Thursday, 24 May 2018

Listen with Lillian - Once Upon a Haunted Moor by Harper Fox



Narrated by Tim Gilbert
Length: 2 hrs and 57 mins
Once Upon a Haunted Moor cover art
Gideon Frayne has spent his whole working life as a policeman in the village of Dark on Bodmin Moor. It's not life in the fast lane, but he takes it very seriously, and his first missing-child case is eating him alive. When his own boss sends in a psychic to help with the case, he's gutted - he's a level-headed copper who doesn't believe in such things, and he can't help but think that the arrival of clairvoyant Lee Tyack is a comment on his failure to find the little girl. But Lee is hard to hate, no matter how Gideon tries. At first Lee's insights into the case make no sense, but he seems to have a window straight into Gideon's heart. Son of a Methodist minister, raised in a tiny Cornish village, Gideon has hidden his sexuality for years. It's cost him one lover, and he can't believe it when this green-eyed newcomer stirs up old feelings and starts to exert a powerful force of attraction. Gideon and Lee begin to work together on the case. But there are malignant forces at work in the sleepy little village of Dark, and not only human ones - Gideon is starting to wonder, against all common sense, if there might be some truth in the terrifying legend of the Bodmin Beast after all. As a misty Halloween night consumes the moor, Gideon must race against time to save not only the lost child but the man who's begun to restore his faith in his own heart.

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My Two Pennies Worth
This audiobook is book #1 in the Tyack & Frayne series. I look at my original review for the ebook and I find words like mysterious, evocative, creepy. And I have to say, they probably apply even more to the audio production.
Once Upon a Haunted Moor is set in a small Cornish village with Bodmin Moor as its backyard. A child has gone missing up on the moor and the local bobby, Gideon Frayne has had no luck in locating her. In an effort to try a new tack, a psychic, Lee Tyack has been called in to attempt to use his particular skills. At first this rubs Gideon up the wrong way, but mostly that is from a desire to protect the girl’s family from a charlatan and guilt at not finding her himself. But they soon find a way to work together, and more.
Gideon is a solid character, not easily spooked, and reliable. He’s been hiding in the closet, despite having been in a serious relationship previously, although it may have been a closet made of glass for all the good it did hiding the true nature of their relationship from the villagers.
Lee is a psychic, but he has other jobs, because finding lost children, or bodies, doesn’t pay the bills (because he doesn’t charge for those type of services). Lee is a good man, honest and not the type to give false hope. He’s also a man worth coming out of the closet for and Gideon does so in quite spectacular fashion (for him). Their romance progresses over a very short space of time but never once feels like instalove. At the end of the novella their relationship feels strong, a good basis to start something from, and if you never listened to another book in the series it is a solid place to end. But why would you, when there are so many more excellent stories to be told.
The narrator does an excellent job, imbuing the tale with an edge of mystery and the unknown. The MCs in particular have distinctively different voices and the accents convey those of really Cornish people that I’ve met.

All in all an excellent start to the series and I look forward to revisiting Tinsel Fish soon.

Wednesday, 23 May 2018

Cover reveal - Murder in New York by C.J. Baty


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Book Title: Murder in New York, The Pinkerton Man Series

Author: C.J. Baty

Cover Artist: Select-O-Grafix, LLC

Genre/s: M/M Mystery



Blurb
Coming back to New York to see her ailing father, Lizzie Ferguson did not expect to find him healthy and newly married to a much younger woman. She, also, didn’t expect to connect with an old lover and childhood friend or be accused of killing her father. But, life has a way of knocking you to your knees when you least expect it.

Stiles Long had always regretted that the killer, from his first case as a Pinkerton Agent, had got away. Now, in New York it was happening again. The Hotel Astor Bar was a meeting place for men who enjoyed the company of men. And, some of them were being brutally murdered. When one of the suspects from the original case appears at the hotel, Stiles is torn between his desire to stop a killer and kiss the man senseless.

