Julia Talbot’s 5 Favorite TV/Film Shifters

December 8, 2017

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Hey, y’all!

I’m here to give you a little info about Fangs and Catnip, my very first Dreamspun Beyond from Dreamspinner Press.

Carter is the new manager at the Dead and Breakfast Inn, and he falls for vampire silent partner Fallon, who is sure they don’t need a were-cougar as a manager…

I love shifters. Love them. The owner of the Dead and Breakfast is a bear shifter named Tanner, and Carter is a mountain lion. If y’all love shifters like I do, stick around here for my five favorite shifters in movies and TV.

 

5. Teen Wolf. I love the whole cast, but I especially love Derek Hale, because he’s older, a little death wish obsessed, and obnoxiously hot. I like the Teen Wolf spin on were-ism, too, where they don’t fully shift unless *spoiler spoiler spoiler* they evolve.

4. David Kessler from An American Werewolf in London. Played by David Naughton. Plagued by the dead. He cracks me up, and the werewolf effects are so BAD now, but I still have love love love.

3. Paul Gallier in Cat People. OMG y’all. Yes, I am aware Malcom McDowell is old now. He wasn’t then, and as twisted as this whole movie is, he was omg hot. Like take me instead if her hot. See it! Uhn.

2. The Harry Potter shifters. Prof. McGonagall turns into a cat. Remus Lupin is a werewolf, Sirius Black is a grim… This makes me happy. I love a magical world where shifters are varied and are not all young and broad shouldered and man boobie popping…

1. Oz, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Oh, Oz. Let me count the ways I love you. Oz was an accidental werewolf. (check trope, boop.) He was completely willing to be chained up during the full moon. (Bondage. Boop.) The one thing he loves the most is the thing that sets him off (tragic hero. Boop) He’s played by Seth Green with this immense humor and subtlety. (boop) Oz is the most like the shifters I write off all of these, and that’s why he’s #1.

 

XXOO

Julia Talbot

 

Check out Fangs and Catnip today!

 

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Blurb:

A romance worth fighting for—tooth and claw.

Solitary vampire Fallon Underwood gets all the social interaction he needs being the silent partner at the Dead and Breakfast B and B high in the Colorado mountains. Change is hard for Fallon, so when his business partner, Tanner, suggests hiring a new manager for the inn, he’s adamant that they don’t need help, especially not in the form of bouncy werecat Carter Hughes.

Carter is a happy-go-lucky kitty, and he loves the hospitality industry, so the D and B ought to be a great place for him. He falls for Fallon as soon as he picks up one of Fallon’s novels, and begins to woo the vamp with gifts. When Fallon finally succumbs to Carter’s feline charms, the results are unexpected, to say the least. Their mating will have irreversible consequences—for their bodies and their hearts.

 

Author Bio:

Stories that leave a mark. Julia Talbot loves romance across all the genders and genres, and loves to write about people working to see past the skin they’re in to love what lies beneath. Julia Talbot lives in the great mountain and high desert Southwest, where there is hot and cold running rodeo, cowboys, and everything from meat and potatoes to the best Tex-Mex. A full time author, Julia has been published by Dreamspinner and Changeling Press among many others. She believes that everyone deserves a happy ending, so she writes about love without limits, where boys love boys, girls love girls, and boys and girls get together to get wild, especially when her crazy paranormal characters are involved. She also writes BDSM and erotic romance as Minerva Howe. Find Julia at @juliatalbot on Twitter, or at www.juliatalbot.com “The mountains are calling, and I must go”

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CC Bridges’s Last Stop on the Tour + Giveaways

December 6, 2017

CC Bridges

 

Thank you all for joining me on the last stop on this blog tour! Stick around until the end for not one, but two different giveaways (one exclusive to this blog!).

I love writing science fiction, because I love creating and exploring new worlds. The thing about the setting in Angel 1089, is that it’s not a far off planet. But rather it’s our own Earth, scarred by natural disasters, to the point where the privileged have abandoned the planet to live in cities floating in the clouds.

But the people down below haven’t given up. They’ve scavenged and formed their own version of society. This cobbled-together world is where Gabriel 1089 finds himself trapped, prevented from returning to the floating city of Heaven after losing one of his wings in a fight with demons.

Jeff Werth, the man who rescued Gabriel, opens his eyes to this new world. And while Jeff and Gabriel grow closer, Gabriel also comes to love the city itself, and the people who’ve fought to make a new world here: Jeff runs a junkyard and helps fix old equipment, Ronnie runs a restaurant/community center to keep the people together, Hank and Ian provide their own form of entertainment. Can Gabriel find his place here?

 

Giveaway time! To win a signed paperback copy of Angel 1089, leave a comment on this post answering this question: What job do you think you’d want to have in a post-apocalyptic society? Winners will be chosen Dec 11th, 12:01 am EST.

To win one of four $10 Dreamspinner gift certificates, check out the following link: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/16f80d4e4/?

 

Excerpt

Gabriel followed Trixie out of the truck, feeling very small as Jeff drove away. Since he’d awoken in Old Trent, Jeff had been the one constant fixture.

Kayla took his hand, her skin warm. Perhaps he was the one made wrong, his own body temperature too cold for humans. Unmodded humans, dammit. He was still human.

“Don’t go too far,” Kayla told him. “It’s easy to get lost if you’ve never been here before.”

As she led him through the walkway between the fences, he grinned at how she’d taken on the adult role. He resolved to hold on very tightly, knowing he would be lost if he didn’t have her. Trixie trotted along on Kayla’s other side.

Once they passed through the gate—and there was no checkpoint to keep anyone out—the market stretched before them, a maze of tents and stalls, filled with items of every color imaginable, on racks, in piles, thrown on the ground, hanging from hooks and poles. Some tables held tiny mechanical parts—neural nodes with twisted wires, specialized circuits, and in one case an old-fashioned metal hand, probably from back before synth-skin was invented. Others displayed anything from decorative jewelry to old rubber tires, pipes, and water purifiers. Gabriel saw crates clearly marked with the Heaven Corp logo, and he clenched his fists. So this was where the demons disposed of their thievery.

People gathered around barrels of fire, selling whatever meat they were roasting. The scent burned his nose and made his belly roil, nothing like the bland nutricubes he’d grown used to eating. Still, it smelled far better than the pit of garbage they circled around, surrounded by flies and bees and other creatures Gabriel didn’t look at too closely.

