Blog Tour, Guest Post, and Giveaway – Urban Fairy Tale by Lex Chase

 

Hi, everyone! I’m Lex Chase and Charlie was awesome enough to have me over today for the Urban Fairy Tale blog tour.

Urban Fairy Tale is the grand finale to the Screw-up Princess and Skillful Huntsman Trilogy. It finishes the tale of dude Princess Taylor Hatfield and his true love jackass Huntsman Corentin Deveraux is a take on the final journey to save all of Enchant kind.

Taylor and Corentin are surrounded by world filled with fairy tale beings called Enchants and we meet a new face.

Cinderella herself. A headstrong, capable woman named Frankie.

I’ve had Frankie in my head since writing book one, Americana Fairy Tale. I thought it would be hilarious to have Cinderella compete in Pumpkin Chunkin’ competitions. Don’t know what that is? Have this lovely video that will change your life.

Short version is people build a massive air canons, catapults, or trebuchets to hurl pumpkins across corn fields. Whoever’s pumpkin goes the farthest, wins.

I had long decided Frankie competed with the trebuchets division. And in researching, I had discovered one trebuchets team called Cinderella’s Revenge! Talk about Kismet!

Frankie gives zero fucks, she’s tough, and Cinderella comes from a long line called the Glass Clan her magic gave me the biggest headache. As Cinderella, she controls time, and it works in multiples of twelve.

I had to come up with my own method of how time magic worked. The short version is based on you can go forward but you can’t go too far back. Because the past doesn’t exist anymore.

Ready for a mind blowing example? Read this sentence out loud:

All I want to do is catch all the Pokémon and not spend my day trapped in my office.

(Can you tell I play Pokémon Go?)

But you read it right?

Is speaking the first word, followed by the next, they were absorbed in the past to build the following words.

You cannot set foot in the same river twice as they say. Because the water is always flowing. It’s also you are not the same person you were yesterday because your cells died and new cells were born.

Nothing is ever truly destroyed, matter is absorbed to make new form, and thus the cycle keeps spinning ever onward.

You didn’t expect that a deep message from a fairy tale series did you?

If you could go back in time, or go forward in time, what would you do?

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Genre: Fractured Fairy Tale / Urban Fantasy
Series: The Screw-Up Princess and Skillful Huntsman Trilogy (Book 3)
Universe: Fairy Tales of the Open Road
Length: Novel
Published: August 19, 2016 by Dreamspinner Press
ISBN: Coming Soon

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Blurb:

Modern day fairy-tale princess, Taylor Hatfield, has problems. One, he’s a guy. Two, he’s an insomniac Sleeping Beauty. Three, his practically perfect brother, Atticus Hatfield, this generation’s Snow White, has been irrevocably corrupted by the Witchking. The Library, a clandestine organization, seeks to write “The End” on Atticus, and Taylor faces the impossible when his own parents endorse his brother’s demise. With his true love, the huntsman Corentin Devereaux at his side, they once again set out to find Atticus, but Atticus won’t go down without a fight.

The quest ends how it began. But instead of the quirky, corkscrewing Americana road trip, Taylor and Corentin must contend with the dangers of the urban jungle. With an unexpected ally at their side, they’re forced to question all they knew about the legacy of Snow White.

As the world of the Enchants and the mundane hang in the balance, Taylor knows what he must do…. Go pick an apple.


About the Author:

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Lex Chase once heard Stephen King say in a commercial, “We’re all going to die, I’m just trying to make it a little more interesting.” Now she’s on a mission to make the world a hell of a lot more interesting.

Weaving tales of sweeping cinematic adventure—depending on how she feels that day—Lex sprinkles in high-speed chases, shower scenes, and more explosions than a Hollywood blockbuster. Her pride is in telling stories of men who kiss as much as they kick ass. If you’re going to march into the depths of hell, it better be beside the one you love.

Lex is a pop culture diva, her DVR is constantly backlogged, she has intense emotions about Hannibal’s Hannigram, and she unapologetically loved the ending of Lost. She wouldn’t last five minutes without technology in the event of the apocalypse and has nightmares about refusing to leave her cats behind.

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Call shotgun with this Urban Fairy Tale giveaway! I’m giving away any book from my backlist (including my DSP Publications titles) to two lucky winners! Will it be you? Click on the graphic to enter!

If you could go back in time, or go forward in time, what would you do?

Mini Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway – Surfacing by A. L. Bates

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Title: Surfacing
Author: A.L. Bates
Series: The Ariel Series, Book Two
Genre: Gay Romance, Science Fiction
Length: Novella

Publisher: Wayward Ink Publishing

Synopsis

A few weeks following the events that concluded DEEP, Book One: The Ariel Series, Captain Joel Riley is struggling to adjust to his new relationship with his medic, Sean, and when a face from Sean’s past sets out to destroy Joel and his ship, Joel faces an impossible decision: Sean or Ariel.

Sensing Joel’s dilemma, Sean makes the decision to leave. He does so knowing he must confront his past and the abuse he suffered. Subjected to the same trauma again, this time at the hands of his brother, he uses the strength Joel taught him to take his future into his own hands.

For Joel, life without Sean proves unbearable and he comes to the realization that he needs more than just his ship. He sets out to bring Sean back… whatever the cost.

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Joel slumped down beside Sean. He trusted Sean more than he trusted anyone else, even more than Mia. He couldn’t lose him. Not now.

“We could stay on the ship; there’s no reason you need to go anywhere. Hide out here, out of sight. I’ll sort out everything you need. We’ll get what we need now and dive early, skirt the reef for a while.”

Sean shook his head. “If he finds me on this ship he will make sure you lose Ariel. I know him, Joel; Mason is vicious and vindictive. He’ll hurt you because he knows it will hurt me. And you have to think about Mia… and the others. If they lose Ariel, they’ll lose their home. I can’t do that to you, to any of you.”

Joel clasped Sean’s neck. “If you think I’m going to let you go without a fight—”

“You don’t have a choice. I can’t stay here, and I know you’ll never come with me.”

Joel swallowed. Sean was right. As deep as his feelings ran, Joel couldn’t leave his ship, his world, behind.

“It’s okay,” Sean whispered, his lips hovering over Joel’s.

“No, it’s not okay. You lie low, do you understand? You stay out of sight of everything. I’ll lock you in my quarters if I have to. I’m gonna sort this out.”

“Joel, it’s not worth the risk.”

