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Book Blast & GIVEAWAY: Year One Collection by TC Orton

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YEAR ONE COLLECTION

T.C. ORTON

M/M FANTASY/MPREG/CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE

RELEASE DATE: 12.28.16

Year One Collection

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The complete first year works of T.C. Orton, who debuted as an author in January 2016.

There are two worlds to follow within these pages…

The first is a world of the paranormal, of Vampires lurking down London alleyways, of Werewolves forming packs outside a college campus, and of Warlocks attending a magical academy in which they learn to harness their powers.

Each of these stories, and characters, co-exist within the same universe. The Omega Moon Universe.

The second world you’ll come across is much like our own, where the only magic you’ll see is that of extraordinary stamina in the bedroom. The Climax Saga is a series of short stories revolving around a college escort named Luke, and a British transfer student named William – who goes by Billy. Their tale is an unconventional one.

Included with this collection –

Seeing Red: Scorched (Vampire/Dark/Romance)

Omega Moon (Mpreg/Murder-Mystery/Shifter)

Warlock Academy: Tomes 1&2 (Dark/Fantasy)

College Climax: Confidential Edition (Climax Saga Book 1) (Contemporary Romance)

Christmas Climax (Climax Saga Book 2) (Contemporary Romance)

SEEING RED: SCORCHED

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EXCERPT

“You don’t have to.” Nicolai seemed to notice my hesitation.

“I want to,” I replied as I began to shift my body down the sheets, my face dropping closer to Nicolai’s to plant another kiss on his lips before my mouth moved to his neck.

I used my tongue to leave a trail of saliva from the tip of his earlobe, down between his pecs and over his hard abs until I was knelt at the foot of the bed with my mouth hovering around the waistline of his jeans as my entire body began to shake with nerves. I wanted this; I really wanted this, but what if I was no good? At least if we were doing everything then I could rely on Nicolai to lead the way, but this required some talent on my part.

Nicolai reached down, undoing the button on his jeans and sliding the zipper down as he used his free hand to ruffle my blonde locks that I just realized might get in the way. I ran a hand through my hair, pushing the strands over my shoulders and hoping that they’d stay put. I reached out, grabbed the tip of Nicolai’s jeans and tugged them down, also bringing his black boxers down with them and causing his thick shaft to spring up in all its glory.

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OMEGA MOON

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EXCERPT

“I keep forgetting you don’t know our ways.”

I got up and went over to him, kneeling between his legs and looking up at his stubble-ridden face.

“Teach me,” I wanted to be a part of this world – of this pack.

Damien stared down at me, he placed the whisky on the golden cart by the chair and dropped his cigarette into it, extinguishing the glowing tip. He reached down, guiding my body up and placed me on his lap as his hands held me steadily. I felt my cheeks fluster, I felt my spine tingle and before I knew it I had his hands buried in my brown locks as his tongue penetrated my lips.

He tasted of smoke and whisky, he smelt sweaty from the long walk we’d taken through the woods earlier and his hair was sticking in all different directions, however, I’d never felt more attracted to him.

 

WARLOCK ACADEMY TOME 1

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EXCERPT

Jake roared whilst envisioning William’s face, pinning Alaric’s hands above his head and ramming his cock down the man’s throat as he bounced off the headboard.

Jake was kneeling up, his shaft in Alaric’s mouth and his body dripping with sweat. Alaric was fully clothed, somewhere between lying down and sitting against the head of the bed, his skull being bashed by Jake who showed him no mercy with his thick eight-inches.

How long are they going to fucking keep me in here? Jake wondered as he turned his head towards the marks he’d scratched into his bedroom wall as if he were in prison. Today marked one month and four days since he’d attacked William and whilst his body had managed to heal, he was beginning to lose his mind.

“Jake, your homework!” Alaric pulled away, gasping as a mixture of his saliva and Jake’s pre-cum dribbled down his chin.

The man had only turned up looking for Jake’s assignment, but what was happening between them now had happened at least seven times and whilst Alaric liked to pretend he wasn’t into being used, nothing could stop him from taking Jake’s cock on demand. He knew it was wrong, but that just made it feel so right.

“Just give me a pass,” Jake said, reaching down for his shaft and pushing it back inside Alaric’s mouth. “And I told you, don’t fucking speak!”

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WARLOCK ACADEMY TOME

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EXCERPT

Soon enough the room was alive with a mixture of sounds. The first was that of the pillars and headboard banging brutally against the wall. The second was the skin-on-skin contact, the result of Sebastian’s balls slapping against Carlos’ smooth skin creating something similar to that of thunderous applause. And the last was Carlos’ moans, which stemmed from a cocktail of pleasure and pain that had him ready to shoot despite not being able to touch his own dick.

“I’m so close!” He cried out, but Sebastian wasn’t listening. He wasn’t doing this to make Carlos cum, he was doing it because he needed to unload.

COLLEGE CLIMAX, BK 1

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EXCERPT

Before I knew it, I was at his mercy. My body a ragdoll for him to throw around however he wanted. He bashed against my cheeks, his entire shaft, all of its eight-inches, buried balls-deep in my hole.

He would pull all the way out and wait the briefest of moments until I felt myself tightening again, only to shove his entire length back inside of me and make my eyes water as shooting pains travelled up my spin.

I bit my bottom lip, sinking my nails into the covers and squinted as I tried to cope with the overwhelming feeling of being torn in two. He was an animal in bed, but I knew I could take it. Besides, I had to put on my best show yet since this was being filmed.

 

CHRISTMAS CLIMAX, BK 2

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EXCERPT

The comforting aroma of apples and cinnamon hovered like a gentle, refreshing mist in every dormitory hallway. The warm mugs of mulled wine kept my hands toasty as I slowly made my way from one place to the next. The lack of formalities in every lecture became more and more apparent the further we dove into December. And, despite being in the midst of one of the coldest winters I’d ever experienced, there was a place – and a person – that never failed to turn up the heat.

Luke’s motel room was littered with pizza boxes, takeout menus and clothes. The neon sign outside the window had broken off its hinges, casting its blinking letters across the bed, and the fan in the room next door must’ve been broken because there’d been a humming sound resonating from within for days now. However, regardless of its faults, and its appearance, and the other inhabitants, this place had become a second home filled with fond memories.

