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Dancing Men by Adira August

Another day, another hot book! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt of Dancing Men, by Adira August!

We’ve had Adira here on the blog a couple times before — this new book, Dancing Men is a follow-up to Matchstick Men and a sort of follow-up (meaning, same characters/universe) of On His Knees.

Dancing Men comes out on November 1st — but if you preorder now, it’s only 99 cents! On November 1, it’s goes up to $3.99!

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Blurb:

Sometimes the past just won’t stay buried.

An ancient burial urn, empty for millennia, is suddenly not so empty.

When Detective Lieutenant Hunter Dane probes the murder at Natural History Museum, it’s his own past that haunts him. To solve the complex case, Hunter needs the talents of Camden Snow, the brilliant, beautiful, “no limits” Dom who’d helped him unravel a very peculiar, and very personal, murder.

But now, Cam’s ready to kill Hunt, himself! Their high-intensity D/s relationship that began in a playroom, ended in an emergency room.

Detective Dane is about to discover that history does, indeed, repeat itself. And his brain and body—humming with suspect information and sensual anticipation—want so much more than a killer behind bars.

For adults who love some mystery with their men. A 60k police procedural with a liberal dose of M/M heat. The 2nd of the Hunter Dane Investigations. Matchstick Men, their 1st case, also available on Amazon.

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Excerpt:

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Cam pointed to the floor of the van between his legs as soon as Hunter entered through the backdoor.

“I’m on duty,” Hunt said.

“Not in this parking lot,” Cam told him. “Or did you forget?”

“You’re hard,” Cam said. Hunter shot a look out his passenger window. Noon. And the parking lot was busy.

“That’s just physiology,” Hunter said, sounding unconvincingly stern. “I’m working.”

Cam moved a lever and Hunt’s seat went almost completely flat. “You’re at lunch,” Cam told him.  

“I don’t have time.” Hunter’s voice was hoarse. Tight.  

“Five minutes, tops,” Cam said. “It’ll just feel a lot longer.”

Bent over under the low clearance of the van, Hunter licked his lips. His eyes flicked to the console at Cam’s left. He’d positioned his wheelchair behind it at a 90-degree angle, so the items on top were in easy reach.

Lube. A jar of something. Wipes. A heavy leather strap about two inches wide and a foot long. Designed for close work. Designed for pain. Agonizing in the hands of an expert.

Hunter’s eyes widened and went to Cam’s chair. He’d lowered the arms and fastened them back, out of the way, making his lap completely accessible. A deep flush raced up Hunt’s neck and over his face. A pulse pounded in the side of his neck.

Watching Hunter’s struggle between fear and desire, Cam forced himself to ignore the heat that flared low in his belly. He didn’t move or speak. Hunter Dane must make the choice to submit on his own.

But Cam knew he would. What Hunter Dane suffered now was guilt. Over Cam. He needed to suffer for his sins, or his guilt would forever be an obstacle between them.

And Camden Snow brooked no obstacles.

Hunter closed his eyes. “Two-way street,” he whispered and dropped to his knees.

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About Adira August:

adira-augustTYPOS ARE MY TRADEMEARK

I write mostly BDSM EROTICA because I love exploring the power dynamics and expanding the limits of what that is for my readers. The work is EXPLICIT but not HARDcore. I write about ALL the elements. I do not make kink lists for my titles.

I went to school interminably, it seemed like. I chased down bad guys, raised children, climbed mountains, played poker, searched for dinosaurs and have had a rather large number of lovers. (I’m not giving up any numbers ‘cause TMI, and ew.)  Through it all, I wrote.

No wonder I’m so tired.

Hunt&Cam4Ever https://huntandcam4ever.blogspot.com/

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Worth The Fall by CC Strix

Greetings book-lovers! Today we’re featuring Worth The Fall by CC Strix! Read on for the cover, blurb, excerpt, and get to meet CC!


Blurb:

Jace Edwards can’t seem to catch a break, no matter how hard he tries. Deciding to end it all sounded like the perfect solution, until divine intervention put a kink in his plans

Kiran has one last chance to prove himself or kiss his wings goodbye. It sounded easy enough on the surface, until he realized there was more at stake.

The more time they spend together, the more Kiran begins to think life without wings may not be such a bad thing.