Two different cases, but some of the faces overlap from one to the other. Stiles and Lizzie are in a race to discover who the killers are before another body gets added to the count.


About the Author




CJ Baty lives in southwest Ohio with her very patient husband and two encouraging children. Her heart however, lives in the mountains of Tennessee where she hopes to retire some day. The mountains have always provided her with inspiration and a soothing balm to the stresses of everyday life.

The dream of writing her own stories started in high school but was left on the back burner of life until her son introduced her to Fan Fiction and encouraged her to give it a try. She found that her passion for telling a story was still there and writing them down to share with others was much more thrilling than she had ever expected.

One thing she has learned from life and she is often heard to say is, “You are never too old to follow your dream!”

Release Blitz and Review - No Luck by Kayleigh Sky


RELEASE BLITZ


Book Title: No Luck

Author: Kayleigh Sky

Publisher: Kiss Drunk Books

Cover Artist: Kayleigh Sky

Genre/s: Contemporary / Suspense

Length: 109,200 words/508 pages


It is a standalone story.






Blurb



Careful what you wish for…



Close to landing a role in a sitcom he hopes will show his father he isn’t a failure, Vane Riley loses everything when his boyfriend dumps him and his father dies. With nowhere to turn, he heads home to regroup and help his sister, Rose, keep the family diner afloat. Trying to ease his grief with a guy in a bar seems like a good idea until the guy can’t get rid of him fast enough. The last thing Vane expects is for his one-night stand to appear at his dad’s funeral with a quirky tarot reader on his arm and a romantic history with Rose.



Doug Moore is a widower who isn’t ready to move on, but he can’t seem to get the clumsy guy he met the night before out of his thoughts. After helping Vane get back into the car he somehow locked himself out of, Doug figured he’d never see him again and can’t believe his lousy luck when Rose’s loser brother turns out to be the hookup he can’t stop thinking about. Doug is determined to keep his distance, but when Rose hires him to renovate the family home Vane is now living in, there’s not much chance of that happening.



Though Doug wants nothing more than to resist him, Vane ticks all his boxes. Clumsy, needy, sexy and… Oh yeah. Paranoid. Not for a minute does Doug believe somebody is out to hurt Vane despite the strange accidents that have befallen him since returning home, but Vane is sure somebody wants him dead.



Doug is solid and steady. Vane is emotional and imaginative. Nobody’s trying to kill him. Doug is sure of it…



At first.



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My Two Pennies Worth

Ah, Vane is kind of paranoid and nobody quite believes him when he claims someone is trying to kill him. But I did. And I picked out the responsible party quite early on (although one of the red herrings had me doubting myself) but what I couldn't work out was why.
Anyhow, I've jumped to the end of the book here, let's start at the beginning where Vane is living in LA trying to make it as an actor. But it's obvious from the beginning that his heart's not really in it, and he's sort of clumsy, and he really loves to cook. Then two things happen, he discovers his boyfriend is a cheat, and his dad--who he's never been able to please--dies. Cue him returning to the town he left years ago to find fame and fortune that never materialised. On the way into town he hooks up with a stranger, who turns out to be anything but.
Vane is a contradiction, he's clumsy and an actor. And yet at other times he graceful, and a pie cook. He's unapologetically gay, and according to his (ex) boyfriend this scuppered his career.
Doug has always hated the idea of Vane, so imagine how annoyed he is to find he's physically attracted to him. Doug's bisexual but since he was married to a woman for years he's never really come out.
This story starts as (sort of) enemies to lovers. There's some kinky sex (outdoors/lace panties/getting off on the thought that people can see) as they progress from a sex only relationship to something more. Just as they seem to be getting settled strange things start happening to Vane, but Vane's insistence that someone is out to get him seems far-fetched. It's far more likely his clumsiness, right?
Oh and I must give a shout out to the sister's kids, especially the young boy. I laughed out loud at his antics once he got comfortable with Vane. I was honestly sad that we didn't get more of the kids in the later part of the book.