Joel kissed him. “I happen to think it is. Give me a week. Your scumbag brother might have connections, but he’s not the only one. Please. Just one week.” With his thumb, he wiped Sean’s face. “Let me take care of you.”

 

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Deep

Deep AL BatesFleeing from a troubled past that left him feeling tarnished and used, Sean finds work as a medic aboard the deep sea mining ship Ariel, on a distant planet.

Under the leader ship of the infuriating, yet charismatic, Captain Joel Riley, Sean settles into his simple, but dangerous, new life. It’s a life he soon comes to love; albeit one in which he conceals his sexuality and avoids intimacy.

But Sean’s new world is turned on its head when an old face threatens to expose him for the man he used to be.

With Joel’s help, will Sean learn to come to terms with his past and become a man he can be proud of?

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About the author

A.L. BATES has a keen interest in Sci-fi and adventure novels and enjoys writing stories with strong characters in imaginative backgrounds. Although an avid writer, Deep is the first published novella by A.L. Bates.

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Blog Tour, Guest Post, and Giveaway – Showing Him the Ropes by Christa Tomlinson

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Hello! I’m Christa Tomlinson, and my new release Showing Him the Ropes is now available. But before you read it (and I very much hope you do!) check out where I wrote Chance and Devin’s story. Every now and then I go out to Starbucks or the library to write. But the majority of the time I’m in my study. I’m very lucky in that I have an entire room that’s just for writing. I go in, close the door, put on my headphones and get down to it.

Room 1

I love this desk! So many little drawers and cubbies for me to store my endless number of ink pens. But funny story. I actually thought I could put this desk together by myself. When I mentioned it on Facebook, my friends laughed. But thankfully, they also came to help.

Room 2

Thank goodness. I would have never been able to do it myself! And I love the end result.

Room 4

But you might notice that my writing room has a bunch of wrestling posters and such crammed in there. That’s because I’m a big fan of professional wrestling! And it really inspired me to start the Champions of Desire series. They say write what you know or what you’re passionate about. I think I’ve done that, starting with Chance and Devin in Showing Him the Ropes. I hope my love for professional wrestling will come through in my writing and give you an entertaining and sexy read.

So that’s my writing space! Hope you enjoyed this little peek into my life.

Thank you!

Christa

About the Book

Title: Showing Him the Ropes

Author: Christa Tomlinson

Series Title and Number: Champions of Desire #1

Publisher: Self Published

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Release Date: August 16, 2016

Heat Level: 4

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: appx 74,000 / 180 p

Genre/Tags: M/M Romance, Contemporary, Erotic, Sports

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Synopsis

Chance “The Chancellor” Gerhardt is a mainstay for Frontier Professional Wrestling. He’s won multiple championships and has the respect of the locker room. But after ten years at the top, Chance is looking for a new challenge. The one he gets, mentoring FPW’s young rookie, is both unexpected and unwanted.

Devin Jacobs is a hot new talent signed by Frontier Professional Wrestling. He’s always been a fan of The Chancellor, and not just because of the older man’s skill in the ring. He has it bad for the steely eyed veteran wrestler. Unfortunately for Devin, The Chancellor doesn’t believe in mixing business with pleasure, and isn’t looking to get involved with anyone. Or is he? During long nights traveling and working together, Devin catches more than one secretly admiring glance from The Chancellor…

Devin is determined to earn victories and championships in the ring. But he’d also love the opportunity to win Chance’s heart. Can the two of them navigate their way through the hyper masculinity and backstage politics of professional wrestling to the most important victory of all? Or will their shot at love be defeated 1-2-3?

Christa Tomlinson is a lifelong fan of professional wrestling. When she’s not writing, Christa can be found watching her favorite classic matches or traveling to live wrestling events.

Excerpt

Devin changed the subject again. “So are you married?

“Hell no.”

“Are you seeing anybody?”

“No.”

“Mess around with the ring rats then?”

Chance laughed. “Not even close.”

Devin thought that was an interesting answer. “So do you not hook up with any chicks? Should your gimmick be The Monk instead of The Chancellor?”

“I’m not a damn monk.”

“So then who-.”

Chance cut him off. “This conversation is done.”

Devin sat there quiet for a moment. Chance sounded just like him when he’d been trying to squirm out of admitting he was gay. And it made him wonder. Could The Chancellor be gay as well? “I don’t hook up with any of the groupies either.”

“So?”

“I’m just saying, while we’re traveling together, you won’t have to worry about me bringing any girls up to our hotel room.”

Chance snorted and flicked on the right blinker to get over and exit the freeway. “Trust me, you wouldn’t. Because I wouldn’t allow it.”

Devin laughed as they drove down the exit ramp. “Is that right? What would you do if I did, spank me?” They’d come to idle at a stop light, so Chance turned and looked at him. His face was half in shadow, but Devin saw him run his eyes over him. And his heart started to pound. He knew that look. He’d seen that look plenty of times before – from guys who were interested in him. Seeing it from The Chancellor was the last thing he’d expected. But before he could decide what to say, or if he even should say anything, the light turned green. Chance turned back around to proceed through the intersection…

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Meet the Author

Christa Tomlinson is an exciting up and coming author in erotic romance. Her first self-published novel, The Sergeant, was an Amazon Best Seller for Gay and Lesbian Erotica for seven weeks straight.

Although Christa graduated from The University of Missouri-St. Louis with a degree in History, she currently prefers to write contemporary romance. She loves to create stories that are emotional and lovely with sex that is integral to the characters’ romantic arc. Her books include straight couples, curvy couples, gay, and multicultural couples. Love is love and everyone should have their story told.

Christa lives in Houston, Texas with her two dogs, and is a retired roller derby player.

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Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway – Jeremy’s Story by Ned Ericsson

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Everyone has a story.

Dealing with HIV, high school bullies, and new found feelings.

That is Jeremy’s Story.

Synopsis

Jeremy is a teenager with a terrible past.

He has to live with its consequences for the rest of his life.

There is hope.

He’s found a new family, a new life, and a new school.

Will he be able to find friends? Love?

Or will he let those who would judge him prevail?

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After Math was lunch-period. The three boys got a table in a corner of the cafeteria. Jeremy decided that he wanted to supplement his lunch with some fries and got in line at the food counter. He felt a tap on his shoulder. When he turned, he was a bit stunned.

A rather well-put-together young woman from his class had poked him to get his attention. She introduced herself. Jeremy was flattered because Amanda seemed like the kind of girl that every guy would want to know.

Why do I feel like I’m not one of those guys?