They lived so differently, these people of the earth. They were dirty and rank, they ate animal flesh, and they were loud, crowding in on Gabriel as he and Kayla tried to move past the more popular stands. He hunched his shoulders in, afraid of strangers walking past, not wanting anyone to accidentally brush his wing. He wanted no one but Jeff touching him.

He could almost feel Jeff’s hands on him now, running down his back and making him shiver. Kayla looked up at him, and Gabriel realized he’d actually shuddered. What was it about Jeff that made Gabriel want that gentle caress again?

 

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Blurb

A deal with the devil….

Gabriel 1089 is an angel—an enhanced and cybernetically modified human designed to protect the city in the sky called Heaven. He follows Heaven’s orders and fights its enemies. But when an attack by demons leaves him trapped on the earth below, missing both a metal wing and his network-enabled halo, he’s cut off from his home for good and at the mercy of one man.

Jeff Werth is used to demons in need of his mechanical expertise showing up on the doorstep of the junkyard he runs in Old Trent. However, he doesn’t expect to be stuck with an injured angel. Jeff owes the demons for saving his daughter’s life, so he does what they demand—he nurses the angel back to health and keeps close track of him as a possible pawn in the high-stakes war between Heaven above and the demons below. But he doesn’t expect the effect Gabe has on his heart, or having to choose between his daughter and the man he’s come to love.

 

Bio

CC Bridges is a mild-mannered librarian by day, but by night she writes about worlds of adventure and romance. When she’s not busy solving puzzles in an escape room, she can be found diving into comics or binge-watching superhero movies. She writes surrounded by books, spare computing equipment, a fluffy dog, and a long-suffering husband in the state of New Jersey. In 2011, she won a Rainbow Award for best gay sci-fi/futuristic novel.

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Sucker for Submission Calls by Kris T. Bethke

December 5, 2017

 

Sucker for Submission Calls

Hi there! I’m Kris T. Bethke, and I’m here to talk about how my new release, Hearts and Hazelnuts came to be.

Anyone who knows me, knows that I’m a sucker for submission calls. And when I saw the one for the States of Love collection, I was hooked. I loved the idea of a romance taking place in each of the 50 states, and was quick to put in a claim. But authors were claiming states so fast, I missed out on my first choice.

(It was New York, for those who are curious. Both because it’s where I’m from, and because I wanted to showcase a part of the state that wasn’t New York City. Don’t get me wrong, NYC is amazing. But there’s more to the state that just that. :D )

So I thought I was destined to miss out on this collection. Some months later, I was trolling through the list again (because I was curious) and I saw Montana was back up for grabs. This time I was a little more cautious, but I had a story in my head that would be perfect. So I put it together, planned it out, and sent it in.

And was once again denied, because someone else was quicker than me.

I was disappointed, sure. But I knew whomever had both of these states would do a great job, and I once again thought I was destined not to be a part of the collection.

Fast forward to October of last year, when I thought I’d take a look at the list again. I wanted to see what was claimed and contracted, and what stories I would have to look forward to as a reader. And I was totally surprised to see a few states up for grabs again. And one of them was Oregon.

Cue the spotlight and the ringing bells.

I’ve long had a love affair with the Pacific Northwest, and Oregon and Portland in particular. There was a fire in my belly to write this story, but I wanted to find something that would set it apart. A lot of research later, I had my answer. Hazelnuts. And a whole story to go with it.

But this time, I hemmed and hawed about sending in the claim. I knew, right down to my toes, that I’d get denied again. Still, nothing ventured, nothing gained, so I put together my synopsis, sent in the claim, and held my breath.

Turns out, third time really is the charm.

For the next three months, I lived and breathed Oregon. Arm chair traveled and researched, got into my MCs’ heads and really found out what made them tick. I wrote massive revisions when they were asked for, and the result is something I’m supremely proud of.

Jordan and Beck fall in love with each other while already being in love with their home state. And I fell in love too. All over again.

I may have been disappointed in the beginning of my journey, but in the end, I was telling the story that needed to be told. Right place, right time, everything fell into place. And I couldn’t be happier with the result.

Has that ever happened to you?

 

Check out Hearts and Hazelnuts today!

 

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Blurb:

Mechanic Jordan Hart is down on his luck, so he gladly accepts a temporary job servicing tractors at a hazelnut farm in Newberg, Oregon. He doesn’t expect to be attracted to his boss, Beckett Shaw. Still working on embracing his bisexuality, he’s reluctant to start anything, but Beckett’s gentle coaxing convinces Jordan to take a risk.

Beckett has vowed not to get involved with anyone until he can restore the Shaw Farms name as a leader in hazelnuts. But there’s no denying his interest in the shy mechanic who shows up at his door. Just as they begin to find a balance, outside forces threaten to tear them apart. Job opportunities force Jordan out of the Portland area he loves so much. But when danger comes too close to Beckett, Jordan must decide if he can follow his heart to the Willamette Valley… and straight back to Beckett.

States of Love: Stories of romance that span every corner of the United States.

 

Author Bio:

Kris T. Bethke has been a voracious reader for pretty much her entire life and has been writing stories for nearly as long. An avid and prolific daydreamer, she always has a story in her head. She spends most of her free time reading, writing, or knitting/crocheting her latest project. Her biggest desire is to find a way to accomplish all three tasks at one time. A classic muscle car will always turn her head, and weekend naps are one of her greatest guilty pleasures. She lives in a converted attic with a very fluffy cat and the voices in her head. She’ll tell you she thinks that’s a pretty good deal. Kris believes that love is love, no matter the gender of the people involved, and that all love deserves to be celebrated. And she loves to hear from readers, so feel free to drop her a line.
Email: kristbethke@gmail.com
Blog: kristbethke.com
Twitter: @KrisTBethke
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Why Superheroes? by Charles Payseur

November 30, 2017

Why superheroes

 

With the release of my third Spandex and Superpowers story, Comic Book Romance, it’s a question that’s been on my mind a lot recently. I mean, superheroes are hot (in more ways than one). You can’t go to the movies without tripping over a crowd of superhero properties, and television and other media have certainly followed suit. But then, as much as I love seeing superheroes on the big (and little) screen, there’s a part of me that can’t help but be a little…disappointed. Not just that these stories steer well clear of containing any M/M relationships despite dripping with attractive guys with bulging muscles and sizzling smiles. But that they are mostly rather…dark. Now, some have attempted to put a lighter side to things, even a funnier side to things, but most of them involve hundreds if not thousands of dead bodies and plotlines that rely on pain, trauma, and loss.

