'I love you' is just the beginning of the story.

Jenna Galicki’s Branded (Bulletproof #2) and Giveaway!

 

Title: Branded
Series: Bulletproof #2
Author: Jenna Galicki
Genre: M/M Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 4, 2016

 

Blurb
It was a chance meeting in paradise that caused them to cross paths. Destiny brought them together.These two alpha males met with the force of a head-on collision. Sirens went off and lit up their hearts faster than a flashfire. But now that they’re living in the real world, everything isn’t as easy as anticipated. Other than their strong-willed and dominant personalities, they couldn’t be more opposite.

As the front man for a world-famous heavy metal band, Brandon Bullet lives in the spotlight. He thrives on the attention of his fans and wild parties that all rock stars are accustomed to.

The free-spirited attitude and uninhibited lifestyle that is so natural to Brandon totally contradicts with Cameron Douglas’ anal-retentive, structured mindset. Spurred on by a thirst for adventure, Cameron’s ready to leave behind his sedate, low-key life, but he’s unprepared for the rock star’s world of free sex, drugs, and non-stop parties.

Concessions aren’t always easy when thrust into a new relationship, especially with two head-strong men who constantly challenge one another. Add time apart from Bulletproof’s promotional tour, and it’s another layer of adjustment to contend with that just may push this new relationship too far.
ADD TO GOODREADS

 

Purchase Links

 

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

 

Excerpt

Cam gave the dog one last pat on the back, then turned his gaze on Brandon. He walked through the long entry hall with a swagger, which is why Brandon remained a good 10 feet away. He pretended it was because he didn’t want to get knocked over by a rambunctious 90-pound Lab, but he really wanted to see Cam’s long legs stride down the hall in that fucking hot as hell business suit. Tonight’s ensemble was navy blue with a lavender tie, which Cam had already loosened, and the top button of his shirt was open. As Cam sauntered closer, Brandon’s eyes kept falling to that sweet spot at the center of Cam’s throat that was peeking out of his shirt collar.

Cam gave Brandon the standard greeting – a rough set of hands holding Brandon’s face still while a thick, hungry tongue told him how much he was missed all day, but Brandon’s thoughts were on Cam’s neck. He grabbed hold of Cam’s wrists and pulled them lower. Cam thought it meant Brandon wanted to be groped, but he just wanted to suck the soft flesh of Cam’s throat.

The moan that echoed in the hallway was a mixture of both Brandon and Cam’s voices, which spun together like a harmonized melody.

“Was this my surprise?” Cam asked in wispy voice. “Because I’m not surprised at all that you have this effect on me.”

 

 

 

Also Available

 

AMAZON US / UK
Also by Jenna Galicki

 

RADICAL ROCK STARS SERIES#1 The Prince of Punk Rock

#2 Between A Rock and A Hard Place
#3 Punk Rock Resurrection
#4 Rock Star Redemption
#5 Punk Rock-A-Bye Baby
Jealousy (A Stand-Alone Novel)

 

Author Bio
Jenna Galicki writes in multiple genres including m/m/f, m/f, and m/m. She is predominantly known for her Radical Rock Stars Series. The Prince of Punk Rock (Radical Rock Stars Book 1) was a finalist in the 2015 Bisexual Book Awards.

Jenna is a strong advocate for LGBT rights and marriage equality. A native New Yorker, she recently relocated to Southern California with her husband and two dogs. She’s a Rottweiler enthusiast and an avid music buff.

When she’s not hunched over a computer, you can find her front row at a rock concert.

Author Links
WEBSITE
FACEBOOK PAGE
 FACEBOOK PROFILE

Jenna Galicki – Branded: Bulletproof Release Day and Giveaway

Jenna Galicki’s hot new release, Bulletproof, releases today! And, OMG, what a cover! I can’t wait to read this one. Jenna writes amazing rock stars, and I’m looking forward to getting into this new series. Congratulations, Jenna! Oh, and don’t forget to scroll down to the bottom to enter the Rafflecopter giveaway. -Shira

Title: Branded
Series: Bulletproof #2
Author: Jenna Galicki
Genre: M/M Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 4, 2016

 

Blurb

It was a chance meeting in paradise that caused them to cross paths. Destiny brought them together.These two alpha males met with the force of a head-on collision. Sirens went off and lit up their hearts faster than a flashfire. But now that they’re living in the real world, everything isn’t as easy as anticipated. Other than their strong-willed and dominant personalities, they couldn’t be more opposite.

As the front man for a world-famous heavy metal band, Brandon Bullet lives in the spotlight. He thrives on the attention of his fans and wild parties that all rock stars are accustomed to.

The free-spirited attitude and uninhibited lifestyle that is so natural to Brandon totally contradicts with Cameron Douglas’ anal-retentive, structured mindset. Spurred on by a thirst for adventure, Cameron’s ready to leave behind his sedate, low-key life, but he’s unprepared for the rock star’s world of free sex, drugs, and non-stop parties.

Concessions aren’t always easy when thrust into a new relationship, especially with two head-strong men who constantly challenge one another. Add time apart from Bulletproof’s promotional tour, and it’s another layer of adjustment to contend with that just may push this new relationship too far.
ADD TO GOODREADS

 

 

Purchase Links

 

AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

 

Excerpt

Cam gave the dog one last pat on the back, then turned his gaze on Brandon. He walked through the long entry hall with a swagger, which is why Brandon remained a good 10 feet away. He pretended it was because he didn’t want to get knocked over by a rambunctious 90-pound Lab, but he really wanted to see Cam’s long legs stride down the hall in that fucking hot as hell business suit. Tonight’s ensemble was navy blue with a lavender tie, which Cam had already loosened, and the top button of his shirt was open. As Cam sauntered closer, Brandon’s eyes kept falling to that sweet spot at the center of Cam’s throat that was peeking out of his shirt collar.

Cam gave Brandon the standard greeting – a rough set of hands holding Brandon’s face still while a thick, hungry tongue told him how much he was missed all day, but Brandon’s thoughts were on Cam’s neck. He grabbed hold of Cam’s wrists and pulled them lower. Cam thought it meant Brandon wanted to be groped, but he just wanted to suck the soft flesh of Cam’s throat.