And we were in the middle of making more.

“Please…” My eyes watered as I spat my words, and streams of saliva soaked my chin. “Please, Luke…”

My hands were shaking beneath me, grounded in the mattress of Luke’s double bed to keep my body positioned on all fours. I kept trying to make the arch that he so desperately craved, I kept trying to dip my stomach in and push my behind out, but it hurt – it really hurt. How on earth did Luke do this for a living?

 

AUTHOR BIO

Born January 6th 1993, T. C. resides in the United Kingdom, living with his partner Peter Jones and their dog, Drake.

T. C. has had a passion for supernatural stories from a young age, often scribbling down his latest ideas instead of focusing on whatever task was at hand during the long school days. At the age of twelve, he penned his first romance story featuring himself and the boy he had feelings for set in a fantastical land full of werewolves and wizards. Ever since that day, T. C. has made it his mission to entwine his leading gay protagonists with epic paranormal adventures.

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Review Tour, Excerpt & GIVEAWAY: Cinnamon Eyes by Nell Iris

We are excited to be a part of the review tour for Cinnamon Eyes by Nell Iris! This was a very sweet read and I hope you’ll check out my review, we’ve got a great excerpt as well and an awesome giveaway!

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Buy Links: JMS Books | Amazon US | Amazon UK

Length: 34,679 words

Publisher: JMS Books

Blurb

Cory’s had a rough year struggling with severe depression. He’s desperate to rebuild his shattered life and break away from his demanding family. When his therapist encourages him to do something for himself, he knows exactly what he needs. I want to see Asher again. The best friend Corey ever had who, at fifteen, held Cory’s heart in his hands without knowing it.

Asher’s had a troubled relationship with his father since he came out. Now that Pops is sick, he’s fighting for his right to help or even find out about his father’s health. Then there’s the complication of an ex-boyfriend unwilling to let go.

When Cory and Asher meet again after sixteen years, Cory’s feelings are as strong as ever. But does Asher feel the same?

 

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4 Stars

Cinnamon Eyes is such a sweet, good for your heart read! I really enjoyed this story and Cory and Asher, such wonderful men. I found this to be a story of love and finding your place in the world.

Cory has been struggling with depression and has finally found some help and it working to improve his life. When his therapist asked him what would make him happy, it was Asher that he thought of and now he’s determined to find his friend again. Not only does Cory find Asher, the connection they shared so many years ago is stronger than ever. Now it’s up to these two to figure out what exactly they mean to each other and if they are going to have a future together.

These two are just beautiful together! Both men have such wonderful hearts that you just have to root for them. Cory has struggled for so long, the expectations of his parents and grandfather weighing him down and preventing him from being happy, but with Asher back in his life it’s like he can finally breathe and speak up for himself. I loved the strength and support that Asher immediately became for Cory. And the same can be said about what Cory brings back to Asher’s life, he’s happy again. This is one of those stories where two people are just meant to be and once they are together again it’s like the puzzle is finally complete.

Cory and Asher definitely have some tough things thrown at them, Asher’s father and Cory’s relationship with his family, but they deal with things together and support each other. I really enjoyed the flow of this story and how, for me, the focus was on the good of these two together and finally finding that healthy, happy place. This is definitely a book to pick up for that feel-good read that makes you smile and leaves your heart happy! Sweet and adorable, Cory and Asher are fantastic!

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Excerpt

When the song ended, I opened my eyes and clapped with the others. He didn’t look up or say anything, just started strumming another slow song on the strings. Judging by the cheers from the room, it was a popular one.

And then he lifted his head, opened his eyes, and started singing.

I gasped.

It was him. Asher.

Both my hands flew to my face and covered my mouth.

Sixteen years later and I still would have recognized him anywhere. The hair was as unruly as ever, and just as rock ‘n’ roll as his voice. The jawline so sharp he could probably cut glass with it. And the nose was still a little too big for his face.

I couldn’t see his green eyes from here, but I remembered them vividly. The pale color of a leaf newly broken out of its bud in spring, was such a stark contrast to his black eyelashes and olive complexion and had always hypnotized me with their beauty.

When he started singing, his voice pulled me out of my initial shock.

Two best friends

Like no one had ever seen before

Always together

happy and troublesome and wild

Sharing scraped knees

and high flying dreams

Carefree as the clouds in the sky

The boy with laughing cinnamon eyes

And I

The words struck a chord inside me. They reminded me of our friendship, all the way down to the scraped knees. Had he written this song? Had our friendship inspired him?

Then one day

he shimmered with a different light

Just one look at him

made my heart ache, stutter and want

I felt the same

pouring from his soul

A longing for more between us

The boy with loving cinnamon eyes

And I

He sang with such emotion, and the pronouns he used didn’t escape me. Asher was singing to a man, and my stomach made a hopeful jump.

Our story

didn’t have a fairytale ending

He had to leave me

and all I could do was to cry

But with no choice

I had to let go

We hugged and were saying goodbye

The boy with grieving cinnamon eyes

And I

I swallowed. I didn’t understand. That sounded just like … I shut down that thought immediately. It couldn’t be.

It’s been years

and my life has never been the same

I’m often wond’ring

what could have been if he’d stayed

Maybe one day

I’ll see him again

In dreams we were never apart

My boy with the sweet cinnamon eyes

And I

My boy with loving cinnamon eyes

And I

After the last chord rang out, the bar was deadly silent for a heartbeat, and then everyone started cheering and clapping and whistling.

Everyone except me.

I folded my arms on the table in front of me and collapsed with my forehead on top of them and my face hidden in the dark space between.

Had I heard what I thought I’d just heard?

Was that song … about us?

Had he had feelings for me too, back then?

The thought made me shake, and I grabbed my elbows and squeezed to keep myself from flying apart. I took a deep breath and didn’t let it out until my lungs screamed and burned in protest. I repeated the process several times until my teeth had stopped chattering and my heart had slowed its furious pace.

I was still hiding when someone cleared their throat in my vicinity.

“Excuse me? Benji said you wanted to talk to me? Are, uh, are you all right?”

His voice was as deep when he spoke as when he sang, and it sent a shiver down my spine, completely different from the previous desperate shaking. I took a deep breath and raised my head. Forcing myself to face him.