 

So why superheroes?

 

Well, I grew up with them. Not the current crop of films and not the older movies either. I grew up with Lois & Clark: The New Adventures of Superman. The show was delightful, fun, and full of campy storylines that involved danger and risk, yes, but that also kept things light and romantic, and never got lost in the angst or pathos. Plus, well, Dean Cain. But when I think of why I am drawn to writing superheroes, it’s to channel that sense of fun, that sense of campy adventures and over the top villains. Of daring-dos and secret identities that really don’t seem that secret. That don’t take themselves entirely seriously. And that’s why I started writing the Spandex and Superpowers series. I wanted to imagine a more modern setting, where crowd-funding and day jobs are still very much a consideration, but where the heroes and villains hadn’t taken on quite so much of an edge.

 

So I write about talking alien gorillas and ancient shark gods and volcano machines and villains who enjoy a good maniacal laugh. And, most of all, I write about heroes and villains finding some connection, finding something truly magical to keep them going (and no, I don’t mean mystic hammers). I write about superheroes because when their lives are so much larger than life, then so to must be their loves. And there’s something deeply satisfying about writing about a certain superhero reporter meeting his match in a man who doesn’t have powers, but makes up for it in will, tenacity, and an amazing ass.

 

Comic Book Romance is my third story, and the longest in the series to date (though still very much a quick read). It follows Calvin Kant as he moves to a new city and gets a new lease on life…while in the middle of a supervillain prison break. I always have lots of fun writing these stories and they can stand completely on their own, so you can start wherever you want. There’s even more on the way, with a fourth story coming out as part of the 2017 Advent Calendar. Definitely keep your eyes open for “The Werewolf Before Christmas.”

 

In the mean time, I’d love to hear your answer to “Why Superheroes?” Why do you love them, or hate them? Are you drawn to the heroic chuckle of Adam West’s Batman, or the chiseled lightning of Chris Hemsworth’s Thor? And what kinds of heroes (or villains) would you love to see get an M/M treatment?

 

Check out Comic Book Romance today!

 

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Blurb:
A maximum-security supervillain prison plus a new colleague with a reputation for attracting trouble. What could possibly go wrong?
Calvin Kant is what anyone would want in a reporter—an excellent typist, a dogged investigator, and an upstanding citizen. Oh, and a superhero. At least, his alter ego, Maxim, is. Fleeing a messy situation at his last job, Cal arrives in Capital City without much direction—until fellow reporter Liang Lu sweeps him into a dangerous assignment.
A supervillain prison break leaves them trapped and in peril, with Cal juggling his growing attraction to Liang with his need to protect his secret identity. And that mess Cal’s running from could catch up with him at exactly the wrong moment, leaving him vulnerable. Luckily Liang’s got more than good looks going for him, and together the two men might just save the day—and each other—and find their own comic book romance.

 

Author Bio:
Charles Payseur currently resides in the frozen reaches of Wisconsin, where his partner, a gaggle of pets, and more craft beer than is strictly healthy help him through the long winters. He works an incredibly boring day job so that his nights can be filled with spaceships, magic, and attractive men kissing (and maybe a bit more than kissing…). His work can also be found at Less Than Three Press, Lethe Press, Circlet Press, and in Lightspeed Magazine’s Queers Destroy Science Fiction!
When not writing fiction and poetry, he contributes to a number of blogs and review sites, and runs a home for his thoughts on short speculative fiction at Quick Sip Reviews (www.quicksipreviews.blogspot.com). On Twitter as @ClowderofTwo, he annoys the internet with far too many cat pictures and cocktail recipes.
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The ’90s to Now w/ Ken Harrison

November 29, 2017

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Linear Park may not be the first time my fiction has been in print, but it feels like the first time. This is probably due to the fact that my last published book was in 2002, a collection of erotic short stories titled Ten Thick Inches. It was my third published short story collection, the other two being Daddy’s Boys in 1998, and Young, Hung & Ready for Action in 2001. Here it is, fifteen years later, and I have that same sense of pride and wonderment that I had when I published my first book. Although the feelings may be the same, the publishing process has changed quite a bit.

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Back in 1998 you had to send out notices well before your title was released asking for interviews and reviews in physical newspapers and magazines. You also had to call bookstores and ask if you could have a promotional event. It took a lot of time and effort to coordinate all of it. The list of newspapers and bookstores was like gold, so you kept it close and safe.

My most memorable event was at an independent bookstore in Sacramento, CA called The Open Book. It was held in the coffee shop, which was on a raised level overlooking the bookstore. I was promoting Ten Thick Inches at the time and read the last story in the collection. As I read, people shopping stopped and listened, and some of them came into the coffee shop and sat. Of all the events I’d done, that will always be my favorite.

When I self-published Ten Thick Inches to raise funds to begin Seventh Window and to move into publishing, I had no idea how much was about to change. I then published two books by MJ Pearson, The Price of Temptation and Discreet Young Gentleman, both of which sold well and gave me a sense of pride.

In 2007, while I was working with NL Gassert on The Protector, my five-year relationship had fallen apart due to my partner’s heavy drinking and my refusal to see the problems staring me in the face. My own issues with alcoholism were beginning to show, but I was too wrapped up in anxiety, depression and fear to notice.

By the time The Protector came out in 2008, I was renting a room from a friend and working on promoting it the old fashion way. It was all I knew, and I was working on auto-pilot. Not only that, but I had cases of books in storage and print sales were on the decline.

By 2010 I had taught myself how to code an e-book using HTML and CSS. I’d also learned enough Photoshop to save money on book covers by designing them myself. But it was too late. While I was stewing in a dark place, publishing changed, and I was too far behind to catch up.

Despite some successes with titles by Xavier Axelson, Drake Braxton and Brian Centrone, I still couldn’t compete. Other presses had rightfully staked their claim in the market while I was still getting my footing in the new business structure. My drinking was also getting worse, bringing back memories of my failed five-year relationship. I was alone, scared, lost and drinking more often with each passing day. How long would it be until it all fell apart?