The moan that echoed in the hallway was a mixture of both Brandon and Cam’s voices, which spun together like a harmonized melody.

 
“Was this my surprise?” Cam asked in wispy voice. “Because I’m not surprised at all that you have this effect on me.”

 

 

 

Also Available

 

AMAZON US / UK
Also by Jenna Galicki

 

RADICAL ROCK STARS SERIES#1 The Prince of Punk Rock

#2 Between A Rock and A Hard Place
#3 Punk Rock Resurrection
#4 Rock Star Redemption
#5 Punk Rock-A-Bye Baby
Jealousy (A Stand-Alone Novel)

 

Author Bio

Jenna Galicki writes in multiple genres including m/m/f, m/f, and m/m. She is predominantly known for her Radical Rock Stars Series. The Prince of Punk Rock (Radical Rock Stars Book 1) was a finalist in the 2015 Bisexual Book Awards.

Jenna is a strong advocate for LGBT rights and marriage equality. A native New Yorker, she recently relocated to Southern California with her husband and two dogs. She’s a Rottweiler enthusiast and an avid music buff.

When she’s not hunched over a computer, you can find her front row at a rock concert.

Author Links
WEBSITE
FACEBOOK PAGE
 FACEBOOK PROFILE

Flash Sale Monday: Take Two is 25% Off!

header_bannerThere’s a flash sale today only at Dreamspinner Press. You can pick up any new release for 25% off list price. That’s including my brand new novel, Take Two!

TakeTwoFS_v1Take Two is a sweet and funny story about getting a second chance at love. Some angst, some adventure, hot sex, and lots of silliness and romance.

Wesley’s a slightly uptight college history professor. Sam is a Hollywood superstar. Entirely different personalities, but they fit well together. At least they did until Sam’s career took him away from Wesley and their life in New York City. Wesley’s the first one to admit he still loves Sam, but his heart has just started to heal and he’s doing his best to move on. Sam, on the other hand, knows he wants Wesley back and he’s willing to grovel if he needs to.

Sam conspires to take a role in a less than D quality movie about a pirate that’s being filmed on location at the North Carolina coast, and manages to trick Wesley into consulting on the movie. But will Sam’s over the top antics to get Wesley back work? Maybe. Maybe not.

I hope Take Two will leave you with a big smile on your face! -Shira

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Blurb: Shiver me timbers! When Professor Wesley Coolidge accepts a summer job as a historical consultant to a pirate movie being filmed in North Carolina, the last person he expects to bump into is his soon-to-be-ex, movie star Sander Carson. Just like the flamboyant pirate he’s playing, Sander, aka Sam Carr, is used to getting what he wants, and he makes it clear he wants Wesley back in his life.

Sam acknowledges it’s his fault they split up. He lost Wesley when he left their life in New York City behind for a career in Hollywood. But Wesley has finally managed to put the pieces of his heart back together, and he isn’t interested in Sam and Wesley: The Sequel. Sam soon realizes that convincing Wesley to give their relationship a second chance will take much more than apologies and reminders of good times past. If he wants Wesley back, Sam will have to show Wesley that they really can sail into the sunset together—a real-life happily-ever-after that won’t end once the final credits roll.

Buy Links:

Dreamspinner: https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/take-two-by-shira-anthony-7477-b

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Take-Two-Shira-Anthony-ebook/dp/B01KPU7CU0

ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-taketwo-2089463-149.html

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/take-two-shira-anthony/1124416760?ean=2940156863518

 

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Author Bio: Shira Anthony was a professional opera singer in her last incarnation, performing roles in such operas as Tosca, Pagliacci, and La Traviata, among others. She’s given up TV for evenings spent with her laptop, and she never goes anywhere without a pile of unread M/M romance on her Kindle.

Shira is married with two children and two insane dogs, and when she’s not writing, she is usually in a courtroom trying to make the world safer for children. When she’s not working, she can be found at the Carolina coast aboard Land’s Zen, a 35’ catamaran sailboat, with her favorite sexy captain at the wheel.

Shira can be found on:

Facebook: www.facebook.com/shira.anthony

Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/author/show/4641776.Shira_Anthony

Twitter: @WriterShira

Website: www.shiraanthony.com

E-mail: shiraanthony@hotmail.com

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Excerpt from Take Two:

The setup – The night before, Wesley realized Sam set him up. Wesley drank a little too much, and he wakes up on Bald Head Island where the film he’s agreed to consult on is being shot. He doesn’t really remember getting to the island, but he remembers what happened before he passed out….

When Wesley finally made his way to the sink to splash some cold water on his face, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and cringed.

Reminder to self: don’t drink when Sam is around. He repeated this thought several times as he trimmed his beard and mustache. Sam was dangerous enough without the booze.

Wesley made it downstairs a half an hour later, slightly less rickety after having showered and shaved. The smell of coffee grew stronger the closer he got to what he guessed was the kitchen. He walked through the living room into the kitchen and—

“Morning, sunshine!”

Wesley grabbed a countertop to steady himself as his heart slammed against his ribs and his head began to pound again. “Shit. Sam. You scared the crap out of me.”

“Sorry.” Sam appeared only slightly remorseful.

“What are you doing here?”

“Making you coffee?” Sam offered Wesley a large mug, which Wesley took. The coffee smelled incredible, dark with a hint of chicory. Splash of milk, hint of sugar.

Of course he knows what kind of coffee you like—he made it for you every day for years.

“Thank you.” Wesley took a long sip. A few more cups and he’d feel human again.

“One step closer to your happy place?” Sam turned back to the stove.

Wesley ignored the question and drank some more. Sam had always been a morning person. He’d been a night person too, when Wesley really thought about it. Sam was always up. Always happy. Irritatingly so. Then again, if those were pancakes Sam was cooking, Wesley was inclined to forgive him his cheerfulness.

