Guest Post: Andrew Grey, Author of LOVE COMES TO LIGHT

Today I have Andrew Grey visiting with his newest release… “Love Comes to Light”! He’s not only talking with us about where he’d like to visit in the world (I so want to stow away in his suitcase when he and Dom go!), but he’s left a sweet little excerpt for us too!

*Don’t forget, I reviewed “Love Comes to Light” earlier this month HERE!

Title: Love Comes to Light LoveComesToLightFS
Author:
Andrew Grey
Series: Senses Series
Genre: M/M, Contemporary Romance
Publisher:
Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: Mar 18, 2016
Formats: eBook & Print
Book Links:
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Artist Arik Bosler is terrified he might have lost his creative gift in the accident that left his hand badly burned. When he’s offered the chance to work with renowned artist Ken Brighton after winning a contest, Arik fears his injury will be too much to overcome.

He reluctantly travels to Pleasanton to meet Ken, where he runs into the intimidating Reg Thompson. Reg, a biker who customizes motorcycles, is a big man with a heart of gold who was rejected by most of his family. Arik is initially afraid of Reg because of his size, however it’s his heart that warms Arik’s interest and gets him to look past the exterior to let down his guard.

But Arik soon realizes that certain members of Reg’s motorcycle club are into things he can’t have any part of. Reg can’t understand why Arik disappears until he learns Arik’s injury was the result of his father’s drug activity. Though neither Reg nor Arik wants anything to do with drugs, the new leadership of Reg’s club might have other ideas.

Say your publisher has offered to fly you anywhere in the world to do research on an upcoming book, where would you most likely want to go?

I would love to go to Australia again and I’d definitely take Dominic with me. I had the opportunity to go to Australia in 2004 on a business trip. It was an incredible experience and I got to see some amazing things. But they were only local to the city I was in and I would love to be able to explore the country. I’d definitely set parts of my book on the Great Barrier Reef so I would have a chance to snorkel there. Then I’d have my characters travel to the interior to Ayers Rock. Maybe one of them would be an opera lover and I’d have to go to Sydney to see all the sights.

I have promised Dominic that I would take him to Australia some day and I think he and I need to get that destination on our list and scheduled. He deserves to see a country like that. And of course when I do go, I will have to take my characters with me. I think they would have a ball and I know Dominic and I would.

“Arik, I’m glad you made it.” He set his palette aside and walked toward Arik, extending his hand. Arik hesitated, then pulled his right hand out of his pocket. He could tell instantly when Mr. Brighton noticed. He looked into Arik’s eyes, meeting his gaze straight on. That alone was different. So was the gentle, yet firm, way Ken gripped his damaged hand. “It’s good to meet you.”

Arik looked away. “I should explain. I really wanted to meet you, but I thought about calling to cancel because—” He looked down at his hand. “Well, I’m not an artist any longer. I was so thrilled when you called, and I wanted to meet you so badly, but… I probably shouldn’t waste your time.”

“Slow down. And please call me Ken.” He reached over, grabbed a stool, and moved it closer, motioning for him to sit. “Let’s take things one at a time. This is my partner, Patrick,” Ken said, and Arik extended his hand. Patrick nodded and shook it. “He isn’t able to speak because of an accident, but he’s very adept at other forms of communication.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” Arik said, and Patrick smiled, his eyes warming even more. Patrick lightly patted Arik’s hand and then released it. Patrick then left the room, closing the studio door. “Like I said, I shouldn’t have come and wasted your time.”

Ken didn’t say anything, just walked to the corner of his studio and returned with a painting that Arik instantly recognized as his contest entry. “All of the entries were sold at a charity auction, and yours was the only one I bought. It spoke to me in a way that went right to my heart. I had to have it.”

“I did that a year ago….” He looked down at his hand and slid it back into his pocket. He hated seeing it.

“Your work is gorgeous and shows great talent,” Ken said.

“Well, it shows what I once had.”

Ken continued looking at the painting.

“That was my grandmother’s home,” Arik said. “The contest guidelines were for us to paint a memory. I chose a time when I was happiest. My grandmother had a house on the lake in Muskegon. There was a swing in the backyard under a tree, and she and I used to sit in it and she read me stories.”

“She must have been a gardener.”

Arik nodded. “She loved flowers and even bred roses. The purple ones and the orange ones in the picture are ones she bred herself. She loved the color, but I think she was after scent more than anything. I remember her always smelling like roses. They were her passion.”

“You didn’t put her in the picture,” Ken remarked.

Arik smiled. “She’s there.” He pointed to the row of color that disappeared along the side of the house. “She’s in those flowers. She told me once that after she was gone, she’d live on as long as someone grew her flowers.”

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The ones listed below are for the Sense Series Only

Love Comes Silently Love Comes in Darkness LoveComesHomeLoveComesAround LoveComesUnheardFS 

Love Comes Silently Book 1

Love Comes in Darkness Book 2

Love Comes Home Book 3

Love Comes Around Book 4

Love Comes Unheard Book 5

Love Comes to Light Book 6

Andrew GreyAndrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.

Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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4.5 Drops: LOVE COMES TO LIGHT by Andrew Grey

Title: Love Comes to Light LoveComesToLightFS
Author:
Andrew Grey
Series: Senses Series
Genre: M/M, Contemporary Romance
Publisher:
Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: Mar 18, 2016
Formats: eBook & Print
Book Links:
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Artist Arik Bosler is terrified he might have lost his creative gift in the accident that left his hand badly burned. When he’s offered the chance to work with renowned artist Ken Brighton after winning a contest, Arik fears his injury will be too much to overcome.

He reluctantly travels to Pleasanton to meet Ken, where he runs into the intimidating Reg Thompson. Reg, a biker who customizes motorcycles, is a big man with a heart of gold who was rejected by most of his family. Arik is initially afraid of Reg because of his size, however it’s his heart that warms Arik’s interest and gets him to look past the exterior to let down his guard.

But Arik soon realizes that certain members of Reg’s motorcycle club are into things he can’t have any part of. Reg can’t understand why Arik disappears until he learns Arik’s injury was the result of his father’s drug activity. Though neither Reg nor Arik wants anything to do with drugs, the new leadership of Reg’s club might have other ideas.

I was excited to see another Senses story coming out, but truly bummed to see it was to be the last one. But, if this is to be the last, I’m thrilled to see Mr. Grey send the series out in such a wonderful way. We begin again with an artist, as we did in the very first Senses book (in fact, you get to see quite a bit of him again!) but Arik is very different. Boy is he ever! And Reg… what can I say about him?

Let’s begin with the basics: Arik is an artist who’s suffered a huge loss and setback due to the burns that have nearly destroyed his dominant hand. This happened pre-story but are the basis of so much in the book. As someone that has lost a great deal of use of my hands (not through burns, but still) I truly feel for Arik. It has to be so depressing and terrifying for him. Painting isn’t a job to him, it’s his life, hos he processes, how he expresses, how he relates in many ways to the world. And now, he believes it may be gone. But, he has a chance to meet Ken (Senses book 1) which leads him to Reg.

Reg is not at all what Arik think he wants, much less needs. Reg is a huge (that really should be HUGE) man, a biker, mechanic, and he terrifies Arik the first time they meet. But, Reg isn’t jut what the package portrays. Sadly, as the burb shows, some in his club, buy into the crappy image some have of bikers and nearly destroy a lot more than just Reg and Arik’s happiness…

This is a wonderfully crafted story with characters that are so real you feel you know them and could hop in your car and drive over to go visit them in real life. The problems they face are, sadly, all too real. The sex is, yes, hot as hell—but it’s Andrew, so what else do you expect? His hubby must be one happpyyyyy man Winking smile

I’m sad to see this series come to an end, but this story and these characters will live on in many rereads and in many shares/recommends. Finding romance stories where there are characters with disabilities that not only find love, but where the injury, different ability, challenge, etc. isn’t shown as a point of lack or something to be loved in spite of, can be hard. Andrew Grey has not only met the mark, but exceeded it for showing that all not only deserve love, but that the wrapping isn’t what matters… isn’t that heart of the person. Thank you, Mr. Grey!

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“Let’s take a break,” Connor called after the saw whined down once again.

“Good idea,” Reg agreed. Patrick nodded and grabbed a bottle of water, then left the room. Reg followed him with his gaze, waiting until he’d left to ask, “What’s with that kid who’s staying with them?”

Connor shrugged. “I just met him, but I saw the way he acted.”

“Like he wanted to crawl inside a wall to get away from me. He stopped at the station for gas, and I expected him to make a run for it any second, acting like a scared rabbit.” Reg grabbed two bottles of water from the cooler and handed one to Connor.

“Did you see his hand?” Connor asked. “Maybe that has something to do with it. Those burns aren’t that old.” Connor grinned. “And let’s face it, you don’t project love and happiness, or have little bluebirds landing on your fingers.”

“Fuck no, I’m not a princess,” he growled and then sighed. “But that kid is cute as a button.” Reg knew it would be best if he put Arik out of his mind. The guy was scared as hell of him.

“Yeah, the growliness is the perfect way to keep the kid from running for the hills.”

Reg did it again. “I am who I am. Never claimed or tried to be anything but.” If he was big and strong, then no one messed with him and that was just fine. He’d taken more than his share of shit in his life, and he was done with that. “I’m going to hit the head. I’ll be back in a few, and we can finish this project.” He checked his watch. He had to be back at the gas station by six, but that should leave plenty of time to get this project done.

Reg knew the way. He went to the restroom off the entrance, waving to Claire, who was sitting behind the desk, as he passed. She was a biker chick at heart, and when he stopped by, they usually talked Harleys for a few minutes. He pushed the restroom door open and went inside. After taking care of business, he washed his hands and pulled the door open. Childish laughter rang through the hall. Reg glanced at Claire, who pointed to the activity room. More laughter followed, and Reg followed the sound. He peeked into the room.

