Showing posts with label alternative universe. Show all posts
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Friday, May 6, 2016

Cover Reveal & Giveaway~ Naughty Cupid


I am thrilled to show off the new cover for Deanna Wadsworth's new book, Naughty Cupid. You can check it out below. Don't forget to enter the giveaway for a signed copy of the book from the author. The contest closes on May 13th. The cover reveal tour is sponsored by Pride Promotions.


Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
Release Date: June 6, 2016
Blurb:

The name’s Lio, and you may have read the beginning of my story in A Cupid’s Wager. Well, hold on to you hats, because there’s more to tell about your favorite cupid working in the Gay Division of the Inter-Dimensional Association of Cupids.

Remember Ethan? That Aztec god of the winds who busted me shooting a closeted human with a gay lust arrow? Yeah, I haven’t been able to forget him either. Even though I have a rule against getting it on with other supernaturals—especially ones working for the Straight Division—my magic is drawn to Ethan and all his tattoos and piercings in a way I cannot control.

But after that night of mind-numbing sex, now I gotta face my evil ex-boyfriend and a suspension by the IDAC for “misplacing” arrows. They took my quiver, and I have to figure out how to get my arrow privileges back before they’re taken forever.

Ethan seems to think he can help me, but I don’t know how anybody can make this cupid believe in love again.


Pages or Words: 75,000 words, 178 pages

Categories: Alternate Universe, Erotica, Fantasy, Humor, M/M Romance, Paranromal, Romance

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Excerpt:
“You know the lust arrows only work if the person’s mind is open to it. I shot Raymond with a Class 4 gay lust arrow. They only have a little more juice than a few tequila shooters. They can’t make a straight man gay.”
“But that is what you are trying to do,” Ethan shot back.
“You know it doesn’t work that way.”
To prove my point, I materialized one of my long purple arrows.
Without warning, I stabbed Ethan in the heart with it.
“Oww!”
The arrow exploded in a burst of light and glittering purple dust, the blast blowing our hair back.
When the magic cleared, the stunned expression on Ethan’s face cracked me up. “Now, do you spontaneously wanna suck my cock?”
He gaped at me like I’d lost my ever-lovin’ mind. “What did you do that for?”
“Don’t get your panties in a wad. Class 4G lusts can’t make someone gay. You’re born that way. There’s even a Lady Gaga song to prove it.”
His big hand rubbed where I’d hit him. “You should not have done that, Lio. You have no idea what you just did.”
“I already shot an unauthorized arrow tonight, what’s one more? Besides, unless you’re gay, it won’t affect you.” I waggled my brows. “So what are you so worried about? Got sumthin’ you wanna confess?”
He actually growled at me.
“Build a bridge,” I told him. “If anyone has a right to be pissed off here, it’s me. The gaydar says Raymond is gay, yet you asshats over in SD decided to shoot him and a woman with true love arrows. Talk about a douche move. Forcing the man to lie to himself and everyone about who he is. And how is that fair to do to the girl? She’s a victim too!”
“The IDAC does not consider a gaydar to be a reliable source of information,” he said, completely ignoring the more-than-valid complaint.
Humans were born with a variety of sexualities, but there were only a limited variety of arrows to complement the IDAC’s narrow-minded ideas on sexuality. In a nutshell, there were gay arrows and the naturally more powerful straight arrows. Don’t get me started on the complexities of targeting anybody not gay or straight. I was glad not to be assigned to those fledgling subdivisions of GD because they often had to work with the jerks in SD. However, both primary divisions had arrows for love (red) and lust (purple), each with four different strength ratings—one being the most potent. In other words, the Class 1S love Ethan had been using was the highest strength straight love arrow—aka the most powerful of all arrows.
Hence his being so pissed at me.
“I’m not gonna sit here and argue politics with you. We both know I’m already in trouble for an unauthorized arrow launch. Make that two,” I amended, gesturing to his chest. “Why the fuck do you think I don’t have love arrow privileges anymore? Hell, the sparks our collision set off will raise questions too. I’m already busted. Fine! I’m ready to face whatever comes my way. When I set out to do this, I knew there were risks.”
“Set out to do this?” he repeated, looking utterly appalled. “You mean you have done this before?”
I swallowed, feeling like a child being scolded. “Only on unattached people.”
“I cannot believe you would do that to someone! A person’s decision to come out is deeply personal. You have no right, Lio! None!”
Yeah, but the Fates did, I supposed. Who put those bitches in charge, anyway?
I didn’t know what Ethan’s big fat beef might be—besides the one in his pants—but I had to get my ass out of this sling. “Like I said, I’m already busted. If you think Raymond isn’t gay, let’s just follow them”—I pointed to my unauthorized mark and the guy with him, both of them deliberately brushing hips and shoulders as they walked down the street—“and see what happens. If he changes his mind, I’ll admit the gaydar is inaccurate, I’ll turn myself in for interrupting your mark, and you won’t even get in trouble.”
He glared. “And if your arrow works, I suppose you get to walk?”
“If I’m right, and those two dudes get their freak on, you can do what you want with me.” Too bad that wouldn’t be those full lips around my dick. “But you give me back the gaydar and you don’t tell anyone I have it or that I was here.”
Ethan looked at the device in his hand as if it would explode or jump up and bite his cock off. His expression would’ve been funny if this weren’t so serious. He seemed to be weighing something in his mind, and I felt his anger retracting. Still, an aura of incredible danger and masculinity wafted about him. My heart thumped wildly, both from nerves and the exotic spiciness of his skin. Knowing his ferocious appearance was tempered with an innate goodness made me a little hot.
Okay, a lot hot.
Though it went against every rule I made for myself, I couldn’t stop picturing Ethan naked. Sure, I was as horny as any cupid, but something about this Aztec amplified all of my senses far more than usual—especially the ones below the waist.
“I cannot believe I am saying this,” Ethan said slowly. “But I will give you one chance. One. But if you ruin that man’s life, your ass is mine.”
“Talk dirty to me,” I purred.
He lowered dark brows. “You are not funny.”
“I think I’m a really fun guy. Especially when I’m naked.” I couldn’t help myself and gave him a suggestive wink. “And whoever said a little dick up the ass would ruin a man’s life? Ever try it? The orgasms are un-fucking-believable.”
Ethan curled his lip and growled at me like an angry cat.
“Jeesh, sorry I mentioned it.”
He seized my arm in a viselike grip. “Come.”
If I’d known going with Ethan would turn my world upside down, I would’ve grabbed my gaydar and run, taking my chances with my boss, the IDAC, and even the Fates. Because I wasn’t prepared for what was coming my way.
Not at all.

