Thursday, October 19, 2017

Review, Excerpt & Giveaway: SAVING ALEXANDER by Susan Mac Nicol


Punishing himself for a horrific past that is not his fault, bestselling author Alexander Montgomery seeks redemption and love—and perhaps he will find it.

Saving Alexander


Release Date: October 28th, 2013
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group
Genres: M/M Contemporary Romance, BDSM
Pages: 256


Blurb

Punishing himself for a horrific past that is not his fault, bestselling author Alexander Montgomery seeks redemption and love—and perhaps he will find it.

Famous author though he may be, Alexander Montgomery is not someone you take home to meet Mother. Seriously flawed, damaged by a horrific past, he’s trying hard to claw his way back to normality. But how can anyone respect what he truly is? His therapy involves regular sessions at Study in Scarlet, an exclusive S&M club.

Then comes Sage. Tall, with black hair and blue eyes, an up-and-coming actor with impossible charm and boy-next-door good looks, he’s the perfect choice to play the leading man in a TV adaptation of Alex’s last best-seller. Even more, he is a man you introduce to your family. Which Alex would do—if he weren’t taken by another man who offers the punishments Alex prays will wipe away the past and make him the person he wants to be. Yet, perhaps there is another path to redemption. If only the solution would reach out and touch him.

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Excerpt

Alex stood as Christopher Sage entered the room and kissed Jenny in greeting. The older woman smiled delightedly, giving him a warm hug.

Alex studied the man who had invaded his dreams more than once and been instrumental in bringing his sexual fantasies to a literal climax.

He was even more delicious in person. And the man was gay. That was a real bonus.

Six-foot-and-some tall, longish curly black hair, deep blue eyes that crinkled when he smiled and a rangy body that looked as if it were made to wear fine suits or nothing at all. In tight blue jeans and a checked long sleeve shirt with a white tee shirt underneath, Sage looked very relaxed.

Alex had a sudden image of peeling off the shirt to find a nice set of pectoral muscles beneath, then running his hands over them. The other man’s mouth was extremely kissable, with generous lips that Alex wanted to nibble. His c*ck shifted in his chinos at the images his mind was conjuring up and he cursed the sudden rush of heat to his groin.

Jesus, where was his professionalism now? He needed to get a bloody grip before anyone noticed his raging hard-on.

He reached out his hand to Sage, who was returning the scrutiny. Sage’s hand was warm and firm with long fingers and clean, shaped nails. Alex’s breath deepened at his touch. He hoped Sage hadn’t noticed.

The reality of feeling his warm skin in his own hands was infinitely better than the dream.

Sage met his gaze and narrowed his eyes. “Heterochromia iridis. I’ve never seen it in a human being before. Very striking.”

Alex stared at him. Most people simply squinted and looked at him strangely before they asked him how his eyes came to be two different colours— one green, one blue. Actually hearing someone who knew what the condition was called was slightly disconcerting. Especially when rendered in that very charming slight Irish accent.

“I was born like this.” He shook Sage’s hand firmly. “Not many people seem to know what it’s called though.”

Sage smiled. “I had a horse once with the same condition. He was a Pinto. It’s quite common in that breed.”

Alex raised a dark eyebrow. “Comparing me to a horse? Well, that’s one way to start a relationship.”





Carra's Review

Talk about a tortured man...my heart broke reading about Alex and his past, the horrible abuse he suffered.  He's continually haunted by it, seemingly caught in a never ending cycle of punishment he continues to willingly endure--actually crave.  It's something I don't profess to understand personally, but went along with for the purpose of the story.  Even so, I thought he was incredibly brave and strong for making it through it all.

Sage is amazingly understanding, compassionate, and comforting with Alex.  He sees the extraordinary man Alex is behind the pain, and embraces him completely.  From a personal standpoint, I could not see how he could be okay with Alex continuing to see Eric for his alternative therapy, and as Sage started to resent it I was right there along with him.

Sage and Alex together were moving, passionate, and I thought Sage did more to heal Alex than anything else Alex had been through.  Their story is filled to the brim with angst and pain, but also with healing.

I really enjoyed this story, it kept me fully engaged with the amount of tension and emotion throughout.  Saving Alexander was a 4.5-star read for me, even with the frustration I experienced with Alex's continued need to meet with Eric.  I think this is the kind of story that you'll either love or it will rub you the wrong way; for me, the good far outweighed everything else.  This book is meant strictly for readers 18+ for adult language, sexual content (including BDSM), and references to prior physical, emotional and sexual abuse that could be distressing to some readers.