At first, he didn’t seem to recognize me. He searched my face for clues, but it only took a few moments for the spark of realization to light up his eyes.

“Cory?” His voice was gravellier than ever. “Cory, is that you?”

Author Bio

Nell Iris is a romantic at heart who believes everyone deserves a happy ending. She’s a bona fide bookworm (learned to read long before she started school), wouldn’t dream of going anywhere without something to read (not even the ladies room), loves music (and singing along but let’s face it, she’s not Celine Dion), and is a real Star Trek nerd (Make it so). She loves words, poetry, wine, and Sudoku, and absolutely adores elephants!

Nell believes passionately in equality for all regardless of race, gender or sexuality, and wants to make the world a better, less hateful, place.

Nell is a 40-something bisexual Swedish woman, married to the love of her life, and a proud mama of a grown daughter. She left the Scandinavian cold and darkness for warmer and sunnier Malaysia a few years ago, where she spends her days writing, surfing the Internet, enjoying the heat, and eating good food. One day she decided to chase her life long dream of being a writer, sat down in front of her laptop, and wrote a story about two men falling in love.

Nell Iris writes gay romance, prefers sweet over angsty, and wants to write diverse and different characters.

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Cover Reveal, Excerpt & GIVEAWAY: Show Me the Way by A.L. Jackson

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Show Me the Way

The first stand-alone novel in A.L. Jackson’s brand-new Fight for Me series…

Coming October 2nd

Cover: RBA Designs
The first sexy, captivating, stand-alone novel in the brand-new FIGHT FOR ME series from NYT & USA Today Bestselling Author A.L. Jackson . . .
Rex Gunner. As bitter as he is beautiful.
The owner of the largest construction company in Gingham Lakes has been burned one too many times. His wife leaving him to raise their daughter was the last blow this single dad could take. The only woman he’ll let into his heart is his little girl.
Rynna Dayne. As vulnerable as she is tempting.
She ran from Gingham Lakes when she was seventeen. She swore to herself she would never return. Then her grandmother passed away and left her the deed to the diner that she once loved.
When Rex meets his new neighbor, he knows he’s in trouble.
She’s gorgeous and sweet and everything he can’t trust.
Until she becomes the one thing he can’t resist.
One kiss sends them tumbling toward ecstasy.
But in a town this size, pasts are bound to collide. Caught in a web of lies, betrayal, and disloyalty, Rex must make a choice.
Will he hide behind his walls or will he take the chance . . .
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Dropping my head, I started for the door, unsure if I was cowering or if I was just staggered by what I’d unwittingly forced my way into. I felt like a fool. Naïve and reckless. Because I’d come seeking something I hadn’t understood.

And I’d just stumbled into the awareness that their lives were pieced together precariously.

Fragilely.

A tender, loving, imperfect balance.

It would only take one misstep to send everything toppling over.

I reached for the latch when I felt the flurry of intensity rise up behind me, the tension suffocating, the movement stealing the air from the room.

I spun around, my back plastered to the door as he approached.

Coming closer and closer.

He wasn’t touching me.

But he might as well have been.

He rested a hand on the door above my head, his face dipping toward mine, his words a breathy grunt at my ear. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing to me, Rynna?”

Lust and confusion trembled through my bones, this man pushing me away and then drawing me closer.

I thought maybe neither of us could ignore it.

The overpowering attraction.

Because the fever in my veins ignited a fire in my belly.

Torrid.

Blistering.

No words would form on my tongue.

“Tell me, Rynna. What do you want with us?” he murmured, low and rough. “Because I don’t have anything to offer you, and I won’t let you take anything else from us.”

I attempted to process what he said, what he meant.

But I couldn’t focus. Couldn’t see. Could feel nothing but the heat radiating between us.

Wave after blinding wave.

I gasped a breath, and he inched closer, a single knee wedging between my legs. He set both hands on the door above my head.

Caging me in.

A desperate sound rumbled through the strength of his chest.

A hand was suddenly on my jaw, thumb under my chin, tipping my face up to meet the ferocity in his gaze.

Rage and restraint and desire. I couldn’t decipher what was happening. The push and the pull. The hatred and the need.

I could barely speak. “I . . . I thought maybe you could use a friend.”

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A.L. Jackson is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of contemporary romance. She writes emotional, sexy, heart-filled stories about boys who usually like to be a little bit bad.
Her bestselling series include THE REGRET SERIES, CLOSER TO YOU, and BLEEDING STARS novels. Watch for A.L. Jackson’s upcoming novel, SHOW ME THE WAY, the first stand-alone novel in her brand-new FIGHT FOR ME SERIES.
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Release Blitz, Excerpt & GIVEAWAY: Out of the Shadows by K.C. Wells

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Buy Links: Dreamspinner | Amazon US | Amazon UK

Length: 62,991 words

Cover Design: Bree Archer

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Blurb

Can he step out of the shadows and into love’s light?

Eight years ago, Christian Hernandez moved to Jamaica Plain in southern Boston, took refuge in his apartment, and cut himself off from the outside world. And that’s how he’d like it to stay.

Josh Wendell has heard his coworkers gossip about the occupant of apartment #1. No one sees the mystery man, and Josh loves a mystery. So when he is hired to refurbish the apartment’s kitchen and bathrooms, Josh is eager to discover the truth behind the rumors.

When he comes face-to-face with Christian, Josh understands why Christian hides from prying eyes. As the two men bond, Josh sees past his exterior to the man within, and he likes what he sees. But can Christian find the courage to emerge from the darkness of his lonely existence for the man who has claimed his heart?

 

Excerpt

MONDAY

CHRISTIAN HERNANDEZ stared at the letter, his gut clenching. One look at its contents was all it had taken to send him spiraling down into a fit of panic.

He’d known it was coming, of course. He’d seen the posts on the Jamaica Plain Neighborhood Development Corporation website, all about how the housing association was putting together a list of their properties that were in dire need of renovation. He knew his building had to be on the list. They’d taken it over in the late nineties, along with several other properties along Minden Street, and nothing had been done to the buildings since then.

And here it was in black and white. His apartment was on the list for the first wave of refurbishments, which included the replacement of all the kitchen cabinets and countertops, plus the kitchen flooring. After that came the bathrooms, with new fixtures and tiles. The work would take two to three weeks.