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Excerpt:

After finding food, Kiran and Jace dressed and left the old farmhouse, both dressed nearly identically in faded denim jeans and flannel shirts, boots and hats. The journey was mostly done in silence as both men were lost in thoughts of what was to come. Jace still had no real idea what part he was supposed to play, but he was choosing to trust Kiran, even though he honestly couldn’t tell himself why. Kiran was silent for much of the same reason, though unlike Jace, he was feeling confident he was finally going to beat Amitiel at something. This changed the closer they got to the small pub in the middle of nowhere. It reminded Jace of the ones he used to hustle at, and it made sense to him that this was the type of place where things would go down. The fact it was only a few towns away from where he did his hustling meant he’d likely run into some familiar faces too. This should be fun.

Just outside the pub, Kiran grabbed Jace’s elbow and forced him to stop. Jace spun towards Kiran, blinking in confusion, “What?”

Kiran stepped closer, one hand on Jace’s elbow, the other cupping his chin, “I need to be sure you are ready for this. I do not know exactly what we will be walking into, but I have my suspicions it will not be anything easy.”

Jace stared, dumbstruck, into Kiran’s eyes. He saw the hesitation and worry lingering like a raging storm in the depths of those deep brown eyes. If an angel was this freaked, what the hell chance did he have?

He leaned in and rested his forehead against Kiran’s. “Whatever happens, I’m ready. Obviously, I’m not afraid of dying.”

Jace flashed a teasing grin, much to Kiran’s dismay. Kiran let out a low, feral growl and took Jace’s bottom lip between his teeth, tugging and letting go. “No, you are not, but I will not allow that to happen now.”

Jace shrugged and averted his eyes, unable to face the intensity in which Kiran was staring at him. He mumbled, just under his breath. “Not until I finish the job at least.” Then turned and started back towards the door.

Kiran’s grip on Jace’s elbow tightened, “Not even then, Jace.” He let the subject, and Jace’s elbow, drop there. They had work to do.

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About CC Strix:

As a young child, CC would often immerse herself in books, loving the ability to lose herself in the magical worlds. As she grew older, she was no longer content reading about magical worlds and instead started to create her own. The paranormal called out to her and she was helpless to ignore it. Vampires, were creatures, angels, and demons all have stories to tell.

CC believes that love has little to do with what’s in one’s pants and as such, her stories contain couples that fit in all walks of life. She gave up pretending she had control of the voices long ago, it makes them all much happier that way.

When not writing, CC can generally be found cursing the state of Idaho and its numerous attempts to kill her with the pollen bombs, reading her ever-growing to-be-read pile of awesome books, dabbling in graphics or procrastinating in a number of other ways.

Follow CC on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/CCStrix/

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Forbidden Desires: The Complete Series

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Forbidden Desires: The Complete Series

Cameron D. James and Sandra Claire

There are some lines not mean to be crossed … some desires that are forbidden. But try as one might, some taboos are simply too irresistible to hold sacred.

From a young man hooking up with his best friend’s dad, someone he’s always considered to be like a father, to a priest who engages in carnal sins with a parishioner, to a bombastic American president and his illicit love affair with an illegal Mexican rentboy … these men explore the forbidden, indulging in their deepest, darkest desires.

Collected in one volume are three such stories — tales of forbidden passions and devious desires.

Forbidden Desires is a 78,000-word bundle that collects Seduced By My Best Friend’s DadErotic Love and Carnal Sins: Confessions of a Priest, and The President And The Rentboy.


Purchase the ebook for only $0.99 at Smashwords, using coupon code YB47E!
That’s 83% off! Coupon code expires August 22, 2017.


Want to purchase the ebook at full price instead?
It’s available for $5.99 at:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Excitica | iTunes | Kobo | Smashwords


Prefer paperback? You can find that here:
Amazon | Barnes & Noble


Giveaway

What’s this?
The paperback is also up for giveaway on Goodreads!
(Canada and USA only.)

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Author Interview: Rebecca James, author of Teresias Bound

Hi book lovers! Today we have Rebecca James, author of Teresias Bound, stopping by for a chat!


RJames-72dpi-1500x2000-1Tell us about your latest release.

My latest release, Teresias Bound, is a sci-fi/fantasy and involves a futuristic trans character. It went live on July 29.

What was the hardest or most difficult scene to write?

I think the most difficult scene to write in this book was the scene where Aiden’s female body is transformed to a male body. I’d never want to make little of the struggle trans people go through, but since my book is futuristic, the transition is more complete and fantasy-like. I had a little difficulty envisioning what that might look like at first.