Excerpt

The interior was dark, lit mostly by the glow of the TV.
Doug was pretty sure the guy at the table beside him was sound asleep. The dreariness of the place hit him out of the blue, and he had a feeling he was just punishing himself by staying. There were other places he could be, even sitting in a movie theater with Dorcas if he’d thought about it. But that ball of energy in his chest had brought him here.
He let his chair tip down just as the entrance door swung open and somebody in jeans and a jacket with a hoodie underneath stepped inand promptly tripped. After he righted himself, the guy fixed what had to be a glare at the raised section of weather stripping across the threshold.
Doug lifted his mug, laughing into it before he took a drink.
The newcomer headed to the bar and stood at the corner until the owner finished with another customer and turned to him. Doug couldn’t see the guy’s face in the shadows, but he heard the owner say, “Yeah?” in a surprised tone and a few words in return. “Real quick… couple miles.”
Doug doubted the owner responded to whatever the guy was talking about. A useful reply would need more than the “You gonna buy somethin’?” he came up with.
Doug finished his beer and kept his eye on them. Maybe the owner made the guy nervous because the money he dug out of his pocket flew everywhere but on the counter.
“Shoot.”
The almost curse rang loud and clear. Doug grinned as the guy chased the rolling coins, picked up a couple, turned around, and bent over again.
Nice. Cute little bottom in those worn-out jeans.
Doug watched him step back to the corner of the bar and count his coins. The owner shook his head. Doug sighed, guessing the guy didn’t have enough money and the owner wouldn’t cut him any slack. What an asshole. Doug wasn’t coming to this place anymore. It had always been sketchy, but now it was a dreary, low-class dump.
He stood and strode to the bar. “Another one. For him too.”
The guy raised his head from his pile of money, and Doug got his first good look at his face. He startled. “Jesus, are you okay?”
The guy frowned, looking cute as hell as he tried to figure out Doug’s question.
Doug pointed at his own cheek. The poor light hid a lot, but he thought the guy blushed. And then he… giggled. A real-live giggle. Doug couldn’t help but laugh. Of all the weird things. Though from the twitches running through the guy, his giggle was clearly a result of his nerves. Doug liked that. Meg had been shy too.
“Kick-boxing.”
The words took a moment to register. Doug lifted the beer the bartender set down and motioned with his chin at the other one. The guy picked it up, nodded, and took a swallow. His sigh sounded happy.
“I didn’t think kicking people in the face was allowed,” Doug said. He didn’t for a minute believe the guy had gotten his bruises in a kickboxing match.
“Well, it was an accident. I’m kind of clumsy.”
No kidding. “Glad I have no interest in contact sports.” No, Doug was a baseball kind of guy and lazy about working out. His job was physical, and he put muscle on without even trying.
“I quit,” the guy said.
“Better part of valor,” Doug murmured.
A slow smile lit the guy’s face. “Caution is preferable to rash bravery,” he added to the quote. “You’re a Shakespeare fan.”
Doug hid his surprise with a nod. The guy was beautiful and charming and familiar, but Doug drew a blank trying to figure out where he’d seen him before. “Are you from around here?”
That changed things. The smile flattened, and the guy pulled back.