Sure enough, Sam handed him a plate full of Sam’s special sourdough flapjacks. A small bouquet of wildflowers at the center of the table created a burst of color in the otherwise white kitchen. Sam had probably picked them himself. The flowering stalks of rosemary interspersed with the blooms smelled really good.

Fuck. It was hard to complain when Sam was doting on him. “Sam, I really don’t need—”

“I’m just making sure you eat,” Sam said, pointing to the table.

Sam had always worried too much about him, like he was some delicate flower in need of protection. The reality was that Wesley had always been as healthy as a horse, and at six feet tall and 190 pounds, he was hardly a shrinking violet. Maybe compared to Sam’s six-foot-three-inch frame and 230 pounds of muscle, he wasn’t Superman, but…. “Sammy,” Wesley warned.

“I know, I know, I’m leaving,” Sam said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “I’ve got an early makeup call anyhow. I just wanted to make sure you had something to eat.” He set the remaining flapjacks on the table.

Wesley repressed a sigh. “Thank you.” Whatever he and Sam were to each other—or weren’t—Sam was a good man.

“Someone will be by around ten to take you to the set.” Sam was out the door a second later. “See ya!”

Wesley rubbed the bridge of his nose and released a slow breath. If he was going to make it through the summer, he needed to relax. Sam was old news.

Wesley reached for one of the pancakes and nibbled his way around the crispy edge. Fuck. The man can cook. He sighed as he savored the soft interior, allowing the slightly sweet fluffiness to flood his mouth. Heaven. Okay, so Sam was old news, but Wesley could still enjoy the pancakes, couldn’t he?

 

Release Day for “Take Two”!

TakeTwoFS_v1Today is release day for Take Two  from Dreamspinner Press. I’m so excited to share this new novel with readers – I hope it will leave you with a big smile at the end!

Take Two is a sweet and funny story about getting a second chance at love. Some angst, some adventure, hot sex, and lots of silliness and romance.

Wesley’s a slightly uptight college history professor. Sam is a Hollywood superstar. Entirely different personalities, but they fit well together. At least they did until Sam’s career took him away from Wesley and their life in New York City. Wesley’s the first one to admit he still loves Sam, but his heart has just started to heal and he’s doing his best to move on. Sam, on the other hand, knows he wants Wesley back and he’s willing to grovel if he needs to.

Sam conspires to take a role in a less than D quality movie about a pirate that’s being filmed on location at the North Carolina coast, and manages to trick Wesley into consulting on the movie. But will Sam’s over the top antics to get Wesley back work? Maybe. Maybe not.

I hope Take Two  will leave you with a big smile on your face! -Shira

TakeTwo_headerbanner

Blurb: Shiver me timbers! When Professor Wesley Coolidge accepts a summer job as a historical consultant to a pirate movie being filmed in North Carolina, the last person he expects to bump into is his soon-to-be-ex, movie star Sander Carson. Just like the flamboyant pirate he’s playing, Sander, aka Sam Carr, is used to getting what he wants, and he makes it clear he wants Wesley back in his life.

Sam acknowledges it’s his fault they split up. He lost Wesley when he left their life in New York City behind for a career in Hollywood. But Wesley has finally managed to put the pieces of his heart back together, and he isn’t interested in Sam and Wesley: The Sequel. Sam soon realizes that convincing Wesley to give their relationship a second chance will take much more than apologies and reminders of good times past. If he wants Wesley back, Sam will have to show Wesley that they really can sail into the sunset together—a real-life happily-ever-after that won’t end once the final credits roll.

Buy Links:

Dreamspinner: https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/take-two-by-shira-anthony-7477-b

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Take-Two-Shira-Anthony-ebook/dp/B01KPU7CU0

ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-taketwo-2089463-149.html

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/take-two-shira-anthony/1124416760?ean=2940156863518

 

TakeTwo_headerbanner

Author Bio: Shira Anthony was a professional opera singer in her last incarnation, performing roles in such operas as Tosca, Pagliacci, and La Traviata, among others. She’s given up TV for evenings spent with her laptop, and she never goes anywhere without a pile of unread M/M romance on her Kindle.

Shira is married with two children and two insane dogs, and when she’s not writing, she is usually in a courtroom trying to make the world safer for children. When she’s not working, she can be found at the Carolina coast aboard Land’s Zen, a 35’ catamaran sailboat, with her favorite sexy captain at the wheel.

Shira can be found on:

Facebook: www.facebook.com/shira.anthony

Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/author/show/4641776.Shira_Anthony

Twitter: @WriterShira

Website: www.shiraanthony.com

E-mail: shiraanthony@hotmail.com

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Excerpt from Take Two:

The setup – The night before, Wesley realized Sam set him up. Wesley drank a little too much, and he wakes up on Bald Head Island where the film he’s agreed to consult on is being shot. He doesn’t really remember getting to the island, but he remembers what happened before he passed out….

When Wesley finally made his way to the sink to splash some cold water on his face, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and cringed.

Reminder to self: don’t drink when Sam is around. He repeated this thought several times as he trimmed his beard and mustache. Sam was dangerous enough without the booze.

Wesley made it downstairs a half an hour later, slightly less rickety after having showered and shaved. The smell of coffee grew stronger the closer he got to what he guessed was the kitchen. He walked through the living room into the kitchen and—

“Morning, sunshine!”

Wesley grabbed a countertop to steady himself as his heart slammed against his ribs and his head began to pound again. “Shit. Sam. You scared the crap out of me.”

“Sorry.” Sam appeared only slightly remorseful.

“What are you doing here?”

“Making you coffee?” Sam offered Wesley a large mug, which Wesley took. The coffee smelled incredible, dark with a hint of chicory. Splash of milk, hint of sugar.

Of course he knows what kind of coffee you like—he made it for you every day for years.

“Thank you.” Wesley took a long sip. A few more cups and he’d feel human again.

“One step closer to your happy place?” Sam turned back to the stove.

Wesley ignored the question and drank some more. Sam had always been a morning person. He’d been a night person too, when Wesley really thought about it. Sam was always up. Always happy. Irritatingly so. Then again, if those were pancakes Sam was cooking, Wesley was inclined to forgive him his cheerfulness.