That brought on thoughts with which Jeremy wasn’t at all comfortable. They weren’t about Amanda, or any other girl in Jeremy’s class. These thoughts were all about Jeffrey.

And those beautiful eyes.

Jeremy came out of his trance. “Hello.”

Amanda huffed and got straight to the point. “Jeremy. You seem like a nice guy and all, so I need to warn you. Jeffrey is gay. Everybody knows it. You probably don’t, or you wouldn’t be hanging out with him, I’m sure. Arnold is a dweeb. We only tolerate them because of their dads. Although, Jeffrey was a catch before he turned gay.”

Jeremy was stunned. You aren’t very nice, are you?

Jeremy guessed that she meant well. 

Or not.

“You look like the kind of guy who could hang out with my kind of people.”

Jeremy half-expected her to ask him if he’d like to sit with her and her friends. She didn’t. “I can get you a table so you can sit with people more to your liking. Not at my table—you don’t deserve that yet.”

Seriously? 

“Look. I’m very flattered that you thought of me, but I’ll take my chances with Arnold and Jeffrey. I’m sure Jeffrey won’t molest me in front of the entire school. I’ll make sure we’re chaperoned.”

Amanda just shrugged and left Jeremy to pay for his fries in peace.

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After publishing several adult stories under a different name, NED ERICSSON decided to reach deep down inside himself and write a story for which a younger generation, as well as the older ones, might relate. He hopes he succeeded in making people think.

Ned looks forward to writing many more stories to entertain and he hopes provoke some minds into thinking about today’s issues through their telling.

Ned lives in Canada with his husband Ken and their cat, Oscar Wild.

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Audiobook Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway – Fame and Fortune by T.M. Smith

 

Fame and Fortune

 

An All Cocks Story book #2


 



 


Victor Dimir moved to America with his traditional Romanian parents when he was just a child. His Romani parents taught him their traditions and how to be a shrewd business man. But it was the attention of a classmate at school that taught a teenage Victor about his sexuality. When he came out to his parents he knew it would be difficult for them to understand, but he never expected them to disown him.


Andrew Jones grew up with a single mom and his grandmother teaching him about life, he had an absentee father at best. The only thing the man ever did for Andy that stuck was buy him a camera for his thirteenth birthday. When Andrew went off to college on a scholarship to study photo journalism, he wound up falling in love with his Romanian roommate.

 

They became inseparable and wound up starting their own business together; a gay porn website where people could go and watch romantic gay porn instead of the rough and tough, or wham bam thank you man crap that was flooding the internet at that time. After ten years together they were still perfectly happy, they didn’t even realize something was missing, until they met a broken young man that needed a family.

 

Matthew Carlson was homeless, jobless and broken. He’d been on his own since he was sixteen when he ran away from home after being brutally assaulted by several other young men that he thought were his friends, and then being told he brought it on himself for being gay by his parents. Matthew has done a lot of things these last few years just to get by. When he finds the flyer for All Cocks, he decides to call and see where it leads. What has he got to lose?

 

Matthew has deep rooted scars that aren’t usually visible on the outside. But when he walks into All Cocks, both Victor and Andrew see them, they also see him. Can three men that didn’t even realize they needed each other get past the stigma of society to find a place of happiness, together? 

 

*Advisory warning: This story contains a scene of sexual assault.*


 



 


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A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia;
TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now
calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or
ticking away on her next novel.
Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and
decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is
passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people,
Love is Love!
 
 
 
 
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Embracing My Crazy
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All In One Place {Spotlight & Excerpt}
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Making It Happen {Review
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Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway – Priest & Pariahs by Mann Ramblings

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Synopsis – Priest and Pariahs

Ship Logs of the Santa Claus, Book Three

Costa McQuillen is a Pariah, a para-human with tech empathic abilities who has escaped from Earth, where being para-human is illegal—and marks him for extermination. Arrogant and standoffish, Costa is unable to trust anyone, but is willing to risk everyone’s safety to reach the planet Omoikane. His best solution: gaining passage on board the Santa Claus.

Arbor Kittering, the crew’s newest coding tech, is a medical oddity. With the technologies available to prevent birth defects, Arbor’s status as a dwarf brings the kind of attention he could happily do without. Having spent a short time in prison for data hacking and falsifying government files doesn’t help. The Santa Claus is his last chance at a new start, if he can decipher the strange malfunctions plaguing the ship.

Priest, the Santa Claus’ Head Pilot, is a bit of a scoundrel. Perpetually single, Priest is attracted to Costa for his exotic looks, and to Arbor for his unique qualities. In truth, he’d like to have both, but it’s clear such a thing isn’t in the cards. Now Priest needs to make a choice, before it’s too late.

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He couldn’t tear his eyes away as Arbor laid down his hand—two pair. It was almost a joke to show his own, but he was stuck. When everyone saw the mismatched, impotent cards he held, the uproar was much louder than he expected.

“What the hell, Priest? Did you really think you’d bluff your way into that pot?” James could barely breathe, he was laughing so hard.

Priest found Costa staring at him, not even watching the scene unfolding. “I guess I didn’t think this one through.” The crease between his eyebrows felt particularly deep at the moment. Was it possible to be annoyed and confused at the same time? The glee in Costa’s eyes was unmistakable; he knew what happened and had to be responsible. But how?

“I’d like to rake in my winnings, but there seems to be a piece of clothing missing from the pile,” Arbor said. He beckoned with his finger towards the chip pile.

“It’s a little chilly in here tonight. How about I keep ’em on and give a special show to the winner at the end?” A chorus of snickers and refusals answered his suggestion.

Arbor snapped his fingers and pointed to the pot. “Drop ’em, flyboy.”

Stunned, Priest couldn’t help but see the dwarf sitting up tall and proud in his seat, a near arrogant grin of his face. Where this show of confidence came from, Priest had no idea. He was trying to decide if he liked it or not when the rising group of whistles and chants of “drop ’em, flyboy” derailed his train of thought.

Pushing back his chair, Priest stood tall as the raucous noise grew in volume. Arbor’s gaze was trained on him, daring to burn his skin. When he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his snug grey briefs, he swore Arbor gasped. The arrogant expression had shifted into longing, as if he hadn’t seen a naked man in years. Perhaps he needed a little thrill?

Carefully, he grazed his thumbs down his hips, exposing the flesh running from his hip down to his groin, making a point not to reveal anything too fast. Sliding his hands around to his backside, he uncovered his ass, keeping his cock hidden from hopeful eyes.

