boyfriend I am, he’ll want me to be his real one?

August “Augie” Murphy

Secretly being in love with your straight friend sucks. Secretly being in love with your straight friend who won’t quit flirting with you really sucks. When Ambrose suggests we go on a fake double date as boyfriends, the temptation is too much to resist. Even if we’re only pretending for one night, I want to know what it’s like to be loved by him.

Is it possible to turn my fake boyfriend for a night into my real one forever?

Love Means More is the second book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novel features a friends to lovers, fake boyfriends, bisexual awakening romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.

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Book 3: Fancy Love

Callum O’Rourke

A twenty-year-old like me doesn’t stand a chance with an older playboy like Rune. Yet despite being total opposites, I’m lucky enough to call him my friend. Anything more than that would be greedy, but that doesn’t stop me from wishing he would teach me how to satisfy the passionate desire I feel for him. All of my fantasies are about experiencing my first time with him.

Could I be lucky enough that it happens for real?

Rune Tourneau

The only relationships I used to be interested in were meaningless hookups with no strings attached. But Callum’s kindness touched a part of my heart I didn’t know existed, changing me forever. I desperately want him, but he deserves to be cherished by someone who thinks true love is real and isn’t a jaded thirty-year-old like me.

Can he really turn a sceptic like me into someone who believes we could have a romantic happy ever after together?

Fancy Love is the third book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novel features a grumpy/sunshine, age gap, first time, opposites attract romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.

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Xander Dandridge

Everybody thinks my best friend is in love with me, including my cheating ex-boyfriend. When I have to see that jerk at my boss’s wedding, bringing Jules as my fake date is the perfect revenge. But why stop there? After all, if everyone is going to accuse Jules and I of being together, why shouldn’t we enjoy ourselves as friends-with-benefits?

Ohhhh, it’s because our arrangement makes me fall in love with him for real. Oops?

Jules Tourneau

I’ve ignored my feelings for Xander so many years that I’m convinced I only love him as a friend. It’s totally a coincidence that thinking of him with his awful ex-boyfriend makes me burn with raging hellfire, right? When we’re fake dating, I’m obviously going to have fun teasing him with obnoxiously cutesy nicknames, like calling him my pookie—crap, I’m actually in love with Xander, aren’t I?

How do you tell your best friend, “Surprise! I just figured out I’ve been stupid in love with you forever,” without sounding like the world’s biggest idiot?

Love Fool is the fourth book in the Good Bad Idea series. This novel features a friends to lovers, fake boyfriends, banter-filled romance. Full of cute sweetness and sexy fun, every story ends with a satisfying HEA and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone or as part of the series in order.

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About A. F.:

Under constant siege from persistent plot bunnies, A.F. Zoelle enjoys humoring them by writing about gorgeous men being in love. Her contemporary romances are full of witty banter, sexy fun, and lovable smart-asses. She’s left academia behind for a new adventure, which will hopefully include adopting Ragdoll cats of her own someday soon.

For real time updates on her writing progress, please join her Facebook group for exclusive teasers or follow her on Twitter. You can also sign up for her newsletter to gain access to extra epilogues, previews of upcoming books, and more.

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When He’s Dirty Blog Tour

Title: When He’s Dirty
Series: Walker Security: Adrian’s Trilogy #1
Author: Lisa Renee Jones
Release Date: October 27, 2020

ABOUT WHEN HE’S DIRTY
As a member of Walker Security, Adrian Mack has found redemption for a walk on the dark side. For two years the former FBI agent was undercover in the notorious Texas Kings biker club. For two years he changed, he became one of them and when the bust happened, he didn’t know who he was anymore. On a hitlist with a price on his head he disappeared and joined Walk Security, but now, the trial is set to start and witnesses are dropping like flies.

Assistant District Attorney, Priscilla Miller is tasked with the conviction of The King himself, and she’s passionate about taking him down, but her case is falling apart. She’s also in trouble, and while she resists Adrian, the sexy ex-FBI agent with a killer reputation, and his team at Walker Security are her answer, in more ways than one.

He touches her, she melts.
He shields her, she survives.

But everything is not as it seems. Friends are enemies. Secrets are really lies. And the one time in his life Adrian lets his heart do the thinking, passion might just be deadly.

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I exit the bathroom and halt to find him standing in the doorway, his hands on either side of the doorframe. “What are you doing?

“This,” he says, and suddenly, his hands are on my waist, and he’s walked me back into the bathroom.