About Susan


Susan Mac Nicol is a self-confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, geek, nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long-suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…

In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.

Sue is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association in the UK. She’s also Editorial Manager at http://www.divinemagazine.biz, an online LGBTQ e-zine, and she’s a Charity Board trustee at http://wwwbeingmecampaign.com in London.

She’s passionate about research for her books and has stayed in a circus, taken lessons from a blind person on how it feels to be non-sighted, and travelled to a lighthouse with maintenance crew to see first-hand what it’s like inside. She’s also writing a screen play with a Hollywood actor named Nicholas Downs, with a view to taking her latest release, Sight Unseen, to the big screen.

All in all, she’s happy with her lot and loves that you love to read her books.

You do, right?

Susan can be reached at


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Cover Reveal: EXACTING REVENGE by Kimmie Easley (Executioners MC #2)-Includes Excerpt & Pre-Order Links!


EXACTING REVENGE
Executioners MC Series, book 2

by Kimmie Easley

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Book Review: LONGING FOR SHELTER by Alex Jane (Alpha's Homestead #3)


 LONGING FOR SHELTER
by Alex Jane

Alpha's Homestead #3
Word Count: ~98,000
Genre: M/M shifter romance


Blurb

Seth Mason arrives at the Alphas’ Homestead under duress. The Council have made it clear that if his cousins, Caleb and Jacob, can’t tame Seth’s wild ways his very last chance will be used up and he’ll have nowhere left to go.

Seth is horrified to find that he’s going to have to spend a year living in the backwaters of Nebraska. He hates the Alphas. He hates the dirt and the horses. He hates the nearby town and everyone in it.

In fact, the only thing he doesn’t hate is Malcolm, the deputy sheriff. Unfortunately, Malcolm doesn’t seem to feel the same, especially when Seth uses his bad behavior to try to get the deputy’s attention.

Jacob feels for Seth—knowing what it’s like to lose family—but when his cousin’s bad behavior turns the town, not only against Seth but against all the werewolves at the homestead, he has to put his sympathies aside and fight to save his family and the place he’s called home for the last five years.

Sometimes the only shelter we can find from ourselves is in the hearts of others.



Carra's Review

I really have been enjoying this series, the characters are ones that have become like family me and I've become quite invested in their happiness.  The introduction of Seth to the homestead serves as a great injection of angst with his painful past, and of tension thanks to his holier-than-thou attitude.  But stories where characters like this get taken down a peg or two, and where they experience plenty of growth...those are some of my favorites to read.

Yes, Seth has had tragedy in his life.  The loss of his family, his pack, and how it happened is enough to have you feeling for him.  But his snooty, let-someone-else-do-the-work attitude played a big part in negating a lot of those sympathetic feelings his past evoked for me.  This is where the character growth and development comes into play, and the author did a fantastic job of turning Seth around so that as a reader I was loving him again by the end of the book.

I think it would be impossible not to love Mal's character.  He knows discrimination and hatred just like Seth and his family, though for a different yet similar reason.  Things between the two of them develop slowly, and the story was not only concentrated on them which for me did split my attention a bit.

Revisiting all of the characters from the first two books was definitely a pleasure, and a lot of the plot revolved around them as well (the split I just referred to).  That said, I would definitely recommend reading the first two books before starting this one to get the background; while you could probably read on its own, you'll enjoy it much more by reading the stories of this series in order.  

Overall Longing for Shelter was a 4-star read for me.  I think if it had devoted a higher concentration of the story to Seth and Mal, with the rest of the characters' lives being a continuing sideline that would go on in future books in the series, I probably would have bumped that rating up.  Regardless, this series is still really good, and if you're a fan of historical M/M shifter romance (and even if you're not but want a change of pace) then you're going to want to get started on this if you haven't already.  While tamer than the first two books of this series, I'd still put this as a 18+ read.


Other Books in the Series

Home is Where You Are


Returning Home



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New Release-Excerpt & Giveaway: DEACON'S LAW by R.J. Scott (Heroes #3)



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Cover Design: Meredith Russell
Length: 50,000 words approx.