In March of 2015 I had had enough and took the first step to sobriety. While in recovery I met a tall, dark and handsome man named Randon. We became friends, texting, hanging out and talking about our lives and our past. One of the first things he said to me was, “I can’t be friends with you if you’re going to drink.” I liked his blatant honesty.

By the summer of 2015, Randon and I began talking on the phone and texting every day. By August I brought him to Colt State Park, where we talked about how much we loved Karen Black and the film, Burnt Offerings. It was at that point when we realized we were more than friends.

In December of 2015, I decided to close the publishing company and become what I called a regular person. It was a difficult decision, one that broke my heart. I had spent years trying to keep the company afloat and felt as if I was letting myself down and the authors I’d worked with. Randon was there to listen and remind me of the success I’d had with publishing, and let me know that I wasn’t a loser. I sure felt like one.

For the next year and half, Randon was concerned about me. He felt that I seemed lost, like I didn’t know what do with myself. Although he was concerned, he didn’t push or make a big deal out of it.

In August 2016, Randon moved in with me. Getting him situated and comfortable kept me occupied, but I was still searching for a project to make me feel fulfilled. Randon mentioned writing something, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to go back to that. Although Randon insisted that my closing the publishing company didn’t mean I failed, in my mind it did. The last thing I wanted to do was go back to it.

And then the seed of a story using Linear Park as a backdrop planted itself in my mind, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to write it. It wasn’t until I was looking for something to read and went to the Dreamspinner web site that I thought about writing again. I don’t know what made me look at the Publish with Us section, but I did. And there it was, a call for submissions for a line of books called States of Love. And yes, under the list of unclaimed states was Rhode Island. Although I told myself not to bother, all I could think about was Linear Park.

I didn’t tell Randon about the story. I wrote the first draft in short bursts when he was sleeping, I tend to be an early riser. A couple of times he woke up to the sound of me frantically slamming at the keyboard, but he never said anything. He hadn’t mentioned it until I was done with the first draft and told him about the submission guidelines for States of Love. He was thrilled.

I composed the query letter, read it to Randon and had him by my side when I sent it off. When they wanted to see the story, Randon was there when I emailed it. It was an exciting time and I felt the need to remind Randon that they may not accept it. All he said was, “They’ll take it. It’s good.”

Dreamspinner did accept Linear Park, which gave me a sense of pride I hadn’t felt in a very long time. Also, while going through the editing process, Randon and I were married. It was a small ceremony in City Hall, quiet and simple. The way we wanted it. We refinanced the house to put his name on the deed and are now making plans to renovate portions of it. We’re supporting each other and building a life together.

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And now Linear Park is out, Randon is by my side; I’m working on another book, and living a sober life. Everything has come around, back to where it all started. It’s as if I have a second chance at life.  Who says dreams can’t come true?

 

Check out Linear Park today!

 

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Blurb:

Sean and Nick’s life together was a fairy tale: childhood friends who became lovers, high school sweethearts who married after college, both handsome professionals. Sean always enjoyed a few drinks, but after the death of his father, his alcoholism spiraled out of control… and it cost him everything.

When Sean loses his job and becomes too surly and unreasonable to live with, Nick has little choice but to end the relationship. Sean can’t blame Nick for giving up—not after the arguments and the lies—but he longs for the happiness and love they shared before he spoiled everything. He resolves to get sober and win back his husband. But even if he wins his battle with alcoholism, will it be too late to save his marriage?

States of Love: Stories of romance that span every corner of the United States.

 

Author Bio:

Back in the nineties, Ken Harrison wrote erotic short stories for several gay skin magazines and published three short story collections (Daddy’s Boys; Young, Hung and Ready for Action; and Ten Thick Inches). He stopped writing in 2001 to start a small press, Seventh Window Publications, and worked with several great authors and artists. He closed Seventh Window Publications in December 2015. After a year and a half away, he realized that publishing was a big part of his life and went back to writing.

When he isn’t writing, he enjoys cooking, web design, blowing bubbles in the park, dressing up in costumes, and entertaining. Halloween is his favorite holiday and his house is a popular stop for the neighborhood kids. He believes that the only thing better than telling a good story is watching people enjoy his food.

Ken lives in Rhode Island with his husband, who is an avid reader.

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Define Romance by SJD Peterson

November 28, 2017

 

Define Romance

 

Growing up with Disney I believed in fairy tales, Prince Charming, and happily ever after’s. Hearts and flowers defined romance for me. My daughter however, had a different view. She grew up loving horror movies, especially Resident Evil. Her idea of romance was marrying Leon and the two of them riding off into the sunset and taking out a horde of zombies along the way.

Throughout the years, my definition of romance has changed. In my twenties and early thirties, a romantic evening was one in which the kids went to bed early and my man and I curled up on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn. When the kids were teenagers, date nights were a must and a weekend getaway even better to keep the romance fresh. Now that I’m a single empty nester, it’s back to Disney. Just like my youth, the only Prince Charming in my life is when I pull out old VHS tapes of Sleeping Beauty and Cinderella.

In my newest novel Romance Redefined Ben and Hugh have yet another definition of Romance. Problem is, Ben’s definition is the polar opposite of Hugh’s.

 

Check out Romance Redefined today!

 

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Blurb:

Opposites attract, but are some differences too drastic for a romance to survive?

On the surface, Benson Howard Winthrop III and Hugh Bayard have a lot in common: they’re young, handsome, and blessed to be one of the wealthiest couples in the country. Surely they have everything anyone could want. But Ben is no longer satisfied with their long-running relationship. Hugh’s need to control every situation is suffocating him, and Ben needs to know if he can make it on his own merits by following his passion.

But Ben’s mother isn’t about to let her son live in a rundown apartment as a struggling actor. She’s determined to get him back to his rightful place at the top of the social ladder—and back with Hugh.

Rekindling their romance will require more than doing what’s expected. Ben and Hugh need to understand and embrace each other’s differences. They’ll have to support each other even when one makes a decision the other doesn’t agree with. For their passionate love to grow, they will need to redefine the meaning of romance… only then can they find true happiness.

 

So, what about you? How do you define Romance? Leave a comment and one lucky person will win their choice of an ebook copy from my backlist. Good Luck!