“Just visiting. My car broke down. Well, not actually broke down. I got out and dropped my keys.” He gave a blustery-sounding laugh. “Now I’m locked out.”
“I can jimmy it.”
The guy stared at him with his mouth half open. The pink of his tongue showed. Damn. Heat built between Doug’s legs. He shifted on his stool as his lust bloomed, a sensation he’d almost forgotten about. He hooked up with willing partners to expend some energy, but to be honest, attraction wasn’t usually a big part of it.
“Are you a car thief?” the guy asked, shrugging his jacket off.
“Right.”
The smile came back. “Just checking.”
The guy shifted to the stool between them and his hair swung, the dark ends brushing the tops of his shoulders. He tucked it behind his ears, then pushed up the sleeves of his hoodie. He had holes in his lobes but no earrings, and a tattoo of a sun done in black ink decorated the inside of a wrist.
Doug rocked forward, feeling the pressure on his balls, and set his elbow on the counter. “Drink up. I’ll take you to your car.”
The guy nodded. “That’d be great. I was going to call someone, but my phone’s broken.”
Of course it was. This guy screamed total disaster. “What’s your name?”
A whisper of a hesitation preceded his smile. “Ethan.”
Ethan. A nice name, but it wasn’t his. Or maybe it was his middle name. Interesting. Doug wasn’t afraid of him and didn’t think he was a psycho serial killer or anything. When it came down to it though, he probably couldn’t pick a serial killer out of a crowd to save his life. But this guy looked friendly, a little nervous, and a lot needy.
The perfect storm for Doug. He stuck out his hand. “I’m Doug.”
Warm fingers gripped his, and a jolt like a zap from a live wire shot up his arm and down his spine. Ethan’s mouth opened again, a slight part, the pink of his tongue a glimmer inside. “Nice to meet you, Doug.”
“You too.”
He wanted to do more than meet him though. He wanted to plant himself inside him. Ethan’s eyes widened as Doug stared at him, his pupils stretching to the edges of his irises. He flicked his lip with his tongue, picked up his beer, and chugged it.
“Want another?” Doug asked.
Ethan set his mug down. “Sure.”
Doug raised two fingers. “So whadda you do?”
“Write. I’m a writer.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Well, wannabe. I don’t have anything out, yet.”
“You will if you keep at it. That’s impressive. I have a tough time writing a two-page proposal.”
“What kind of proposal?”
“Job proposals. I own a construction company. We do mostly renos and additions.”
“Oh, that’s cool. Like the Property Brothers.”
Without the brother. Or the money. Or the fame. Doug nodded and pressed his lips into a smile. “Exactly.”
Ethan grinned. “I love those shows. I can barely use a hammer.”
“Somehow I think your thumbs thank you for not trying.”
Ethan gaped. Then he inhaled as though to speak but laughed first instead. “Okay. Okay. That’s probably true.”
His hand rested on the counter, and Doug wanted to touch it. The fingers lay flat, long, and slender. The thumb twitched, and Ethan curled it under his palm.
He was elegant and clumsy. And interested in Doug. Heat glowed in his eyes.
Doug pointed a finger at the beer. “Finish up. Let’s get out of here.”
Ethan swallowed. “Yeah. Okay.”
After he drank the rest of his beer and tugged his coat on, Doug gestured to the back door. “This way.”
They went down a short hall to a door painted the same black as the walls. Doug opened it and looked back. A hesitant smile greeted him and a flutter of panic stirred in Doug’s belly. Too sweet.
He knew with perfect certainty he should bail and also that he wasn’t going to.