Heroes Series

A Reason To Stay (Book #1) - Amazon US | Amazon UK
Last Marine Standing (Book #2) - Amazon US | Amazon UK


Blurb

How can you trust the man who tried to kill you?

Undercover cop Deacon Shepherd lost everything trying to maintain his cover - the man he loved and the future he craved. He walked away and never looked back because it was the only way to keep Rafael alive.

The last thing he needs is to be dragged back in that world, but an attempt on Rafael's life is enough to make him risk his heart again.

Rafael 'Rafe' Ramirez wakes up in the hospital, the victim of a hit and run. He's horrified when the first face he sees is that of the man who betrayed him and left him for dead three years before. Witness protection had stripped Rafe of his family and friends, and now it seems his sacrifice to bring his Uncle to justice was for nothing.

Someone wants Rafe dead, and the only way he can stay alive is to go with the murdering drug dealer who broke his heart. But how can he ever trust Deacon, and how can Deacon protect Rafe without falling in love all over again?




Excerpt

Rafe opened his eyes, attempting to focus on the ceiling above him. He tried to lift his hand, but it felt as if there was lead in his veins, everything heavy and he couldn't move. They'd told him he was getting better, so what the hell had happened? Had he relapsed? Why was he convinced that they'd taken him somewhere in an ambulance? That he'd leaned against a leather jacket that smelled of sunshine and soap? He blinked until the ceiling finally coalesced into the tiles he was familiar with.

Only there were no tiles.

Instead, the ceiling was a smooth white, and there were no strip lights, just a lampshade in a curious shade of blue. He blinked again. This didn't make sense.

But when he opened his eyes, nothing had changed. The ceiling was still white, the lampshade blue, and the drapes at the window matched the shade. The drapes. There were drapes at the window. Confusion morphed into panic and he turned his head to the right to get a better feel for where he was and he saw...him.

Sprawled awkwardly in the chair, his head back, long limbs this way and that, clearly too big for the chair, was a specter from a past that wouldnĂ­t leave him alone.

Deacon.

Intense fear sliced into Rafe.

They'd found him, had him strapped to a bed...was it Deacon who'd tracked him down and driven a car at him? He was paralyzed with a fear that made it hard to breathe, and he yanked at his hand, hoping to escape his restraints, only he wasn't tied down, there was no rope. Instead his hand came up fast and he rolled sideways. Catching himself and coming off the bed, forgetting the fact that his leg was in a cast and toppling sideways, falling with a crash into a cabinet. He flailed but couldn't stop himself falling, and he knew this was it - this time he was really going to die.

Deacon was up and at his side in an instant, and Rafe wanted to shut his eyes, wanted to block out seeing Deacon's face again as he died, but he had to watch. He wanted Deacon to see his fear, and maybe that would stop him; maybe he could make Deacon stop and think.

"Sh*t, Rafe- Craig," Deacon said, and reached for him, grasping his arms.

Terror became ice inside him, and Rafe stopped fighting; like a deer caught in headlights, he froze.

"What happened?" A second man stood in the doorway, someone Rafe didn't know - tall, dark and dangerous-looking. Maybe this new arrival could stop Deacon?

"Help me," Rafe forced out, looking past Deacon, scrambling to stand as the ice melted and he pushed himself to move.

"He woke up, saw me, and fell out of bed," Deacon said, and the other man came right in. There were two of them, and there was little Rafe could do to get away. There and then, he screwed his eyes shut; nothing was going to save him now.

But there was no pain, no bullet. Instead, the two men helped him to stand, and then he felt the bed at the back of his thighs and they sat him down.

"Are you okay?" Deacon asked. Even with his eyes shut, Rafe recognized his voice. He would never forget the tone of it, or the coldness of the man who'd tried to kill him. He said nothing.

"Open your eyes," the other man asked.

No.

"Craig? Rafe? My name is Mac. We're here to help you."

But fear was choking him and he couldn't breathe. "No," he managed between attempts to inhale enough oxygen not to pass out.

"He's panicking. What the hell did you do, D?"

"Tried to f*cking kill him three years ago, remember?"



Author Bio

RJ Scott is the bestselling romance author of over 100 romance books. She writes emotional stories of complicated characters, cowboys, millionaire, princes, and the men and women who get mixed up in their lives. RJ is known for writing books that always end with a happy ever after. She lives just outside London and spends every waking minute she isn't with family either reading or writing.