“Mr. Reg!” Bobbie Jo raced over to him. “I heard you working.” She imitated the saw. “I didn’t bother you because that’s going to be my room when you’re all done.” She grinned, showing her missing front teeth. He lifted her into his arms and watched as Arik turned toward him and then quickly looked away again. “He’s showing us how to draw a bunny.” She pointed to a paper on the table, all smiles and unbridled energy.

“That’s great, sweetheart,” Reg said, carrying her back to her place.

“He has a hurty hand like me. See?” she said, pointing to Arik and then lifting her own right hand.

“Does it hurt today?” Reg knew she sometimes dealt with a lot of pain, particularly after the surgeries or when she was having a growth spurt.

“Nope.” She smiled and wriggled her thumb and the next two fingers. That alone was a miracle and a half, as far as Reg was concerned. Bobbie Jo’s little fingers hadn’t grown right and ended up twisted and curled. She’d had surgery on three of her fingers to correct it, and there were still two to go.

“That’s good, honey,” he said, setting her back in her chair and handing her the pencil.

“I’ll drawed a bunny for you,” she said and looked to Arik. “Would you tell me again?”

“Sure,” Arik said gently, but Reg felt his gaze on him and saw the fear and nervousness in his eyes.

Reg thought about leaving the room, but that would upset Bobbie Jo, so he knelt on the floor next to her to seem less threatening… he hoped.

“First you draw the face,” Arik said, going slowly as he demonstrated, letting the others keep up. “Then the ears.” He drew the first one. As he made the second ear, the pencil dropped from his hand, rolling along the table and onto the floor in front of Reg. He picked it up and held it out to Arik, who looked at it as though it were on fire. Then Arik slowly reached for it, gently taking it from Reg’s fingers. “Thank you.”

Reg nodded, and Arik continued with the lesson. “That’s so good.”

Bobbie Jo’s tongue stuck out slightly as she concentrated, making the shapes Arik showed her. It didn’t look as fluid as his, but Bobbie Jo was obviously pleased as punch as she added the whiskers.

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The ones listed below are for the Sense Series Only

Love Comes Silently Love Comes in Darkness LoveComesHomeLoveComesAround LoveComesUnheardFS 

Love Comes Silently Book 1

Love Comes in Darkness Book 2

Love Comes Home Book 3

Love Comes Around Book 4

Love Comes Unheard Book 5

Love Comes to Light Book 6

Andrew GreyAndrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.

Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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Review: THE LONE RANCHER by Andrew Grey

He’ll do anything to save the ranch, including baring it all.

Title: The Lone Rancher 
Author:
Andrew Grey
Genre: M/M, Contemporary Romance, Western
Publisher: Dreamspun Desires 
Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: Feb 15, 2016
Available In: eBook & Print
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Aubrey Klein is in real trouble—he needs some fast money to save the family ranch. His solution? A weekend job as a stripper at a club in Dallas. For two shows each Saturday, he is the star as The Lone Rancher.

It leads to at least one unexpected revelation: after a show, Garrett Lamston, an old friend from school, approaches the still-masked Aubrey to see about some extra fun… and Aubrey had no idea Garrett was gay. As the two men dodge their mothers’ attempts to set them up with girls, their friendship deepens, and one thing leads to another.

Aubrey know his life stretching between the ranch and the club is a house of cards. He just hopes he can keep it standing long enough to save the ranch and launch the life—and the love—he really hopes he can have.

When I first heard about the Dreamspun Desires line, I was curious. I was never into the Harlequin Romances like my mother and grandmother, so I was curious to see what the ‘tried and true’ would look like from beloved DSP authors. Well, boy am I glad I decided to read! There’s so much going on as this isn’t a story of a double life, but of a triple one for Aubrey. As if the double life Garrett’s stuck in isn’t bad enough.

As someone raised in the South (not Texas though) around cattle country where FFA was more important than Honors Society by far, I can truly feel for both men. The fear, pain, self-recrimination, guilt, etc. is so real even today in may areas that reality bleed off the pages. Andrew did an amazing job, once again, all while keeping this story very fun and playful in so many aspects.

I loved the “Lone Rancher” aspect, though not the internalized loathing and phobia about what he was doing. That is one thing I wish he’d come to better terms with, but, hey, these are ‘real’ people, even they aren’t, right? No one’s perfect. It was reading as the two men, Garrett and Aubrey danced toward a real life together, toward coming out and dealing with family and their community, that was so much fun. I felt for Garrett—and wanted to whip his father! (and not in a fun and kinky way, I assure you). I’ve know too many Garrett’s in reality, seen them hurt too many times.

