Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: Just Friends by Saxon James

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Just Friends by Saxon James

FINAL Just Friends

 A Never Just Friends Novel, Book 1

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Five years ago, I walked away from Sunbury, Oregon, and left my best friend behind. The move was supposed to get my life on track. I even had a list.
Life-changing epilepsy surgery. Check.
See the world. Check.
Get over my straight best friend … Not exactly.
No matter where I go or who I meet, I can’t let Tanner go.
I’m back to tell him how I feel. To get the closure I need once and for all.
Only now I’m here and falling for him all over again, it’s getting harder to say the words.
Because once I have my closure, I’ll be gone.
And this time it will be for good.

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When my best friend, Roo, left for Australia, it was the worst day of my life.
I thought we’d have each other always.
But Roo needed the surgery so I let him go, thinking he’d come straight back.
Five years is a long time.
Now he’s here, all I want is to hold on tight.
I need to show him what he means to me.
The problem is, I’m not exactly sure what that is.
My draw to him has always been confusing and different—everyone in town says so. But I struggle to understand it.
All I know is I won’t survive him leaving again.
And I’ll do anything to make him stay.

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“Tell me something I don’t know about you,” Roo blurts out.

My eyebrows jump up. “Ah, like what?”

I don’t know. That’s the point of the question.”

Huh, I guess it is. I frown at the ripples in the water as I try to think of something—anything—Roo might not know about me. “I …” What? Where the hell was I going with that? “I don’t think there’s anything you don’t know.”

“Nothing?”

“Not off the top of my head. What about you?”

He bites his freckled lip as he thinks. “I’m sure there’s probably a lot. Out of curiosity, is there anything I could tell you that would make you hate me?”

I scoff. “Never.”

“What about if I hurt animals for fun?”

The hypothetical takes me a second. “Yeah, okay, that would be a deal breaker.”

“Or if I was an arsonist?”

I shake my head. “But you’re not those things.”

“I’m not. But like you said, things are different. Maybe there are things about me you wouldn’t like.”

And out of all the hypotheticals in the world, those are a steaming pile of stupid. “Nah, because no matter how much you’ve changed, you’re still a good person. So I don’t think anything would make me walk away.”

His expression is full of skepticism. “Remember you said that.”

“Should I be worried?”

“I don’t think so.” But he doesn’t look happy.

And Roo being unhappy is unacceptable. Deciding the conversation is over, I grab the hand resting on my shoulder and tug him until he’s behind me, before grabbing his other hand and locking his arms around my neck.

“Tanner, what are you—”

Holding his wrists with one hand, I dive, submerging us again, but this time I don’t let him go. If swimming gets him out of breath, then I’ll make things easy for him, because that’s what I do.

We spend another hour there, Roo holding on as I swim up and down the pool. We toss remember whens back and forth, and his voice in my ear reminds me of old times. Of falling asleep listening to his fierce rants about the world. Or his jokes. Or his plans for the future.


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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: His Ranch Hand by Deanna Wadsworth

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His Ranch Hand by Deanna Wadsworth

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Western Passions, Book 1

Cowboys don’t cry.

West of the Pecos, if a man shows a vulnerable side, his last glimpse of this life might be at the end of a barrel.

Cowboy and drifter, Myron Poste shrouds his life in mystery, carefully following a strict code to stay alive. Fellow ranch hand Cade Buchanan is big, hairy, and strong—not the sort of man to trifle with.

One fateful night while driving a herd of Longhorns north to Santa Fe, Cade confronts Myron. With the swiftness of a West Texas wind, desire seizes control and a passionate affair begins. Pride has always held Myron back, but he can no longer deny his submissive nature when Cade gives him just what he craves—pure, lustful dominance.

When the drive ends, they must part ways. Will the memories of their untamed passion under the big Texas sky be powerful enough to reunite them?

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First day of the drive, no men got hurt, but a cow broke its leg, so it was steak for dinner. With a full belly and muscles tired from a long day in the saddle, Myron went to check on Lucy. He’d ridden her this morning, taking out Duke and Brave the rest of the day. Lucy was a jealous sort, so he brought her an apple before he hit the hay. He didn’t have watch duty, and a full night’s sleep called his name.

Young Jacob wasn’t watching over the horses, it was Cade. He leaned against one of the posts of the makeshift corral, having a smoke and his back to Myron.

He only hesitated a moment before casually walking up. “Evening.”

Cade didn’t startle, probably already heard his approach. He turned and a waft of smoke obscured his face. “Poste.”

Ignoring the way the much bigger man’s very presence made Myron jumpy, he clicked his tongue to get Lucy’s attention. Several horses stirred, and after a shuffling of beasts, Lucy, ears up, made her way over. He withdrew his knife and sliced off a piece of the apple.

“Here, girl,” he said, holding out the slice with a flat palm. Her velvety lips fluttered over his hand as she took the treat.

“Gonna have them all over here in a moment,” Cade remarked, as Duke, the bay Myron had ridden this afternoon pushed up against Lucy. He cut him off a piece too.

Cade shifted to lean sideways on the post, smoking. His gaze stayed locked on Myron as he alternated cutting pieces of apple off until it was gone, and a third horse had nosed its way over too, seeking a treat.

“All gone,” Myron told them all, hands up.

“You spoil that horse,” he remarked.

“I do.” When Myron put away his knife, Cade held out his cigarette in offering.