What’s the most difficult part of writing a sex scene?

For me, the most difficult part of writing a sex scene is making each one unique and sexy. Most M/M readers have read hundreds of sex scenes, and it’s not easy writing something that not only doesn’t sound like everything else out there, but also fits the plot and develops a real connection between characters.

Are you writing anything now? Can you tell us about it?

I usually have several projects going, so I can switch off when my muse takes a notion. Right now, I am writing book two of my Angel Hills shifter series and also working on a sci-fi/fantasy that has a sort of mail-order-husband plot.

Can you describe your editing process?

Usually about half-way through a book, I do what I privately call a “comb-over” where I re-read what I’ve written and get a feel for where I’m going and what I need to make sure to conclude. During this process, I edit errors, rearrange sentence structure, etc. When the book’s finished, I go over the second half, and then I have one or two beta-readers look at it mostly for continuity. It then either goes to my publisher’s editor and then back to me, or, if I’m self-publishing, I hire an editor.

Will you be attending GRL in Denver this year?

Yes! I’ll be there as a supporting author, and I’m so excited about it. I’d love to meet my readers, and if you’re a subscriber to my newsletter and going to be there, let me know—I’ll have a special gift for you. You can drop a message at my website: https://rebeccajamesgayromance.wordpress.com/ , facebook: https://www.facebook.com/rebeccajamesgayromance/, tweet me: @rjamesromance1, or email me: rjames201581@yahoo.com. You can also find me at tumblr: http://rebeccajamesbooks.tumblr.com/

Thanks for the chat, Rebecca!

RJames-72dpi-1500x2000-1Now, go and check out Rebecca’s new book, Teresias Bound!

Aiden is a man in a woman’s body. His dream is to fly to Aquarix where the elusive Fluens–the only species capable of changing his life record and physically making him a man–reside, and for years he’s been working at a seedy brothel in Solarias to save enough money to make that dream a reality.

Lydo, the prince of Teresias, has spent his youth leading his father’s army and avoiding his responsibilities on his home planet. On brief leave during a dangerous mission, he stops at a brothel and acquires the services of a feisty young prostitute who insists Lydo refer to her as a boy. Amused by the girl, the prince pays her way to Aquarix.

Aiden is euphoric at his transformation, but Lydo is more than a little disconcerted by the fact he is attracted to Aiden as a man.

When it’s time to part ways, Aiden fulfills his second dream by taking a job on a spaceship. Resigned to step into his expected role on Teresias, the prince returns to his homophobic planet. But as the king parades princesses before his son in hopes of a betrothal, Lydo finds his heart remains with a certain adventurous boy somewhere out in space.
rj imageAbout Rebecca James:
Rebecca James is a right-brained Scorpio living in the southern United States. An English major and life-long reader and writer, she only recently became a published author. At present, Ms. James only writes in the M/M genre.

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Neighbours Secret by BJ Smyth

Greetings book lovers! Today BJ Smyth pops by to share his hot book, Neighbours Secret! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt!


Blurb:

Everyone has Secrets, If Angela knew her Husbands it would rip her world apart.

My name is George I have lived next door to Andrew and his wife Maria for just over five years now. During that time, we have all become good friends, me and my wife Angela often spending time and having meals together with them at weekends. Sharing lots of wine and conversation as we sit in the garden late into the evening.
I always remember the day they moved in I walked into Andrew as he was unloading boxes from a van. I had a strange feeling then, like when you get shivers down your spine. Over the years, we have spent a lot of time together so; I feel really close to him, you could say he is my best friend.
Anyway, this is about one evening a year ago, that changed our friendship forever.

Neighbours Secret the story of two straight neighbours Andrew and George.
They have been friends for several years then one drunken night changes everything!

They were both happily married but now they have begun a secret affair, if their wives find out it would rip their lives apart but something makes them keep going back for more.

How long can they keep the secret?
What will their wives do if they find out?
How many risks will they take to satisfy their desires?

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Excerpt:

Grabbing the coffee, I sit at the kitchen table and my mind starts to wander again. I’m trying to think when this fascination with Andrew began, probably around the same time he started calling me gorgeous at one of our late-night garden parties.

Andrew is a handsome man about the same height as me around 5ft 10inches, his hair is greyer than mine he is a stocky guy. I know he has a very hairy chest as I have seen him in his garden before without a shirt on, just his shorts. I have also noted from the bulge in his shorts, he is either well-endowed or has nice large balls. I have never had the opportunity to see him fully naked, neither of us are gym guys and I cannot think of another reason to be in a place where I would get to see him without his clothes on.