Sure enough, Sam handed him a plate full of Sam’s special sourdough flapjacks. A small bouquet of wildflowers at the center of the table created a burst of color in the otherwise white kitchen. Sam had probably picked them himself. The flowering stalks of rosemary interspersed with the blooms smelled really good.

Fuck. It was hard to complain when Sam was doting on him. “Sam, I really don’t need—”

“I’m just making sure you eat,” Sam said, pointing to the table.

Sam had always worried too much about him, like he was some delicate flower in need of protection. The reality was that Wesley had always been as healthy as a horse, and at six feet tall and 190 pounds, he was hardly a shrinking violet. Maybe compared to Sam’s six-foot-three-inch frame and 230 pounds of muscle, he wasn’t Superman, but…. “Sammy,” Wesley warned.

“I know, I know, I’m leaving,” Sam said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “I’ve got an early makeup call anyhow. I just wanted to make sure you had something to eat.” He set the remaining flapjacks on the table.

Wesley repressed a sigh. “Thank you.” Whatever he and Sam were to each other—or weren’t—Sam was a good man.

“Someone will be by around ten to take you to the set.” Sam was out the door a second later. “See ya!”

Wesley rubbed the bridge of his nose and released a slow breath. If he was going to make it through the summer, he needed to relax. Sam was old news.

Wesley reached for one of the pancakes and nibbled his way around the crispy edge. Fuck. The man can cook. He sighed as he savored the soft interior, allowing the slightly sweet fluffiness to flood his mouth. Heaven. Okay, so Sam was old news, but Wesley could still enjoy the pancakes, couldn’t he?

 

Cover Reveal: Take Two!

TakeTwoFS_v1I’m thrilled to be sharing the fabulous new cover by L.C. Chase for Take Two, my upcoming release from Dreamspinner Press! It’s now available for preorder on Dreamspinner Press.

For those readers who may be familiar with my Mermen of Ea Series or the Blue Notes Series, both from Dreamspinner, this book is a bit of a departure for me. Why? It isn’t a sweeping fantasy adventure or super angsty contemporary. It’s a sweet and funny story about getting a second chance at love. Some angst, some adventure, but lots of silliness and romance.

Wesley’s a slightly uptight college history professor. Sam is a Hollywood superstar. Entirely different personalities, but they fit well together. At least they did until Sam’s career took him away from Wesley and their life in New York City. Wesley’s the first one to admit he still loves Sam, but his heart has just started to heal and he’s doing his best to move on. Sam, on the other hand, knows he wants Wesley back and he’s willing to grovel if he needs to.

Sam conspires to take a role in a less than D quality movie about a pirate that’s being filmed on location at the North Carolina coast, and manages to trick Wesley into consulting on the movie. But will Sam’s over the top antics to get Wesley back work? Maybe. Maybe not.

I hope you’ll enjoy Take Two. It’s a story I hope will leave you with a sigh and a smile. -Shira

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Blurb: Shiver me timbers! When Professor Wesley Coolidge accepts a summer job as a historical consultant to a pirate movie being filmed in North Carolina, the last person he expects to bump into is his soon-to-be-ex, movie star Sander Carson. Just like the flamboyant pirate he’s playing, Sander, aka Sam Carr, is used to getting what he wants, and he makes it clear he wants Wesley back in his life.

Sam acknowledges it’s his fault they split up. He lost Wesley when he left their life in New York City behind for a career in Hollywood. But Wesley has finally managed to put the pieces of his heart back together, and he isn’t interested in Sam and Wesley: The Sequel. Sam soon realizes that convincing Wesley to give their relationship a second chance will take much more than apologies and reminders of good times past. If he wants Wesley back, Sam will have to show Wesley that they really can sail into the sunset together—a real-life happily-ever-after that won’t end once the final credits roll.

Buy Links:

eBook: https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/take-two-by-shira-anthony-7477-b

Paperback: https://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/books/take-two-by-shira-anthony-7478-b

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Author Bio: Shira Anthony was a professional opera singer in her last incarnation, performing roles in such operas as Tosca, Pagliacci, and La Traviata, among others. She’s given up TV for evenings spent with her laptop, and she never goes anywhere without a pile of unread M/M romance on her Kindle.

Shira is married with two children and two insane dogs, and when she’s not writing, she is usually in a courtroom trying to make the world safer for children. When she’s not working, she can be found at the Carolina coast aboard Land’s Zen, a 35’ catamaran sailboat, with her favorite sexy captain at the wheel.

Shira can be found on:

Facebook: www.facebook.com/shira.anthony

Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/author/show/4641776.Shira_Anthony

Twitter: @WriterShira

Website: www.shiraanthony.com

E-mail: shiraanthony@hotmail.com

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Excerpt from Take Two:

The setup – The night before, Wesley realized Sam set him up. Wesley drank a little too much, and he wakes up on Bald Head Island where the film he’s agreed to consult on is being shot. He doesn’t really remember getting to the island, but he remembers what happened before he passed out….

When Wesley finally made his way to the sink to splash some cold water on his face, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and cringed.

Reminder to self: don’t drink when Sam is around. He repeated this thought several times as he trimmed his beard and mustache. Sam was dangerous enough without the booze.

Wesley made it downstairs a half an hour later, slightly less rickety after having showered and shaved. The smell of coffee grew stronger the closer he got to what he guessed was the kitchen. He walked through the living room into the kitchen and—

“Morning, sunshine!”

Wesley grabbed a countertop to steady himself as his heart slammed against his ribs and his head began to pound again. “Shit. Sam. You scared the crap out of me.”

“Sorry.” Sam appeared only slightly remorseful.

“What are you doing here?”

“Making you coffee?” Sam offered Wesley a large mug, which Wesley took. The coffee smelled incredible, dark with a hint of chicory. Splash of milk, hint of sugar.

Of course he knows what kind of coffee you like—he made it for you every day for years.