He only hesitated a moment before taking the cigarette and having a nice toke. Cade’s tobacco was sweeter than his, and he liked it. He held the smoke in, and passed the cigarette back, briefly allowing himself to think that once more, their lips had both been on a cigarette. Would Cade’s kisses have the same lingering sweetness of his tobacco?

“Beautiful night,” Cade offered.

Myron stroked Lucy’s nose, desperate for something to anchor his wayward thoughts. He wanted to stay, he needed to leave, and he dreamed about stepping closer. Instead he patted his horse and agreed, “It is.”

“There’s the Big Dipper,” Cade said, pointing up. “And the little one.”

Cade seemed to be in a chatty mood, and though it only made Myron’s yearning stronger, he felt obliged to indulge him. He gazed up at the star-spattered navy blue sky, identifying several constellations right away. He pointed to one. “Orion.”

“Which one is that?” Cade stepped closer, gazing up in the direction Myron had indicated.

There had been no need for Cade to come so close, for no tree obscured their view. And there should be no reason for Myron’s heart to race like a cattle stampede either, but it did nonetheless. He cleared his throat, not surprised by how hoarse he sounded or the way his hand trembled as he pointed at the constellation. “See there, the three small ones all clustered? That’s Orion’s belt.”

Cade moved closer still, but his gaze remained heavenward, using Myron’s finger like the sight on a rifle. “There?” He pointed up too, their arms flush now.

He stood so close, Myron could make out his thick eyelashes in the moonlight, see how long they were, the blond tips disguising that fact at a distance. There was no distance between them now, and their arms were still touching. Helpless, Myron gazed at his full lips and licked his own in want.

“Y-yeah,” Myron choked out, his body responding to Cade’s overwhelming manly scent, his nearness, and the fact that he didn’t mind having his arm pressed against Myron. “Th-that’s it.”

At the peculiar sound of his voice, Cade turned his head and looked right at him. Not moving away, he offered a sideways grin. “You sure? You ain’t even looking up.”

Shit!

Myron stepped away so fast, Lucy reared her head and huffed her disapproval. Even in the dark Cade had probably seen Myron staring at his mouth. His heart pounded, his arm on fire where it had been pressed to Cade’s. He could still feel the heat of his body and the cold absence of it in the air between them.

“Yes, I was,” Myron argued, feeling a fool. He pointed up with confidence. “You’ve got it. That’s Orion.”

Still smiling at him, Cade flicked his cigarette to the ground, and only released his gaze to glance down and extinguish it. When he looked back up, Myron hoped he didn’t notice the growing bulge in the front of his trousers.

What the hell were you thinking, staring at him so openly?

And why did he stand so close in the first place?

“Thanks for sharing it with me,” Cade said, voice a heady timber that did nothing to quell Myron’s ardor.

“Y-you’re welcome.”

“Now I know three constellations,” Cade said, then he looked up. “Know any more?”

He cleared his throat, and pointed out Pegasus. “That there square? It’s Pegasus.”

“The flying Greek horse?”

Myron couldn’t help but smile at the childlike wonder in Cade’s tone. “Yes, the same.”

“I suppose the stars’ll look different in the Dakotas.”

“Suppose so,” Myron agreed, stuffing his thumbs under his belt and feeling off kilter. “They’re different down here in Texas than they are in Pennsylvania.”

“You stayin’ on another season with Lawson?” Cade questioned after a moment.

“Nope, gotta head back east. My family’s got a bit of a situation I need to tend to, now that Mama’s passed.” He didn’t want the ugliness of what lay in store for his future to tarnish this rare moment alone under a blanket of beautiful stars with a man he craved more than air itself, so he asked, “You’re really going that far up north?”

“Yup, parcels are cheap up there. Public domain land to graze on too.”

“You plan to work it by yourself?”

“At first,” Cade said. “Plan is to get there and build a shelter for me and a couple horses. Figure I’d buy cows in the spring. Won’t let me take Longhorn up there because of the ticks.”

Myron nodded, knowing full well all the hassles settlers and farmers, not to mention the government, inflicted on Texas cattleman because of a tick the cows carried. Didn’t bother the herd, overmuch, but it did cause problems for folks and other animals. That’s why they were driving the herd on the west side of the Pecos through Apache lands to Santa Fe. Too many restrictions on the safer route to the railhead in Abilene.

“Thinkin’ I’ll plant corn for feed,” Cade continued, the excitement evident in his voice. “Maybe have me a little vegetable garden come springtime. We set out later than I wanted with this herd, and the seasons come faster up there. Maybe I can get a few things in the ground before the frost. Or at least till some earth for early spring planting.”

Myron smiled, thinking of Cade harvesting things like tomatoes. He could imagine him taking a bite of one, still warm from the sun and ripe with sweetness, the juice dribbling down his chin and beard, the way Myron had done as a child. Though the visions Cade conjured held none of the innocence of childhood.

Pushing those images away, he said, “Good plan.”

“Don’t suppose I need much more than a snug shelter and supplies for me and the animals over the winter. I’ll be able to hunt too. Can ya just picture it?” Cade said wistfully. “Your own land, a ranch, small house. Maybe someone to share it with.”

At that last whispered sentence, Cade dropped his gaze from the heavens and looked at Myron with a faraway smile.

Myron’s throat went dry but he managed to nod. “You paint a pretty picture, Buchanan.”

