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Matchstick Men by Adira August

Greetings, book lovers! Adira August is back to share her latest release — Matchstick Men! Read on for the blurb, cover, and gripping excerpt!


Blurb:

SEX, GAMES & MURDER ~ Want to play?

It was munch night at the most elite underground BDSM club in the Rockies. Relaxed and informal, highlighted by the weekly Matchstick Challenge game.

Detective Sergeant HUNTER DANE, reigning champion, looked forward to a relaxing evening to start his 3 days off. A few beers on the deck. An interlude with a sweet sub. Stumping a challenger with a new puzzle. Home early for a decent night’s sleep.

Some people are SO deadly serious about their games.

Now Hunt has a fresh body and a new puzzle to solve in twenty-four hours if he wants to find a killer.


A 48k police procedural with a liberal dose of M/M hotness. Which means our fave full-metal Dom shows up to collect on Hunter’s offer of his … coffer. So to speak.

There are puzzles for the reader and mysteries to be solved. Based on characters introduced in the short story On His Knees now free on Instafreebie.

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Excerpt:

“I’m just asking if you’d considered it was more than one person,” Cam said.

“Briefly. And if it leads that way, fine. But it feels like one person to me. One mind.”

“One personality obsessed with you.” He dunked his cookie into his cocoa.

It occurred to me then, that Camden Snow was possibly the most complex, interesting person I’d ever met. Childlike. Sadist. Champion. Clever analyst. Extreme Dom. And I barely knew him. It would be easy to become kind of obsessed with him, with solving the puzzle that he was. But why would anyone fixate on me?

He lasered me with a look. “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll drag you into the phone booth and make you beg.”

I laughed. The Dom was back. “No can do, master. I have to stay here and guard the door. There’s evidence inside.”

He poured coffee into his half empty mug of cocoa. “You aren’t half as much fun when you’re working.” He selected another cookie. “But you are still sexy as hell.” He tilted his head. “So, you have to do me a solid.”

“What?”

“You have to take seriously that some deranged asshole has a sick thing for you that can turn into the same rage that killed your victim. You have to not get dead.”

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About Adira August:

TYPOS 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.

M/M and M/F.
~Novels. Novellas, Sexy Vignettes
~~Romance, Mystery, Slice of Life.
~~~Plots, stories, characters.

I went to school interminably, it seemed like. I studied anthropology and paleontology and genetics and literature and theology and ancient Greek. Oh. And writing. I chased down bad guys, raised children, climbed mountains, played poker, searched for and found dinosaurs and have had a rather a large number of lovers. (I’m not giving up any numbers.) Through it all, I wrote.

No wonder I’m so tired.

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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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