“Thank you.” Wesley took a long sip. A few more cups and he’d feel human again.

“One step closer to your happy place?” Sam turned back to the stove.

Wesley ignored the question and drank some more. Sam had always been a morning person. He’d been a night person too, when Wesley really thought about it. Sam was always up. Always happy. Irritatingly so. Then again, if those were pancakes Sam was cooking, Wesley was inclined to forgive him his cheerfulness.

Sure enough, Sam handed him a plate full of Sam’s special sourdough flapjacks. A small bouquet of wildflowers at the center of the table created a burst of color in the otherwise white kitchen. Sam had probably picked them himself. The flowering stalks of rosemary interspersed with the blooms smelled really good.

Fuck. It was hard to complain when Sam was doting on him. “Sam, I really don’t need—”

“I’m just making sure you eat,” Sam said, pointing to the table.

Sam had always worried too much about him, like he was some delicate flower in need of protection. The reality was that Wesley had always been as healthy as a horse, and at six feet tall and 190 pounds, he was hardly a shrinking violet. Maybe compared to Sam’s six-foot-three-inch frame and 230 pounds of muscle, he wasn’t Superman, but…. “Sammy,” Wesley warned.

“I know, I know, I’m leaving,” Sam said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “I’ve got an early makeup call anyhow. I just wanted to make sure you had something to eat.” He set the remaining flapjacks on the table.

Wesley repressed a sigh. “Thank you.” Whatever he and Sam were to each other—or weren’t—Sam was a good man.

“Someone will be by around ten to take you to the set.” Sam was out the door a second later. “See ya!”

Wesley rubbed the bridge of his nose and released a slow breath. If he was going to make it through the summer, he needed to relax. Sam was old news.

Wesley reached for one of the pancakes and nibbled his way around the crispy edge. Fuck. The man can cook. He sighed as he savored the soft interior, allowing the slightly sweet fluffiness to flood his mouth. Heaven. Okay, so Sam was old news, but Wesley could still enjoy the pancakes, couldn’t he?

 

Two Day Sale at Dreamspinner Press!

header_bannerDreamspinner Press has a 25% off everything sale today and tomorrow only! Time to fill up your e-reader or your bookshelves! Do you have a Kindle? You can have Dreamspinner email your book directly to your device. You can find all my books here, but there are tons of other great books by great authors on sale too!

Happy summer everyone! -Shira

Cover Reveal: Grace Duncan’s “Acceptance” (Forbes Mates Book 3)

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Dr. Miles Grant acknowledges that his destined mate could be either gender even though his bisexuality cost him his family and his pack. Luckily he found the Forbes Pack, who happily accept him just as he is. What he never counted on was finding his mate in Pittsburgh or for his mate to be another species entirely—a cat!

 

Quincy Archer isn’t just any jaguar shifter. He is the heir to the leadership of his pride. Destined mates are nothing but legend to the nearly extinct and generally solitary jaguars, and Quincy certainly never expected to find one for himself, much less a male… or a wolf.

However, finding each other and coming to terms with their species is the least of their worries. Quincy is expected to select a proper female mate, father a cub, and take his place as heir to the pride. Except Quincy refuses, having no interest in women or leadership and knowing he isn’t right for it. But his father will stop at nothing—not even attempting to kill Miles—to get his way. Quincy and Miles must overcome many obstacles to stay together as the destined mates they’re meant to be.

Preorder – June 8, 2016 at Dreamspinner PresseBook & Paperback

Release date – July 8, 2016

Excerpt:

Miles flopped down on the end of the couch in the tiny break room and rested his head on the back. His eyes closed on their own before he could tell them to. He didn’t have long—maybe twenty, if he was lucky.

He was seriously regretting taking on so many shifts. But he’d been missing Quincy and needed something to occupy his mind, to distract him. It was ridiculous, he knew that; they’d met twice. But they were mates, destined, and their bond had already started forming. His wolf had been driving him crazy, pushing him to try to find Quincy and mate.

The problem was, whether he liked it or not, he didn’t doubt for a moment Quincy spoke the truth about why they couldn’t be together yet. He’d talked to Chad and Jamie a little and got the gist of the problems Quincy was having, though Chad wasn’t in good enough shape to do much talking yet. He was still recovering from the change, still learning how to filter sounds and light, still learning how to be a wolf.

But Miles’s wolf didn’t understand, didn’t give a shit about any of that. In fact, he was pushing Miles to protect Quincy, which was more than a little laughable. He’d been truthful—he wasn’t afraid of a cat—but he had no knowledge whatsoever of the jaguar world. It still killed him that Diana had given him a cat. He’d been ready for his mate to be either male or female; he would have been content with either, even if his family and former pack had other ideas about that. But no, he had to get a different species altogether.

And a species he didn’t know a damned thing about. He didn’t know how far someone like Quincy’s father would go to get his way. And Miles was a healer, not a fighter. He could fight—all shifters learned how—but that didn’t mean he relished it, so he wasn’t as good as most others.

He needed to see Quincy again, even for a little while. He could appease his wolf a little, make himself feel a little better, and maybe find some patience to wait more.

Quincy had sent a few messages since he’d seen his mate last—in the emergency room waiting area two months ago—mostly texts and a couple of e-mails to let Miles know he was still alive and still in hiding. They’d exchanged little bits about each other, but Quincy hadn’t wanted to say a lot lest it was intercepted. It wasn’t much, but at least knowing Quincy was okay helped keep Miles from going completely insane. He’d like to think he’d know if Quincy was killed, but he wasn’t sure how far their thin bond went, for something like that. When he’d asked Chad how Quincy had gotten his contact information since he’d never had a chance to give it, Chad had told Miles not to wonder about it. But Miles knew at least part of what Quincy did and wasn’t worried. He didn’t think for a moment Quincy would use it against him.

The last two months had been pure hell. He had no idea how Tanner had managed to keep Finley at arm’s length for two years. Granted, they’d been able to date, hang out together, that sort of thing, and he hadn’t so much as glimpsed Quincy in two months.