He imagined his own version of that picture, the two of them holed up the entire winter, snuggled in one bed inside a tiny little cabin that smelled of man, soot, and horse. His thoughts shouldn’t go to places like that because it made his cock throb. Thankfully the darkness, and Cade fixing his attention back on the sky, provided him a moment to adjust the indiscretion.

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Release Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: The Reluctant Alpha by Susi Hawke

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The Reluctant Alpha by Susi Hawke

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West Coast Wolves, Book One

“As much as I felt bad for this Elisha person—God, my heart was breaking for the young man and all he’d been through—I was also angry. I’d left that pack in my rearview ten years ago for a good reason.” Matthias Longclaw is happy living his life on the back of his beloved Harley with his five best friends and brothers-in-arms at his side. The West Coast Wolves are a rare pack of alphas, made up of unwanted orphans and second-born sons. The packs they were born to may not have wanted them, but they’ve built a solid family of their own. They help where they can, doing random acts of kindness and expecting nothing in return, just helping to build a world they want to live in. Then Matt gets a call from an old childhood buddy. He’s being called back—begged to return—to reclaim his birthright and save a life in the process. The problem is… to do it, he will have to take a mate. And if he refuses? The omega will die. Torn between his duty to help others and his resentment of his old pack, Matt never expects for Elisha Whitetail to tilt his world and change everything. Can Matt and Elisha rebuild a broken pack while tending to a new love and a growing family while dealing with outside threats from neighboring packs? They’re wolves. Strong, proud, and willing to do what it takes when their community needs them… whatever it takes. This is the first in a new series about finding joy in a hard world, building family, and discovering that life can surprise a person when they least expect it. Although this world has harsher themes than my previous books, it still has the same heart you’d expect. Plus a dose of my irreverent humor and all the naughty, knotty heat that comes with true mates. It wouldn’t be a Susi Hawke book without it. Be sure to read the author’s note at the beginning for possible trigger warnings. Tropes: age-gap, fated mates, mpreg, found family, building a pack

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Jared wasn’t offended, or maybe he was more focused on the outcome than on what was said getting there. “Matty, Elisha didn’t ask to be your uncle’s mate. When he was taken and forcibly claimed, he was barely of age. Think about it like this—your uncle was worse than our old alpha, so what kind of a life do you think he’s had here? And now he’s pregnant and was left to die by his own father? While I know most alphas wouldn’t care about some omega and his pup, I believe you would. Do you, old friend? Or have you changed so radically in the years since you’ve gone?” Dammit. The guy was good at negotiating—and emotional blackmail—I’d give him some credit. Not only had he called me Matty, but he had to tack on ‘old friend.’ Tucker, standing close enough to easily hear both halves of the conversation, shook his head. I didn’t know whether he was telling me to stand my ground or reminding me of our code. Fuck me, I don’t have a choice. I have to do this, no matter how much it kills me. Nevertheless, I tried one more time to beg off. “You ask too much, Jared. This is unfair. You want me to come back and fight to retake the pack from Monty—since we both know he won’t hand it over—and you are asking me to forcibly claim a delirious omega who was already abused by my uncle. And then you want me to accept the responsibility of his pup, too. Is that what you’re saying? Feel free to correct me if I’m wrong.” Jared spoke in a rush, relief evident in his voice when he realized there was a chance I would give in. “There’s just no other way, Matty. Newberry Springs invaded this morning. Half of our Delta soldiers were killed, and the others were either taken or left to die. Isaac—our current epsilon healer—saved the ones he could. I have all the wounded here, along with the four gammas from our ruling council.” He paused barely long enough to take a breath. “We’ve sequestered ourselves in the alpha mansion. Monty and his men left a few hours ago with every able man and boy of working age. They took them back to Newberry Springs, leaving women and children and the elderly or physically challenged men behind. About thirty-one pack members remain, aside from the council and the injured deltas. Matty, I’m turning to you because I don’t know what else to do. I can’t protect them and the alpha mate at the same time. And I certainly can’t claim him. I need help from a real alpha who I can trust to save both Elisha and our pack.” When I heard Monty had left his son behind, I knew immediately I would do as Jared asked. I still had a few questions, though. “Jared, I remember Monty Whitetail as being a hardass. But surely he didn’t mean to basically murder his own son? Especially when he’s pregnant? He knows about the pup, doesn’t he? Exactly how long has my uncle had this omega there? I’ve calmed down, so I’m thinking our packs are no more than an hour apart. Why didn’t Monty save his son sooner? I mean, he has to have been there at least a few weeks, right? Detecting the pregnancy before then would’ve been impossible unless your healer stumbled over it during an examination or something.” As if it broke his heart to say the words, Jared spoke solemnly. “Your uncle brought Elisha here over six months ago. His father had more than enough time to find and rescue him. The truth is, he’s been negotiating with Alpha Horace for a payout. When our Alpha didn’t meet his terms, Monty threw down the challenge. Understand this, Matthias. Monty doesn’t want Elisha back. He told me—and this is a direct quote—to let the mutt die. He said his only worth was as a bartering chip for a pact he’d been trying to make with an alpha in Arizona. Their deal fell through when Elisha was stolen, and Monty focused on getting some sort of payback from Alpha Horace. Now Monty has everything he wants and no reason to rescue someone he considers used goods.” “Fuck! I have to do this, don’t I?” I was speaking more to myself than to Jared. “We need you, Matty. We need you to save Elisha and to save our pack. We could’ve used your leadership for years. But now you’re our last hope. I know I’m asking a lot, but the pack we have now aren’t the same people who were here when you left. Most of our parents’ generation either moved along after Alpha Horace came into power or have died out. The ones here now are mostly a mix of new blood and the people we grew up with. You might not have to kill Monty, you know. You could offer a ceremonial challenge, where whoever strikes first blood wins, and wrest control of the pack without any blood on your hands. But if you did have to kill him, Elisha wouldn’t blame you. And you’ll like Elisha, I mean it. He’s young, but he’s an old soul with a gentle sweetness about him. Oh, and he’s a great cook. A real homebody… but then, I’ve heard most omegas are pretty shy.” “You don’t have to sell me on his qualities as a mate, Jared. Even if he was a complete asshole, I would still be willing to save his life. He’s the victim here, and I damned well know it.” Sighing, I pushed away from the pool table and paced back and forth. I didn’t want to do this but… shit. There was no other choice. Considering everything Jared said, I felt better about the decision I was about to make, though I had to ramble through my thoughts. “I’d be within my rights whether I chose the ceremonial or traditional challenge. Either way, I would avenge my uncle’s death, as heinous as the idea sounds. And I would be asserting my rights on behalf of my new mate and his unborn child. If I’m the one who acts, the Supreme Council won’t have a reason to intervene. The Territory Chief will sign off on it without question. Dammit. I really was your only option.” Jared spoke softly, his voice thick with emotion. “There is nobody else, old friend. But even if there were, you’re the most trustworthy alpha I’ve ever met. Being your pack beta would be my honor.” With a soft sigh, he paused for a second. “Matty, I hate to ask this of you, but we need you—Elisha needs you—and time grows short.” “Give me an hour and a half to get there. And Jared? Thank you for giving a shit. But do me a favor? I don’t like the idea of the weaker pack members being left unguarded in town while you and the gammas are sequestered. Tell those gamma wolves to get off their asses and go get every leftover pack member. I want them behind the safety of those walls, and I want it done before I get there, or my first act as alpha will be finding some new gammas.” Jared chuckled lightly. “There’s the alpha I remember. Hurry home, Matty. It’s been far too long.”
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Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: The B-Side by B. Harmony