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Meet the author:

Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. She has served multiple board positions at her local RWA chapter and with Rainbow Romance Writers of America. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

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Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Book Spotlight & Giveaway~ Mate Me, Hate Me, Date Me, Love Me


Today we are spotlighting Chris McHart's Mate Me, Hate Me, Date Me, Love Me. Don't forget to enter the giveaway at the end of the post as two people will win a print copy of the book from the author. Contest closes on May 4th. The tour is sponsored by Pride Promotions.


Publisher: Rawmance Publishing
Cover Artist: Chris McHart
Series: Unexpected
Book: Three
Can be read as a standalone, but would make more sense if you read the others, too. 
Release Date: April 27, 2016

When his father, King Harold, forces Prince Gerome to mate a complete stranger in order to save his unborn child, he complies with a heavy heart and says goodbye to all his dreams of finding love. Gerome’s hurt and treats his mate the way he’s been taught all his life: through power and submission. But with Luis, it doesn’t work.

When Luis is mated off to a stranger, his world ends. He was a carefree student one day and the next a vampire prince demands his submission. He can’t run, but he can hide and hate in silence. So he withdraws until only a shell remains.

Neither of the men has any chance of finding love together until a friend intervenes. Can Gerome forget what he’s been taught all his life, and is it possible for Luis to forget what’s happened to him? Will they ever find their own happy ending? Or can love blossom where only hate exists?

Pages or Words: 85,500 words

Categories: Alternate Universe, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance

Excerpt:
Excerpt Mate Me, Hate Me, Date Me, Love Me

Luis’ mother turned to him and took his hand with her cold one. Her beautiful blue eyes sought his, and she visibly took a deep breath. “I have to tell you something. Please hear me out before you say anything.”
Luis swallowed hard. What would come now? His hands were clammy, but he could only wipe one on his jeans as his mother still held the other. Luis stared at her face and tried to figure out what was wrong. Something bad happened. Something really bad. Blood pulsed in his ears while he waited for his mother or father to speak again.
“The Vampire King from Munich visited us yesterday. He had a proposal for us. His son, Gerome, needs a mate. He’s seen the picture of you at the coven meeting from a few months ago and thinks you’d be a good match. The prince is going to take over the crown soon, and he needs a mate by his side. You, to be specific.” His mother paused and tightened her hold on his hand. “I agreed. A mating to the prince will bring a lot of power to our coven. And the king paid us a good deal of money for the match.”
“You what?” Luis yelled, trying to pull his hand back, but his mother held him tightly. He jumped up from his seat and tried to yank away from his mother’s grasp. What the fuck were they thinking? They had to be kidding. He was not going to mate some guy he never met. They were totally crazy. Nuts.
His mother didn’t relent, firmly keeping his hand in her grip.
“Let me go! I won’t mate someone you picked! What do you think you’re doing?” His voice cracked, but his mother didn’t even flinch.
“Calm down. You knew this was coming. Everyone gets mated. It’s the way things are done,” his mother said calmly, even though her fingers still dug into Luis’ hand. It hurt, but he couldn’t focus on that now. He needed to get away before they married him off. His mind raced, turning over possibilities. He couldn’t simply mate someone. What if he ran away and hid? Would one of his friends help him to lay low? If the king wanted him as a mate for his son, would hiding help at all? Or would they find him?



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Chris McHart lives in Germany, with her husband, slave, Dom, partner in crime, and muse (all in one person, not even she’s that kinky!). She loves her husband, men in kilts and Scotch Whisky. Her idea of a perfect evening is to curl up with her laptop and write (the other options are not suitable to post in public).

Where to find the author:

Facebook Author Page: www.facebook.com/chrismchart





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Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Discover Corin's Chance and Win an E-copy of the book!


Check out the giveaway at the end of the post. You could win one of two e-copy's of Corin's Chance from the author. Contest closes November 6th. The tour is sponsored by Pride Promotions.

Talking with author Hannah Walker

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Hannah Walker author of Corin’s Chance
Hi Hannah, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book. 

Why do you write?
For the love of the stories. Because these stories and these men are in my head and if I can make even one person enjoy them when they read them, well that makes me happy. 

Which of your books was the most difficult to write?
Definitely Tate’s book. It’s a much more emotional read then Corin’s was. I cried both while writing a couple of scenes and editing them. Battle scenes are always hard, keeping an eye on positioning and who is where can be a challenge as there are so many things going on at the same time. Although I think I found that part harder in Corin’s book.

Give us an insight into your main character. What does he/she do that is so special?
Corin is one of those people who is incredibly selfless. HE would put anyone before himself, it’s instinctual for him. As a doctor he is gifted, but that’s been because he sacrificed other parts of his life to focus on becoming the best that he can be. Each time he loses someone on the operating table it hurts him deeply, he sees it as his own failing.
He is a fully trained trauma surgeon so he needs to have nerves of steel and is especially calm in a crisis.
If you were to ask him though, he would say he isn’t special merely good at his job.

How much research do you do for your books?
Being Sci Fi, a lot of it is imagination. Although the science is inherent to me. I have a degree in chemistry and I’m definitely what you would consider a science geek so the science behind it second nature to me.
I will research things. Like military ranks. It becomes harder sometimes to know what to use, for example I’m English but there are a lot of U.S. readers. So I sometimes have to research what will work best. Although I do have someone double check my medical parts to make sure they are realistic and consistent. While it is set in the future and Sci Fi I wouldn’t want something so outrageous that it pulls the readers out of the moment.

Who designs your covers? 
Cover Art by Kellie Dennis at Book Cover by Design www.bookcoverbydesign.co.uk 

I think she did an amazing job with Corin’s book and am really excited to see what she comes up with throughout the series. We have some fantastic ideas planned.



Now let's take a sneak peek into Hannah Walker's Corin's Chance, which looks like a yummy read *grins*....


Series: Avanti Chronicles
Book: One
Publisher: Hannah Walker
Cover Artist: Kellie Dennis @ Book Cover by Design
Release Date: October 30, 2015 

Posted to some stars awful cruiser, Dr. Corin Talovich hoped to serve his time quietly and get on with his life, but fate stepped in and decided otherwise.

Crashing into an unknown planet was the last thing Corin expected. With only his friend, Lieutenant Commander Tate Riven, by his side, they face the unexplored world and new enemies bravely, leading them to the Derin Clan, where they’re welcomed by the leader’s son.

Kel isn't sure about the strange men, but he isn't about to send them away, especially when the bond between Corin and himself is something he can't ignore.