So he’d spent most of it working. A few times he’d been told point-blank to go home, that he’d been working too much. Whether he’d liked it or not, they’d been right. He’d been so tired he’d barely been standing. But after getting a few hours’ sleep—filled with some very vivid dreams of Quincy—he’d needed to do something.

Since he couldn’t go back to work, he decided to do the other thing he was good at: learn. He’d gone down to the Carnegie Library in Oakland and begun reading up on all things Ancient Egypt, starting with Bastet. He had no idea how much of it was accurate to the jaguars and how much was pure myth, but he figured having a basis to start from wouldn’t hurt.

Miles sighed and sat up again, eyeing the coffee machine in the corner. It was clear he wasn’t going to get any sleep, so he might as well get going the only other way he could. But as he stood and turned to the counter, he got hit with a huge tangle of emotion that wasn’t his. Anger seemed the primary emotion, though there was fear mixed in. And pain. Too much pain.

Quincy?

Miles raced out of the room, not thinking about how it would look—not thinking much at all. If Quincy was close, something was very, very wrong.

Just as he rounded the corner near the ambulance entrance, one of the nurses ran up to meet him. “Dr. Grant! Your pa—”

“Partner,” Miles interrupted, then stopped himself when the nurse simply blinked at him. He’d never told them about a partner—because he hadn’t actually had one, as far as he knew—but he’d deal with that later. “A friend called me,” he said, thinking quickly.

“Oh. Okay. They’re bringing him in now.”

“Thanks. How bad is it?”

Just then the doors opened and the paramedics pushed Quincy in on a stretcher. He was naked except for a sheet, his normally pale skin way too light. He had long gashes on his chest and stomach, but the rest was covered by the sheet. It looked like the scratches—probably caused by shifter claws, if he was any judge—had already started healing, though plenty more still looked wrong with him.

Miles had to take a quick breath, then a second as Quincy’s scent hit him hard—the hint of graphite and paper that overlaid a sweetness incongruent to Quincy’s outer personality. Miles had to shove hard on his wolf. He wanted out and wanted to go after whatever or whoever hurt their mate. Not now. We’ll help our mate, but not now.

With another breath through his mouth, he went into professional mode, falling back on his training and knowledge so he could make sure Quincy healed properly and didn’t raise too many eyebrows in the process.

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Title: Acceptance

Author: Grace R. Duncan

Published: Dreamspinner Press

Genre: M/M Paranormal

Release date: July 8, 2016

If you haven’t read it yet, now would be a great time to check out the Forbes Mates series.  Find out more about Devotion (Tanner and Finley’s story) and Patience (Chad and Jamie’s story) here: http://www.grace-duncan.com/books/out-now-2/forbes-mates-2

About Grace

Grace Bio Pic (1)Grace Duncan grew up with a wild imagination.  She told stories from an early age – many of which got her into trouble.  Eventually, she learned to channel that imagination into less troublesome areas, including fanfiction, which is what has led her to writing male/male erotica.

A gypsy in her own right, Grace has lived all over the United States.  She has currently set up camp in East Texas with her husband and children – both the human and furry kind.

As one of those rare creatures who loves research, Grace can get lost for hours on the internet, reading up on any number of strange and different topics.  She can also be found writing fanfiction, reading fantasy, crime, suspense, romance and other erotica or even dabbling in art.

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Elizabeth Noble’s Sentries: Exclusive Excerpt!

RingedLove_postcard_front_DSPPlease welcome the wonderful Elizabeth Noble who is visiting to share an excerpt from her Sentries series! Have I mentioned that I LOVE this series? Yep. I have now! – Shira

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Hello and thank you Shira for hosting me today. The first chapter of Ringed Love is posted on Dreamspinner Press, so over the next two weeks I’ll be offering the first one hundred or so words of each subsequent chapter.

Today’s excerpt is from chapter 13, the final chapter. Thank you to everyone who has joined along during this tour!

Excerpt:

Nick stood quietly to the side and watched the scene before him. Todd had a map spread out on the big table in Nick’s clinic. That was the best place to gather the area sentries when they all had to meet.

“Listen up, boys and girls, here’s the plan.” Todd pointed to different areas on the map as he talked.

“There were three bad earthquakes in less than two weeks, and things are getting bad down there.”

He nodded to one group of three people. Kids, really. When had Nick gotten so old that young men and women in their twenties and early thirties with families of their own seemed like kids?

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Blurb: New Colorado Protectorate fell with the assassination of Chancellor Clarke. Like many others, Todd and Nick Ruger left the land of their birth and made a home to the north in Yellowknife. Their world was ever changing. The time came to say a sad farewell to some of their friends and loved ones, but they were taken in with open arms by others and in turn offered shelter to yet more. Through the years they remained steadfast in their duty as sentries to protect and defend those that needed it the most.

Time marches on but through it all they hold each other dear and cherish the love they’ve shared. There are still angry ghosts, Windigos and water spirits to contend with. Their lives change, offering them new roles. When the time comes, they do what sentries have done for generations prior and teach others the skills to carry on as sentries. The Rugers lives were rich and their hearts full with their devotion and love for each other. The tradition of the sentries lived on forever. It was the legacy of Todd and Nick Ruger. That was the way it was always meant to be.

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nerw logo EN 61915 copyBio: Elizabeth Noble started telling stories before she actually knew how to write, and her family was very happy when she learned to put words on a page. Those words turned into books and fanfiction that turned into a genuine love of M/M romance fiction. Being able to share her works with Dreamspinner is really a dream come true. She has a real love for a good mystery complete with murder and twisty plots as well as all things sci-fi, futuristic, and supernatural and a bit of an unnatural interest in a super-volcano in Wyoming.

Elizabeth has three grown children and is now happily owned by an adorable mixed breed canine princess and her sidekick, tabby cat.  She lives in her native northeast Ohio, the perfect place for gardening and winter and summer sports (go Tribe and Cavs!) and stargazing all year long. When she’s not writing she’s working as a veterinary nurse, so don’t be surprised to see her men with a pet or three who are a very big part of their lives.