The chanting continued as he leaned forward far enough to touch the floor, peeling the tight fabric down the muscles in his thighs and calves until he stepped out of them. He pulled his chair under him and sat, using the table to keep himself decent from Arbor’s vision as he tossed the pair of underwear onto the table.

“I believe those are yours for now.”

Standing up in his seat, Arbor took the briefs, keeping a tight hold on them as he happily scooped up his winnings. “I didn’t get to see much there, you big coward.”

Priest shrugged and smirked. “You gotta win to get a proper look at the good stuff.”

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The Luxorian Fugitive

Luxorian PreviewSergeant Liam Jacks is the security chief of transport vessel, The Santa Claus. He travels the planetary cluster with Marc Danverse, his best friend and captain, seeking to escape his tortured past and find some peace of mind.

Having been through a civil war together, Danverse and Liam are close. Maybe too close….

All that changes when mysterious stranger, Hadrian Jamison, an escaped Adonirati, books passage to Alpha Centauri. Can he be trusted? Can the stories of his past be believed?

As Liam’s fascination with Hadrian grows, jealousy threatens to tear apart his friendship with Danverse.

When Hadrian’s owner shows up, Liam is forced to go against orders in order to launch a rescue mission to save him.

The ensuing conflict may be more than any of them expected.

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A Cook’s Tale

A Cooks Tale - Mann RamblingsThe trials and tribulations of the crew and passengers of interplanetary transport vessel, The Santa Claus continues in A Cook’s Tale.

After a horrific breakup, Erron Murfin is bitter, homeless, and friendless. When the cook’s position on the Santa Claus presents itself, Erron decides to escape his current circumstances and join the crew. On board he reconnects with family friend Gamin Wells, whose own secrets and issues begin to surface upon Erron’s arrival. The least of which is the reason the pair haven’t laid eyes on one another in over twelve years.

As Erron settles into his new duties, the men on board take an interest in their newest crew member. Among those intrigued by Erron are polyamorous couple, Barrus and James. Despite Erron’s cautious nature, he’s drawn into a triad relationship with the pair.

But there’s something about Gamin…

Is Erron too damaged to confront his own feelings?

Will his past prevent him from finding what he needs?

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Like many gay men, when Mann Ramblings grew up, there weren’t any heroes he could relate to. The world held him back while he tried futilely to hide the real person inside. So much has changed since those hollow days. He finally found his voice, the voice that says it’s all right to revel in the so-called inappropriate joys, laughs, and loves that storm inside a man’s head. It took a long time to find that courage and now that it’s here, he plans to use it well.

While spending years more focused on visual arts, he never let go of his innate passion for storytelling—he wanted to write and draw comic books when he grew up. Once he discovered M/M fiction, a whole new world opened with new possibilities. Why couldn’t you have fantastic and dynamic tales with an M/M cast? He started reading the online tales of authors like, Night Tempest, Rob Colton, and Alicia Nordwell, which only fueled within him the need to create. Eventually he found GayAuthors.org, and with a little coercive nudge from Night Tempest, started sharing his tales with an unexpected level of positive response. That experience and support gave him the courage to cross his fingers and aim for the world of M/M publishing.

Born and raised in Michigan, Mann Ramblings continues to type away, wishing it was practical to use a noisy, old fashioned keyboard that clacks with each strike, if only to annoy his loving partner and spoiled miniature dachshund.

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Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, and Giveaway – The Devil’s Hand by S. Zanne

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Title: The Devil’s Hand Series
Author: S. Zanne
Genre: Gay Romance, Paranormal
Length: Short Story + Novella
Publisher:  Wayward Ink Publishing

DRAWING DEAD

Devin endured Hell for a long, long time and has come out literally a changed man. Now a demon, he hunts for the one thing that can make him remember something of what it was to be human—however unfortunate that might be for his prey.

He stumbles upon James Goodman, who tugs at the nearly extinguished memories. The pair enter into a relationship that evolves into something more as Devin grooms James for his pleasure.

Though Devin is a demon and James merely human, who holds the power in their relationship is in question, and, in the end, who holds the winning hand may surprise them both.

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ACE IN THE HOLE

Months later, Devin is imprisoned and James remains reluctant to face him. Torn and conflicted, he’s still reeling from the experience of living at the side and in the bed of the man his family has spent several lifetimes hunting.

James tries to find solace in the bosom of his family, but it leaves him dissatisfied and wanting, unable to fulfill the newly born cravings even he’s not sure he understands. Finally forced to serve his stint as Devin’s jailer, James returns to the place of Devin’s imprisonment, only to find his confusion grow with every day he spends with Devin.

And Devin may not be entirely out of cards.

Unbeknownst to the Goodman family, Devin’s influence extends far beyond the ten- by twelve-foot room in which he’s confined.

James comes to the realization that perhaps his great-grandfather’s plan hadn’t been for the family to save Devin after all, but instead to repay a debt owed—a soul for a soul.

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“Should I tell old Father William to put you on suicide watch?” Devin asked, before taking another bite of his sandwich. James’ shoulders hunched at the thought of Father William expressing any further familial ownership of his welfare—after all these years, he was finally free of the worst of it—and he knew Devin had caught the slight motion at the widening of his smile. “Come on, let me see,” Devin demanded, gesturing at James with the sandwich still in his hand. “It’s either me or the old man. You know I can’t help what comes out of my mouth sometimes. The best kind of secret is a shared one.” That tempting tongue darted out once more, and James turned his head away at the sight.

James hesitated, but he could feel Devin’s eyes burning into the exposed flesh along the edge of the gauze wrapping his hands, and his fingers twitched in response when he saw Devin’s teeth tear so roughly into his sandwich as he took another bite. James remembered the feel of those teeth in his own flesh, deep enough to draw blood, and his cock stirred.

Slowly James lifted his hand and began to unwrap the bandages, the outer layers spooling easily to the floor. He could hear Devin’s breath coming faster, and James almost had to laugh at this strange striptease. The lower layers of gauze stuck to the dried blood on James’ skin, so stiff he had to peel the cloth away with his fingernails, revealing the bruised and swollen skin with the blood dried in the deep wrinkles of his hands.

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Call her ZANNE. She lives in beautiful, sunny Southern California, which is ironic since she tends to avoid the sun like it might incinerate her on the spot. While her colleagues often refer to her job as zookeeping, the technical title is actually middle school teacher. Misfit Prophets Beneath a Bankrupt Sky was her first published novel and her short story “Persephone Is Bleeding” was published in the Hungry Hearts anthology with Inkstained Succubus Press.