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Perspective Series, Book 1

Chance
When I read the roommate wanted ad, I thought my sister was encouraging me to live with an insane person. As it turns out, he isn’t insane, he’s sexy and one hundred percent my type. Living with him will be the ultimate test of my self control.

When the combination of our love of music and my overwhelming need to take care of him meets jealousy, sparks fly. His heart may be damaged, but nothing is beyond repair.

Now all I have to do is convince him that I’m in this for the long haul, not just this moment.

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I may look like the happy-go-lucky gay guy with a big smile and more punny tees than one person should probably own. But it’s just a shield to protect my heart, the one that has been torn apart by the people who were meant to love me most. The last thing I’m willing to do is risk the tattered shreds on my new – straight- roommate. Sure, he’s sexy as sin and has a love of music that rivals my own, but all that is just grounds for a new friendship. Nothing more. Right?

Yet, every moment we spend together tests a little bit more of my self control. When it turns out my roommate is not as straight as I once thought, I have to decide if this is one playlist I should listen to.

Will we have our own love song, or will this just be another broken-hearted ballad?

The B-Side is a low-angst, roommates-to-lovers, MM Romance novel. Featuring punny t-shirts for every occasion, killer playlists, meddling family and friends, and a happily-ever-after.

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“Chance.”

My hand is on the door handle, so I turn towards his voice. Only Tyler is standing much closer than I expected. He’s in my personal space, with only inches between us, an uncertain but determined look on his face.

I gulp. “Yeah?” That came out softer and raspier than I expected.

Tyler reaches out and grabs my wrist gently, pulling my hand off the door to turn me towards him. Then, he just stares up into my eyes from beneath his lashes, his eyes speaking so loudly it’s as if he’s screaming at me. He’s not saying anything, but my body is responding to his unspoken words the way lyrics intersect and wrap around a melody.

He sways towards me a little more and whispers, “I’m glad you said yes.”

Fuck it. This is either going to go up in a ball of flames and burn down to ashes or be one of the best moments of my life. My hand cups the back of Tyler’s neck and brings him closer to me and our mouths fuse together.

Tyler’s lips are soft and hesitant. Probably from the shock of me initiating the first move. Let’s be honest; we’re both surprised over that. But after a few seconds of gentle coaxing, Tyler lets out an almost imperceptible whimper and goes from a passive to an active participant.

He parts his mouth, and I dive in to caress his tongue with my own. Tyler releases my wrist and wraps his arms around my shoulders, trying to pull me closer. Our bodies are closely connected, and I can feel every inch of him against me.

Our kiss is fierce but gentle, dancing tongues and slight nips at each other’s lips. With my other hand on Tyler’s lower back, I push his hips towards mine, aligning our fronts together. I can feel his erection pressing into me through my jeans, and my dick is painfully hard trying to find its own escape.

I pull my head back just slightly to take a breath. Rather than separate from him fully, I press a kiss to the side of his mouth. We’re both breathing hard, and I’ve never been more turned on in my life. I move my lips down his cheek towards his jawline.

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Harmony is a Texas girl with SoCal roots with a penchant for rock music and happily ever afters. She began her journey as a romance author after spending a year as a book blogger and bookstgrammer in the romance community.

She has been writing on and off for years, but The B-Side is the first novel that has reached completion.