Elizabeth received several amateur writing awards. Since being published two of her novels have received honorable mentions in the Rainbow Awards. Her novel Jewel Cave was a runner up in the 2015 Rainbow awards in the Gay Mystery/Thriller category.

Website:  http://www.elizabeth-noble.com

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He Needs a Hero: Tali Spencer’s “Victory Portrait”

Victory Portrait_Rough Draft 7I’ve been a huge fan of Tali Spencer for nearly as long as I’ve been reading and writing gay romance. Her writing is beautiful and has a poetic touch that reminds me of one of my all-time favorites, Marion Zimmer Bradley. Her worlds, whether contemporary, fantasy, sci fi, or historical, are beautifully drawn, with wonderful world-building. And her characters… What can I say but that they capture my heart, hang on for dear life, and won’t let go!

Did I mention hot sex? My favorite sex scene ever in gay romance is from another book in her Uttor series, Dangerous Beauty. *swoons and fans self*

So when she asked me to beta read the latest Uttor book, I jumped at the chance. Victory Portrait is as wonderful and wonderfully sensual as the other series books. I highly recommend all of them. Two are heterosexual romance (Captive Heart and Adored), the other two are gay romance (Dangerous Beauty and Victory Portrait). Although the storylines are intertwined, if you don’t read het romance, you can skip those, although I loved them in spite of my lack of interest in het. Whatever you do, don’t skip the other two!

So with that recommendation, please welcome my good friend Tali! I can’t wait to read what she has coming up next. -Shira

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Thanks so much to Shira for hosting me and letting me talk about how hero-worship is at the core of my new book, Victory Portrait.

hero-worship: a feeling of extreme admiration for someone, imagining that they have qualities or abilities that are better than anyone else’s.

Idolizing an older, successful man—sight unseen—might seem foolish, but a young gay male otherwise lacking for role models can be excused for creating one. The fourth Pride of Uttor book, Victory Portrait, tells the story of the youngest captive Sebboyan prince, Peta, and what happens when he encounters his dream man, the Uttoran general Darius Arrento.

Both characters have appeared in the previous Uttor books. In the opening chapter of the first book, Captive Heart, Peta declares his admiration for Arrento. Soon after, readers meet the great general for the first time. But he’s not a main character in that book and we mostly glimpse him through Peta’s infatuation. Peta has followed Arrento’s career and mapped every battle. After Sebboy’s royals are taken to Uttor to be imperial captives, Peta bemoans to his sister that he alone of his family has not met Darius Arrento. To which she answers:

“I saw him. He’s tall and built like a castle wall.”45114ec83980289053703fe7586f71b7

That description only serves to anchor Peta’s impression of Arrento as bigger than life.

In Victory Portrait, Peta at last gets a chance to see his hero face to face, although he must do so as a slave serving the artist who is painting the great man’s portrait. Although he has misgivings about how this is happening, Peta leaps at the opportunity. Can Arrento possibly live up to Peta’s expectations?

Even the greatest heroes are just men. They get cranky. They make mistakes in judgment. They get ill, tired, hungry, sentimental, fixated, stubborn, proud, and a hundred other human frailties. Even so, great men are thought great for a reason and they bring those virtues to the table.

As moralist Thomas Carlyle so eloquently put it: “We all love great men; love, venerate and bow down submissive before great men: nay can we honestly bow down to anything else? Ah, does not every true man feel that he is himself made higher by doing reverence to what is really above him?”

Peta reveres Arrento for being what he himself wants to be: loyal,fc3ce755341aab24b338211cee728e02 respected, and fearless. Their meeting will decide whether he can accept that his hero possesses other, less heroic qualities—and also reveal Peta’s own best qualities as well.

 

Blurb: Imperial captive and former Sebboyan prince Peta Kordeun has one great wish: to meet Darius Arrento, conqueror of his country and a man he has idolized since childhood. That wish comes true the day the Uttoran emperor assigns Peta to assist the artist who will be painting the great general’s official portrait.

General Darius Arrento would rather take a crossbow bolt through his flesh than sit for a portrait, until his friend the emperor forces his hand. The notorious artist, Brazzi, uses semen and other sexual fluids to bind his colors—and Arrento is captivated by the artist’s pretty helper. Before long he is driven to possess the gorgeous young man who draws battle maps and whose naïve charm has won more hearts in Uttor than Arrento has won battles.

When Arrento learns that Peta, the slave he covets and wants for his own, is one of the despised Kordeun princes, he storms from Uttor toward a far corner of the empire—where he quickly finds himself embroiled in a plot to tear Uttor’s empire apart. His emotions and loyalties frayed, the great Arrento is in the battle of his life…and Peta may hold the key to his survival.

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“The emperor has given General Arrento permission to use you. I received word. The message bore the emperor’s seal.”

Though his skin goose-pimpled, Peta nodded. That the news was not being delivered in person did not surprise him. He and Gaspar had agreed their contact would by necessity be minimal, and they had already discussed the issue of his consent.

“I understand. I did say I would agree to it.”

The furrow on Brazzi’s brow brought his bushy eyebrows down a few notches. “Yes, well, my contract with the emperor pre-dates the general’s oral one, and mine states you must be returned to His Imperial Majesty in good condition. Which means I have a legal interest in how this matter will be conducted. My first term is that any using happens here, in my work room, and nowhere else. I’ve fucked slaves in this room and so can he.” Brazzi pointed across the room to a silk and pillow-covered couch. Its four golden lion paws crouched upon a costly rug. Draping of gold, red, blue and green velvet hung as backdrops. The artist had props for every occasion.

Peta flushed at the sight of the bed. “Shouldn’t you be telling Arrento this?”

“I will. Letting you know what I will allow won’t hurt anything.” Brazzi pulled over a rough-hewn stool and sat upon it. His long face looked grim. “I’m not convinced by this decision—yours or the emperor’s. Teasing a man with a little hands-off foreplay is a mild provocation, yes, but it isn’t personal, not truly…and if my process feels personal in any way, it’s more so for you than it is for him.” The artist’s jaw clenched. “Fucking, though…there is nothing more personal. Even for the great Arrento. I’ve made love to countless women, slaves and royalty and everything female in between, and what was beautiful about those trysts…what was sublime…was that all parties were of the same mind. We knew what we were doing.”