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Blog Tour, Recipe, and Giveaway – All Note Long by Annabeth Albert

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Title: ALL NOTE LONG

Author: Annabeth Albert

Series Title and Number: Perfect Harmony, Book 3, but stands alone well too

Publisher: Kensington

Cover Artist: Cora Graphics/Kensington

Release Date: August 2, 2016

Heat Level: 4 (explicit m/m sex, but lots and lots of plot too!)

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: aprox. 80,000 words/ 232 pages

Genre/Tags: Romance, M/M Romance, contemporary romance, multi-cultural

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Synopsis

Giving true love a spin . . .

Michelin Moses is a country music star on the rise. With a hit single under his Texas-sized belt buckle and a sold-out concert tour underway, his childhood dreams of making it big are finally coming true. But there’s one thing missing—a promise to his dying mother that he’d find it—him—when the time was right. With a little luck, he won’t have to wait too long . . .

Lucky Ramirez is a hunky boy toy who dances at The Broom Closet, one of West Hollywood’s hottest gay bars. He loves what he does, and he’s good at it—almost as good as he is at playing dumb when he spots Michelin Moses at the bar. What happens next is off the charts—and keeps Michelin coming back for more. He’s just not sure it’s the right move for his career. But if Lucky gets his way, Michelin will get Lucky—and no matter how the media spins it, neither of them will be faking it . . .

Lucky & Michelin’s Chimichurri Steak Recipe

Thanks for having me today! I love food, and my books often contain scenes of my characters sharing a meal together. In ALL NOTE LONG, country superstar Michelin Moses loves ranch cooking, country staples, and is surprisingly handy with a grill. He quickly comes to enjoy cooking for Lucky, a gogo dancer roped into a fake relationship with him. Lucky meanwhile introduces him to chimichurri, a sauce his Argentinean family loves.

I love chimichurri and grilled steak, and I wanted to share my recipe for grilled flank steak and chimichurri. I love serving this with rice and grilled vegetables. Zucchini is particularly awesome with the sauce, as are tomatoes and onions, so I often make skewers with all three and toss them on the grill with the steaks. My kids love the steak and sauce on crusty bread.

Lucky & Michelin’s Chimichurri Steak (recipe adapted and modified from several sources)

Ingredients:

  • 2 lbs flank steak
  • 1/2 cup olive oil
  • 2 tablespoons sea salt (I use pink)
  • 1 tablespoon coarsely ground pepper
  • 2 tablespoons chopped fresh oregano or 1 teaspoon dried
  • Oil for greasing the grill (I often skip and it’s fine)
  • 1 recipe Chimichurri Sauce (following)
  • 2 limes cut into 4 wedges each

 

  1. Place the steak between two pieces of parchment paper or 2 pieces of plastic wrap on a flat surface. Using a mallet or rolling pin, pound the flank steak until it is ¼ inch thick. Flip the meat to pound everything evenly. Alternatively, you may be able to find thinly sliced steaks you don’t need to pound—I’ve used this recipe with different cuts of meat, sometimes pounding and sometimes not (Adjust the grilling time if you don’t pound!).
  2. Mix the oil, salt, pepper, and oregano in a large dish—I use my largest pyrex baking pan, and turn the meat to thoroughly coat it before covering with plastic wrap and marinating at least two hours in the fridge. More is fine as I often do it more like eight hours.
  3. About an hour to thirty minutes before you’re ready to cook the flank steak, remove it from the fridge and allow it to come to room temperature.
  4. Preheat the grill to medium-high heat. I aim for about 450 degrees on mine. Brush the grill rack with oil if desired. Remove steaks from marinade. Grill the steaks to desired doneness, 3 to 4 minutes per side for medium-rare. Check temperature with an instant meat thermometer if you have one. Let steaks rest on a serving dish for at least ten minutes before slicing.
  5. Thinly slice the steaks across the grain. Serve with the chimichurri sauce and lime wedges.

Chimichurri Sauce

  • 3-5 cloves garlic, peeled (I use the higher number, but we really like garlic)
  • 1 bunch fresh flat-leaf parsley (about 1 cup tightly packed, stems are fine).
  • ½ cup olive oil (more if needed)
  • ⅓ cup lemon juice or red wine vinegar (I use lemon juice, most recipes use different versions of vinegar. I’ve also done a combination of both which I really like.)
  • ½ bunch fresh cilantro (optional—this can be made with just parsley and be awesome. Also good here is around ¼ cup fresh mint instead of cilantro).
  • 2 tablespoons fresh oregano (optional)
  • ¼ to ¾ teaspoon red pepper flakes (if you have kids you may want to omit)
  • 1 tablespoon diced shallot or red onion (optional)
  • ½ teaspoon fine sea salt (or to taste)

 

  1. Puree in food processor until smooth. Add more oil if needed to make a smooth, thick sauce. Adjust salt and pepper to taste. Flavors will mellow and meld if allowed to stand before serving. I try for an hour, but it’s also good with less time. Keep in the fridge for up to two weeks, but it never lasts that long at our house!

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Thanks for having me and I hope you enjoy ALL NOTE LONG! Feel free to tell me how YOU like your steak J

Excerpt

Michelin Moses had no business at a gay bar, especially not one as notorious as West Hollywood’s The Broom Closet. And the line to get in totally underscored that—the vestibule was a long, narrow tunnel filled with kids out to enjoy their Friday night. Babies, really. Fresh-faced young things who probably didn’t even need to shave jostled one another in the tight space, laughing and joking as they admired one another’s club wear and gossiped about who was fucking who.

Not that Michelin was listening in, but the space was so tiny it was hard not to. He didn’t have club wear to ogle. He had “please for the love of God don’t notice me” clothes. And the idea of openly pointing to another dude in line and announcing to one’s friends, “Oh yeah, I hit that last weekend” was so totally foreign that he couldn’t help but gape a bit. The plexiglass walls of the tunnel gave off weird shadows—neither the lights outside the club nor the dim track lighting along the bottom edge of the tunnel were enough illumination.

He tugged at the collar of his Henley shirt. Damn, it was hot in here. Too small. Too tight. Not enough air. Shut up. He was not claustrophobic. If this line ever moved, he’d feel better once he was inside the Closet.

If that’s not a metaphor for your whole damn life…

“ID please.” Finally, the line reached the bouncers who were taking ID. Michelin couldn’t even remember the last time he’d had to stand around like this, show ID. At least unlike these nineteen-year-olds with their fake identification, Michelin’s Oregon driver’s license was likely to hold up. The bouncer was a huge guy—so tall and jacked that Michelin felt for the tiny stool that held him up—with surprisingly small, delicate hands.