Next Monday. They’re sending someone to start on it next Monday. What the hell do I do?

It wasn’t as if he had anywhere else to go, so that left one option: hiding in his room while whoever came to invade his apartment worked in the kitchen. And the bathrooms. Hell. That meant the bathroom next to his bedroom.

Looks like I’m going to be locking my bedroom door. The prospect of being holed up in his room for a couple of weeks made his heart sink.

Christian put down the letter on the kitchen table and walked into his living room, where patio doors opened up to the communal gardens that lay across the back of the buildings.

I need something to cheer me up, to take my mind off all this crap. And he knew just what would do the trick. He peeked through the blinds, knowing exactly what—or should that be, who?—he’d see.

Sure enough, there was his favorite handyman. Not that Christian knew the guy’s name. He only watched him every time the slim man with defined arms worked out there, mowing the lawns, repairing or repainting the fences, or digging up new flower beds and planting shrubs and trees in them. Christian estimated him to be in his midtwenties, and yeah, he was definitely Christian’s type. He loved it when the weather grew warm enough that Handyman would roll down his overalls to his waist, strip off his T-shirt, and expose all that tanned skin, with a light dusting of freckles across his shoulders.

Now, if the guy they send to work on my apartment is anything like him….

Christian knew the thought to be bullshit. There was no way he’d make any kind of contact with whomever the association sent. He’d just stay in his room, working there until the nightmare was all over.

It’s a couple of weeks—three, tops. I can manage. He figured if he kept telling himself that, somehow he’d talk it into existence. Yeah. I can stay out of their way.

Just so long as whoever turned up wasn’t a snooper.


MONDAY

JOSH WENDELL straightened and stretched, his back aching a little from lugging the large shrubs from the truck into the gardens. They were going to be really pretty when the rhododendrons flowered. He always liked working on the Minden Street houses. It was a peaceful little corner south of Mission Hill, just west of Jamaica Plain, and the communal gardens were his pride and joy.

Occasionally there’d be a couple of guys working with him, and they got along fine. Even if they told some fanciful stories. Like the one about the guy in the first-floor apartment at #197—the guy they said no one ever saw. Josh had scoffed at that immediately: If no one ever saw him, how’d they know he was even a him? Besides, if he listened to them, the guy in #197, apartment #1, was the bogeyman, a hermit who lured little kids into his lair, only to eat them and bury their bones under the patio outside his window.

Yeah, right.

Anyway, his days of working in the gardens had come to an end for a while. He’d received his instructions for the next few months: the association wanted him to use his skills in other pursuits, namely tearing out and replacing kitchen cabinets, laying down new tile floors, and replacing baths, sinks, and tiles. Josh was looking forward to it, even if it was going to be a royal pain in the ass working indoors at the height of summer. He just prayed the apartments had functional AC.

He glanced over at the apartment where the mystery guy lived. Not that Josh had ever seen him. All he saw were the vertical blinds that covered the patio doors, an effective barrier against revealing anything of the apartment’s interior—or its occupant.

Wonder what he’s really like?

Then he grinned to himself. Hey, what if I get to work on his place? The guys would be all over me, wanting to know what the inside of the apartment looks like. The way they described it, he expected to see something right out of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. That was, of course, if he worked on that particular apartment.

Josh couldn’t wait to get his itinerary to find out.

Author Bio 

Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C. WELLS always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way. K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, when the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings—writing about men in love was even hotter….

K.C. now writes full-time and is loving every minute of her new career. The laptop still has no idea of what hit it… it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.

And as for those men in love that she writes about? The list of stories just waiting to be written is getting longer… and longer….

K.C. loves to hear from readers.
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Review Tour & GIVEAWAY: Gabriel (The Second Legacy) by RJ Scott

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Length: 55,000 approx

Cover Design: Meredith Russell

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Blurb

Trapped in darkness, can an escort find a man to help him into the light?

Gabriel Reyes never gave in. He fought and was hurt, was abused but escaped with his life. He made his way in the world using the one thing he was good at: sex. He earned a place with a man who controls everything but Gabriel is safe; he’s made it.

Cameron Stafford hires Gabriel for a night, needing nothing more than a pretend boyfriend to get his dysfunctional family off his back. With the money he has in the bank and his own hotel, why won’t they just leave him alone? It doesn’t matter that a degenerative disease has stolen his vision, or that his last boyfriend was a bastard who tried to steal from him; for now he has purpose.

When Gabriel and Cam fall for each other, can they find real happiness and, maybe, a forever that will save them both?


A new story set in the world of Jack and Riley Campbell-Hayes and the Double D Ranch, Texas.


Please be aware: emotional and physical abuse are depicted on the page in this book.

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4.5  Stars

RJ Scott delivers another heart-wrenching yet beautiful story, this one featuring Gabe and Cam. This is definitely not the easiest story to read, Gabe goes through a lot of emotional and physical abuse, and it’s hard to read but it’s a part of his story. I felt for him, I hurt for him and I was angry for him. Cam and Gabe’s journey certainly isn’t easy or lighthearted but it’s a journey of healing and finally understanding what love really means.

I adored these two men so much, both of them struggling but in the most unlikely of situations they find each other. Gabe is so broken, just about at rock bottom, his life is basically pain. Cam has a degenerative disorder and is almost blind, he is strong and capable and independent but his family does not see him or treat him that way. Cam hires Gabe to be his ‘date’ for an evening to try to get his family off his back and prove his independence and it’s not love at first sight, but there’s a connection between these two, one that will change both of these men.

This is a powerful story and there are many times when the actual relationship building between Cam and Gabe isn’t the focus. A lot of this story is about Gabe escaping Stefan and the abuse, physical and mental. It’s raw and it hurts but as Gabe comes out of it he finds Cam there to support him and it totally made my heart melt. I absolutely loved what these two built together and how it all came together. Again, not the easiest read but it was so very worth it, another amazing and emotional story from RJ Scott that I won’ t soon forget!

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RJ Scott is the bestselling romance author of over 100 romance books. She writes emotional stories of complicated characters, cowboys, millionaire, princes, and the men and women who get mixed up in their lives. RJ is known for writing books that always end with a happy ever after. She lives just outside London and spends every waking minute she isn’t with family either reading or writing.