~Hugs~

Jo

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Meet Jo Peterson

SJD Peterson, better known as Jo, hails from Michigan. Not the best place to live for someone who hates the cold and snow. When not reading or writing, Jo can be found close to the heater checking out NHL stats and watching the Red Wings kick a little butt. Can’t cook, misses the clothes hamper nine out of ten tries, but is handy with power tools.

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What’s in a Name? By Kelly Jensen + Giveaway

November 22, 2017

What's in a Name

 

Sometimes I have a name without a story, and sometimes I have a story without a name. Counting Fence Posts remained unnamed until my second revision round when Henry’s habit of counting things popped out of the first paragraph. I loved the idea of naming the book after one of Henry’s quirks, and as I developed this story into a series, the theme of counting naturally followed.

Counting Down had a name before I sat down to write. With the story occurring on New Year’s Eve, this title came easily. I also enjoyed working the counting motif into the story from Marc’s point of view. Henry is the one who counts things, but Marc ends up imagining a ghostly clock counting down the hours to midnight—until he gets distracted by laundry sex.

Counting on You, the third and final novella in this series, was originally going to be called “Counting Out.” I planned the story as Marc’s coming out and had in mind a line where either Marc or Henry said something like, “Don’t count me out.” I often carry around snippets of dialogue I’d like to use in a story. Fun fact: I rarely use them in my final drafts. While I do use an outline, my stories are quite organic and often grow away from what I planned.

It wasn’t until I got near the end of this last novella that the title happened. It came out of another line of dialogue that was in the same conversation I had planned. Marc tells Henry, “I was counting on you…” and there it was, my title. I really love this one because it not only wraps the series, but perfectly encapsulates the emotional arc of this particular novella. This one is the big test and the answer to the question of whether these two have what it takes to not only have a real relationship, but one that works.

So what about my characters’ names? I often put a lot of thought into these, including researching the meaning and etymology to make sure what I’ve picked really fits. As with my titles, I often have a name before I have a story. Sometimes I have a story with no names. Just guy one and guy two. In Out in the Blue, my first novella with Dreamspinner Press, Jared and Fin wore each other’s names all through the first draft. They never quite fit, though, and when it came time to start revising, I switched the names and everything fell into place.

Henry is one of my favourite names. (It’s not weird to have favourites!) I have a list of these and I’m a bit funny about using them because once they’re out there, in the world, they’re done. I can only write one Henry and this is him. This particular usage pleases me very much because Henry is such a personal character. This story started with him and his quirks!

Marc named himself. I have this happen quite often as well—especially when I’m writing from a single point of view and haven’t really given a lot of consideration to the other main character. I know from experience that they’ll let me know who they are as the story progresses and it’s not unusual for me to flesh out their character history after I’m done with my first draft.

HENRY MARC

I don’t generally base characters on people I know. Marc’s last name is similar to that of a friend I had in college, however, and I chose it because I greatly admired this friend. He had the same drive I’ve written into Marc. In his sophomore year, he broke his neck in a diving accident and lost the use of his right hand. As a graphic artist, this could have meant the end of his studies and career—but it wasn’t. My friend learned to draw with his other hand and to this day is successful at what he does. Marc is my tribute to him.

If you’ve been following along with Henry and Marc’s journey, I hope you enjoy this last novella and their happy ever after. (It’s not a spoiler to tell you that’s how it ends. I’m a romance writer, after all.) If you’ve yet to start, this is a great time to do so as the first two novellas are currently discounted at all retailers, including the Dreamspinner Press store!

Thanks for following my tour! At the end of every post, I’ll be asking a question. Leave a comment with your answer (and your email address), and complete the Rafflecopter to enter! There are two prizes, both available internationally. One winner will receive $15 (US or equivalent) to spend at the Dreamspinner Press store. A second winner will receive the entire Counting series in ebook format, gifted through the Dreamspinner Press store.

Q: Do you have a favourite name? (If so, please share!)

 

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Blurb:

Henry and Marc can’t seem to catch a break. They’ve had two disastrous dates—the first trapped in a car during a blizzard and the second locked in a basement—followed by nearly two months apart. Even though they work for the same firm, their relationship is held together by flying visits, phone calls, and text messages. A joint assignment in Washington D.C. might be more togetherness than they can handle, however.

Henry is still battling insecurity, and this assignment is too important to his career to mess up. Marc is committed. He’s falling for Henry and looks forward to having him permanently on his team and at his side. But the real test isn’t the assignment. When Marc finally lays his heart on the line, can he count on Henry to be there for him, in every way that matters? And can he do the same for Henry when Henry needs it the most?

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Author Bio:

If aliens ever do land on Earth, Kelly will not be prepared, despite having read over a hundred stories of the apocalypse. Still, she will pack her precious books into a box and carry them with her as she strives to survive. It’s what bibliophiles do.

Kelly is the author of a number of novels, novellas and short stories, including the Chaos Station series, co-written with Jenn Burke. Some of what she writes is speculative in nature, but mostly it’s just about a guy losing his socks and/or burning dinner. Because life isn’t all conquering aliens and mountain peaks. Sometimes finding a happy ever after is all the adventure we need.

Connect with Kelly: Twitter | Facebook | Website

 

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Felicitas Ivey’s Book Collection + Giveaway

November 21, 2017

Book Collection

 

I love physical books. The smell, the weight, the feel of them. New or old books. I’ve had a lot of fun wandering through used bookstores over the years. I’ve found some amazing books that way, books that have been long out of print or on odd topics like the evolution of the British Country house. I don’t hit the newer bookstores because most of my pleasure reading is in ebook form currently. I wander through a new bookstore once in a while, but there isn’t one I can get to easily. And they don’t have the variety a used bookstore has. Book buying is a lot more fun to me than clothes shopping. It also doesn’t help I have a friend who works at a publishing house and occasionally brings home books from work which end up at my house also.

My house became overrun with books, since the house was a lending library for my circle of friends. This was before the ebook revolution, when dead tree books were passed to other people when you were done reading it, so the other person could also enjoy said book. And then there were intense discussions about plot, characterization and other things over dinners or other gatherings. Also a book could be used to prop up your laptop when it overheated and read in the bathtub with very little worry.