He held the card aloft before finally handing it back and nodding. “Okay, cowboy. Enjoy your night.”

At least he hadn’t laughed outright at the name. That was something. Shoving his license back in his wallet, he stumbled a bit coming out of the tunnel.

“Watch it,” someone barked behind him.

“Sorry,” Michelin mumbled. Hell, he couldn’t even successfully enter the Closet. A nervous laugh bubbled up in his throat, something he stamped right back down. Forget the stupid bar, coming out of his personal closet was out of the question, and he didn’t need the crowd jostling behind him to remind him of that.

“This your first time here?” a kid to the left of him asked—short little guy with far more bravado than brains. Michelin made a noncommittal response but the kid grabbed his sleeve, his eyes going soft and hooded. “How about you be my daddy for the night? We can make sure it’s your lucky night.” The kid winked.

Ugh. Getting lucky wasn’t even remotely in the cards for his night.

“No thanks.” He pulled away from the kid, scanning the cavernous space for signs of the private party room his friends had promised. And oh holy hell, knowing in the abstract that this place had go-go dancers was a far cry from actually seeing said dancers dispersed through the place on platforms and in cages and even on something resembling a trapeze. Gleaming bronze skin and tiny shorts everywhere he looked.

Fuck the private room. I need a soda. Something to relieve his suddenly parched throat. He turned toward the main bar area and ran smack into one of the elevated dancers’ platforms. Two platforms flanked the opening of the club, directing the stream of traffic toward the bar, sort of like how a different sort of place might have large statues. Only instead of works of stone or ice, this…piece of art in front of Michelin was all man.

And what a specimen he was. The dancer probably wasn’t much older than the kids waiting to get into the club, but there was nothing juvenile about his tall, ripped body or that juicy bubble butt that he worked to perfection the way Michelin’s guitar player did a solo—each muscle working in concert with the others, each wiggle carefully choreographed for maximum appeal. Said butt was encased in a pair of shorts. Or at least Michelin guessed that one would call them shorts—they were longer than underwear, but not by much, and made of a clingy, silky red material. The stitching did things to the guy’s package that shouldn’t be legal.

Those muscular legs and that smooth, oiled chest also needed outlawing. The dancer had completed his look with thick, chunky combat boots, sunglasses, and a necklace with a medal on it. The boots and glasses upped the hotness factor to supernova, giving him an untouchable appeal that made it no surprise that he had a fair-sized crowd around his platform. Right as Michelin completed his muscle-by-muscle catalog of the guy, the dancer’s glasses slipped, revealing chocolaty eyes. His eyebrows went up, and the message he sent Michelin was unmistakable: You gonna stay there all night?

Oh fuck. Michelin was blocking the line of traffic, and more important, blocking access to the platform for the patrons who wanted to slip tips in the guy’s waistband.

Should he? He shoved a hand in his pocket, considering. Did he dare risk touching a piece of that gleaming skin? The lights reflecting off the dancer’s body totally made Michelin think of caramel dripping off flan—rich golden tones only enhanced by the contrast of the shiny black combat boots and his closely cropped black hair.

What the fuck was the protocol in a situation like this? Hi, I’m sorry I’ve been eye-fucking you for the last ten minutes, here’s a five? He’d never been to a straight strip club either. Hell, he avoided most bars like the plague. And eye-fucking? He never ogled—and not just because it could be disastrous to his career. Most of the time he simply felt oblivious, but something about the dancer perked up parts of Michelin that usually stayed dormant. Two people shoved around him to stuff money in the dancer’s shorts, their arms trapping Michelin briefly in place. Coming here had been a giant mistake, just as Gloria had warned him.

“You can’t go to that party! Gossip is already high about you mentoring two gay groups—”

“They’re not gay groups. They just happen to have gay members,” Michelin said wearily, already tired of this latest publicist the label had shoved at him.

“Whatever.” Gloria flipped her bony wrist. “They’re a risk you can’t take right now.”

“It’s no big deal. There will be straight people at the party.” Michelin didn’t bother with the “other straight people” pretext. Gloria knew the drill. “There’s no risk in celebrating a friend’s birthday.”

Except now, looking at the dancer, Michelin knew how wrong he’d been. This place was risk personified, and that dancer was the embodiment of everything Michelin denied himself. The dancer was a triple pour of top-shelf whiskey and Michelin couldn’t stop thinking about the heady rush touching him would bring. He should turn around now. Get back to his car now before he really embarrassed himself—

“Mi—boss! There you are!”

Oh thank you, small mercies, that Lucas stopped himself before he said Michelin’s name. Still, Michelin turned toward him warily. Play it cool, he tried to tell Lucas with his eyes.

Lucas nodded, just slightly. Message received. Like everyone else in the club, Lucas was in his early twenties and about a decade younger than Michelin, but at least he was one of Michelin’s favorite kids, especially because he was here to lead Michelin away from the temptation that was the dancer with the sculpture-worthy ass.

“The party room is back this way.” Lucas motioned with his hand. “Follow me.”

“Babe!” A familiar rangy figure with a punk haircut draped himself over Lucas. “You found him.” Cody had a smile for Michelin, but his affection was all for his boyfriend.

Ordinarily, Michelin loved being around the two of them and the other guys he mentored. Their energy was infectious, and their passion for music renewed his own. But tonight, Michelin’s stomach cramped as he followed the two of them to the rear of the club. Happiness practically rolled off them and their movements were totally in sync with each other. Once Michelin had thought he might get to know what that was like, but those days were long past.

“Don’t even think about doing anything now. You’ve got too much riding on this year. Don’t be foolish. You’ve got the number one country song in America right now. Don’t mess with your momentum.” Gloria’s voice rang in his ears. Nope. No way was Michelin ever getting what his friends shared. No sense in pining for it either. He had a career he loved, friends who made him laugh, and family at his back. He’d known what the trade-offs were when he decided to trade his rock stardom for country crossover success.

Tonight’s strange melancholy mood had him aching to get back home, push all these feelings into working on a new song. With any luck, Michelin could say happy birthday to Jalen, make a round of greetings to the other musicians he was mentoring, and get the hell out of Dodge. Preferably without running into the dancer again. He didn’t need another reminder of how little he fit into this world—or how much he wished life were a bit different.

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Annabeth Albert grew up sneaking romance novels under the bed covers. Now, she devours all subgenres of romance out in the open—no flashlights required! When she’s not adding to her keeper shelf, she’s a multi-published Pacific Northwest romance writer.

