Thursday, 26 April 2018

Release Blitz - The Perfect Whore by Josephine Myles





Cover Design: Lou Harper

Length: 58,000 words approx.

Blurb

Being the object of everyoneís sexual fantasies ainít all itís cracked up to beÖ

On a mining colony planet a long way from Earth, bandit Jedd Lightning dreams of making enough money to get his ship spaceworthy again. During a robbery at a high-class brothel, he meets gorgeous alien rentboy Storm and is instantly smittenóbut the heist goes south and Jedd has to high-tail it out of there with only half the loot.

Enslaved by a fierce Madam, Stormís shapeshifting talents make him the most sought after whore on Talmak. He literally canít stop himself becoming his clientís fantasy lover. Sick of enforced transformations, he wants to escape, but heís closely guarded and has no experience of the unfamiliar city outside the brothel.

Storm is willingóand eageróto do anything to persuade Jedd to break him out of his gilded prison. Lucky for him the arrogant outlaw needs Stormís help to free his crewmate, held as hostage by a vicious mob boss who wants Jedd to complete the theft he was hired for. Storm keeps blowing away Jeddís expectationsóbut with both the law and the mob against them, they could end up with nowhere left to run.



Excerpt

ìStick íem up, people. This is a raid. I want all your valuables, right now...î The last words trailed away as Jedd took a really good look at the naked, sweaty couple on the bed. His target, the Right Honorable Senator Artaxico Thrublet, was on his knees behind one of the most gorgeous bodies Jedd had ever clapped eyes on. A body on hands and knees. A most decidedly human and male bodyÖ

Shit, had he gotten the wrong room? Jedd squinted at the client, trying to work out if it really was the senator. íHe was definitely Talmaki, with his lizard-like body, orange, hairless skin and bulging eyes . But no, heíd studied footage of Artaxico and recognized his large nose and the ridiculous looking rows of diamond studs up both his pointed ears.

ìHold on, just let me finish. Uh!î Artaxico shuddered to a stop, his belly wobbling as he panted obscenely. Jedd winced at the sight. He knew interspecies mating went onóeveryone had heard the talesóbut intellectual knowledge wasnít the same thing as having it thrust in your face. Talmaki just werenít his idea of sexy. Okay, there had been that one time heíd got drunk enough for a fumble in an alleyway, but the alienís cock had been kind of scary, and things hadnít got very far. But maybe the gorgeous young whore was used to those luminous, scaly shafts of meat. Maybe he even enjoyed them. Was he enjoying Talmaki cock right now? He was certainly hard enough.

Right now Jedd couldnít see the expression on the whoreís face as it was buried in the mattress, but maybe that was for the best. There was no way he could be handsome enough to do that incredible body justice. No wonder the senator had decided to try him as a change from the celebrated Divine. The rentboy moaned through his own orgasm, just moments after the senator, and drenched the sheets below him in spunk.

Artaxico withdrew, revealing an intimidating length of glowing scarlet cock, then collapsed back onto the bed. He reached out to pat a perfectly formed buttock. ìRun along now, sthweetie. I wouldnít want you to get caught up in any of this nasty business.î The lad scooted down to the end of the bed facing Jedd, exposing an equally impressive prick which was filling up again in what must be a record-breaking time.

And as for his face... Suns above! Those were lips Jedd would give anything to see stretched around his dick. But no, he had a job to do, and he wasnít about to get sidetracked by some hyper-sexed rentboy, no matter how astoundingly gorgeous he was.

ìThe boy stays,î Jedd ordered. Artaxico gave him a puzzled look, but Jedd pressed on. ìI want your datapod and passcode, now!î

ìNot a chance in hell. That passcode is top level sthecurity,î Artaxico lisped. ìI really donít imagine thereís anything an ignorant monkey like you could do that could force me to sthpeak.î