My second husband, Mark, used to read real fast and devoured books. Mark lived in a small apartment with his family, so there wasn’t a lot of room for books. And the books usually ended up in my house, because my first husband and I would read them last, after everyone else did, and then they would never leave. And it’s not a very big house either.

Because of the sheer volume of books involved, plus all the books I’ve bought on my own over the decades, there are books all over my house. There isn’t a room in my house that doesn’t have some sort of book collection in it.

I have a couple of bookcases in my bedroom, filled with mostly non-fiction books, mostly military histories (I’m addicted to Osprey Press books!), fashion books and occult books. Plus a small part of my Lovecraft collection. Not only his work, but all the additions and variations of it, like Sherlock Holmes Lovecraft or 50s Pulp Horror Lovecraft.

I’ve wedged in a small bookcase for my cookbooks in the kitchen corridor. I have a lot of baking books, specialty cookbooks like spicy or ethnic cooking or how to eat like an Ancient Egyptian or Roman, as well as cookbooks from the fifties and sixties. I don’t cook a lot of different things, I just seem to collect cookbooks. Also cooking for one is difficult, but none of my books seem to think anyone lives alone. I always end up with leftovers. That isn’t too bad of a thing, because I bring them to lunch at work. But I do get tired of eating the same thing for several days in row.

My study, which used to be the spare bedroom, has more books: languages, Japanese literature and histories, my malexmale romances and the odd book. Since I work at a university, I was able to take courses over the years, all which added to the book collection. I’ve mostly taken language, literature and art history courses through work. That and I was a history major in college, so I have a lot of books from that too.

The library proper has all the paperback and hardcover fiction, some more histories and the gaming book collection. I’d been a gamer for a couple of decades and have books for several systems, like RollMaster, Paranoia and Steve Jackson’s GURPS. Some of those books are really useful for novel ideas. I don’t game anymore because it’s hard to find the time or a good group. Writing takes up a lot of my time.

The TV room’s mostly the out-of-control DVD/Blu Ray collection, since I don’t have cable or internet in my house, so if I want to watch something that isn’t on television, I have to pop in a disk. I also like having a physical copy of what I want to watch, since you never know when it’s going to disappear. You also can find things you wouldn’t if you’re streaming it. I’m very fond of my Cantonese/English laserdisc of ‘Aristocats’. You haven’t lived until you hear “Ev’rybody Wants To Be A Cat” sung in Cantonese with a French accent.

Some of my library is also in the TV, mainly my hoard of knitting books, along with some stray hardcover novels. I have a lot of knitting books, because I nab the ones I like when I can, because they go out of print too fast.

In the living room are all the books that didn’t fit anyplace else are going to line the wall. I have about 20 boxes of books in storage, a legacy of my second husband, Mark, which I’m slowly transferring to my house from storage. There are about fifteen boxes of books I still have to deal with.

I have had several decades of collecting by now, so the hoard is a little out of hand. But I never seem to get the time or have the interest to cull through the collection to get it down to a manageable size.  I know there’s probably a lot of doubles to deal with. There’s always so much else to do so I haven’t been able to cull the collection. What has helped is an app on my iPhone, Libib which is helping me catalog the books and DVDs in my house, by just scanning the ISBN. It’s a timesaver and can be exported to a spreadsheet if you want to.

So books are your friends, even if they attempt to crowd you out of your house!

Giveaway:

I’m doing a raffle for my new book.  A winner will be chosen on November 28, 2017. The winner will be chosen at random from all those who enter.

The winner gets the following: A paperback of my new book “The Secret of the Sheikh’s Betrothed”, a paperback of my first novel, “Dreamlands”, a tote bag with “The Secret of the Sheikh’s Betrothed” cover art. A second tote randomly chosen from my stash of tote bags with another one of my book’s cover art on it. Both are good for groceries, books or anything else you need a bag for.  And three hand knit dish towels. Can double as hot plates also.

 

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Blurb:

Billionaire Fathi al-Murzim is a workaholic businessman, too busy running the family’s companies to even think about marriage. Too bad he never told his grandfather he’s gay, because Grandfather just announced a childhood betrothal—to a Bedouin girl Fathi never heard about before…

Ikraam din Abdel was raised as a woman by his avaricious and abusive older sister, who didn’t want him to be their father’s heir. He’d never thought to be married either, and is surprised when his sister informs him of his betrothal.

When Fathi and Ikraam meet, they are drawn to each other in a manner neither of them expected. As the plans for their wedding progress, they both realize they need to tell the other the truth. But can they, with both cultural taboos and family pressures to deal with.

 

Author Bio:

Felicitas is a frazzled help-desk tech at a university in Boston who wishes people wouldn’t argue with her when she’s troubleshooting what’s wrong with their computer. She lives with three cats who wish she would pay more attention to them, and not sit at a computer pounding on the keyboard. They get back at her by hogging most of the bed at night and demanding her attention during the rare times she watches TV or movies. She’s protected by her guardian stuffed Minotaur, Angenor, who was given to her by her husband, Mark. Angenor travels everywhere with her, because Felicitas’s family doesn’t think she should travel by her lonesome. They worry she gets distracted and lost too easily. Felicitas doesn’t think of it a getting lost, more like having an adventure with a frustrated GPS.

Felicitas knits and hoards yarn, firmly believing the one with the most yarn wins. She also is sitting on hordes of books, which still threaten to take over her house, even with e-books. Between writing and knitting, she brews beer, wine, mead, and flavored liqueurs. Felicitas also bakes, making cakes whenever she needs to work out an issue in her novels. Sometimes this leads to a lot of cakes. Her coworkers appreciate them though, with the student workers buzzing about on a sugar high most of the time.

Felicitas writes urban fantasy, steampunk, and horror of a Lovecraftian nature, with monsters beyond space and time that think that humans are the tastiest things in the multiverse. Occasionally there’s a romance or two involved in her writing, with a happily-ever-after.

Website: www.Felicitasivey.com
Facebook: felicitasivey
Twitter: @felicitasivey
Email: felicitas.ivey@gmail.com

 

 

Sweet Tooth by Kim Fielding + Giveaway

November 20, 2017

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I admit to quite a few vices. Some of them harm my bank account and lead to storage issues, like my book and footwear addictions. Others have the potential to impact my health—such as my terrible sweet tooth. I blame my forebears for that one. My ancestors came from Central and Eastern Europe, and I’ve learned during my travels in those places that a predilection for sweets is common. In most cities you can hardly go a block without encountering tempting bakeries or deliciously scented chocolate shops. And don’t even get me started on the gelato and ice cream….