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Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: Honeymoon Refrain by Harley Grace

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Honeymoon Refrain by Harley Grace

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The Boys of Bliss, Book 1

When his fiancé leaves him at the altar, Andrew Wellman runs straight to Bliss.

After spending the last year of his life busting his butt on the new resort off the south coast of Florida, all Andrew has to do is stick the landing—a gorgeous wedding and a honeymoon to blow the socks—and everything else—off his groom-to-be. But when he finds his fiancé buried deep not in wedding preparations but in his best friend, Andrew calls the whole thing off and cashes in that plane ticket for a solo honeymoon.

Rock star Cord Fabien’s whole life blew apart when his band broke up.

Now, he owes his label a solo album, but all he wants to do at the new gay resort run by the mysterious billionaire Adrien Bliss and is hide from the paparazzi and lick his wounds. But when one sad interior designer catches his eye, Cord finds the inspiration to make beautiful music again.

Two men, completely adrift, find in each other the strength to pursue their passions. But Bliss can’t last forever, and the lives they’ve left behind are waiting to shatter a romance that bloomed in paradise.

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He leaned against me, taking a swig of his water and staring out at the moon, hanging over the ocean like a giant silver coin. “It’s really perfect for a honeymoon, isn’t it?” He smelled of the resort soap, jasmine and sea salt, and the natural tang of manly sweat. It wasn’t something I’d ever thought of as sexy before, but on him, sitting there on the beach, it really was.

I kissed the top of his head and rested my cheek against his hair. “It is. Your honeymoon’s gonna be the best when you have it for real. Maybe your husband’ll rent the penthouse and keep you here a month. Nothing but sun and sea and a giant heart-shaped bed.”

He chuckled at that, swallowing his bite of sandwich before answering. “There are no heart-shaped beds anywhere in this resort. This isn’t the eighties.”

“Heart-shaped hot tub?”

“Now those, we have,” he agreed, and turned to look up at me, pupils enormous in the dark. “I don’t need that, though. As long as he’s here, and not in my apartment, fucking Ian.”

“Sweetheart, I wouldn’t fuck Ian with someone else’s dick,” I promised, on the assumption that Ian was the best friend. I might have been offering to take him on a honeymoon, but I wasn’t sure anymore. The conversation had gone around in a circle, and all I knew was that I wanted to take the sadness out of his eyes.

Apparently it worked, since he giggled, shoulders shaking and eyes lit with mirth. “What about me?”

I grinned as I leaned forward and gave him a peck on the lips. “Not planning on needing anything but my own for you.”

When he gave me a dreamy smile, I leaned in again and took his mouth, wrapping one hand around the back of his neck and pressing in. He gave a tiny whimper and clung to me, fingers wrapped tight around my arms.

When I pulled back, he stayed there, eyes closed and lips parted, breath coming in short pants. “I’m going to need you to go ahead and prove that.”

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Harley Grace is an author duo in love with love. Writing M/M romance, they’re all about giving sugar, spice, and everything nice to their boys. They enjoy long walks on the beach, reading by the fireplace, and always looking at the lighter side of life.

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Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: Just Friends by Saxon James

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 A Never Just Friends Novel, Book 1

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Five years ago, I walked away from Sunbury, Oregon, and left my best friend behind. The move was supposed to get my life on track. I even had a list.
Life-changing epilepsy surgery. Check.
See the world. Check.
Get over my straight best friend … Not exactly.
No matter where I go or who I meet, I can’t let Tanner go.
I’m back to tell him how I feel. To get the closure I need once and for all.
Only now I’m here and falling for him all over again, it’s getting harder to say the words.
Because once I have my closure, I’ll be gone.
And this time it will be for good.

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When my best friend, Roo, left for Australia, it was the worst day of my life.
I thought we’d have each other always.
But Roo needed the surgery so I let him go, thinking he’d come straight back.
Five years is a long time.
Now he’s here, all I want is to hold on tight.
I need to show him what he means to me.
The problem is, I’m not exactly sure what that is.
My draw to him has always been confusing and different—everyone in town says so. But I struggle to understand it.
All I know is I won’t survive him leaving again.
And I’ll do anything to make him stay.

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Tanner’s voice dips low when he speaks. “I was a bit in awe of you growing up.”

Me?” There is no way I heard that right.

“Yeah, you. You didn’t give a shit what anyone thought, and you went through more than most people did.”

“Oh no, I definitely cared.”

“Okay, but you never let it get to you.”

“You know it did. Seizing out at school, feeling sick, the staring

“I know.” His soft voice derails the fit I was working up to, and I take a deep breath.

“There was a lot I hated about myself.”

Tanner’s eyebrows bunch up, and he runs one large hand over my head, then snatches it away like he’s second-guessing himself. “There was a lot you hated, but you never hated yourself. You flipped off anyone who gave you shit, and did what you wanted.”

The fact that he sees it that way … My head drops forward as I start laughing. “That’s because I had you. Because I knew that no matter what, shit between us would never change, and if anyone really upset me, you’d kick their ass.”

“Again, that only happened once. I hated fighting.”

“And yet you still beat Toby Michels into the ground when he poured water in my lap and called me a baby.”

Even now, seven years later, Tanner’s jaw gets tighter. “Asshole.”

“See? You always had my back.”

“I always will. It just … pissed me off. I’d see how exhausted and checked out you were before and after a seizure. Those things took a lot out of you. It wasn’t fair that dumbasses thought they could give you shit about it too.”