Okay, just as heíd feared, but Jedd had his back-up plan. ìOh yeah?î Jedd strode over to the bed and grabbed the lithe young man under the arm. There was a brief moment where he was distracted by the sensation of naked skin against his own, but he couldnít afford to lose any time so he pulled the whore upright, holding the charge gun to his temple. ìYour strumpet gets it if you donít talk. And donít think this is a bluff. I never bluff.î He pulled the lad tighter to him for emphasis, but this had the unfortunate effect of bringing more of his own body in contact with those taut muscles, and his face even closer to the thatch of chestnut curls. His nose was on a level with the top of the whoreís head, and he pulled in a lungful of the most divine, arousing musk. Feeling a familiar tightening in his pants where he brushed up against those pert buttocks, Jedd cursed his over-active libido. ìIím warning you! The code, now!î

Artaxico just laughed, a mocking bray that wound Jedd up worse than finding a firebug had crawled into his beer. ìUtter nonsense! Iíve stheen killers before ñ by the sthuns, I employ enough of them, and you really donít have that look in your eyes. Youíre just an overgrown wassat, arenít you?î The senator twitched his nose in a near perfect imitation of one of the pesky rodents.

Jedd fumed. First a monkey, now a wassat. He turned the gun on the senator. ìOkay then, if you donít give me that passcode this instant, you get it. I mean it!î

ìLike youíll ever be able to get it off me if Iím dead. Does that antique piece of crap even have the power to kill? Looks more like something my wife would carry to stun any overconfident admirers.î

Goddammit, how could the man tell? Jedd waved the gun as threateningly as he could. ìYou willing to take that risk?î

Artaxico laughed again, getting up to his feet. ìWhat risk? Thereís security everywhere in this place, you know? Iím just going to stroll out of here and call the guards, and youíre not going to do a thing to stop me.î

Oh, wasnít he? Jedd aimed at Artaxicoís head and pulled the trigger. ìHa! Not so clever now, are you?î

ìIs he going to be all right? That was just a stun, wasnít it? ì The godlike young man had a voice to match his physiqueóa rich and sultry baritone that rumbled against Jeddís breastbone.

The senator snored before Jedd had a chance to answer, and the lad melted back against him, sighing with what sounded like relief. Their close contact made a certain part of Jeddís body grow stiffer while the rest seemed to want to melt into a puddle.

Would the rentboy mind sneaking in a quickie? Jedd would even pay if he had to, the lad was that gorgeous. Or would the stun charge have set off the internal alarm system? Probably best not to risk dawdling too long.

Still, seemed a shame to waste a moment like this now that Artaxico was unable to interfere. Jedd loosened his hold and let the young man turn in his arms. Holy fuck, Jedd could feel the whoreís massive erection prodding his thigh.

He took a deep breath, forced it out. Focus. Not here. Not now. Just gather information. ìCaptain Jedd Lightning, at your service. And who might you be, gorgeous creature?î

The man chuckled, stepping away from him and turning to fix him with a pair of intensely soulful deep green eyes. ìMy working nameís Divine, but you can call me Storm.î

ìDivine? ButÖ Youíre meant to be a girl!î Jedd spluttered.

The young man gave a maddening, secretive smile. ìDivine can be whoever you want, Captain. Divine is simply the title of your ideal lover.î

ìSo they swap you around depending on what the johns want? There are other Divines?î

ìSomething like that. But please, call me Storm.î A plaintive note sounded in his voice and his lower lip jutted in an almost-pout. ìNo one ever does these days.î

Storm. It suited him, as there was a wildness in those eyes that Jedd thought he recognized, something he glimpsed in his own reflection every morning. Focusing on Stormís eyes proved a challenge, though, when there was all that naked flesh to feast his gaze on. Smooth, bronzed skin, with just enough hair between those dark nipples to make him want to run his fingers through it. Jeddís gaze followed the trail down all the way to the most majestic cock heíd ever seen. It reached up invitingly, as if seeking Jeddís hand.

ìYou have quite an imagination, donít you?î Storm said, staring down at himself as if in fascination.





English through and through, Josephine Myles is addicted to tea and busy cultivating a reputation for eccentricity. She writes gay erotica and romance, but finds the erotica keeps cuddling up to the romance, and the romance keeps corrupting the erotica. Jo blames her rebellious muse but he never listens to her anyway, no matter how much she threatens him with a big stick. Sheís beginning to suspect he enjoys it.