Emotionally complex, sexy, and funny stories are her favorites both to read and to write. Annabeth loves finding happy endings for a variety of pairings and is a passionate gay rights supporter. In between searching out dark heroes to redeem, she works a rewarding day job and wrangles two children.

Represented by Saritza Hernandez of the Corvisiero Literary Agency

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Audiobook Tour, Exclusive Excerpt. and Giveaway – The Cellar by T.M. Smith

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It’s time to learn the truth about what happened that day in The Cellar.
Taryn and Thanos are the formidable Ambassadors of House Orion. Taryn was born into power, bred from birth to lead the people of Greece along with his sister Theresa. Thanos was never a part of his mothers’ plan. The son of a fisherman was not a suitable match for the son of Greece as far as their mothers’ were concerned, but Taryn usually gets his way.
The Cellar is the story of how these two men met and fell in love, and what lengths Taryn went to, to ensure he kept his man. This novella also contains a more detailed accounting of what happened the night Raven and Tanis went for a walk on the beach, and the adult version ofMistletoe and Mayhem that was initially released as a free short through Goodreads.
The Cellar is much like the deleted scenes from your favorite movie. I’ve taken several scenes that were either cut short or removed from the book Appearances, and elaborated on them to create the short, sexy, and steamy novella.
 
 

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Raven was exhausted after the trip and not even remotely looking forward to a huge meet and greet, so he was relieved to learn the big dinner wouldn’t be until the next night. Taryn and Thanos ordered a light dinner of traditional Greek foods brought up to their rooms for dinner that night. So they all gathered there ate, drank and talked for a few hours before everyone went their own way, mostly all heading off to bed.

Unpacking, Raven pulled his bible out and turned, opening the drawer of the table on this side of the bed, almost dropping it when he took in its contents. There was a pair of handcuffs and what looked like a whip, but was much shorter, with several long strands of the same material it was made out of streaming off the end of it.

He wasn’t sure why, but his heart beat just a little faster at the thought of what the items could be used for. He could venture to guess, since they were in a drawer just underneath the allive plant that sat on the table. Smiling to himself, Raven just chuckled and placed the whip back in the drawer, dropping his bible next to it and pushing it shut.

Raven was ready to fall into bed and sleep for days, thinking maybe he could be convinced to make love, given the right persuasion. His thoughts drifted back to what he’d just found in the drawer. Tanis walked out of the bathroom and eyed him curiously. Raven just grinned and shook off his wandering thoughts, and libido, thinking that sleep was a much better option at the moment.

He was ready to argue the matter when Tanis led him outside to the terrace, “Walk with me?” Tanis asked, leading Raven to a set of stairs that took them down the back of the palace to the beach below.

When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Raven saw another set of stairs that led down below ground, a strong set of steel doors barring whatever lay behind them. “What’s down there?” he asked.

“That’s the cellar, where it all started.” Tanis chuckled.

“Where all what started?”

Tanis smiled and continued walking toward the beach, retelling the story of how his fathers were caught and matched against his grandmother’s wishes.

“Wait, so, Taryn and Thanos deliberately got caught having sex so that your grandmother would have no choice but to let them get married?” Raven asked.

Tanis bristled at the comment, “No, not deliberately, at least I don’t think. When dad, Thanos, found out that they couldn’t get married and dad, Taryn, would have to marry someone else, he was going to leave House Orion. So da… Taryn, went after him. They got caught in that cellar and the rest, as they say, is history.”

Raven certainly thought it sounded like it was planned, the getting caught part, but rather than argue his point he just nodded his head.



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A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia; TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or ticking away on her next novel. 
Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people, Love is Love!


 


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Blog Tour, Excerpt, and Character Interview – Lime Gelatin and Other Monsters by Angel Martinez

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Questions for Paranormal Officers 6:

(A series in which we ask the officers in the 77th Precincts squad room questions. We’ve confiscated their car keys and transit tokens, so they have to answer before they get to go home.)

Would you rather be a tiny elephant or a giant rodent?

Vance Virago (intermittent Firestarter): What the fuck kind of stupid question is that?

Carrington Loveless III (skin-blood vampire): I can see there might be unique disadvantages to either one. Edgar?

Edgar (neon raven): Fuck a fire hydrant!

Loveless: I know it’s difficult. No need to be rude. I think I’d rather the elephant. Better to be small and intelligent than huge and stupid.

Jeff Gatling (fruit teleporter): I have a pet rat. They’re really pretty smart. I think I’d rather be bigger. No one said how small the elephant was, but getting stepped on would suck.

Amanda Zacchini (post-cognitive): You couldn’t have a kitty or a damn dog, Jeff? I’m with Carr on the elephant. See, if you’re a tiny elephant, people would think you’re interesting, but if you’re a giant rodent, someone’s gonna try and kill you.

Loveless: That’s our Manda. Practical as ever.

Kyle Monroe (talent absorber): Okay, but the question didn’t say rat, it said rodent. So you could be a giant any kind of rodent. Oh, hey, I’d wanna be a giant squirrel! That would be so cool.

Vikash Soren (paranormal talent unclassified): You already are a giant squirrel most days. Not much of a stretch.

Monroe: Gee, thanks, Kash. Wait! A giant capybara.

Soren: Hmm, yes. Capybaras are big enough, I think. Elephant.

Monroe: Great. Now explain.

Soren: I like elephants? It would be interesting to have a trunk. I like that idea.

Shira Lourdes (stress telekinetic): Trunks are cool, but I’d want to be big. Being small sucks.

Greg Santos (waterfowl telepath): You’re not small, Shira. You’re, um, a compact model. *ducks a swat* I’d take the rodent option if I could be something, you know, cute. That people like. A guinea pig or a hamster, maybe.

Wolf (human-cursed wolf): I hate both choices but no rodents. I’d never be a prey animal. Though I guess being human is sort of a prey animal. I’d see humans as prey, anyway. Sometimes. If I was desperate. Now I’m hungry. What were we talking about?

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Publisher:        Pride Publishing
Author:            Angel Martinez
Cover Artist:   Emmy Ellis
Length:            30,000 words
Format:           ebook
Release Date: pre-order 7/5/16, Pride store release 7/19/16, General release 8/16/16
Pairing:           M/M
Price:               $4.50

 

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Kyle Monroe’s encounter with a strange gelatinous creature in an alley leaves him scarred and forever changed, revealing odd abilities he wishes he didn’t have and earning him reassignment to a precinct where all the cops have defective paranormal abilities.