About BJ Smyth:

BJ is a 50 year old Gay Bear, imagine Phil Mitchell ( EastEnders) I have lived in London UK for a majority of my life . Most of my stories are about older Bear type guys as I feel too many of the Gay stories out there are about young twinks, The stories are written from the many sexual experiences I have enjoyed during my years.

I do enjoy writing the erotica best as the stories turn me on and hopefully my readers aswell.

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Macho by Enrique Cruz

I follow Enrique Cruz on Facebook and so I was excited when he asked if he could share his new release here on my blog! Read on for the excerpt, cover, and blurb for Macho!


Blurb:

Macho, a May-December romance between two men, and how it’s never too late to grow. Jared is an insecure young man from an abusive home taking his first steps toward becoming a stronger man. Surviving an abusive family-life has given him strengths he knows nothing about, until they are revealed to him by the man he falls for. Creed is the muscular, insanely hot owner of Macho, a gym for hardcore fitness fanatics. Attracted to his latest client, he’s wary of the age difference between them, and a secret that could derail any hope for a relationship. Looks are easy to worship, it’s when you are forced to dig beneath the surface that true love becomes a permanent part of your soul. This is a stand-alone novella without cliffhangers and it comes complete with hot and steamy sexy times and a HEA. For mature audiences over 18. Trigger warning; this story addresses themes of emotional, physical, and sexual abuse.

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Excerpt:

Jared’s arms on my shoulders felt so good, so soothing, but I knew I had to make him stop. There is no way I could let this go any further, not without hurting him. I turned my head to face him, but before I could say anything Jared reached out his hand and grabbed the side of my neck, with a sureness that only youth, or those who have nothing to lose possess.

His lips pressed into mine, with an aggression and urgency that left me with no other option than to kiss him back. My body reacted instinctively, my mouth opening to his. The syrupy coffee flavor mingled with his natural taste was like a nectar, or a potion aimed at seduction. His tongue, lips and teeth owned mine with a possessiveness that made my head spin with carnal pleasure.

I need to stop this, it isn’t right.

He pulled me in closer, closing my brain down with his soft hands now on my face. He was kneeling in front of me, his lips never leaving mine, exploring my mouth with the earnestness of a first time lover. I was caught in a spell he was weaving, and I’d do anything this sorcerer wanted. I placed my hands on his shoulders and pulled him with me as I stood up, our lips still in place. He grasped the front of my tank top, holding onto it to steady his legs that I could feel shaking against mine.

Our kiss became harder, frantic, and his body pressed against mine so close, I could feel the steel rod in my shorts throbbing against his, and I moaned aloud, with no thought of the neighbors, or anyone else who could see or hear us. Jared whimpered against me, his hands running up and down my back faster and faster as he nibbled my lips.

Stop Creed, before it’s too late.

Rational thought finally returned, and while my body resisted, I forced my hands to push him back before we did anything we’d regret. He held on for the first couple of seconds, then he finally stepped back, groaning his displeasure.

“Why did you push me away?” He asked, breathless. He placed his hands on my chest, which I grasped and held in mine. I stared into his eyes, and all I could think about was that kiss. His body pressed against mine, my cock rock hard because of him, Jared, beautiful, handsome Jared. I shook my head and sat down again. Jared took the other chair and crossed his arms over his chest, a defensive body position I hated to see, preferring him open to me.

We sat there staring at each other; Jared wanting to know why I pushed him away, and me, I needed to explain it in a way that didn’t seem like I was rejecting him.

“Look, as much as I find you attractive, and I do find you incredibly attractive, I have some issues of my own I have to think about, things that would affect you as much as me.” The truth, just the simplest version, details too hard to give up just yet, because, I just can’t.

Jared looked down, his hair falling into his eyes, a habit I knew from prior experience meant he was shutting himself off, hiding from me. How can I explain something so painful, so personal, even if I do feel a connection?

“Jared, listen to what I have to say. I have issues of my own, and until I deal with them, well, I’m not really good for you or anyone else.”

“Why do you keep wanting to protect me?” He interrupted, flicking the lock of blonde hair behind his ear. “I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but I voted in the last election, and I’m registered for selective service. I’m an adult, and you’re treating me like a kid. I’m an honors student studying biology, I’m not stupid, so stop talking down to me.”