Joís novel Stuff won the 2014 Rainbow Award for Best Bisexual Romance, and her novella Merry Gentlemen won the 2014 Rainbow Award for Best Gay Romantic Comedy. She loves to be busy, and is currently having fun trying to work out how she is going to fit in her love of writing, dressmaking and attending cabaret shows in fabulous clothing around the demands of a preteen with special needs, an incessantly curious pre-schooler, and a bun in the oven!




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Monday, 23 April 2018

Release Day - Murder Takes the High Road

I've been picking up books to review (under my alter-ego) on Netgalley, but most of the big names in the genre don't pick me because I don't run a book blog under my other name, and while I will post reviews here, they aren't connected to my Netgalley account. One of the publishers that regularly passes me over is Carina Press, but I keep trying. I had no doubt the same would happen again when I requested this book, so when Carina agreed, I was so excited I almost peed my pants. It must have been fate (and a glitch because they are still refusing my requests). But if this is the only book I ever get from them I'll be more than happy.

So, disclaimer: I got this book as an ARC from Netgalley for review (although I was under no obligation to review it here in my author persona).


Murder Takes the High Road by Josh Lanyon
Published by Carina Press
Release date 23rd April 2018

Buy Links

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Blurb

Librarian Carter Matheson is determined to enjoy himself on a Scottish bus tour for fans of mystery author Dame Vanessa Rayburn. Sure, his ex, Trevor, will also be on the trip with his new boyfriend, leaving Carter to share a room with a stranger, but he can't pass up a chance to meet his favorite author.

Carter's roommate turns out to be John Knight, a figure as mysterious as any character from Vanessa's books. His strange affect and nighttime wanderings make Carter suspicious. When a fellow traveler's death sparks rumors of foul play, Carter is left wondering if there's anyone on the tour he can trust.





My two pennies worth

Josh Lanyon does it again with another 5 star read for me. Cosy mystery meets fish out of water/stranger in a strange land.
A librarian, on a book tour to meet a murder writer, gets embroiled in murders. And solves the mystery with...books!
Well written and plotted, this book reminds me of a modern Christie, a la Murder on the Orient Express or Death on the Nile, albeit with a much less glamorous mode of transport. The romance is slow burn and the two leads are really endearing. I love Lanyon's laid back approach to the romance. 
Overall this book has humour, mystery, romance, and fun. 

What more could you want? An audiobook?

Oh, there's one of those too. Find it here at Audible. And that's my next stop, to buy the audio and visit Scotland again.





Friday, 20 April 2018

Fiction Friday is still playing catch up

Unfortunately last week I didn't get a chance to finish telling you guys about my favourite reads for March and April.

The God Game (Dan Sharp Mystery #5) by Jeffrey Round - This is not a romance. It's a political mystery with a gay hero. It's also very good. The mystery had me stumped for much of the story. Also, although this is book 5 I never once felt like I'd missed out on background info. Can definitely be read as a standalone. Word of advice, don't be put off by the writing style in the prologue, the rest of the book is nothing like this.

Murder Takes the High Road by Josh Lanyon - This is excellent. Classic Josh. Look out for a post on release day. But you can preorder now.

36655752Office Romance Box Set by J.M. Snyder - 22 short stories in one volume.Yes, 22. Most were first meetings, some sweet with no sex, others little more than hook ups. A few involved existing couples but they were in the minority. Several involved multicultural pairings and I had some issues with the way POC were described in the stories. I understand some of the stories were originally written several years ago, however this is a new anthology and it wouldn't have taken long for the author to address this matter in the required stories. As is often the way with shorts it's hard to get a HEA without making the whole thing seem rushed and unrealistic but the author leaves all the stories on a positive final note that allows us as readers to envisage a happy ending for the couples. As you can imagine I enjoyed some stories more than others, some because the story just wasn't to my taste, some because they had obviously been written several years ago and the style felt slightly dated. My favourite stories were:
Maintenance!
Knocking Boots
Speed Trap (Working Man #9)
Easily Addicted (Working Man #3)
Cafe de l'Amour

The next book might surprise you...
Wolf & Bunny by Tara Harris - On Kindle Unlimited. Yes, I'm reccing an MPREG book. If you follow these posts regularly you'll know MPREG isn't normally my bag, but this one took me by surprise. A fairy tale with fated mates, a prince, the wicked villain, a wedding, and a nick of time rescue.