Peta swallowed against the dryness tugging his throat. What he wanted from Arrento, and what Arrento wanted from him, was pretty clear. “I agreed.”

“To a notion. To an idea.”

“To having sex with another man. To having sex with him. Do I have to tell you how much I want…Brazzi, I’ve dreamed of that.”

“I believe you, yes, but I’m not convinced you want the man…not yet. The gods know you don’t even see him. At least you know who he is. But Arrento doesn’t have that same consideration, does he? Blind, both of you. All you see is a war hero and all he sees is a beautiful boy.”

Peta sought to deny this, even though he knew what Brazzi said was true. “Maybe that’s changed. Maybe Gaspar told him about me.”

Brazzi considered. “He didn’t say he had, but if he did I’m sure we will know the moment the general shows up for his session tomorrow…if he shows up at all.”

Peta wasn’t sure whether to hope for that or not. If Arrento knew who he was, and hated him because of it, and fucked him anyway…he’d not thought of that possibility. “If he doesn’t know, don’t tell him. I beg you.”

“I won’t have to tell him. He’s bound to find out.”

But not right away. Not until after. Not until Peta had fulfilled the greatest fantasy he’d ever held secret. A fantasy that—since seeing the man and feeling his touch—had grown into a firestorm of hope. If Arrento would only see him and learn to know him, who knew what might be possible.

“Please.”

After a long moment, Brazzi conceded. “If General Arrento comes for the sitting, I will paint him. Only that. After all, you and I are the emperor’s servants. I promised the emperor a portrait and I foresee a masterpiece. So paint I will. Do whatever you and the emperor have worked out between you. It’s not my place to interfere. I’m just pointing out that you are young and haven’t thought this thing through. I must trust that our emperor has. One way or another we will all play out our parts.”

They would…and if Arrento didn’t know by now that Peta was not just any slave, he would find out one day—and soon. He would see Peta at Gaspar’s wedding to Julissa. Or Arrento would spy him one day in the Imperial Villa or elsewhere in town and ask about him—and when he did, someone who had no reason to hide the truth would reveal all…

What was he thinking? That Arrento would forgive all?

I’ll have to go away, Peta realized. Now that he thought of it, the solution to the problem was clear as day. He was the least of King Lukacz’s heirs, the youngest of three surviving brothers and known to be a lover of men. He could never be king of Sebboy or any Koth land. In political terms he was practically worthless. Once the sittings were finished and the portrait certain to be finished, Gaspar could easily send him elsewhere to serve out his captivity, someplace Arrento would never visit. He could not imagine a more terrible sentence.

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About the Author:

Author Bio:

Tali Spencer delights in erotic fantasy and adventure, creating worlds where she can explore the heights and shadows of sexual passion. A hopeful romantic and lover of all things exotic, she also writes high fantasy and science fiction. If you would like to see inspiration pictures for her characters, or glimpse how she envisions her worlds, check out her Pinterest boards.

When not writing, Tali reads everything from sweet goofy romances to medical research, manages her fantasy football team—go Gekkos!—and takes long walks with her loving, if slightly neurotic, poodle.

Tali’s other books include the three preceding Uttor books: Captive Heart, Dangerous Beauty, and Adored, all with Resplendence. Her gay male high fantasy stories, Thick as Thieves, Sorcerer’s Knot, and The Prince of Winds, are published by Dreamspinner Press. She often posts free stories and excerpts on her blog.

Visit Tali’s blog at http://talismania-brilliantdisguise.blogspot.com
E-mail: tali.spencer1@gmail.com

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/tali.spencer

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Release Day! Tharros by C. Kennedy is Out!

  Tharros-600x900Release Day! Thárros by C. Kennedy is Out!
Θάρρος
Thárros. Greek. Meaning courage
Courage. n. /ˈkərij/
1. The ability to do something that frightens one.
2. Strength in the face of fear, pain, or grief.
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Courage is resistance to fear,
mastery of fear,
not the absence of fear. ~Mark Twain
High school senior Michael Sattler leads a charmed life. Almost. He has great friends, parents who love him just the way he is, and he was a champion hurdler until someone took out his knee when they kidnapped his boyfriend. Yet, Michael is determined to make the USATF tryouts in spite of his injuries.

Christy Castle is Michael’s entire world. Healing from years of abuse, his abduction by a predator has left him hiding a new secret as he tries to start his life again. Together, Michael and Christy work to recover from their wounds Tharros - Quote - Michael would make sure they wonin time to make prom and graduate high school. To complicate matters, Christy is astonished to learn a fellow victim from his native Greece has survived. Christy will stop at nothing to bring him to the US to keep him safe.But the prosecution of Christy’s kidnapper looms large in their futures and the struggle to return to normal only worsens. Christy’s past continues to haunt them and, when the prosecution turns ugly and Christy’s new life is torn apart, only their unrelenting courage and determination can save them from the nightmare that threatens to destroy their future together.

 

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About Cody

Cody is an award-winning author who lives, most of the time, on the West Coast of the United States. Raised on the mean streets and back lots of Hollywood by a Yoda-look-alike grandfather, Cody doesn’t conform, doesn’t fit in, is epic awkward, and lives to perfect a deep-seated oppositional defiance disorder. In a constant state of fascination with the trivial, Cody contemplates such weighty questions as If time and space are curved, then where do all the straight people come from? When not writing, Cody can be found taming waves on western shores, pondering the nutritional value of sunsets, appreciating the much-maligned dandelion, unhooking guide ropes from stanchions, and marveling at all things ordinary. Among many other awards, Omorphi was a runner up in the 2014 Rainbow Awards, and Slaying Isidore’s Dragons was a finalist in the 2015 Rainbow Awards. Cody does respond to blog comments and emails because, after all, it is all about you, the reader.
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