The last time she had a week's break from writing she didn't like it one little bit, and she has yet to meet a bottle of wine she couldn't defeat.






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New Release & Giveaway: IMPROPER FRACTION by V.L. Locey



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Cover Design: Reverie Design
Length: 68,690 words


Blurb

O'Malley Ramsey, math aficionado, grew up next door to Garrison Rook, All-American athlete. While O'Malley dreamed of numbers and kissing Garrison, Garrison's tastes ran to home runs and hot chicks. During a family celebration the night before both young men were heading off for college, O'Malley joyously discovers that Garrison isn't quite as straight as the star athlete had been pretending to be. Vows to return to each other quickly followed a few clumsy kisses in the old treehouse in the Rook's backyard.

O'Malley came home to Garrison. Garrison never returned to O'Malley.

Four years later, the two ex-friends meet up at a summer camp where O'Malley is serving as a counselor. Garrison is desperate to make things right with his childhood friend, but can O'Malley, still nursing the pain and mistrust of Garrison's betrayal, ever forgive or love Garrison again?





Author Bio

V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, walking, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a flock of assorted domestic fowl, and two Jersey steers.

When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.


Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Cover Reveal & Excerpt: RESERVATIONS by Kindle Alexander


RESERVATIONS

Author: Kindle Alexander
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: Coming Soon




Wildly successful entrepreneur, Thane Walker is stubbornly set in his ways. Adamantly resistant the shackles of commitment, he’s seen enough unhappy endings to learn the best way to play is by keeping his men on the payroll. 

Levi Silva’s dream of graduating from one of the country’s top medical schools is in his grasp, until news from home changes everything. Now, he’s raising his two teenage brothers and trying to keep everyone’s head above water, emotionally and financially. 

When Levi’s new job puts him in Thane’s path, their chemistry explodes, but their fear of being involved in relationships keeps them apart. Unfortunately, despite the intense desire drawing them together, neither man can move forward until they get past their own…Reservations.




His mouth watered thinking about that vinegar coleslaw, and his stomach growled a little louder. Damn, he was starving. He should go out there and fix himself a plate, but he wouldn’t. That would only open a line of personal communication, and this restaurant had too much of that going on. Everyone but the customers were friends.

Instead of doing that, Thane buckled down and opened an email from Arik Layne. The email was to both him and Chef Ferico. The subject line read, “Whole Foods and HSN, Bitches!!!!” That instantly had Thane smiling. Arik had become a force in his life. The guy didn’t seem to understand the value of hesitancy. Arik was a mover and shaker. Their joint venture of infused olive oils had taken off like lightning. Arik had secured sales on thousands of bottles before manufacturing had started. Now that they had production underway, they were blowing and going like wildfire. All Arik had to do was pick up the phone, and he secured another sale.

Thane scanned the message, reading how Whole Foods planned to add them in a test market now, with mass distribution the beginning of October. That was all great news. Arik had also secured a spot on HSN in November, about two weeks before Thanksgiving. Somehow he’d managed to squeeze them into an already set schedule on foods for the holidays. They’d also be given time on the sales floor. The anticipated sales were around twenty-five thousand bottles.

Wow. Okay.
The last lines on the email made Thane squelch the urge to laugh out loud, not wanting to undermine the stern tone he’d taken with his staff, but, man, Arik was hilarious. He listed ten reasons why he’d be a better choice than Thane to go on the HSN broadcast with Chef Ferico. Every single bullet point ended with “because I really want to sample all the foods made that day.”

Literally, a man after his own heart.

Out of nothing more than the need to make Arik squirm, he decided to tease him. Thane quickly typed how glad he was for Arik’s effort, along with a note that they should at least flip a coin for the TV slot. He chose tails. Grinning, he pushed send as his cell phone began to vibrate in his pocket. With a glance at the screen, he saw Julian’s name and swiped to accept the call.

“Hey,” he said, putting the call on speaker before fishing his Bluetooth out of the computer bag and hooking it around his ear.

“Hey, yourself. You still coming here?”

“I am. It’ll be a few weeks though. Everything okay?”

“Of course, you know I run a tight ship, but I might have to break protocol.”

Thane began shaking his head no as if Julian could see him.

“I can almost hear you shaking your head no.”

“That’s because that’s what I’m doing. Absolutely no rule breakage, Julian. You do it one time and that opens the door…”

“Hang tight, Papi Chulo. Don’t get all bent. I’m telling you before I do it. That should count.”