Aubrey though, what a man! He’s a true rancher and man, willing to do whatever it takes to take care of his family and save the ranch. In the end, not only is it all worth it, but both men are better for what they’ve gone through and their love is (hey, it’s Andrew Grey) a true HEA.

This is a well written and wonderfully fun romance. If you’re looking for something sweet yet hot and sexy, then this is a great story to pick up.

“Ladies, gentlemen, and those of you who have yet to make up your minds,” the master of ceremonies quipped over the loudspeaker. It was an old joke, and one Aubrey had heard each and every Saturday night. Activity buzzed around him, but Aubrey kept his mind focused on the task at hand. “We have an amazing lineup for you tonight.” A whoop went up from the gathered crowd, shaking the walls. “And we all know who you’re waiting for….”

Another, louder yell made the floor vibrate. Excitement ramped up inside him, and Aubrey took a step closer to the stage entrance. He knew the shtick that went on—it was all designed to get the crowd fired up.

“Should I bring him out at the end of the show?”

The resulting sound was deafening. “Now!”

“I can’t hear you,” he sang, and the crowd became even louder. “All right, you asked for him, and here he is. The one… the only… the cowboy who can light my prairie on fire anytime he wants. The Lone Rancher!”

Music pumped and the stage went dark as Audrey raced on. When the lights flashed on, the crowd of men in front of him went wild. He snapped his hips to one side, and men yelled, jumping up and down to the beat of the music. He began to move, pumping his fists and snapping his hips to the beat in a raucous, salacious impersonation of ass-slapping sex, the fringe on his chaps flapping wildly. Then he turned around to give them a clear view of his jeans-clad ass framed in chaps and pumped his hips, clenching his cheeks, making them do a little dance in the denim that sent the crowd into a frenzy.

His vest was the first to go. Aubrey peeled it away, twirling it over his head as he rolled his hips, moving his entire body to the pounding beat that filled him. He knew his routines by heart, so he let go, sinking deep into himself and just going with what felt good. He kicked his boots into the wings and then removed the chaps in a flash of leather that sailed across the stage, landing just out of sight of the crowd. Now in just his checked shirt, jeans, hat, and, of course, the mask he wore the entire time he was in the club, he whirled around, his back to the crowd, and pulled at his shirt, spreading it wide, letting it slip off his shoulders. He shimmied it back and forth, then whipped back to face the audience, pulling the shirt closed as he did.

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Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.

Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

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#GuestPost by Dirk Greyson, Author of Darkness Threatening

Title: Darkness Threatening
Author:
Dirk Greyson
Series:
Yellowstone Wolves
Genre: M/M, Paranormal Romance, Shifters
Publisher:
Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: Feb 3 2016
Available In: eBook & Print
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Fredrik is back from college and trying to stay out of his power-hungry brother’s way, until his brother takes a prisoner for his pleasure. Unable to tolerate his family’s cruelty, Fredrik overcomes his fear to help her escape back to her pack. There, he meets Christopher, and their instant attraction tells him Christopher is the one. However, since the threat of his brother remains, Fredrik is reluctant to pursue a relationship.

Christopher is still figuring out his place in the pack and has been living on his own to avoid making waves with his brother, Mikael. Now he’s met his soulmate, and he’ll do anything to take care of his love, including rejoining the pack.

With coaxing, Fredrik accepts his feelings, and Christopher’s pack gives him the home he’s never had. But Fredrick soon realizes he should keep running. His brother is on his tail and will stop at nothing to obtain the power he craves, especially when he realizes the source of the power could be Fredrik himself.

Is it hard to write such viscous men? You are the total opposite, how do you ‘get into their heads’?

It’s surprisingly easy. I will admit that I think of myself as a nice parson and I know I have a good heart. But all of us have a darker side and we’ve all experienced the darker sides of life. For me, when it comes to writing darker and more viscous characters, I channel some of the people I knew when I was younger. There were plenty of people who were mean and cruel to me and others when I was growing up. I had a high school bully and more than once I’ve used him in a story as the model for the villain. I’ll also admit that there are times in my life when I’ve had to be cold and calculating. Sometimes it’s just a requirement that we make tough decisions.

Now I will say that I can write tough and even viscous characters, there is nothing more satisfying than when they get what’s coming to them in the end. That part is particularly satisfying for me.

“Let’s go for a run. I need to hunt something,” Juneau said as Fredrik reached the door to his room and went inside. He closed the door as silently as he could and stood stock-still, trying not to breathe so he could hear them.

The front door opened and closed. Fredrik hoped they had all gone, but it was likely one of the dipshit twins had been left behind. He listened at the door and then opened it slightly, scenting for anyone in the house. He could smell fear and hear soft sobs from the room next door, but that was all. He stepped out of the room as a chair scraped on the floor. Just as he suspected. Squaring his shoulders, Fredrik walked back toward the open central room.

Dimitri sat at the table, staring off into space. “What are you up to? Juneau said I was to stay here and keep an eye on you and his present.” He grinned like an idiot. “But I was thinking that maybe you could be my present.” He stood. “A hole’s a hole, right? Besides, I bet you’d like what I got for you.”