About the Author 


Kayleigh Sky is an m/m romance writer of complex stories of love and redemption that always end in happily ever after. Love matters, and everyone counts.



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Book Blast - Rip Cord by Jeanne St. James


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Book Title: Rip Cord: The Complete Trilogy

Author: Jeanne St. James

Publisher: Self Published

Cover Artist: EmCat Designs

Genre/s: Contemporary Romance, MM Sports Romance

Length: 198 paperback pages 



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Blurb



The Reunion



Gil Davis hated high school. Ever the geek, he has no intentions of attending his 10th year class reunion. The last thing he wants is to relive the taunting and teasing he received during his teenage years. However, there is one thing he misses from high school: the star Varsity football player. The one he had a crush on from the first day he laid eyes on him. But the last thing he expects is the now pro football player to come back to their hometown to attend a lame high school reunion. Known as the Bad Boy of the NFL, Ripley “Rip” Cord, not only shows up, but shows up without a date and an eye for Gil.



The Weekend



Geek Gil Davis hasn’t heard a word from NFL player, Rip Cord, since hooking up at their class reunion. Then Rip calls him unexpectedly, he’s taking Gil to his cabin for a weekend of erotic exploration.



The Ever After



When Rip Cordis kicked out of the NFL, he shows up unexpectedly at Gil Davis’ front door. With his career over, Rip’s finally ready for a future with Gil, if Gil’s willing to give him another chance.






Excerpt



Ripley “Rip” Cord was just as tall as Gil remembered. Around five inches taller than him, not that Gil was a squirt. The football player was at least six foot two.



And every inch of him was muscle. Not lean muscle, but heavy muscle. Heavy, rounded, lickable muscle.



Gil glanced at Katie. “You’re drooling.”



Katie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “As if you aren’t.”



Gil snagged her wrist and backpedaled until he rammed into something hard. It was the table with the place settings.



Gil peered over Katie’s shoulder to see if his klutziness had caught Rip’s attention.



Luckily it hadn’t. The man was completely surrounded by their old classmates clamoring for his attention.



Throughout the years, he’d followed Rip’s career in the newspapers, on the evening news, on ESPN.



And in the tabloids.



Rip was well-known. Unfortunately it was as the “bad boy” of the National Football League. He started out with a great career in the NFL, drafted straight out of college. He was one of the best wide receivers in the league, but it was all his rumored problems that kept him in the spotlight, not his stats.



And that famous wide receiver was here. Now.



“C’mon, Katie! Don’t stare.”



“Why?”



“Because—”



“Jesus, Gilly, because you have a crush on him!”



Heat crawled up Gil’s neck. He was glad the lights were turned down in the gymnasium. He didn’t want anyone seeing him blush.



Hell, he was twenty-eight years old. He shouldn’t be blushing. He felt seventeen all over again.



He pulled away from Katie to study the name cards remaining on the table. Of course, he read the same card over and over before Katie squealed.



“Oh. My. God.Here he comes!”



Gil nervously tugged Katie next to his side and threw an arm haphazardly around her shoulders.



“Ouch,” she yelped as her curly red hair got caught on the button of his cuff.



“Sorry,” he whispered and straightened up just as Rip arrived at the table.



Gil swore he saw spots. He was not going to faint. He was not going to faint.



His knees buckled, and he grabbed for the nearest solid thing: Rip.



Rip grasped his forearm and held Gil steady. “You all right, buddy?”



Gil looked up—and up—into deep blue eyes. Eyes he had never forgotten. To this day they haunted his dreams.



Dreams he usually woke up from with a raging hard-on.



Gil opened his mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Rip smacked him hard on the back.



“Are you sure you’re okay?”



Gil nodded.



“Did you find your name card yet?” Rip asked, flashing him a bright, white smile.



Gil shook his head.



Rip moved closer, almost hip to hip with Gil, to study the table of white folded cardstock. Gil fought the urge to lean in and nuzzle the larger man's neck, inhaling his manly scent. Roll around in it like a dog.



Hell, he'd probably end up sporting a black eye if he tried.









About the Author



JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling romance author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing. Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here.



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Tuesday, 22 May 2018

Release Blitz - The Little Things by Jay Northcote




Buy Links: Amazon US | Amazon UK - Currently on Sale for 2.99

Length: 75,000 words approx.

Cover Design: Garrett Leigh @ Black Jazz Design

Blurb

Sometimes it’s the little things in life that make you appreciate what you have.
There are lots of things that brighten Joel’s life. His three-year-old daughter Evie is one. His close relationship with her mother, his best friend from university, is another. Joel’s boyfriend, Dan, adds spice to his child-free nights, and Joel is pretty happy with how things are.

One cold and rainy night, everything changes. Joel’s life is turned upside-down when he becomes a full-time dad to Evie, and his previously carefree relationship with Dan cracks under the strain.

Meeting Liam, who acts as if getting hurt isn’t a foregone conclusion, shakes Joel to the core. Their attraction is mutual, and Liam makes no secret of how serious he is about Joel. But Joel is wary. He tells himself he’s keeping Liam at a distance for Evie’s sake, when really he’s protecting his own heart. Taking a chance on this new relationship with Liam may seem a small step—a little thing—but is it one Joel can take after losing so much already?