Kelpie Blue (Out of Underhill #1) by Mell Eight - This is a lovely N.A. paranormal tale of a broken boy and the kelpie who decides not to eat him. I loved the way this was written with the narrative interspersed with diary entries, mostly from Rin with Blue adding comments. I enjoyed it immensely.

You're My Everything by Lily G. Blunt - On Kindle Unlimited. A single author anthology of 6 stories. In case you missed the post on this one, you'll find it here.

Between the Lines by J. Scott Coatsworth - An urban fantasy set in the seedy world of politics. I'd have liked some more interaction between Sam and Brad earlier in the story to base their eventual relationship on. But overall a enjoyable way to pass an hour or so.

Fairytales Slashed 3 (Fairytales Slashed #3) by Megan Derr,  A.R. Jarvis, Remington Ward, Mara Ismine. -  This is an excellent anthology. I'd be hard pressed to pick my favourite. Unfortunately I'm doing something that I hate to do, because the anthology is no longer available and only one of these stories is actually still in print. I did try to contact the authors of the missing stories on your behalf but only had one response.

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  • Rasnake by Megan Derr - Banished brothers, dragons, magic, mad kings and missing princess. All written with Megan Derr's excellent fairy tale panache.
  • Pretty by Mara Ismine - this was cute but it finished too abruptly, wrapping up what I thought was a major issue in a couple of paragraphs.
  • He Shall Go To The Ball by Mara Ismine - this was a sweet take on the Cinderella story. Unfortunately it ended without a proper resolution.
  • Greenwood by Remington Ward - A magic loose reworking of the Robin Hood story. I adored this.
  • Moth To The Flame by A.R. Jarvis - Ninjas, people. Do I need to say more? It's well written and funny with a passionate (although low steam) pairing. And ninjas! I managed to get a response from this author, unfortunately though there are no plans to re-release this story at the current time. But I've included the link to several of her books on Amazon. 


To decorate the post I had a varied collection of covers this time around. Only one had the m/m standard naked torsos and was discarded straight away (although the cute bunny almost made up for it - kidding, I preferred the wolf). Two are featured else where in this blog recently (or in the future). I chose two that I felt were atmospheric covers. Let me know which cover you think should have appeared.



Wednesday, 18 April 2018

RJ's Autism Blog tour

Autism Fact:  Dogs have been shown to improve autistic children’s quality of life, independence, and safety. The presence of a trained dog can reduce aggressive behavior, calm the child, and serve as a link to the child’s community.


The theme of this years blog hop is hopes and dreams. Wow, I feel like Miss World, you know, just without the sash, big hair, and perfect skin. I know I should wish for World Peace (TM) but I've lived long enough to know that is a futile gesture; there is always someone spoiling for a fight. Maybe..., no still too big. Hopes and dreams on a global scale seem futile, like that Miss World speech, it's too easy, too candy floss wishes to say I want peace in our time, acceptance for all, children to be able to grow to adulthood. I want all those things, of course I do, what right-minded person doesn't?

So maybe I need to rein it in, look closer to home. But it seems selfish to wish for happiness for me and mine and the kids in my life to grow up fulfilled and successful in their chosen field. For my writing to... Stop right there. This is what I was hoping to avoid.

Trying to make a difference on a global scale is too hard to grasp. But we can all do something every day to make a difference in someone's life. Treat people how you want to be treated. It's easy to say, not always accomplished. If I can raise a smile from someone who is stressing about workloads, or a word of encouragement where someone is struggling. Educate rather than argue when someone expresses a harmful opinion, you might only get through to one in ten, but that is a start. So, yeah, that's what I hope, that we can all do little things to make life better/easier/more understanding for others, and if we have to do it one person at a time, I'm ready.

And I really hope that this damn rewrite, Under the Radar, is ready to publish by the end of the year. And if I could do the entire thing in a dream, all the better

I have nothing fresh to pimp, no new release or cover reveal, since I am mired in said re-write. But since animals are mentioned in my fact and Theory Unproven will be heading to Kindle Unlimited on the 1st May I'm going to share the buy links for anyone who wants it on a different format.