Fredrik swallowed hard. “I don’t think so. You aren’t my type.”

“I ain’t, huh? I’m a guy and you like guys, so I figured I could see what all the fuss was about.” He stepped closer, and Fredrik took a small step back. Dimitri stomped his foot and then laughed. “I ain’t gonna soil myself with the likes of you. You can stop looking like you’re gonna jump through the roof.” He walked to the small table near the old sofa, yanked open the drawer, and pulled out a deck of cards. He began shuffling again and again, the snap and thump sounds filling the small space.

Fredrik’s throat was bone dry, so he pulled open the refrigerator door and got some water. Inge had left too, so it was only Dimitri and him. His gaze kept going to the door of Juneau’s room. There was a girl in there frightened half to death. The scent was enough to turn his stomach again. He opened the bottle, rinsed his mouth, and spat into the sink. Then he took a long drink, the liquid settling in his stomach with a hollow thud. He closed the door and opened one of the kitchen drawers. He needed a weapon, anything at hand, if he was to have a chance against Dimitri. The guy was smaller than Yuri, but Fredrik was no match for him physically. Hell, he wasn’t a physical match for anyone in his family. His father had always called him his runt pup.

“What are you up to?” Dimitri didn’t even look up from his game.

“Just getting some water. You want some?”

“Nah. Get me a beer, though,” he said and played another card. “I got eyes in the back of my head. I’ll know if you pull anything.”

Fredrik opened the refrigerator again and got a beer. As he closed the door and pulled open the drawer next to it, he had to keep himself from whooping for joy. He’d found the knives. He picked out one and then carried the beer over to Dimitri and set it on the table.

“I know what you’re doing,” Dimitri said and grabbed his hand. “I know everything, and you’re just some runt. So don’t be thinking you’re going to try anything so you can get away. If I let you leave, Juneau will have my nuts, and I want them right where they are. And the only way you’re getting out of here is if I let you leave.”

“Is that so?” Fredrik jerked away and plunged the knife into Dimitri’s neck before pushing him forward onto the table. He managed to get out of the way of the blood, but it sprayed all over the floor. “You may think I’m small, you piece of shit, but I’ve got fight in me,” he said to blank eyes as Dimitri went completely still.

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clip_image006Dirk is very much an outside kind of man. He loves travel and seeing new things. Dirk worked in corporate America for way too long and now spends his days writing, gardening, and taking care of the home he shares with his partner of more than two decades. He has a Master’s Degree and all the other accessories that go with a corporate job. But he is most proud of the stories he tells and the life he’s built. Dirk lives in Pennsylvania in a century old home and is blessed with an amazing circle of friends.

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Attraction, Disguises, and the Truth within The Artist’s Masquerade by Antonia Aquilante

The Artist’s Masquerade
by Antonia Aquilante
M/M Fantasy Romance
Series: Chronicles of Tournai
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Anne Cain
Release Date: December 21, 2015
Length: Novel (300 pages)
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As the first-born son of the Duke of Tournai and cousin to the prince, Cathal has always tried to fulfill his duty to family and country, including following through with an arranged marriage to Velia, cousin to the emperor of Ardunn. But it’s Velia’s companion, Flavia, who fascinates Cathal. Cathal doesn’t know that Flavia is really Flavian, a man masquerading as a woman to escape Ardunn, a restrictive place in which Flavian’s preference for men is forbidden.

Even when Cathal discovers Flavian’s true gender, he cannot fight his attraction to him. Flavian is intrigued by Cathal, but Cathal is still betrothed to Velia, and Flavian worries Cathal is more taken with his feminine illusion than the man beneath it. While both men battle their longings for each other, spies from Ardunn infiltrate the capital, attempting to uncover Tournai’s weaknesses. They are also searching for Flavian, who possesses a magical Talent that allows him to see the truth of a person just by painting their portrait—a skill invaluable to Ardunn’s emperor.

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4.5 Drops #Review: The Prince’s Consort by Antonia Aquilante

The Prince’s Consort
by Antonia Aquilante
M/M Fantasy Romance
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Anne Cain
Release Date: October 16, 2015
Length: Novel (290 pages)
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Legends tell of large cats defending the principality of Tournai, but such creatures have been lost to time.

Or have they?

Prince Philip inherited the throne at a young age, and since then, his life has centered around ruling his country and resisting those pressuring him to take a wife and conceive an heir—forcing him to hide his attraction to men. When kind-hearted Amory is offered to the prince in exchange for more time for Amory’s father to complete a commission, both Philip and Amory are horrified. But Philip agrees to keep Amory at the palace, where they gradually become friends, then lovers. For the first time in his life, Philip is free to share not only his heart, but the magical shape-shifting ability that runs in the royal bloodline.

Neither Amory nor Philip imagined falling in love, and they certainly don’t expect the lengths those who oppose their relationship will go to keep them apart—maybe even resorting to murder.