I flinched, not expecting this outburst, but after hearing his words I knew that I deserved it.

“Creed, you are the first man I’ve ever kissed, the first man I’ve done anything with. So yeah, I am inexperienced, but I’m not inexperienced in dealing with messed up situations, or knowing when someone is trying to weasel their way out of something.” Jared started pacing the deck, agitated, and I knew I’d made a huge mistake, that I’d underestimated him. Or maybe I’d just done what I always did when I found someone attractive-chase them off.

“I’m gonna get out of here, get out of your hair. Obviously you don’t want me around. And by the way, you think you’re not rejecting me, that you’ve somehow worked it out in your head that I’m not going to feel bad? You’re wrong. This feels like shit.” He opened the screen door that led into the house and closed it quietly behind him. I stared at the door, listening to his footsteps as he made his way through the small row house. I heard the front door slam behind him. Then I heard nothing.

Oh my god, I’ve totally fucked this up. Even if my methods were wrong, I can’t rub off on him, I can’t mistreat him. I can’t grow attached damn it, and I’m already in danger of doing just that. I was his first kiss? Years of pent up need lay behind that kiss. The passion I felt coming from him wasn’t just a horny young guy wanting to get his rocks off, no, it was far too intense for that. I knew there was more to his insistent lips and hands, because I felt it too.

I walked inside searching for him, knowing he wasn’t there, hoping I’d misheard the front door slamming shut behind him. I wanted to say something, anything to make this better. I just wish he understood that yes, he’s too young for me, a good 15 years younger, and the differences in life experiences were huge. Plus, if he only knew my potential for causing him pain, he’d run screaming in the other direction, as far away from me as he could.

I was better off alone.


About Enrique Cruz:

Enrique was born a poor…just kidding. Enrique comes from a family of readers and publishers. His grandmother was a librarian who took him to work with her whenever she could. His father started working in a printshop when he was 9 years old due to the premature death of his father. He moved up in the world of printing, and moved to publishing, working for a top publisher while Enrique was a kid. He’d bring home books from work for Enrique to read, sparking his love for telling stories. Enrique now loves literature of all types, but prefers telling stories with an emotional impact, and erotica and romance fit the bill quite nicely. you can find his website at https://enriquecruzsite.wordpress.com/

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On His Knees by Adira August

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Greetings book lovers! Today is launch day for Adira August’s new book, On His Knees! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt!


Sometimes it’s the cop who needs to hit the floor…

As a homicide cop, every blood-soaked crime scene settled in my bones and snaked around my spine. There was only one way to exorcise the images from my soul …
Inside the club, I stopped to scan the room. He was here, Camden Snow. A Norse sex god in the guise of unpretentious youth. Only his ice-blue eyes gave evidence of the Dom who took whomever he wished, whatever way he wanted, with a look and a nod. Merciless.
Cam found me watching him and fixed me with his arctic gaze. This time, I didn’t walk away. He cocked an eyebrow. Well?
The last thing I needed was mercy.
I dropped to my knees.
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Excerpt:

I found him tonight, as always, already aware of me – waiting for me to find him. Surrounded by men and a few women. Gently smiling.

This time, I didn’t look away.  

Cam stopped smiling. His eyes narrowed and slid down my pecs and abs like a strong warm palm. I felt myself opening to him, right there, half-blocking the way of people coming in behind me. My body turning more fully toward him, my arms falling loosely, palms up.

His minions noticed his attention had lasered in on me. Cam’s chin came up, his head back, his gaze not challenging, but direct. You know my terms.

A frisson of fear spiked adrenaline through my body. My balls drew up, but my cock rolled over – I could still walk past him.  

We opened the door with a pry bar. Another bedroom. A single closet. A messy bed. Huge pictures on the wall, like rock band posters …

Cam relaxed into the curve of a horseshoe sofa, arms stretched along the back. Legs extended and crossed at the ankle. A relentless patience I was helpless to contend with.

… but these were pictures of screaming faces and ripped open bodies. He’d slept here; his victims’ torment brought him peace.

The club’s sounds subsided as those nearby became aware of the dynamic in play between Cam and myself. Anticipating. Hoping. Knowing he did what he wanted, where he wanted. In private or public. Merciless.

He tilted his head. Well?

The closet door squeaked as I pulled it open –

The last thing I needed was mercy.

I dropped to my knees.

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