And lying here, studying my best friend, agreeing to share his bed, going over old memories … it makes me feel lighter than I have in a long time. But I can’t enjoy it. Because of the big gay elephant in the room.

I lick my dry lips as I try to form the words in my head. As I try to convince myself that I need to tell him. Because holding myself back, when he’s making every effort to reconnect, isn’t just uncomfortable for me, it’s unfair to him.

And this closeness—not only the physical part—is starting to mess with my head. I swear his stare dips to my mouth, which makes me do the same. I trace his lips with my gaze, wishing it were my tongue instead. All I want is to press closer, to feel his warmth, to taste his breath.

Suddenly, the thick blanket feels too restrictive.

I need to tell him.


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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: Natural Twenty by Charlie Novak

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Natural Twenty by Charlie Novak

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Roll for Love, Book One

Plants are easier than people—that’s Leo’s rule of thumb. After all, nobody really wants a man who looks like he belongs in a biker gang but would rather spend his time buried in books and flowers. It’s just easier to be single. Until he meets the owner of the new book shop.

Jacob Morris knows two things: he’s really attracted to the man who runs the local flower shop, and he doesn’t date. Not when he’s still healing from a bad breakup, has a new business to run, game nights to organise, workshops to host, and a website to build.

When friendship blooms into something more, Leo and Jay must decide whether to roll the dice and take a chance on love or keep forging ahead on their quests alone. Will their roll yield a one or a perfect, natural twenty?

Natural Twenty is an 80,000-word contemporary MM romance featuring Dungeons & Dragons, secret flower language bouquets, a spoilt Staffy (or two), and a best friend who is basically a gothic prince. It is book one in the Roll for Love series and can be read as a standalone.

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Jay I smiled and nodded, leaning on the counter while I tried to stop my heart from racing a million miles a minute. I’d never felt this nervous before. What was it about seeing Leo that had my stomach in knots? A snuffling noise distracted me, and I looked over the counter to see an adorable pair of brown eyes gazing up at me. “Hi there,” I said, reaching my hand tentatively down to gently rub the dog’s head. The brindle fur was soft under my fingers. They pushed into my hand, happily demanding more ear rubs. From the look of them, I thought they might be some form of Staffy, but my knowledge of dogs was iffy at best. “Aren’t you cute?” The dog huffed happily, and a pink tongue darted out to lick my hand. I chuckled. “I see you’ve met Angie.” Leo’s gruff voice made me look up. He stood in the doorway behind the counter, tattooed forearms crossed and a little twinkle in his amber eyes. “Shit. Sorry,” I said, pulling my hand away. “Don’t apologise. She likes the attention. Don’t you girl?” An uncontrollable grin slid across my lips as I watched Angie potter over to Leo, plopping down next to him and resting her head against his leg. He reached down to rub behind her ears and my heart melted. I know I’d told Edward I wasn’t interested in dating, but surely it was still okay to look. It wasn’t my fault Leo was genuinely the most handsome man I’d seen in forever or that he unwittingly ticked all the boxes on Jay’s checklist of attractiveness. He was tall and muscular but not in a way that suggested he spent hours at the gym. He definitely looked strong enough to pick me up though, and I was not going to even consider how much that idea turned me on. His dark hair was pulled up into a messy topknot, and his neatly trimmed beard didn’t hide his wide mouth. And then there were the tattoos. Lord have fucking mercy. I’d always found ink attractive, and I had enough of my own, but when I looked at Leo, my lizard brain wanted to strip off his clothes and lick his entire body. I’d seen his two full tattoo sleeves—each one a beautiful series of vines and flowers, intricately woven down his arms—and the simple black geometric pieces that decorated the backs of his hands. Looking at him now, I could also see hints of ink poking out of the collar of the thick knitted sweater he was wearing, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows. Even the idea that he had chest and neck tattoos made my insides squirm.
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Release Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: When Lightning Strikes by Darragha Foster

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Stable Tales, Book 1

Former soldier Johnny Jewell is a gay cowboy who has never been with another man. He kept his desires buried deep, married, had a family and lost everything when he came out. A lightning strike, fire and death burn his already complicated world to white-hot ash. All he has left now are horses and hard work. After a move across the country, he meets a horse trainer named Sig and finds it’s time to saddle up and face the storm head-on. Will the next lightning strike put him asunder or spark life in the beast within?

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John cracked the whip.

Bear began a slow circle around the shirtless Sig.
“That’s a beautiful horse,” Johnny called.
Sig chuckled. “He is that. If I can train him, he’s sure to be a stud. Joan isn’t
pleased with this little beauty’s behaviors. Not only is he ill-behaved in the stable,
he’s a terror in the field.”
“What’s he doing?”
“He likes to mount the geldings.”
John laughed. “Equus homosexuales.”
“He’s an opportunistic lover. He’ll drop for mares or geldings. He even drops
when you give him grain. This is one horny horse, my Al Dubhe.”
“What’s his name? Not Bear?” John asked, smiling over the horse’s
behavior.
“He’s named after a constellation—the Great Bear, or Al Dubhe in Arabic.
And as much as I hate to do it, I’ve got to curtail his bad behavior. Can’t have him
dropping in the middle of the show ring and mounting some twelve-year-old’s
pony. Upsets the girls and judges. Sig clicked his tongue. “Come on, boy. You
can do it. Let’s give you a good sweat.”
“I’ll be sure to keep him away from my mare.” John cracked the whip.
“Around here you might have to watch your back. You never know what
might drop right behind you.” Sig winked.