Before I know what’s happening, he’s kicked the door shut, and his fingers are diving into my hair. “Kissing you, because I can’t fucking help myself. And because you might not ever let me do it again. That is unless you object?”

That’s the part that really gets me. The “unless I object,” the way he manages to be all alpha and demanding and still ask. Well, and the part where he can’t fucking help himself.

I press to my toes and the minute my mouth meets his, his crashes over mine, his tongue doing a wicked lick that I feel in every part of me. And I don’t know what I taste like to him, but he is temptation with a hint of tequila, demand, and desire. His hands slide up my back, fingers splayed between my shoulder blades, his hard body pressed to mine, seducing me in every possible way.

I moan with the feel of him and his lips part from mine, lingering there a moment before he says, “Obviously, someone needs to protect you from me,” he says. “Like me.” And then to my shock, he releases me and leaves. The bathroom door is open and closed before I know what’s happened. And once again, I have no idea if or when I will ever see him again.

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When He’s Dirty (book one) – Available Now 

When He’s Bad (book two) – December 15, 2020 

When He’s Wild (book three) – March 23, 2021 

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones writes dark, edgy fiction including the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series and the upcoming, crime thriller The Poet. Suzanne Todd (producer of Alice in Wonderland and Bad Mom’s) on the INSIDE OUT series: Lisa has created a beautiful, complicated, and sensual world that is filled with intrigue and suspense.

Prior to publishing Lisa owned a multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women’s Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine. She lives in Colorado with her husband, a cat that talks too much, and a Golden Retriever who is afraid of trash bags.

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Matchstick Men Anniversary Blog Tour

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Matchstick Men by Adira August

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Hunt&Cam4Ever, Book 1

Sometimes it’s the cop who needs to hit the floor.

SEX, GAMES & MURDER ~ Want to play? It was munch night at the most elite underground BDSM club in the Rockies. Relaxed and informal, highlighted by the weekly Matchstick Challenge game.

Detective Sergeant Hunter Dane, reigning champion, looked forward to a relaxing evening to start his 3 days off. A few beers on the deck. An interlude with a sweet sub. Stumping a challenger with a new puzzle. Home early for a decent night’s sleep.

Some people are SO deadly serious about their games. Now Hunt has a fresh body and a new puzzle to solve in twenty-four hours if he wants to find a killer.

A police procedural with a liberal dose of M/M hotness. Which means our fave full-metal Dom shows up to collect on Hunter’s offer of his … coffer. So to speak. There are puzzles for the reader and mysteries to be solved. Based on characters introduced in the short story On His Knees. For adults.

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Once inside the club, I couldn’t deny what I was looking for. Who. The realization shallowed my breathing.
    1. It was a summer evening, the sun half set. I was making my way to the door with a drink to find a deck chair and keep an eye on whoever came up the stairs. Decide what I wanted after sunset.
    1. The door opened before I could touch it. A young man backlit by the setting sun. Golden. Idealized male beauty wrapped in an invisible cloak of incredible power. Careless of it. He scanned me and smiled. It was the kind of moment that called for locked gazes. Instead, he happily looked me over like I was a pastry display and he was deciding which succulent treat to select.
    1. Camden Snow was fresh from deep powder and Olympic triumph. Exuding health and vitality and bonhomie and danger. And I wanted to give him everything simply because he existed. And looked at me.
    1. He reached out and put a hand on the side of my neck, his thumb skating lightly along my jawline and down, across my larynx. My insides turned to water.
Don’t pick me. Please.
    1. His eyes narrowed a little as if he’d heard. His hand tightened — scarcely, definitely — and withdrew.
    1. “Kneel for me when you’re ready,” he said.
    And was gone.
FOR TWO YEARS Cam’s sporadic appearances caused club-wide speculation. Cam demanded all. No negotiations. No safewords. He didn’t want compliance or submission. He accepted only complete surrender. So I’d never knelt for Camden Snow, though often hungry for the release only another man could bring me—the safety of control that excited and humiliated me—the pain I feared and longed for. But I knew what I wanted and what I didn’t. I had limits. Hard limits. Cam was limitless.When he was in the club, I’d find his weighted gaze on me when I entered. Passing him was like wading through a forcefield. TONIGHT, AS ALWAYS, he was already aware of me, waiting for me to find him. Surrounded by admirers, men and a few women. He smiled at me. This time I didn’t look away. Cam stopped smiling. His gaze slid down my pecs and abs like a strong, warm palm. I felt myself opening to him right there, half-blocking the way of people coming in behind me. My body turning more fully toward him, my arms falling loosely, palms up. Cam’s chin came up, his head back, his gaze direct. You know my terms. A frisson of fear spiked adrenaline through my system. Part of me tightened in preparation to flee—other parts in preparation for something else. I could still walk past him. We opened the door with a pry bar. Another bedroom. A single closet. A messy bed. Huge pictures on the wall, like rock band posters … Cam remained relaxed in the curve of the banquette. His arms stretched along the back with his legs extended and crossed at the ankle spoke a relentless patience I was helpless to contend with. … but these were pictures of screaming faces and ripped-open bodies. He’d slept here; his victims’ torment brought him peace. Those nearby quieted, aware of the by-play between Cam and myself. Anticipating. Knowing he did what he wanted in private or public. Merciless. He tilted his head. Well? The closet door squeaked as I pulled it open … The last thing I needed was mercy. I dropped to my knees.