Given my own vice, perhaps it’s no surprise that Peter, one of the main characters in Ante Up, has a taste for sweets. In fact, sugary stuff comprises most of his diet. (You’ll have to read the book to learn why!) It’s a bit of a contrast to the other protagonist’s meals: Ante is a vampire, so while Peter’s gobbling pie and candy, Ante is satisfied with some nice A-Pos. Especially if the blood in question is Peter’s. (Don’t worry—Ante is careful when he snacks on Peter.)

In Peter’s honor, I thought I’d share a somewhat unusual recipe for something sweet. This was my grandmother’s recipe—I have no idea if she invented it or got it from somewhere—and it’s one of my favorite comfort foods.

 

Rose’s Rice Pudding

1 cup raw rice
3 eggs, beaten
1 tsp vanilla
½ cup sugar
1 Tbsp butter
1 tsp almond extract
7/8 cup orange juice
1 cup raisins

Cook rice. To warm rice, add butter, eggs, vanilla, almond extract, OJ, sugar, and raisins. Mix. Spread in greased 9×13 baking pan. Bake at 325F for 40 minutes. Cut into squares. Can be eaten warm or cold.

What sweet do you have a weakness for? Comment with your favorites, and don’t forget to enter the Rafflecopter below.

 

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Blurb:

Love is a high-stakes game.

A century and a half ago, Ante Novak died on a Croatian battlefield—and rose three days later as a vampire. Now he haunts Las Vegas, stealing blood and money from drunken gamblers and staying on the fringe of the powerful vampire organization known as the Shadows. His existence feels empty and meaningless until he meets beautiful Peter Gehrardi, who can influence others with his thoughts.

An attraction flares instantly, bringing a semblance of life to Ante’s dead heart. But the Shadows want Peter too, and they’re willing to kill to get him. As Ante and Peter flee, they learn more about themselves and each other, and they discover that the world is a stranger place than either of them imagined. With enemies at their heels and old mistakes coming back to exact a price, how can Ante and Peter find sanctuary?

 

Author Bio:

Kim Fielding is the bestselling author of numerous m/m romance novels, novellas, and short stories. Like Kim herself, her work is eclectic, spanning genres such as contemporary, fantasy, paranormal, and historical. Her stories are set in alternate worlds, in 15th century Bosnia, in modern-day Oregon. Her heroes are hipster architect werewolves, housekeepers, maimed giants, and conflicted graduate students. They’re usually flawed, they often encounter terrible obstacles, but they always find love.

After having migrated back and forth across the western two-thirds of the United States, Kim calls the boring part of California home. She lives there with her husband, her two daughters, and her day job as a university professor, but escapes as often as possible via car, train, plane, or boat. This may explain why her characters often seem to be in transit as well. She dreams of traveling and writing full-time.

Follow Kim:

Website: http://www.kfieldingwrites.com/
Facebook: http://facebook.com/KFieldingWrites
Twitter: @KFieldingWrites
Email: Kim@KFieldingWrites.com
Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/bau3S9
A complete list of Kim’s books: http://www.kfieldingwrites.com/kim-fieldings-books/

 

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Donovan and Ethan by Anne Barwell + Giveaway

November 14, 2017

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Thanks for hosting me today as part of my blog tour for One Word, the 3rd book in my Hidden Places series from Dreamspinner Press.  I have a Rafflecopter running as part of the tour so be sure to enter.

Although One Word is the third book in my Hidden Places series, it takes place during the last six weeks of the events in book one—Cat’s Quill.  One of the fun parts about that was writing a new relationship for a couple who were already together in a story that had been published a few years earlier.  Instead of describing what that was like as a writer, I figured it might be more interesting to invite Ethan and Donovan to talk about the experience from their perspective.

Silence.

The author clears her throat.  “Umm, guys, that means you.”

There is a muffled noise of clothing being rearranged, and a discreet cough, and then a room lined with books comes into view.  In one corner sits a rocking chair. The cat on it opens a lazy eye, glances at the two men, and then starts washing her paw.

“Bloody hell,” mutters a male voice with a distinct British accent. “What is it with the cats in this place?”

The camera pans the room before settling on two men sitting next to each other on a nearby sofa.  “Technical difficulties,” one of them says in an American accent. “Right, Ethan?”

Ethan rolls his eyes, and slips his hand into Donovan’s. “Yeah, that.”

“So…. ?“ the author prompts. She picks up the cat, settles her on her lap and then takes a sip of kawakawa tea.  “Floor is all yours. Pretend I’m not here.”

“I wish.”  Ethan sounds as though he would have said more, but Donovan squeezes his hand and whispers something into his ear.  Ethan clears his throat. “It’s wasn’t easy,” he finally admits.  “We’ve been together two years now, and although it brought up memories of when we first met, we’ve come a long way since then.”

“And been through a lot together,” Donovan smiles softly.  “I’ll always remember that first time I saw Ethan at the train station.  I thought he was hot then felt guilty as I didn’t think I should be hitting on someone who was worried about a missing friend.”

“I’ve always been rubbish at making friends, and I was still trying to put a… relationship behind me,” Ethan adds. “We took so many steps forward and then back during those few weeks. I was such an idiot.”

“If you were an idiot, then so was I.” Donovan bits his lip. “When I think about how close we came to—”

“Spoilers,” mutters the author, looking up from her tea.

“Says the person who wrote a story with a prologue set six months after the epilogue of the last book.” Ethan doesn’t sound impressed. “So yeah, if you want the truth, it was bloody difficult.  You put Donovan through all that crap again, and made him relive those nightmares. And not only that, you put me in a position when I couldn’t help him like I usually do. So don’t—”

“Ethan…” Donovan leans over and kisses Ethan gently on the cheek. “Sorry, we know how difficult it is to write something like this, and we appreciate the fact that you took the time to write our story. Don’t we, Ethan?”

“Yes.” Ethan pauses for a moment. “I must admit, I enjoyed reliving our first kiss. I’m looking forward to the rest of our future together too.” He glances at the author suspiciously.