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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: After Felix by Lily Morton

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Close Proximity, Book 3

Sometimes the best love stories come in two parts.

When Felix met handsome journalist Max Travers, it was lust at first sight. It was just his luck that he then had to develop a terrible case of feelings and got his heart broken. However, two and a half years later, he’s over all of that. His job is going well, he has good friends, and he doesn’t lack for male company. Which, of course, is when Max has to come bursting back into his life.

Felix Jackson will always be the one who got away to Max. He’s spent their time apart regretting his actions and hoping for a second chance. When an accident lands him in Felix’s less than tender care, Max is determined to grab this opportunity. The only problem is that Felix is equally determined that he doesn’t.

From bestselling author, Lily Morton comes a story of missed opportunities, second chances, and two very stubborn men. This is the third book in the Close Proximity series, but it can be read as a standalone.

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“How old do you think I am?” he says mock flirtatiously, leaning in close enough that I catch his scent of sandalwood. It brings back memories of rolling all over those soft sheets in that hotel room. I’ve been perturbed to find my mind straying to memories of that room a few more times than it should have over the last week.

He’s watching me intently again, and I swallow hard and tap my teeth thoughtfully. “I think probably sixty.” He opens his mouth in mock horror, and I laugh. “Only because you’re so wise,” I say reverently. “Being intelligent really piles the years on.”

He shakes his head. “I’m thirty-seven,” he says, trying not to laugh. “Can you see my crow’s feet?”

“A crow never made those lines. That’s surely got to be a bigger bird.” I wink at him as he laughs loudly. I eye the table where a book is sitting next to his pint. “What are you reading?”

He looks slightly awkward. “Ruth Rendell.”

“Oh, Inspector Wexford. My grandma used to watch those on the telly,” I say cheerfully.

“Thank you so much for that information,” he says darkly. “It’s made my day so happy.”

I laugh. “It’s like I carry sunshine wherever I go.” I eye him. “So, do you like reading crime novels?”

“I do.” He smiles. “I’ve always thought it would be incredibly easy to murder someone and get away with it, so I like it that people get found out in these books.”

I blink. “Said no man ever who hoped to get laid.”

He laughs. “I’m not going to murder you, Felix. Your arse is far too perky for that to happen.”

“I always knew my buttocks could save a life.”

He bites his lip, laughter brewing in those dark eyes as he leans forward. “The only way I’ll kill you is when you die from an overdose of the pleasure that my cock gives you.”

After draining my drink, I put the bottle on the table and stand up to grab my coat. “Pride goes before a fall, Max,” I say. “Maybe we’d better get you back to the hotel before you break something.”

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Release Blitz, Excerpt & Giveaway: His Ranch Hand by Deanna Wadsworth

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Cowboys don’t cry.

West of the Pecos, if a man shows a vulnerable side, his last glimpse of this life might be at the end of a barrel.

Cowboy and drifter, Myron Poste shrouds his life in mystery, carefully following a strict code to stay alive. Fellow ranch hand Cade Buchanan is big, hairy, and strong—not the sort of man to trifle with.

One fateful night while driving a herd of Longhorns north to Santa Fe, Cade confronts Myron. With the swiftness of a West Texas wind, desire seizes control and a passionate affair begins. Pride has always held Myron back, but he can no longer deny his submissive nature when Cade gives him just what he craves—pure, lustful dominance.

When the drive ends, they must part ways. Will the memories of their untamed passion under the big Texas sky be powerful enough to reunite them?

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“Nasty habit, that,” a voice came from the shadows.

Myron flinched and his stomach jumped clear into his throat. He should’ve heard the rustle of boots in the dirt or the ching-ting of spurs moments before the voice came, but he’d been so lost in memories, he hadn’t. But it wasn’t another man sneaking up on him unnoticed while he had a smoke that made his pulse quicken and his hand twitch.

It was the owner of the voice.

Always had hit him like that, straight in the gut.

Probably always would.

One more reason not to stay on for another season.

“Buchanan,” Myron drawled out the name, savoring the feel of it on his tongue.

Bigger than Myron, by a long shot, and thick with solid corded muscle, Cade Buchanan moved in a slow, methodical fashion. Handsome face half-concealed with a scruffy blond beard, Cade had a thick pelt of body hair to match. Myron had taken more than one peek of it in the river, when the cowboys fancied their weekly bath—or less than weekly in the case of stinky Abe. Cade was a seasoned ranch hand, not the head guy, but a decent wrangler and one hell of a rider.

Myron had been lusting for his friend far longer than he cared to admit. A damn dangerous thing in his experience. If a friend learned his secret, they could turn into a mortal enemy as fast as a rattlesnake strike.

Look what Myron’s own brother had done.

“Hey,” Cade said, the dust of the job lying thick on his clothing. In the moonlight, his blue eyes and unbelievably even teeth flashed bright with a smile.

“Evening. How was your shift?” Myron asked. Cade had been on watch—Myron shouldn’t pay any mind to Cade’s comings and goings, but he couldn’t help himself. West of the Pecos, the threat of wild cats or wolves, and the few remaining Apache braves who’d survived Cushing and his Buffalo Soldiers necessitated a night watch. Those who hadn’t been herded off to the reservation in Oklahoma were itching for a fight, still angry about the way the world had changed.

“Clear as day,” Cade replied.

Myron nodded.

“Why ain’t you inside, Poste?” he asked, approaching the porch.