An epic love story. A murder came a few days later sparking an unlikely romance and investigative partnership. The Hunt&Cam4Ever series now spans 7 books and counting.

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Hunter Dane went to his knees for me. Camden Snow stopped breathing for a moment. Everything else receded: the club, the music, the people. Only Hunter remained, bright in a nimbus of light, a single player on the stage of the world, waiting for his cue. The sight of him, straight and tall even with his head bowed, made Cam so hard so fast he thought his cockhead would breach his zipper. Hunter was the one he watched for. Dark. Damaged. Sculpted. Haunting and haunted. He moved with the confident grace of a man not just fit, but field-tested. Cam longed to shatter him, so all his fiery molten interior exploded outward. He’d wanted it from his first sight Hunter Dane, stunned by the depth of the dark man’s raw need for his own obliteration. Cam knew instinctively how to get him there. Now, Hunter Dane waited on his knees and it was up to Cam to break him. At twenty-one, Cam had known how. But two intervening years honing his skill and confirming his instincts on the cries and bodies of other men, gave him the experience to break the powerful Dane without crushing him. Hunter Dane was a control freak among subs; his limits exact and inviolable. His obedience calculated to the millimeter. Hunter hid himself inside himself and used a Dom far more thoroughly than any Dom used him. And so, until tonight, he’d walked past Cam, knowing the “Full Metal Dom” brooked no boundaries. He became aware of a bit of low laughter and a rising murmur around him. The crowd was restive, expectant. But Cam never hurried. Every man he took trusted him completely. And every one deserved the very best he could give them. For Hunter, complex and caged inside himself, Cam remained poised at the gate. Until he saw his line all the way to the finish, he would not begin. The members looked back and forth from the dark figure on the floor to the blond sex god who seemed to be ignoring him for a more interesting text. A second low laugh reached him. Chez Cannon appeared from the back of the club. Cam gave a slight lift of his chin, and Chez hurried to his table. He leaned over to hear Cam’s whispered instructions. Chez nodded he understood and moved off toward the play rooms. Camden Snow stood up.
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About the Author:

Adira August knows she is supposed to be interesting and entertaining in her bios on book sites. But rarely manages to keep up with her laundry and doesn’t feel very interesting.

They tell you to do this, write about yourself in 3rd person. Too weird for me.

Hi, I’m Addi. I write MM BDSM erotic/murder mysteries. (Sherlock and John the way they were meant to be.) Police procedurals, really. The Hunt&Cam4Ever series has been very well received. That was way too formal. Readers get addicted to the sex and my boys (cop sub, athlete Dom) and like the investigations. A lot. I’m addicted to them, too.

The sex is explicit. Some people think it’s “dark.” I just think it’s a bit intense. But between these men, it’s always a love story. Although not necessarily a romance. (It’s complicated, but people like it.)

There’s an m/f trilogy, too, all the same universe and the characters cross-over. The Hunt and Cam series starts with Matchstick Men and the m/f Desire for… series with Desire for Touch.

I was a cop and I always liked murder mysteries and I’m a BDSM switch, so all my books are based in reality. There’s an author on Twitter who, in his little “who am I?” thingy says, “I’m a fucking delight.” Which makes me laugh and I’d like to steal it, but, I’m not really not that delightful. Thing is, my characters are. Especially Twee.

I swear it’s worth reading the first 2 Hunt&Cam books just to meet her. There are free stories on my https://adiraaugust.wordpress.com/ blog so you can see if I’m a hack or not. Read Little Favor.

And I suck at brevity. Nice to meetcha. -Addi

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