I love a good paranormal romance, as you well know, right? Well, the blurb intrigued me so I had to get this one (and Dreamspinner Press was running a sale, so why not try a new author…). I’m so glad I got this one! The writing style flows well and the story is both fresh and fluid. The characters ‘real’ and solid even though they are in a fantasy world and in another time and reality to our own. What really sold me was that I could se easily picture myself meeting these men, talking with them, walking along with them, living, loving, hurting, and growing along with them as they each find their way in this strange life each leads.

Philip is the Crowned Prince so he should have everything he wants and needs, right? The world at his fingertips and all that. BUT what he doesn’t have is companionship, and no, I don’t just mean a lover or sex. He could get that with be a look or a snap if that’s all he wanted. He lives in a castle with his sister but his parents are gone and he’s seen as above others to the point even his cousins treat his differently. What he wants and what he has are so far separated as to be impossible, or so he thinks.

Amory is kind-hearted but emotionally abused and cowed by his father and older brother to the point he has no hope of ever being who he truly is. Then his horrid father comes up with a plan to buy himself time on a project and gifts the prince with Amory (really, what kind of father does that! Ugh!!!) The thing is, what starts out as a horrible thing turns out to be the greatest blessing either man could hope for.

I loved watching as each man grew into who each was meant to be, with the help of the other. As each learned to love, to accept love, and to embrace all of themselves. If you love paranormal stories with a few fun twists and some yummy hot men, then don’t wait to grab this one! Oh, and guess what? You can get book 2, The Artist’s Masquerade (guest post tomorrow right here on my blog!) as it just came out yesterday.

Antonia Aquilante has been making up stories for as long as she can remember, and at the age of twelve, decided she would be a writer when she grew up. After many years and a few career detours, s
he has returned to that original plan. Her stories have changed over the years, but one thing has remained consistent – they all end in happily ever after.

She has a fondness for travel (and a long list of places she wants to visit and revisit), taking photos, family history, fabulous shoes, baking treats which she shares with friends and family, and of course reading. She usually has at least two books started at once and never goes anywhere without her Kindle. Though she is a convert to ebooks, she still loves paper books the best, and there are a couple thousand of them residing in her home with her.

Born and raised in New Jersey, she is living there again after years in Washington, DC, and North Carolina for school and work. She enjoys being back in the Garden State but admits to being tempted every so often to run away from home and live in Italy.

She is a member of the Romance Writers of America and the New Jersey Romance Writers.

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Kevin, MacDreamy Hotness, & ROUND AND ROUND by Andrew Grey

Title: Round & Round
Author:
Andrew Grey
Series: Bronco Boy’s #4 and Final
Genre: M/M Contemporary Erotic Romance
Publisher:
Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: Dec 14, 2015
Edition/Formats: Book & Print

Book Links: Amazon | Dreamspinner Press

When it comes to love, Kevin Foster can’t seem to win. Some consider him a hero, but dousing an arsonist’s attempt to burn Bronco’s to the ground puts Kevin on the vengeful criminal’s radar. Afterward, the arsonist fixates on Kevin, determined to burn away every part of Kevin’s life.

Coming to Kevin’s rescue more than once, and in more ways than one, is “MacDreamy Hotness”—firefighter Angus MacTavish. Not only is Angus smitten at first sight, he learns Kevin’s nickname for him, intriguing him further.

When Angus discovers Kevin is the arsonist’s target, he takes it upon himself to protect him at any cost. Soon Kevin works his way into a heart Angus thought he’d closed off for good. Things heat up between them, but the arsonist has no intention of letting Kevin finally find happiness. Hopefully Angus and Kevin can stop him before he reduces everything Kevin values to ash—including the love igniting between him and Angus.

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An Assassin’s Holiday – Scavenger Hunt

Title: An Assassin’s Holiday 
Author: Dirk Greyson
Series: Stand Alone
Genre: M/M, Contemporary, Adventure
Release Date: Dec 2015
Edition/Formats: eBook & Print
Brick Colton has been hired to kill Santa Claus—or at least the kindhearted accountant playing Santa for the kids in an orphanage. Brick grew up in an orphanage himself, but that isn’t the only thing bothering him about the contract on Robin Marvington’s life. The details don’t add up, and it’s looking more and more like someone has set Robin up. As Brick investigates, Robin brings some much-needed cheer into his life, the light in Robin’s soul reaching something in Brick’s dark one. But all of that will end if they can’t find the person who wants Robin dead.
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#Intrview w/ Vicktor Alexander, #Author of The Servant Duchess Of Whitcomb

The man with two dukedoms, who stared death in the face and won, faces his greatest challenge: love and marriage to a Tafrican servant in a time when the whole of Tlondon would shun them.