Quirking one eyebrow, Myron took a puff on his smoke, the red light at the end his answer.

Cade chuckled, the sound warming him all over.

Buchanan was the real reason he needed to decline Chuck’s offer. He couldn’t put his body through this yearning much longer. The big man had become a true friend, and they shared common interests, and not just an affinity for horseflesh and cows. They liked Melville, Hawthorne, Twain, and Dumas, unlike some of their fellow workers who signed their name with an X. It seemed Cade even sought out his company, and sometimes he’d pat Myron’s shoulder and the touch would linger—though that could be Myron’s affection-deprived imagination.

Maybe Cade was just a friendly sort who appreciated conversation with a more learned man. Myron didn’t need to infer things that most likely meant nothing. But his presence served as a constant reminder of the cravings Myron had—needs many considered damnable or hangable—which were as much a part of him as the freckles on his nose and the curls in his hair.

Places for men like him did exist, if one knew where to look, the nearest one several days ride to El Paso. However a whore house or chance encounter in a back alley merely took the edge off, because he’d never been fool enough to quench his real thirsts. And now, being near Cade, his body took on a mind of its own, skin itching for a caress, lips aching for kisses, and his heart dreaming of things he didn’t have a right to—warm nights, strong arms holding him close, and a tender but firm touch.

All things Myron would have to live without. Men like him didn’t get to have what everyone else did—passion, happiness, love.

He offered his cigarette to Cade.

Smiling, he took it. “Much obliged.”

While Cade took a long drag, Myron was grateful the brim of Cade’s Stetson shielded his face, so he didn’t have to watch Cade’s pleasure as he enjoyed a hit. Tobacco was a precious commodity and they often shared a drag. Only Myron had indecent thoughts watching Cade’s mouth wrap around a cigarette the way he wished it would wrap around his cock. Or better still, Myron on his knees, servicing Cade….

Fool, stop thinking about that!

Cade returned the cigarette, and Myron immediately took a drag, eager to put his lips over the paper, hoping to catch a tiny taste of Cade, maybe feel the lingering warmth of his lips. As he sucked in the sweet smoke, he pushed the images of sucking Cade’s cock from his mind. Didn’t need such distractions tonight, not on top of everything else.

Especially when he wasn’t entirely sure why he’d taken to enjoying an act best left for whores anyhow.

“You get those strays?” Myron asked, longing to string out this moment, the darkness providing cover so his gaze could drink its fill, without questioning eyes or knowing looks to expose his desire.

“Yup.” Cade was a simple man, a bit rough around the edges and scary to some if one got on his wrong side. Myron had seen him shoulder over an angry cow and toss a rustler twenty feet, if it was an inch. The gentle giant conjured images of a grizzly, smooth and methodical. And just like a wild animal, peaceful and content at a distance, but dangerous if a man got too close—and completely unattainable.

Cade gestured to the letter in his hand. “Mail come?”

“Yup.” He flicked his butt to the dirt at his feet and ground it vengefully.

“Somthin’ wrong?”

He couldn’t hide the ache of loss in his voice. For some reason, in front of Cade, he didn’t want to. “My mother passed.”

“Real sorry to hear that, Poste.”

“Thanks. I-I didn’t even know she was s-sick.” Though he wished his voice hadn’t faltered, Cade’s presence calmed him, breaking down his carefully guarded wall.

Behind his golden beard, Cade’s lips rolled and pursed. “Lost my mama to the fires in Richmond,” he whispered, his southern drawl illustrating just one more divide between them, his words uniting them despite it. “Hard to take, even for a well grown man.”

Myron’s whole body tightened under the intensity of that stare, the notion of being a “well grown man” in Cade’s eyes, heating it beyond comfort. He shifted in the darkness to relieve the impoliteness Cade’s voice and words, hell, his very presence caused him. Even through the grief, his desire remained potent, maybe even stronger because of it. If only he could find a healing balm in the manly crush of bodies—no, best stop that musing right here.

“True enough,” Myron managed.

Cade’s strong hand landed on his shoulder, and their gazes locked. Myron sucked in a breath when Cade inched closer. For a desperate heartbeat, he thought Cade aimed to kiss him, so he tipped his head and held that breath. Then Cade wrapped his other arm around him in a firm, one-armed hug.

It happened so fast, Myron didn’t even have the wits to savor it, and he almost thought he’d imagined it. When the heat of Cade’s chest disappeared, he didn’t know how he found the strength not to grab Cade and pull him close for a kiss, losing his grief. and reveling in the pleasure of Cade’s bigger body.

Only shock from the touch and long years of showing restraint kept him from acting on those desires.

“Sorry about your mama, Poste.” He stepped away, but stared right at Myron’s face, hand still on his shoulder. “You need to bend somebody’s ear, you let me know.”

His hand squeezed, lingering.

Myron swallowed hard, unable to look away. “I will.”

Cade nodded and smiled. “I’ll leave you to it.” Dropping his hand, he moved passed Myron.

A shiver worked over his skin. “Th-thanks,” he managed as Cade headed into the bunkhouse. No one had touched him in such a way for a long time, friendly and innocent.

When the door opened, Cade didn’t look back—why would he?—and the ruckus laughter of the other cowboys spilled out into the night, disrupting the peaceful moment. Myron’s heart and body ached, but he still had enough tobacco and pride to stay outside and roll another cigarette.

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Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. An avid reader, she also loves gardening, cooking, music, and dancing. Often she can be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

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