She studies her tea. “A future together?  Hey, I’m a romance writer. Of course you’ll get a future together.”

Donovan glances at Ethan. “She’ll make us work for it though. But, whatever happens, we’ll get through it together. Right, Teach?”

“Right.”  Ethan looks over at the author, but she’s gone.  “I love you,” he murmurs to Donovan, pulling him close for a kiss.

“Love you too.”  Their lips meet and the screen fades to black.

 

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Blurb:

A Hidden Places Story

Ethan Leavitt arrives in the idyllic village of Oakwood to search for a missing friend. Having always prided himself on his ability to find rational explanations, Ethan’s trust in concrete evidence and logic is tested by the mystery of Oakwood and Tomas’s disappearance.

Donovan Campbell’s happy, sometimes flippant, exterior hides a past he’d rather forget. As he struggles with his memories and to hold on to the inn he owns with his best friend, the last thing Donovan needs is for some guy he’s only just met to start getting under his skin. When a bank robbery escalates into a dangerous situation, Donovan must embrace a part of himself he can no longer ignore in order to save a future that might never have the chance to exist.

Ethan learns that often the person you’re looking for is not the one you find. But have he and Donovan both realized that too late…?

 

 

Excerpt:

“I’m so sorry, Jane,” Ethan said, “and I apologize for my insensitivity earlier. It was completely out of line.”

She managed a shaky smile. “Thank you for being understanding. Good afternoon, gentlemen. I guess it’s a good thing that I have the day off, isn’t it?”

“I’m sorry for kicking you,” Donovan said after she’d left.

“I can be an insensitive jerk at times. Lord knows, I’ve been told that often enough.”

“Not always. You’ve got a kind side to you too.”

Ethan’s concern for Jane had been real enough, as was his mortification that he’d been rude once he’d seen that she was upset.

“You say that like it’s a good thing.” Ethan retrieved his napkin from the side of his plate and wiped his mouth. “Sometimes it’s not, you know. People take advantage. Not that I’m saying she is, but….” He sighed. “Just forget it, okay.”

“Okay.” Donovan wondered who had hurt Ethan and recently. He’d seen enough to connect the dots. “Lots of assholes in this world, unfortunately.”

“And some decent people too. Oakwood’s been good for reminding me of that.”

“Are you sure you’re okay to come to London with me tomorrow?” Donovan couldn’t help but think that something in their conversation had triggered Ethan’s reaction. He’d said Mitchell and Vincent were good friends. Perhaps it was this acquaintance he’d mentioned? The one who had introduced him to them.

“I’m looking forward to it.” Ethan glanced at Donovan’s empty plate. “Have you had enough lunch?”

“Yes, thanks. I was hungrier than I realized.” Donovan finished the last of his beer.

“I went to see the owner of the Chronicle the other day, but he was too busy to talk and suggested we meet briefly today instead. I’m hoping, as he’s been working at the newspaper a while, he can tell me some old stories about Oakwood that didn’t end up in print. You’re welcome to come if you’d like.”

“Thanks for the offer, but I need to do some work at the inn this afternoon. We had to replace some weatherboards a few months ago, and I need to get them painted before winter.” Donovan wished he could have said yes, but Heidi was stressing about it. If he didn’t get onto it soon, she’d be out there doing it herself, and she did enough already. Part of their agreement in taking on the inn was that they split the workload between them, and Donovan made sure he pulled his weight. “You’re okay to find your own way back?”

“Yes, I’ll be fine. Thanks for asking.” Ethan pushed back his chair and walked over to the counter to pay for their meal. “I’ll see you later, at the inn.”

“Okay. Sounds good.” Donovan didn’t follow him immediately but instead stayed at the table watching Ethan at the counter. His hair curled up slightly at the back, his jacket falling to mid-ass, not quite covering it. He had a very nice ass.

Bet he kisses well too.

Oh fuck. Donovan closed his eyes for a moment. Where the hell had that thought come from? He was falling for the guy, wasn’t he—falling for a guy who wasn’t interested and would be walking out of his life in a couple of days.

Donovan heard footsteps walking away. He opened his eyes just in time to see Ethan disappear out the door. It was time to leave and bury himself in the work he needed to get done. He stood and headed for the door, giving Eoin and his friends a wave as he passed their table.

He hadn’t missed the money the three men had given Craig or the grins they all wore.

Donovan groaned. Great, that was all he needed. The pub door slammed as he stalked through it. Yep, they were running another betting pool all right.

It wasn’t his fault they were wasting their time. They’d find that out soon enough for themselves.

 

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You can find the list of sites taking part in the blog tour here:

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November 3 – Open Skye Book Reviews
November 6 – Book Reviews and More by Kathy
November 6 – Top to Bottom Reviews
November 6 – Two Men Are Better Than One
November 6 – Gay Book Promotions
November 7 – Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words
November 8 – Happily Ever After Chapter
November 9 – Love Bytes Reviews
November 10 – Boy Meets Boy Reviews
November 10 – Nic Starr
November 13 – The Novel Approach Reviews
November 14 – Dreamspinner Press Blog
November 15 – Aisling Mancy

 

Bio:

Anne Barwell lives in Wellington, New Zealand.  She shares her home with two cats who are convinced that the house is run to suit them; this is an ongoing “discussion,” and to date it appears as though the cats may be winning.

In 2008 she completed her conjoint BA in English Literature and Music/Bachelor of Teaching. She has worked as a music teacher, a primary school teacher, and now works in a library. She is a member of the Upper Hutt Science Fiction Club and plays violin for Hutt Valley Orchestra.

She is an avid reader across a wide range of genres and a watcher of far too many TV series and movies, although it can be argued that there is no such thing as “too many.” These, of course, are best enjoyed with a decent cup of tea and further the continuing argument that the concept of “spare time” is really just a myth. She also hosts other authors, reviews for the GLBTQ Historical Site “Our Story” and Top2Bottom Reviews, and writes monthly blog posts for Authors Speak and Love Bytes.

Anne’s books have received honorable mentions four times and reached the finals three times in the Rainbow Awards.  She has also been nominated twice in the Goodreads M/M Romance Reader’s Choice Awards—once for Best Fantasy and once for Best Historical.

Website & Blog: http://annebarwell.wordpress.com/
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