Author Bio


Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England. He comes from a family of writers, but always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed him by. He spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content.


One day, Jay decided to try and write a short story—just to see if he could—and found it rather addictive. He hasn’t stopped writing since.


Jay writes contemporary romance about men who fall in love with other men. He has five books published by Dreamspinner Press, and also self-publishes under the imprint Jaybird Press. Many of his books are now available as audiobooks.


Jay is transgender and was formerly known as she/her.


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Monday, 21 May 2018

Book Blast and Review - The King's Sun by Isaac Grisham




Book Title: The King’s Sun (The Brass Machine #1)

Author: Isaac Grisham

Publisher: Cooper Blue Books, LLC

Cover Artist: Dissect Designs

Genre/s: Fantasy and LGBT

Length: 95,000 words/298 pages





Blurb

Prince Kitsune trained all his life to become a leader in the king’s wars for supremacy, but the fearsome monarch dashes those dreams and banishes his devoted son. Not all is lost—to reclaim his birthright, Kitsune must kill the son of his father's rival. A son possessed by fiery magic.

Outside of the capital walls for the first time, Kitsune struggles to survive accursed wilderness and political intrigue while executing his mission. He meets the enigmatic, dark-haired Myobu and discovers magical Yokai spirits, dark family secrets, and strange new feelings for his companion.

As the two men forge a path through the region, an unrealized and dangerous magic blossoms within Kitsune. It is the mysterious power of the Yokai spirits, capable of unspeakable destruction, and it grows stronger with each passing day. Could he use this gift to slay his target, or would it destroy all that he loves?

Prince Kitsune is banished from his homeland. To reclaim his birthright, he must kill the son of his father's rival. A son possessed by fiery magic. While executing his mission, he meetings dark-haired Myobu and discovers magical Yokai spirits, dark family secrets, and strange new feelings for his companion.





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My Two Pennies Worth

I’m conflicted. I really enjoyed this book, but, given a choice I wouldn’t have read it now. This is book #1 and, whilst it doesn’t finish on what I would call a cliffhanger (i.e. the MCs aren’t in imminent physical danger) it doesn’t end in a positive place for either of the MCs or their relationship.  There is no indication on the book’s blurb that this is only part of the story, or how many books the story is broken down into (I’m betting 3 because this is fantasy).
That said I would highly recommend this book and look forward to reading the rest of the story.
As I said earlier this is fantasy with kings and princes, castles and magic, and mystical beings. But as I read I also got the impression that this was our future, that the civilisation that imploded thousands of sun cycles ago was our present or something similar.
The writing is good and I enjoyed the world-building. I’m surprised that this appears to be the author’s first published work.

But what of the MCs. Firstly we actually get 3 POVs in this story, although one is scare and intermittent. The first POV is Prince Kitsune, and he’s the main protagonist in this story. In part this is a story of discovery for the prince, for himself and of his heritage, and his struggles between doing his duty to his King (and father) and what is best for his country and their neighbours. And doing the best for is heart. The second POV is a Captain of the King’s army, Saxma. Because of his introduction as a POV character I was concerned he might be the other MC. Concerned because he is a ruthless character and he rapes (off page) Kitsune at the beginning of the book. Thankfully he isn’t the other MC, that is the third POV character, Myobu, who whilst an endearing, almost selfless character, is also an unreliable narrator. In this I think the author would have been better served to only show their story from Kisune’s POV, because there was no need for Myobu to withhold the information from himself (and thereby the reader) and it is information that I worked out the moment they met. Not that forewarned is forearmed in these situation, the event still slayed me when it happened and I’m typing now with the residuals of a ‘sobbing’ headache.

All in all, an interesting and entertaining read with engaging MCs. I look forward to getting my hands on the next book and hope it won’t be too long in the waiting.  