When another clan wages an attack, Kel is forced to make some hard choices which nearly costs him everything he holds dear. Together, with their allies, Corin and Kel fight, focusing on the future they desire, knowing failure not only dooms their love, but also those around them. Side by side, they work to destroy the evil threatening to keep them apart and becoming the family both men desire.

Pages or Words: 140,000 words

Categories: Alternate universe, Fantasy, Fiction, Gay fiction, M/M romance, Romance, Science fiction (with a little space opera feel)

Excerpt:
With a nod to one of the four guards at the door's entrance, Carn led them into the room. Following behind him, they walked right up to the massive table sat at the end. Around the table were stood six men, they must have ranged in ages from late teens to mid-sixties. They all looked weary and haggard, their bodies drooping where they stood. Maps, paperwork and cups littered the table in front of them. 
One of them turned to Carn who was standing at the front of Corin’s group. "Damn it, Carn, I told you we weren't to be disturbed for anything. I don't care who the latest bloody delegate from the Alliance is. Now is not the time." A huge frown accompanied the man’s words.
"Laird Kel, these aren't delegates. I think you are going to want to hear this. They came asking for you as Kel, saying it was about a young girl named Eliya," Carn cautiously spoke, wary of upsetting any of the men around the table.
All around them heads shot up from what they were focused on. Suddenly every pair of eyes in the room was focused on them with a laser like intensity.
"What do you know about Eliya?" The man named Kel demanded.
Corin watched as he stalked towards them. His movements, while predatory, were graceful. He was close to seven feet of solid planes and hard muscles. His skin was a golden bronze which seemed to glisten in the lights around him. His hair was a mid-blonde, and flowed to just past his shoulders. Leather bracers covered his forearms while second, smaller leather circlets were wrapped around each bicep. Leather trousers were moulded to his thighs. Corin’s heart began to beat faster. Never had a first glance at someone affected him as it did now.
Laird Kelin was rugged in appearance. While still young, his face had a slightly rugged visage which was likely due to many hours spent outdoors. His eyes were both brown and green, with the green bleeding into the brown on the outer edges. He had a strong nose, coupled with a square jaw, and a dusting of facial hair, that just added to his overall ruggedness.
Corin’s cock went from soft, to rock hard and aching instantly. Damn this was a man he would happily have under him, over him, inside him. In fact, he would take him any which way he could. Tate shot Corin a questioning glance and Corin realised he hadn't been able to hide his reaction from his friend.
Shooting a glance at Tate and shaking his head, Corin boldly stepped forward. “I need to know who you are to Eliya before I can say anything.”
A second later one of the other men stood around the table jumped over it, and was hurtling towards Corin with a look of murderous intent on his face. Just as he got to Corin, he threw a punch that never landed. Instead, Tate stepped between Corin and Eliya, who was still asleep in the sling, and this new man. The punch hit him square in the abdomen, the pain was instantaneous, he staggered back, all the air gone from his lungs. Tate could feel his stitches rip open from the impact. Trying to suck in a deep breath, he called on all his years of training with the Avanti and pushed the pain into the recesses of his mind and forced his body back to standing whilst simultaneously pulling his knife from the sheath at his side.
“Make another move towards him again and I’ll kill you. You want him? You have to go through me first, and I promise you, I. Will. Win. You have no idea what you nearly did there.” Tate growled at the man, his stance wide, both aggressive and defensive at the same time.
“Do you know who I am?” The new man demanded as he bared his teeth at Tate.
“No,” Tate replied. “And frankly, I don't care. Now. Back. The. Fuck. Off.”
They watched as the man named Kel placed a restraining arm across the other man’s chest. “Leave it, Tir, let me deal with this. I mean it. We won't find anything out if we beat them. They came to us willingly, give them a chance to explain.”
They all watched the man called Tir run his hands over his face before he gave a small nod and took two small steps back.
Kel raised an eyebrow at him, sighed and then turned back to Corin. There were several emotions swirling through his gaze, but his voice was calm when he spoke again. “I am Laird Kelin Tharn, son of the Chieftain of this clan and Eliya is my niece, Laird Tirathon Tharn is her father. She was kidnapped two weeks ago with her nurse when they were walking the grounds. We have heard nothing since. There has been no ransom demands, no sightings, nothing. We have searched and searched and no trace has yet been found. The entire clan is grief stricken. As you can see, my brother is barely holding it together. Now. What. Do. You. Know.” His voice rose slightly as he struggled not to let his impatience show.
Corin looked at Tate, his eyes registering the fact the Tate looked clammy once again, they nodded to one another and Corin reached up to slowly untie the cloak from around him. He gently lifted the sleeping form of Eliya from the sling before looking up at Kel and quietly asking, “is this her?”
Gasps echoed all round, a choked sob came from Tir's direction before he quickly lifted her from Corin’s arm, tears streaming down his face. Smiles shone around the room as a small voice whispered, “Papi?”
Quickly a group surrounded the reunited father and daughter, cheers echoed around the room. A wave of happiness ran through the chamber and out the doors as word passed from one guard to another. Shouts of joy could be heard from the hallways as the news spread. A soft whimper from beside Corin saw him snapping his head to look at Tate.