Monday, 16 April 2018

Cover Reveal - Under Five by Michael War

COVER REVEAL



Book Title: Under Five

Author: Michael War

Cover Artist: Aisha Akeju

Genre/s: Gay, Contemporary, Urban Fantasy

Release Date: May 30, 2018



Blurb


Mike is good looking, charming, and has no trouble attracting men—as long as his clothes stay on. But the moment they come off, something always seems to go terribly wrong. When his sister takes him to a faith healer to fix the problem, he is provided with a spell—and left with a lot of doubts.

But after meeting Kevin, Mike decides to give the spell a try...




About the Author

Michael War is a writer whose real life tends to be on the boring side, which is why his imagination seems to float towards gay romance. Aside from writing about beautiful gay men of all types (bears, jocks, twinks) getting it on, he also enjoys writing poetry and screenplays. War holds an MFA in Creative Writing and plans to write more romance themed books in the near future. Follow him on Twitter (@michaelwar1) and Facebook (facebook.com/michaelwar1) for updates on upcoming stories or with any questions or comments. Or, you can read his blog for some mindless ramblings.


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Sunday, 15 April 2018

Release Blitz - Rising Tide: A Changing Tides Novel


RELEASE BLITZ


Book Title: Rising Tide: A Changing Tides Novel

Author: Bryce Winters

Publisher: Self Published

Cover Artist: Resplendent Media

Genre/s: MM Contemporary Romance

Length: 73,000 words

It's a standalone story. The first book in a trilogy (The Changing Tides Trilogy)



Blurb

The rising tide brings storms...

Harris Brewer has seen it all – and cut it open. As a cardiac surgeon, he's used to challenges, used to surprises. But when he's slapped with a high-profile malpractice suit the last thing he expects is to get shipped off to a tiny Oregon town to 'let the lawyers handle it.' Then he sees a big blonde hunk jogging down the street and realizes that maybe a hot vacation fling is just what the doctor ordered...

The rising tide brings change...

Never get involved with a tourist. That's been Reid Colburn's policy and it's served him well. They come, bring their money, and leave. That's good enough for his restaurant business – and his heart. But this new guy in town, he's something else. Reid can’t deny enjoying the relentless flirting. Too bad Dr. Stud is just passing through...

The rising tide erodes the past...

Despite being careful to avoid it, Reid finds himself on the brink of falling in love. They both knew this was a temporary thing, so why does it hurt so bad when Harris going back to Los Angeles becomes the inevitable reality? Maybe Reid shouldn't be fighting against the tide. Maybe he should just ride this stormy affair to wherever it leads...




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Excerpt

Reid left Harris to peruse the menu, refreshing drinks and chatting with other customers. But even while he remained busy, his attention stayed hung up on the newcomer. By the time he came back around to Harris, the man was staring at him again, chin resting in one hand, the other drumming a simple rhythm on the bar. Reid smiled at him, ignoring the swooping sensation in his stomach.

“What’ll it be?” Reid asked.

“Since I liked your first recommendation, I thought you could give me another,” Harris said, a suggestive smile playing on his lips.

Reid knew Harris meant something off-menu. Preferably in a bedroom. Reid also knew he should shut this down now. It had gone on too long already. He plastered on a distant but friendly smile and said, “Fish ‘n chips. We use rockfish, which has a richer fish flavor if that’s what you’re looking for. Cod can be a little bland. We have cod, too, if you’d prefer.”

Harris pushed the menu toward Reid, all traces of his flirtatious behavior gone. “That sounds good. The rockfish.”

Reid kept the smile on his face, though a hollow ache had suddenly bloomed behind his stomach. Disappointment. In himself for not going along with Harris' suggestive behavior and letting himself have a little fun. He was surprised to find that he wished he had given a different answer, that maybe the night could have taken a different turn for both of them. He resisted the urge to try and salvage it, to flirt back with Harris.

"Coming right up," Reid said instead, heading toward the kitchen.

Julie’s kitchen was on top of it tonight, and Harris’ order came up quickly. Harris ate in silence, though Reid felt the weight of those incredible eyes. They held a sad mystery in them, one that Reid wanted to discover. But Reid had his hands full with drink orders and customers at the bar, the night picking up rapidly. The Irish drinking songs had already begun in the dining room, much to Sasha’s chagrin.