The happy place he’d found after reading Arik’s hilarious message was on the fast track to crashing and burning as Thane sat back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Why?” he asked, instead of giving Julian the same dressing-down he’d just given this management team on the failures of flouting established protocol.

“Remember that kid I told you about months ago. My PT assistant, the one who got me into free counseling?”

Thane had to really think which was kind of funny. Julian’s care had been grossly expensive. He’d have thought he’d remember someone who’d saved him so much money in free counseling. He shrugged, lifting his brows, giving himself a break. He could vaguely recall the key components. “Maybe…”

“He needs a job.”

“We don’t hire our staff like that, Julian. Remember your training. Your guys…”

“Boss, slow your roll. He’s a med student taking care of his family, and he’s hot as hell. His body alone’ll make the customers very happy. Happy customers equal more money.”

“Is he in your previous line of work?” Thane asked, completely confused and trying to catch up.

“No. I want him for waitstaff at the club. I saw him last night, and he’s losing his job. He’s coming to the club tonight to take a look around. I’ll send his info off for a background check, but I’ll probably put him on the floor as early as tomorrow,” Julian stated matter-of-factly.

That was another huge issue he was having with Julian. The guy was a beast at work. He kept sticking his nose in every other manager’s responsibilities, causing all sorts of ill will. Julian was a man on a mission. He governed that club with an iron fist, all to try and repay Thane for the expensive care. “Have you talked with Dave about whether he needs more waitstaff?”

“Dave-the-douchebag quit today. You didn’t hear?” Julian said casually.

“What?” Thane pushed his fingers through his hair. Why was he just now hearing about this?

“Don’t worry. I got this. I’ll fill in until you figure out what to do. I, of course, think you just need to let me handle all personnel…”

“Stop, Julian. First, no one’s hired without passing a background check. I’m not watching anyone go through what you did again. And second, you better stop pissing off all my people. Until I talk to Dave and see if I can get him back, you can handle the waitstaff scheduling, but you aren’t…”

“Equipped to handle personnel issues,” Julian said, finishing his sentence. “Are you getting laid regularly? Because I’m pretty sure you’re not. You need to come on over here and bend me over this desk—”

“We have rules. I’m not having sex on that property, and I better not catch you having sex on that property!” Thane shot out, cutting Julian off.



“You’re a very difficult man, Thane Walker,” Julian replied, not missing a beat. “I’d say hard, but I have no way of truly knowing that.”



Best Selling Author Kindle Alexander is an innovative writer, and a genre-crosser who writes classic fantasy, romance, suspense, and erotica in both the male/male and male/female genres. It's always a surprise to see what's coming next!

I live in the suburbs of Dallas where it's true, the only thing bigger than an over active imagination, may be women's hair!
Usually, I try for funny. Humor is a major part of my life - I love to laugh, and it seems to be the thing I do in most situations - regardless of the situation, but jokes are a tricky deal... I don't want to offend anyone and jokes tend to offend. So instead I'm going to tell you about Kindle.

I tragically lost my sixteen year old daughter to a drunk driver. She had just been at home, it was early in the night and I heard the accident happen. I'll never forget that moment. The sirens were immediate and something inside me just knew. I left my house, drove straight to the accident on nothing more than instinct. I got to be there when my little girl died - weirdly, I consider that a true gift from above. She didn't have to be alone.

That time in my life was terrible. It's everything you think it would be times about a billion. I love that kid. I loved being her mother and I loved watching her grow into this incredibly beautiful person, both inside and out. She was such a gift to me. To have it all ripped away so suddenly broke me.

Her name was Kindle. Honest to goodness - it was her name and she died a few weeks before Amazon released their brand new Kindle ereader. She had no idea it was coming out and she would have finally gotten her name on something! Try finding a ruler with the name Kindle on it.. It never happened.

Through the course of that crippling event I was lucky enough to begin to write with a dear friend in the fan fiction world of Facebook. She got me through those dark days with her unwavering support and friendship. There wasn't a time she wasn't there for me. Sometimes together and sometimes by myself, we built a world where Kindle lives and stands for peace, love and harmony. It's its own kind of support group. I know without question I wouldn't be here today without her.

Find out more by visiting www.kindlealexander.com or email me at kindle@kindlealexander.com






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