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Meet the author:
Hannah Walker is a full-time mum to two gorgeous teenage sons, and shares her home with them and a very supportive husband, who has always encouraged her to follow her dreams.
She has always loved books from her childhood years reading alongside her father. She has inherited her father’s love of Sci-Fi and Fantasy. She has combined this with her love of MM romance to write her series Avanti Chronicles. She loves writing about a complex world where the men love and live hard.
Welcome to the world of MM Sci-fi.


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Thursday, October 1, 2015

Book Spotlight & Giveaway for The Altered 3


Don't forget to enter the giveaway at the end of the post for a chance to win a Book from Annabelle’s backlist and $10 Amazon gift card. Contest ends October 8th. The tour is sponsored by Pride Promotions.

Now let's check out Annabelle Jacobs' The Altered 3....


Publisher: Annabelle Jacobs
Cover Artist: Natasha Snow
Release Date: October 1, 2015


Blurb:
Matt is a single shifter living in a house full of couples. It’s not that he begrudges his friends their happiness—especially after everything they’ve been through—but he wants someone for himself. He wants a mate. Living out in the Cornish countryside there seems little chance of him finding one.

Thomas’s life has recently been changed for ever. Newly altered, he finds himself in danger as his mother, a prominent politician, works to put a stop to the mistreatment of altereds and bring those responsible to justice.

To keep him safe, Thomas is sent to Cornwall where Matt and his friends offer him refuge until he can return to his home in London. Despite the circumstances surrounding his arrival, Thomas and Matt bond in a way neither of them were expecting. They struggle to come to terms with what this might mean for their future once the threat is eliminated.


Pages or Words: 58,000 words (approximate)

Categories: Alternate universe, Fantasy, Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal

Excerpt:
"Daniel?" He strained to hear anything but the whole farmhouse seemed quiet. His senses were a little overwhelmed after being effectively dampened for the last three hours, but after thirty seconds or so he could hear the tread of footsteps outside and a car approaching the farmhouse.
Jordan's black Volkswagen T5 pulled up onto the gravel drive at the same time as Matt opened the kitchen door. Daniel walked over to meet him as he got out of the van, holding his phone out for Jordan to see. Whatever was on there had Jordan tensing up immediately.
"What's wrong?" Matt called out, making Daniel jump, but Jordan didn't even flinch already fully aware of his presence. He walked over to them, and looked pointedly at Daniel.
Daniel motioned for Jordan to give him his phone back and handed it straight over to Matt. "I got an email from Shaw."
It took Matt a good few seconds to recognise the name. And when he did, his chest tightened at the memories it invoked. It wasn't that anyone had forgotten what happened at the facility, but it wasn't exactly a popular topic of conversation either. Shaw, along with Ash and a Dr Adams, had been injected with the serum by Chambers and had ended up a partial altered. Whatever he had to say, Matt doubted it would be anything good.
The email was short and to the point. Shaw hadn't bothered with pleasantries, and Matt felt oddly pleased by that. They weren't friends, and he was glad no one pretended otherwise. He read it again to make sure he hadn't missed anything and handed the phone back to Daniel.
"So." Matt glanced up at the sky, knowing their peaceful existence was about to change. But he asked the question anyway. "Are we going to take them?"


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Meet the author:
Annabelle Jacobs lives in the South West of England with her husband, three rowdy children, and two cats.
An avid reader of fantasy herself for many years, Annabelle now spends her days writing her own stories. They're usually either fantasy or paranormal fiction, because she loves building worlds filled with magical creatures, and creating stories full of action and adventure. Her characters may have a tough time of it—fighting enemies and adversity—but they always find love in the end.

Where to find the author:

Email – ajacobsfiction@gmail.com




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