 Title: The Servant Duchess Of Whitcomb
Series: (Scandalous Whispers of The Remmington Realm, 2)
Author: Vicktor Alexander
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
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enres:
Historical, Interracial, Transgender/Intersex, Sci-fi/Fantasy, Romance, Regency, Military, Action, Intrigue
Pages: 304
Buy: Dreamspinner ebook| Dreamspinner paperbook

Orley Garrick is known throughout Angland not only as the man with two dukedoms but also as the hero who survived a brutal kidnapping at the hands of Nafoleon’s army, never once betraying the secrets of His Majesty. Still haunted by his memories, Orley pushes his crippled body to dangerous limits, all in an attempt to run from the demons of his past.

Until he meets Chester Boland, a maid in his friend’s household. Orley is besieged by desire for this gorgeous male woman, and by a connection he cannot ignore. But there are those within the Remmington Realm who take issue with the Duke’s choice—especially given Chester’s Tafrican lineage.

Having stared death in the face and won, Orley proposes they steal away and elope. However, before they can begin their new life, they uncover dangerous secrets that go deeper than they could ever imagine—involving those they trust the most.

Orley and Chester must discover exactly how deep these secrets run before their enemies make sure Chester is removed from Orley’s arms… forever.

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Vicktor Alexander author of The Servant Duchess Of Whitcomb.

Hi Vicktor, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.

1) Tell us something no one else knows about your characters.

Hhmm… something that no one else knows about Chester and Orley… well… let’s see… Chester is actually a very good cook, though he doesn’t get a chance to do it very often. And Orley is a very good writer. Something that will be revealed later on in the series.

2) Have you ever written something that made you cry?

Yes. A few things. Raising Shawna, Daddy’s Boy, and The Servant Duchess Of Whitcomb.

3) Have you ever co-written with someone before?

I’m currently co-writing something with Grace R. Duncan. I co-wrote some short stories with a friend of mine back in middle school. They were very raunchy, M/F stories. LOL.

4) What is the most difficult part of writing for you?

For some reason whenever I get to 7k-15k words in a story I have the hardest time pushing through and writing. I get some kind of mental block for some reason.

5) Name your four most important food groups.

Coffee. Meat. Dick. Ass. LOL. J/k. Coffee. Meat. Lasagna. Cereal.

THE SHARP retort of gunfire exploded around Orley Garrick, Duke of Whitcomb, and he ducked, trying to avoid the debris and the bodies of fallen soldiers around him as he surged forward. The smoke from the countless rifles burned his eyes as he desperately looked for the person who had caught his eye. He heard the cries of the dying calling out to him as he rode his horse farther into the thick of battle. Using his sword, he cut down an enemy soldier who raced toward him, mouth open as he let out a battle cry. Orley closed his eyes against the spray of blood across his face and blocked out the sound of the man’s death gurgle as he fell to the ground beneath his own horse.

Orley raced on toward the figure in white who didn’t belong on the battlefield. He called out a warning, telling the woman to be careful, because there was no way a man would be on a battlefield wearing a long, flowing white chemise, free of dust and bloodstain, appearing almost angelic among the crowd of soldiers. The woman didn’t stop. Instead she walked straight toward the commander of the enemy soldiers, and fear filled Orley. He wasn’t sure why; he didn’t know the woman, and yet he could not let anything happen to her.

At that moment, the woman turned to look at him, and Orley gasped when he realized the woman in f
ront of him was not female as he’d suspected but male. Why in the world was a lady on the battlefield?

“You should not be here!” he yelled, trying to warn the male, but just as he got close enough to lift the woman onto the back of his horse, an enemy soldier plunged his sword through the woman’s back and out through his chest. Orley watched helplessly as the woman’s eyes widened moments before he collapsed to the ground, and a grief unlike aught he’d ever experienced ripped through him.

He was not sure how he knew, but the dying woman belonged to him, and someone had just taken him away.

Tossing his head back, Orley let out an anguished shout at the heavens.

ORLEY WOKE, panting and sweating, in the home of his friend, Heathcliff.

Holy. Shit. That one had been very different from his other nightmares. He rubbed his face with his hand and groaned as pain raced through his leg—the one that would never be the same. All because of war, a battle. All because of….

Orley shook his head. No, he wasn’t going to think about that.

Someone knocked lightly on the door, and Orley winced as he realized his plan to come to his room and take a quick nap after his taxing journey out of Tlondon had turned into a deep sleep and a brand-new nightmare.

God, he hated sleeping.

“Enter,” he called out as he sat up and swung his legs off the bed he was borrowing while visiting Heathcliff and Lucien for their country-house party. The door opened, and Orley turned to address the person standing there. He stopped short, almost swallowing his tongue as he took in the vision of the most beautiful creature to have ever been born.

Orley had been privileged to see many beautiful people in his life. Male and female, he was a lover of aesthetically pleasing images and didn’t discriminate. However, all of them paled in comparison to the lovely light-brown-skinned woman in front of him. Orley’s stomach clenched, his groin tightening as he inhaled sharply. The lovely scent of jasmine wafted up to his nostrils, and his eyes slid closed as he relished in the delightful fragrance emanating from the male who had just entered his room.