Excerpt

Inari Palace had been the center of the Kitsunetsuki Kingdom for well over nine centuries. If its people had always regarded it to represent a place to fear, Prince Kitsune could not tell. What he did know for certain was that his father, King Oni, was a powerful man who deserved the fear and respect given unto him.

Kitsune shared in the people’s reverence of King Oni of the Asher lineage. It was said that Oni’s father had fallen in love with and married one of the beautiful Yokai spirits that purportedly inhabited the land around Inari Palace. While Kitsune was doubtful that such spirits existed, he knew the mythology of his people’s religious beliefs. The offspring of such a pairing tended to manifest heightened intelligence and magical abilities that increased in complexity with age. The motives of such individuals were a mystery, and their agendas were unlike those of ordinary people. This allegedly stemmed from a lack of human morals.

No one had ever witnessed King Oni displaying acts of magic, but his wisdom and cleverness were renowned beyond the borders of Kitsunetsuki, as were his skills in war and battle. With his combined talents, two successful military campaigns had already been waged under his reign, resulting in the conquering of the Mogo Empire to the south and the Ruio Territory to the northeast. A third campaign was rumored to be launched within the next sun cycle. It was Kitsune’s greatest desire to fight alongside his father this time around.

Whether it was from the constant state of warfare or the demands of ruling the vast and expanding domain, King Oni was a man rarely seen by even his closest advisors. As a child, Kitsune looked forward to his birthdays not for the presents, but rather because they were the rare days his father would most certainly present himself—assuming he was not leading the military elsewhere. As he matured, Kitsune saw the king less and less often. Now he only knew his father existed from the messages, requests, and gifts sent via servants.

Such remoteness did not temper Kitsune’s admiration of his father. It only solidified his notion that the numerous obligations of running the kingdom could only be handled by a man as judicious and dutiful as the king. Understanding that such responsibilities demanded considerable time, Kitsune willingly accepted his position in his father’s life. Though they both resided within the palace, it had been well over a sun cycle since they’d seen each other face to face.

This was why it came as such a surprise when Kitsune was awoken late one morning by a servant knocking on his chamber doors with a simple message: King Oni demands your presence immediately.

About the Author


Ever since his elementary school librarian made his short story about a sick dog available for checkout, Isaac had wanted to be a writer. A lot of words had been put to paper since then, including tales about dinosaurs, space travels, and the afterlife. The King's Sun, the first part of The Brass Machine, is his first published work.


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Saturday, 19 May 2018

Cover Reveal - Three-Man Advantage by Ariel Bishop


COVER REVEAL


Book Title: Three-Man Advantage

Author: Ariel Bishop

Cover Artist: Ariel Bishop

Genre/s: Sports Romance, Hockey Romance



Blurb

He can’t choose...

Leadership and setting an upstanding example are everything to Wisconsin Wendigos captain David Dickson. On ice, he’s got it all together. Off ice? Not so much. For years he’s been pining for not one, but both of the loyal alternate captains who’ve stood by him through thick and thin.

They’ve always had his back…

Sasha Ivanov and Bo McAllister have always seemed more into each other then into their captain. But when the stress of the season starts affecting David, they’re more than willing to step up and help him deal with it--by whatever means necessary.

He can’t resist...

When Sasha and Bo offer him everything he’s been wanting, David can’t say no, even though he knows it comes with an expiration date. But the more he finds himself fitting into their life, the more he wants what he knows he can’t have.

Can Sasha and Bo find room in their hearts for one more person? Will David let them bring him into their life? Or are these captains doomed to remain just teammates?

Find out in this steamy sports romance novel, featuring a team captain who’s too stubborn for his own good, a defenceman with a heart of gold, and a goalie who never has a problem using his words.


About the Author

Ariel Bishop is an American romance and erotica author who feels strongly that all love triangles are best resolved through healthy polyamory. She has been a reader of romantic and erotic fiction for the entirety of her adult life and draws on that experience as well as her own imagination to create original erotic stories. She lives in the Ozarks with her partners and their children, plus two bunnies that rejoice in the names Reginald von Pancakes and Snickers.