The last time she had a week’s break from writing she didn’t like it one little bit, and she has yet to meet a bottle of wine she couldn’t defeat.

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Blog Tour, Excerpt & GIVEAWAY: The Forbidden by Jodi Ellen Malpas

We are so excited to be a part of the blog tour for The Forbidden by Jodi Ellen Malpas! Amber loved this book and I’m excited to share my review too – man Jodi tests you with this one! We’ve got a great excerpt, a top five list from Jodi herself and a giveaway you don’t want to miss!

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THE FORBIDDEN by Jodi Ellen Malpas (August 8, 2017; Forever trade paperback original; $15.99)

A new story of dangerous temptations from the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the This Man trilogy. 

Annie has never experienced the ‘spark’ with a guy – the kind of instant chemistry that steals your breath and blindsides you completely. Until a night out with friends brings her face to face with the wickedly sexy and mysterious Jack. It’s not just a spark that ignites between them. It’s an explosion. Jack promises to consume Annie, and he fully delivers on that promise.

Overwhelmed by the intensity of their one night together, Annie slips out of their hotel room. She is certain that a man who’s had such a powerful impact on her and who could bend her to his will so easily, must be dangerous. But she’s already in too deep. And Jack isn’t only dangerous. He is forbidden.

“Every kiss, every sexy scene, every word between this pair owned a piece of my soul.  I could read this book a hundred times and still react as if it was the first time.  The Protector is a top 2016 fave for me.” –Audrey Carlan, #1 bestselling author of The Calendar Girl series

 

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3.5 – 4 Stars

So, this is one of those tough reviews for me! This story is beautifully written, it’s intense and hot (I mean come on, it’s Jodi Ellen Malpas) but it’s definitely forbidden! Yes, it has the perfect title. This is one of those books that will test you, how you feel about these characters and what you think about true love. Love isn’t always neat and doesn’t just show itself when and where you want it, sometimes the circumstances are messy and hard and mistakes are made, but in the end does true love find a way through the ugly.

That pretty much sums up how I felt about Annie and Jack. I wanted to love them, I did but I struggled. It’s clear they have a connection and passion and that I did love about them but there is a lot of gray area in this story. I will say that Jodi delivers an incredible story, one that will suck you in, that you just have to keep to reading to find out what actually happens to Jack and Annie.

 

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“Thank you for your help,” I say quietly, studying him, definitely detecting that he’s deep in thought. Don’t ask, don’t ask, don’t ask. I need to get back into my apartment without engaging with him, which could prove tricky when he’s blocking the doorway and looking like he has no intention of shifting to let me in.

“Annie,” he breathes. “I’m struggling so badly.”

“I’m not doing this.” I swallow, pushing my way past him. He grabs me by the top of my arm and holds me in place. “Let me go, Jack.”

“I’ve already told you I can’t do that. Annie, I’m drowning here. I’m going out of my mind, and the more time I spend with you the fucking worse it’s getting. Listening to you, talking to you, sharing a passion with you that goes way beyond the amazing time we had in bed together.”

“You have to forget!” I yell, knowing anger is the only way forward. Be angry with him. Let it dominate me and rule me, because the alternative scares me to fucking death.

He pushes me into the hall and slams the door behind us, forcing me to back up. “No,” he says, straight and even. “No,” he repeats, moving one more step forward, except this time I don’t retreat. Because I can’t. Because he has me locked in place with those grey eyes, and now they’re back to their full glory. Sparkling, even if it’s with anger. He reaches for his shirt and starts unbuttoning it before shrugging it off and throwing it to the floor, revealing the chest that’s haunting me.

I quickly look down at the pile of material, my mind reeling. His chest. His perfect damn chest. “What are you doing?”

“I have no fucking idea.” He reaches for me and slides a hand around my neck, pulling me to him. Our chests meet, and my determination to repel him vanishes under our connection. Wrongs turn into rights. Conflict turns into craving.

“I can’t get you out of my head, Annie.” His forehead meets mine, his palm massaging away the tightness in my neck muscles, softening me up until I relax in his hold. “I want you all over again, and I can’t even find the will to worry about how much more that’ll make me want you.” He breathes down on me. “I’ve played that night on repeat. I’ve dreamed of holding you in my arms again. I’ve craved the sound of your voice, the feel of your touch, the softness of your lips on mine. I know I shouldn’t want you. But I do. Nothing has ever made me feel this insane with need. Nothing has taken up so much space in my head. I can’t fucking help it, Annie.” His grey gaze sinks into me, my heart steadying to an even thrum. His head starts to shake mildly, his splayed hand moving up to the back of my head and fisting my hair. “I don’t want to help it,” he growls. “I want you. I don’t care how wrong it is.” His clenched fist tightens, gripping my hair harshly. “I know I’ve been on your mind since I fucked you every which way in that hotel room. Stop denying it. Don’t insult me and tell me you don’t crave that amazing feeling all over again. I can see it in your eyes every damn time I look into them. You. Want. Me.”

It’s me who moves in first. All me. I lunge forward and smash my lips to his, the magnetic force winning. His words winning. Jack winning. My heart winning. I coax his mouth open with hard, hungry kisses. I’ve lost my mind to a craving too powerful to fight off. And, like Jack, I don’t care how wrong it is.

Lost.

Yet as he walks me backward until my back slams into the wall, I feel found again.

I cry out, and Jack moans. We’re clumsy and desperate. He’s pushing me up the wall with the force of his kiss, then he’s rolling away, taking me with him until it’s his back slamming into the wall. It’s the elevator all over again. The atmosphere is sizzling. I’m on fire. He scoops me up, pinning me to him, and carries me into my bedroom. I focus on him. Only him and the return of feelings that I’ve fantasized about since that unforgettable night. All the guilt is abandoning me, and I let it, unprepared to let anything stop me from taking the forbidden.

Top 5 favorite drinks from Jodi

1)   Mojito

2)   Wine

3)   Coffee

4)   St Germain Cocktail

5)   Moscow Mule

 

About the Author

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Jodi Ellen Malpas was born and raised in the Midlands’ town of Northampton, England, where she lives with her two boys. Working for her father’s construction business full-time, she tried to ignore the lingering idea of writing until it became impossible. She wrote in secret for a long time before finally finding the courage to unleash her creative streak, and in October 2012 she released This Man. She took a chance on a story with some intense characters and sparked incredible reactions from women all over the world. Writing powerful love stories and creating addictive characters have become her passion, a passion she now shares with her devoted readers.