"These men know nothing," she groused. Reid laughed. Sasha had immigrated from Russia only a short time ago. Reid didn’t know much of her past besides what Sasha had been willing to share. He knew she used to be a ballerina, but she remained stubbornly closed-lipped about the rest. Including the family she left behind. Her thick accent threw a lot of customers off at first, but she was generally friendly unless you said the wrong thing to the wrong person.

"They're still paying customers, Sasha," he said as she hefted another heavy tray full of beer.

She muttered something in Russian as she wandered off. Harris snorted and laughed at his end of the bar.

"She's got a mouth on her," he said.

"You understood that?" Reid asked, curious.

"Yeah," Harris said, finishing off his beer. Reid noticed that his plate was empty, with only a used lemon slice and a little bit of tartar left in its bowl.

Reid's curiosity and interest in the man ratcheted up ten-fold. It had been hard enough to convince himself to stick to his principles without Harris proving to be even more interesting.

Instead of asking Harris how he knew Russian or even what Sasha had said like he so desperately wanted to, Reid gathered Harris' plate and took it into the back. Then he printed Harris' tab and slid it his way with an easy smile.

"I hope you enjoy your stay in Seaside," he said and left Harris to it, though every ounce of his being screamed in protest as he walked away.

A few minutes later, well after Reid had watched Harris slip out the door without so much as a wave goodbye, Sasha picked up Harris’ receipt and let out a sharp curse in Russian. At least, Reid had always thought it was a curse. She said it a lot. Reid abandoned the drink he had been pouring and made his way to Sasha’s side.

"What is it?" he asked, looking over her shoulder. Then he choked on air as surprise shot through him.

Large loopy letters spelling out one-thousand dollars resided on the tip line.


About the Author 


Bryce Winters lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and two crazy cats.

She’s a professional tutor by day, writer by night, and loves helping students achieve their goals. When she's not writing, Bryce enjoys crocheting ridiculously large blankets and reading all the romance she can get her hands on.




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Friday, 13 April 2018

Fiction Friday got lost along the way

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Love the colours in this cover

It's been a while since I published a Fiction Friday post. To be fair RL and day job have both been hectic.

As you may have noticed audiobooks now have their own space in my Listen with Lillian posts, so they won't appear here anymore.

Right let's crack on with the recs. 

How to Raise an Honest Rabbit (Granby Knitting, #2) & Knitter in His Natural Habitat (Granby Knitting, #3) by Amy Lane - I really liked these two books. Jeremy's story in Rabbit was heartbreaking at times and the scope of his journey stretched from before the first book to during and then after. In Knitter, I liked that Stanley (a secondary character in the first book) got his HEA, and that we got a lot of interaction with previous characters, however I do think that it diluted Stanley and Johnny's relationship.

Set in Stone (Cray's Quarry #2) by Rachel Kane - Available in KU. This is more than a coming out story, and how different people deal with the revelation that their sexuality may not be what they've always thought. Karl carried this book for me. He was opinionated but somewhat adorable.

Cover ImageMyths, Moons, and Mayhem: Paranormal Gay Ménage and Erotic Romance by Dale Cameron Lowry - Anthology. This is a great collection of MMM stories in a variety of paranormal style. I enjoyed most of the stories but my favourites were Inside Man by Clare London (ghost) and The Cave by Dale Cameron Lowry (magic).

The Pride by Joe Glass - Issues 1-6. Fab Man collects together LGBTQ superheroes to make his own superhero team, The Pride. I loved it, the message, the representation not only for LGBTQ issues, but also HIV positivity. The issues were drawn by loads of different artists, which meant there were plenty of styles, some that I liked more than others.

I also read The Pride Adventures which is a several issues of short stories staring the characters from The Pride but they aren't a connected story arc like The Pride. Because of the nature of the issues there is a disconnect between the stories but there were some stories in this collection that I really enjoyed.

I've made no secret of the fact that I funded the recent kickstarter for the next issue of The Pride. And I can't wait to receive it in the post in the coming months.