Just as he’s starting to adjust to his fellow misfit squad mates, Kyle’s new partner arrives. Tall, physically perfect, reserved, and claiming he has no broken psychic talents, Vikash Soren irritates Kyle in every way. But as much as he’d like to hate Vikash, Kyle finds himself oddly drawn to him, their non-abilities meshing in unexpected ways. If they can learn to work together, they might be able to stop the mysterious killer who has been leaving mutilated bodies along the banks of the Schuylkill.

 

Series Info:

Offbeat Crimes:

Every region has them, but no police department talks about them—the weird crimes, the encounters with creatures out of nightmares. The 77th Precincts exist in certain cities to handle paranormal crime and containment, usually staffed with experienced officers exhibiting psychic abilities.

In Philadelphia, through an odd mix of budget issues and circumstance, the 77th is manned entirely by officers with bizarre or severely limited psychic talents. The firestarter who can’t get a spark when it’s humid. The vampire who can’t drink whole blood. These are the stories of the misfits, the outcasts from even the strangeness of the paranormal community. Call them freaks, but they’re police officers first, serving and protecting, even if their methods aren’t always normal procedure.

 

Excerpt:

Kyle sat up straighter, shifting to see between the heads in front of him. Soren looked like a poster boy for the model police officer, tall and straight, uniform crisp and sharp. He stood at parade rest beside the lieutenant impassively surveying his new colleagues. A little knot of resentment lodged in Kyle’s stomach. At his own introduction to the Seventy-seventh, he’d been nervous and fidgety, freaked out by the collection of…freaks. How can he be so calm?

“Officer Soren transferred from the Harrisburg PD—”

“Don’t they have enough freaky shit of their own up there?” Wolf called out in his rasping growl.

“—since Harrisburg is in our jurisdiction,” she continued with a quelling glance. “He’ll start out partnered with Monroe.”

“What does he do, ma’am? That it’s safe to put him with Kirby, er, Kyle?” Shira Lourdes asked as she flicked nervous glances across the room at Kyle. An empty chair slid away from her and fell over. Her partner, Greg Santos, shook his head and righted the unfortunate piece of furniture.

“Officer Soren’s abilities are his business, which he may or may not choose to share if you ask. And don’t bully him about it either, any of you.” Lieutenant Dunfee swept the room again, pinning each of her officers with her needle-laser gaze like captive butterflies. “Monroe, my office after briefing. Info on your current case.”

She dismissed them, stalking from the room with thunderclouds in her eyes. Kyle found himself approaching the new guy and trying his best not to be awkward. Did he offer to shake hands? Was it safe? Would the guy flinch like so many people did at the sight of Kyle’s scarred hands? Soren was even taller up close, six-foot-three of lean inscrutability, his blue eyes startlingly bright against smoky bronze skin.

“Um, hi, I’m Kyle Monroe.” Kyle fidgeted when Soren didn’t offer his hand either. “You’re with me, I guess. I’ll show you our spot in the squad room.”

Soren followed him silently and Kyle was starting to wonder if he was like Krisk in the not-speaking department until he finally spoke in a smooth, soft baritone, making Kyle startle and miss a step. “Why do they call you Kirby?”

“You’d hear it sooner or later, I guess.” Kyle shrugged. “It’s this thing I do, absorbing other people’s talents temporarily. If they’re close to me. Or touch me. Like Kirby, the little pink dude in the video game.”

“Ah.”

Just that? Soren didn’t edge away, or change expression at all. Was he made of stone? “It’s a thing. Everyone here has a thing.”

After a few more steps, Soren asked, “Always?”

“What…oh, was I always like this? Who knows? I mean, maybe I’ve picked up stray thoughts or something, but no. It’s pretty recent. Knowing that I do this.”

Kyle took a wide arc around Vance as he entered the squad room, pointing to the double desk in the far corner, well removed from everyone else. “That’s ours. Coffee’s over there, but you might not want that coffee. Let me grab my file and we’ll go see the lieutenant.”

“So what’s your story, Soren?” Vance called across the squad room. “What flies your freak flag?”

“Yeah, what do you do?” Jeff Gatling stopped ’porting his banana from one corner of his desk to the other.

“I don’t really do anything,” Soren answered as he hefted the empty coffee pot. “Guess I’ll make fresh since I’m the new guy.”

He opened the top to remove the filter and every human voice in the squad room yelled out, “No!”

Most people would have startled, maybe dropped the carafe. Soren just blinked at the roomful of people gesturing wildly. He took the filter out and emptied it over the trashcan. “Why not?”

“You don’t want to do that.” Kyle stayed by his desk, a nice safe distance from the coffee station. “That’s Larry’s job.”

“Larry’s not keeping up then.”

The container of sweetener packets began to rattle. It shivered across the counter and leaped to a messy end, ceramic shards skittering across the floor. The desk that Krisk and Wolf shared rose from the floor several inches and slammed back down. Wolf fled with a squeaking yelp just before the desk flipped on its side.

Soren glanced toward Kyle. “Larry’s not a cop, is he?”

“He is…he was! A dead cop. Larry’s a ghost. He gets ticked if anyone else makes the coffee. Put the stuff back, please!”

“Larry?” Soren raised his voice but to all appearances remained completely unruffled. “I’m new here. I’m very sorry I invaded your jurisdiction. See? I’m putting the carafe back. Closing the top. Are we good, Larry?”

A breeze ruffled through a stack of papers, but no further mayhem ensued. The carafe slid from its pad on the coffeemaker and floated to the water cooler where Larry, who never manifested in a visible form, whistled tunelessly while he filled the carafe.

From his dim corner of the room, Carrington said in his dry, genteel way, “Welcome to the Island of Misfit Freaks.”

 

Buy Links:

Publisher: https://www.pride-publishing.com/book/lime-gelatin-and-other-monsters

 

Author Bio:

The unlikely black sheep of an ivory tower intellectual family, Angel Martinez has managed to make her way through life reasonably unscathed. Despite a wildly misspent youth, she snagged a degree in English Lit, married once and did it right the first time, gave birth to one amazing son, and realized at some point that she could get paid for writing.

Published since 2006, Angel’s cynical heart cloaks a desperate romantic. You’ll find drama and humor given equal weight in her writing and don’t expect sad endings. Life is sad enough.

She currently lives in Delaware in a drinking town with a college problem and writes Science Fiction and Fantasy centered around gay heroes.

 

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