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Release Blitz & GIVEAWAY: Cinnamon Eyes by Nell Iris

Happy Saturday! We are excited to be a part of the release blitz for Cinnamon Eyes by Nell Iris! We’ve got a great excerpt and giveaway today and watch out for my review of this book coming later this month!

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Blurb

Cory’s had a rough year struggling with severe depression. He’s desperate to rebuild his shattered life and break away from his demanding family. When his therapist encourages him to do something for himself, he knows exactly what he needs. I want to see Asher again. The best friend Corey ever had who, at fifteen, held Cory’s heart in his hands without knowing it.

Asher’s had a troubled relationship with his father since he came out. Now that Pops is sick, he’s fighting for his right to help or even find out about his father’s health. Then there’s the complication of an ex-boyfriend unwilling to let go.

When Cory and Asher meet again after sixteen years, Cory’s feelings are as strong as ever. But does Asher feel the same?

Excerpt

When the song ended, I opened my eyes and clapped with the others. He didn’t look up or say anything, just started strumming another slow song on the strings. Judging by the cheers from the room, it was a popular one.

And then he lifted his head, opened his eyes, and started singing.

I gasped.

It was him. Asher.

Both my hands flew to my face and covered my mouth.

Sixteen years later and I still would have recognized him anywhere. The hair was as unruly as ever, and just as rock ‘n’ roll as his voice. The jawline so sharp he could probably cut glass with it. And the nose was still a little too big for his face.

I couldn’t see his green eyes from here, but I remembered them vividly. The pale color of a leaf newly broken out of its bud in spring, was such a stark contrast to his black eyelashes and olive complexion and had always hypnotized me with their beauty.

When he started singing, his voice pulled me out of my initial shock.

Two best friends

Like no one had ever seen before

Always together

happy and troublesome and wild

Sharing scraped knees

and high flying dreams

Carefree as the clouds in the sky

The boy with laughing cinnamon eyes

And I

The words struck a chord inside me. They reminded me of our friendship, all the way down to the scraped knees. Had he written this song? Had our friendship inspired him?

Then one day

he shimmered with a different light

Just one look at him

made my heart ache, stutter and want

I felt the same

pouring from his soul

A longing for more between us

The boy with loving cinnamon eyes

And I

He sang with such emotion, and the pronouns he used didn’t escape me. Asher was singing to a man, and my stomach made a hopeful jump.

Our story

didn’t have a fairytale ending

He had to leave me

and all I could do was to cry

But with no choice

I had to let go

We hugged and were saying goodbye

The boy with grieving cinnamon eyes

And I

I swallowed. I didn’t understand. That sounded just like … I shut down that thought immediately. It couldn’t be.

It’s been years

and my life has never been the same

I’m often wond’ring

what could have been if he’d stayed

Maybe one day

I’ll see him again

In dreams we were never apart

My boy with the sweet cinnamon eyes

And I

My boy with loving cinnamon eyes

And I

After the last chord rang out, the bar was deadly silent for a heartbeat, and then everyone started cheering and clapping and whistling.

Everyone except me.

I folded my arms on the table in front of me and collapsed with my forehead on top of them and my face hidden in the dark space between.

Had I heard what I thought I’d just heard?

Was that song … about us?

Had he had feelings for me too, back then?

The thought made me shake, and I grabbed my elbows and squeezed to keep myself from flying apart. I took a deep breath and didn’t let it out until my lungs screamed and burned in protest. I repeated the process several times until my teeth had stopped chattering and my heart had slowed its furious pace.

I was still hiding when someone cleared their throat in my vicinity.

“Excuse me? Benji said you wanted to talk to me? Are, uh, are you all right?”

His voice was as deep when he spoke as when he sang, and it sent a shiver down my spine, completely different from the previous desperate shaking. I took a deep breath and raised my head. Forcing myself to face him.

At first, he didn’t seem to recognize me. He searched my face for clues, but it only took a few moments for the spark of realization to light up his eyes.

“Cory?” His voice was gravellier than ever. “Cory, is that you?”

 

Author Bio

Nell Iris is a romantic at heart who believes everyone deserves a happy ending. She’s a bona fide bookworm (learned to read long before she started school), wouldn’t dream of going anywhere without something to read (not even the ladies room), loves music (and singing along but let’s face it, she’s not Celine Dion), and is a real Star Trek nerd (Make it so). She loves words, poetry, wine, and Sudoku, and absolutely adores elephants!

Nell believes passionately in equality for all regardless of race, gender or sexuality, and wants to make the world a better, less hateful, place.

Nell is a 40-something bisexual Swedish woman, married to the love of her life, and a proud mama of a grown daughter. She left the Scandinavian cold and darkness for warmer and sunnier Malaysia a few years ago, where she spends her days writing, surfing the Internet, enjoying the heat, and eating good food. One day she decided to chase her life long dream of being a writer, sat down in front of her laptop, and wrote a story about two men falling in love.

Nell Iris writes gay romance, prefers sweet over angsty, and wants to write diverse and different characters.

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Audio Tour & GIVEAWAY: After the Fire by Felice Stevens

Today I’m so excited to share my audiobook review for After the Fire by Felice Stevens narrated by Kale Williams. I am a huge Felice fan and now Kale Williams too, he does a great job telling this emotional story! I hope you’ll check out my review, the excerpt and don’t miss the awesome giveaway!

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After the Fire

Through Hell and Back Series, Book 2

Felice Stevens

M/M Romance

Release: 02.24.17

Audio Release: 07.11.17

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Narrator: Kale Williams

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A single bullet destroyed the dreams of Dr. Jordan Peterson. With his lover dead, Jordan descends into an endless spiral of self-destruction that nearly costs him his friends, his career and his life. When Jordan finds himself working closely with the aloof Lucas Conover, the investment banker’s mysterious past and unexpected kindness shocks him back into a life and emotions he’d thought lost forever.