“Forgive me, Your Grace. I was sent to bring you a light repast and perhaps something to wash up with? His Grace the Duke of Pompinshire thought that perhaps you would like to freshen up before joining the rest of the guests downstairs.” The woman’s voice was soft and lyrical, with a slight lilt to it, and Orley wondered if perhaps he sang. He would have no problem lounging around on the settee listening to him sing or even just talk. Of course, as he took in the male’s appearance, he felt the desire to do much more than just listen to him.

“Your Grace? Are you ill?” the servant asked, and Orley swallowed, shaking his head.

“N-no. I’m fine. Just a bit out of sorts, I’m afraid. I appear to have overslept during my nap, and now I am feeling quite peckish,” he lied.

The woman nodded, his hazel eyes lighting with relief. Orley wondered at that. Was his well-being really of great concern, or was it just because the maid had been sent to look after Orley?

Orley allowed his gaze to rove over the young male’s form again, taking in every detail intently. He would like to have something to conjure up in his mind’s eye later on that evening when he put his hand to his already burgeoning erection.

Wearing the female black dress with a white apron, which was the maid’s uniform that was standard in most homes of the gentry, the young woman had honey blond hair that was currently pulled back in a very luscious chignon at the nape of his neck, and Orley could only imagine how long and thick it was. An image rose to his brain of that hair hanging down over his face as the young woman slid up and down his cock, and he pressed a hand to the sheets covering his waist. The young male’s skin was almond colored, and all Orley wanted to do was spend hours licking every inch of his body. He was not overly tall, only a few inches taller than Lucien, Heath’s husband, but still much shorter than Orley. And where Orley was all hard, thick muscles, the male maid before him was slender, though still with a lovely, toned body.

His slim-fingered hands held a covered silver tray, and Orley gestured him forward with a beckoning wave.

“Well, far be it from me to refuse such generosity from His Grace. You can just place it there on the nightstand,” he directed, watching the sway of the servant’s hips beneath the skirt of his maid’s gown as he walked toward the cherrywood nightstand. Orley shoved his fingers through his blond locks, messing up his hair and throwing his queue into disarray. He was unnerved as the vestiges of the nightmare faded from his mind, wreaking havoc with the lovely, distracting image of Heathcliff’s maid, whose form even now was causing a pleasurable ache in his balls.

“Is there anything else that I can do for you, Your Grace?” the maid asked, his voice hushed, eyes downcast, and a slight tinge of red to his light brown skin.

Vicktor “Vic” Alexander wrote his first story at the age of ten and hasn’t stopped writing since. He loves reading about anything and everything and is a proud member of the little known U.N. group (Undercover Nerds) because while he lives, eats, breathes, and sleeps sports, he also breathes history and science fiction and grew up a Trekkie. But don’t ask him about Dungeons & Dragons, because he has no idea how to pl
ay that game. When it comes to writing he loves everything from paranormal to contemporary to fantasy to BDSM to historical and is known not only for being the Epilogue King but also for writing stories that cross lines and boundaries that he doesn’t know are there. Vic is a proud father of two daughters one of whom watches over him from Heaven with his deceased partner Christopher. Vic is a proud trans* and gay man, and when he is not writing, he is hanging out with his friends, or being distracted by videos of John Barrowman, Scott Hoying, and Shemar Moore. Vicktor has published numerous bestselling novels and has a WIP list that makes him exhausted just thinking about. He knows that he will be still be writing about hot men falling in love with each other, long after he is living in an assisted living facility, flirting with the hot, male nurses.

Sexuality, Romance, Adventure, and EYES ONLY FOR ME by Andrew Grey

Title: Eyes Only for Me
Author:
Andrew Grey
Series: Standalone
Genre: M/M Contemporary Erotic Romance 
Publisher:
Dreamspinner Press
Release Date: November 23, 2015
Edition/Formats: eBook & Print
Length: 200 pages
Book Links:
Amazon | Dreamspinner Press | ARe

For years, Clay Potter’s been friends and workout partners with Ronnie. Though Clay is attracted, he’s never come on to Ronnie because, let’s face it, Ronnie only dates women.

When Clay’s father suffers a heart attack, Ronnie, having recently lost his dad, springs into action, driving Clay to the hospital over a hundred miles away. To stay close to Clay’s father, the men share a hotel room near the hospital, but after an emotional day, one thing leads to another, and straight-as-an-arrow Ronnie make a proposal that knocks Clay’s socks off! Just a little something to take the edge off.

Clayton responds in a way he’s never considered. After an amazing night together, Clay expects Ronnie to ignore what happened between them and go back to his old life. Ronnie surprises him and seems interested in additional exploration. Though they’re friends, Clay suddenly finds it hard to accept the new Ronnie. Maybe they both have a thing or two to learn.

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