The betrayal by the foster brother he’d worshiped, taught Lucas Conover never to trust or believe in anyone. Living a solitary life doesn’t free him of the nightmare of his youth; it reinforces his belief that he would never fall in love. When the death of one of his clients forces him to work closely with Dr. Jordan Peterson, he meets a person whose suffering exceeds his own. Though Jordan rejects his effort to help, something within Luke pushes him discover more about the first man to ever get under his skin.

As Luke lets down his guard and Jordan lets go of his pain, desire takes control. Each man must come to terms with past struggles if they are to create a future together. And learning to trust in themselves and love again after tragedy and a lifetime of pain, may be the only thing that saves them in the end.

This is a re-release of the original version published in 2015. It has been re-edited with over 4000 words of additional content added.

 

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4.5 Stars

After The Fire is the second book in the Through Hell and Back Series and Felice Stevens delivers a powerful and emotional story and so does narrator Kale Williams. One of my favorite things about Felice’s books is the strong emotion and for me Kale Williams captured all of that so well. There were distinct voices for the characters, their personalities expressed so well.

I love this series and these characters, and Luke and Jordan just totally went straight to my heart. Both men are struggling, Jordan still reeling after the sudden death of his fiance a year ago, and Luke, well Luke has major abandonment issues and lives a very solitary life. These two don’t meet under the best of circumstances and definitely don’t get along right away, but as they have to work together they find a special connection. It’s not easy though, there are demons and secrets and their fragile relationship may be doomed before it really gets going. As these two try to work through the issues, they are again tested and that’s when their real feelings come out.

These two really are just wonderful for each other, both having dealt with so much pain but still realizing the love they have for each other (even if it shocks them both.) There is so much to be dealt with between these two, but they stick together and work it out. Luke and Ash, dealing with their past, oh my heart! Felice again creates a hugely emotional story with all the feels but sweetness and love all around too. I definitely love her writing and think that Kale Williams does a great job bringing the story and the characters to life! I will always read any Felice Stevens book and now I can add Kale Williams to narrators I truly enjoy!

 

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EXCERPT

“We have a board meeting next week to decide if we want to accept sponsorships or not. I’m all for getting companies to donate as much as they want.”

Pushing his artichoke around the plate, Jordan chewed his bottom lip in thought. “I understand, but I don’t want this to become something they crow about and take credit for. It isn’t about them or us. It’s about what Keith wanted and helping the kids of the community so they have a safe place to come to every day if they choose. We have to make them want to come. So for sure we’ll try and get the computer companies to donate their computers and the libraries to donate children’s books. But this is always going to be The Keith Hart Center for Youth. Not XYZ Corp Center. I’m doing this to help Keith’s dream become a reality.”

Noting Lucas’s silence, Jordan quirked a brow. “Did I surprise you? You’re awfully quiet.”

The chatter from the cavernous dining room filled the silence, while he awaited Lucas’s response.

“I agree. For the record, I never intended to acknowledge the corporate sponsors any more than having maybe a plaque in, say the computer area, stating, Computers Generously Donated by…whomever we choose. As you put it so very well, it isn’t about them.” Once again, he flashed that charming grin that lit up his normally austere face.

A tug of desire hit Jordan low in his belly and the breadstick crumbled in his hand. For almost a year he’d barely thought about sex. In the cold hours of the dark, he’d awaken from dreams where he’d been making love with Keith, and his body’s natural urge had led him to finish off with his hand. But not until this moment had he felt a pull toward another man. Disturbed, Jordan studied Lucas from beneath lowered lashes, pretending to concentrate on his food.

For God’s sake, what was he even thinking? Shaking his head, angry with himself for having those traitorous urges, Jordan drank down half his sparkling water, his hands shaking so badly he feared Lucas might comment. Lucky for him, the waiter approached to take away their dishes, engaging Lucas in conversation so he saw nothing.

Lucas wasn’t even his type. Jordan ran a critical gaze over the enigmatic man sitting across from him. Sure, he had the broad, muscular build similar to Keith but personality-wise, the two men were nothing alike. Keith’s friendly, joyful personality drew people to him; they couldn’t help but want to be his friend. Totally unlike the quietly serious Lucas Conover whose lone-wolf persona and hands-off attitude screamed, Don’t ask, don’t touch. Jordan excused this inexplicable physical reaction as his first time in months being in close proximity to a man.

“You okay, Jordan? You looked kind of sick for a moment.”

As far as he knew, there wasn’t yet a cure for being heartsick and heartbroken.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Felice Stevens has always been a romantic at heart. While life is tough, she believes there is a happy ending for everyone. She started reading traditional historical romances as a teenager, then life and law school got in the way. It wasn’t until she picked up a copy of Bertrice Small and became swept away to Queen Elizabeth’s court that her interest in romance novels was renewed.

But somewhere along the way, her reading shifted to stories of men falling in love. Once she picked up her first gay romance, she became so enamored of the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion there was no turning back.

Felice lives in New York City with her husband and two children. Her day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. Although she practices law, she daydreams of a time when she can sit by a beach and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be some angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.

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Release Blitz: Bad Deeds by Lisa Renee Jones

Happy Release Day to Lisa Renee Jones! We are excited to share the release blitz for Bad Deeds by Lisa Renee Jones today! I have really enjoyed Shane and Emily’s story and can’t wait to see what happens with these two – I’ll be sharing my review later this week! I hope you’ll check out this great series – the first 2 books are on SALE and there’s a great giveaway opportunity too!

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Bad Deeds: A Dirty Money Novel by Lisa Renee Jones
Release Date: August 8th, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance

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Would you bleed for the one you love?

To save his family empire from the grip of the drug cartel, Shane is pushed to the edge of darkness, forced to make choices he might never make. His father is dying. His brother is desperate to rule the empire and this means war and all gloves are off. His brother only thought he knew what dirty meant. Shane is about to give it new meaning. There is another war brewing though, and that one, is inside him, his battle between right and wrong, light and dark, and in the heat of the night, it is Emily he turns to for escape. Driving her to new limits, pushing her to accept a part of him that even he cannot.

In every one of Shane’s seductive demands, Emily can taste and feel, his torment, his struggle to save his family and not lose himself. But he is losing himself, and that is a problem just as dangerous as her secret, that still lurk in the shadows, a threat to the Brandon Family waiting to erupt. No matter where she and Shane have traveled, or will travel in the future, she can’t just sit back and watch him become everything he hates, everything he never wanted to become, everything she tried to save him from when she tried to run. It could be their undoing, the end. His end.

This is war, blood will spill, and someone in the heart of the Brandon family will not survive….

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series. Suzanne Todd (producer of Alice in Wonderland) on the INSIDE OUT series: Lisa has created a beautiful, complicated, and sensual world that is filled with intrigue and suspense. Sara’s character is strong, flawed, complex, and sexy – a modern girl we all can identify with.

In addition to the success of Lisa’s INSIDE OUT series, Lisa has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is also the author of the bestselling DIRTY MONEY and WHITE LIES series. Presently, Lisa is working on her Murder Girl/Lilah Love series to be published by Montlake.

Prior to publishing Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women’s Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.

Lisa loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her at www.lisareneejones.com and she is active on Twitter and Facebook daily.

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Review Tour with Excerpt & GIVEAWAY: As Big As The Sky by Amy Aislin

We are excited to be a part of the review tour for As Big As The Sky by Amy Aislin! This was a sweet, feel-good story and I hope you’ll check out my review, the great excerpt and there’s a giveaway too!

Happy Reading!

~Jenn

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Length: 37,000 words

Publisher: MLR Press

Blurb

Sam wants nothing to do with his irresponsible, sarcastic neighbor…or does he?
Sam McAuley is having a rough start to the summer: Not only is he being sued, but the new guy running the animal rehabilitation center next door has no idea what he’s doing and his runaway chickens constantly end up in Sam’s pristine yard.

Everything is temporary for Bo Novak. For as long as he can remember, it’s been one town to the next, one school to the next, one job to the next. Even his current job—running his sister’s animal rehab center while she’s away on a four-month leave—is temporary. And he does know what he’s doing, thank you very much. Sure, things don’t always run smoothly, but the stick-in-the-mud next door could be a little nicer about it.

One overheard conversation, an olive branch, and a baseball game might show these guys that being at odds isn’t really what they want, and that what they want might just be each other.

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3.5 – 4 Stars

This is a fun, sweet read about two great but lonely men that will definitely put a smile on your face. As Big As The Sky is that feel-good read you want to pick up when you are looking for something without the angst and drama but still delivers a good story.

So far, neither Sam or Bo are having a great summer! Sam is dealing with being sued over a logo he created years ago and stressed to the max, plus his neighbor seems to have no control over the animals he is taking care of and it’s making Sam crazy! Bo is stuck at his sister’s house for the summer taking care of the animals in the rehabilitation center she runs out of her home, he’s lonely and has no friends and the one person he thought he’d make friends with, Sam is nothing but mean and nasty to him. But one day, Sam overhears Ben talking in his backyard and seriously begins to re-think the way he is treating him.

I thought these two were absolutely adorable together, even when butting heads! Once they start becoming friends it’s so easy to see the wonderful connection they have and oh as they became more to each other, it just went right to my heart. This is a low drama book, so there’s kind of an insta-love but for me it worked. I like seeing these two together, Sam figuring out just how wrong he’d been about Bo and Bo leaning on Sam and finally figuring out just what he wants out of life. These two definitely worked for me.

Overall, I enjoyed this story, it’s one of those Saturday afternoon reads that will makes you smile and leaves your heart happy! This was my first Amy Aislin book and I’m looking forward to more from her in the future!

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Excerpt

The chicken was in his yard again. Ugly red wattle dangling beneath its beak like loose jowls, brown feathers puffed in an inflated sense of superiority. On any other day Sam normally wouldn’t have cared so much about the mess it was making of his garden, but this was the third time in as many days, the magazine crew would be here within the hour, and he’d told Bo to fix his damn fence.

Sighing, Sam set his mug on the counter. He really hadn’t had enough coffee yet to deal with this.

He walked out of the kitchen and down the hall to the front door, where he put on a pair of flip flops before exiting his house. Down the driveway, a left at the tiny gravel sidewalk, around the hedges in Bo’s yard, up Bo’s driveway. The early June sun pierced his eyes. He knocked on the front door and waited for Bo to answer.

Ever since Bo had taken over running Big Sky—the animal rehabilitation center next door to Sam’s—four weeks ago from his sister, Laura, it had been one disaster after another. Damaged enclosures, a pygmy goat with diarrhea, equipment that didn’t work, flooding in the cows’ pen after a bad rainfall, a yappy pair of not-quite-housebroken puppies. And now? Broken fences and runaway chickens.

The door opened, revealing a rumpled Bo dressed in old jeans, hiking boots, and a T-shirt streaked with dirt. He was out of breath, as if he’d run to the front door. The pair of dirty work gloves in his hand told Sam he’d probably been working out back.

The unsure smile on Bo’s face turned into a scowl when he saw who stood on his doorstep at nine in the morning. Sam ignored how cute Bo’s frowny face was and drew himself up to his full six-foot-three height. Bo was not his type. Too short, too lean, eyes too brown, hair too blond. Too flaky, too temperamental, too feisty, too…too much.

Nope. Not Sam’s type at all.

Bo’s hands went to his hips. He looked like a knight defending his domain. A tiny, skinny one with a bad attitude.

“What now?” he snapped.

“You didn’t fix the fence,” Sam said.

“I—”

Sam held up a hand, cutting Bo off. “Look. I know you know what day it is. The crew’s going to be here in less than an hour. The last thing I need is your chicken masquerading as a prison escapee messing up my garden.” Bo’s lips twitched at that, but Sam ignored how that made him feel and continued. “Fix your goddamn fence. And get your chicken out of my yard.” Bo opened his mouth to speak but Sam didn’t give him the chance. He turned and descended the porch steps. “Oh.” He turned back to find Bo still frowning at him, lips pressed in a tight line. “And if your chickens keep escaping, maybe there’s something wrong with the chicken coop?”

The slamming door at his back was surprisingly satisfactory.

Author Bio

Amy started writing on a rainy day in fourth grade when her class was forced to stay inside for recess. Tales of adventures with her classmates quickly morphed into tales of adventures with the characters in her head. Based in the suburbs of Toronto, Amy is a marketer at a large environmental non-profit in Toronto by day, and a writer by night. Book enthusiast, animal lover and (very) amateur photographer, Amy’s interests are many and varied, including travelling, astronomy, ecology, and baking.

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