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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: “Home Sweet Home” by T.A. Chase

Jun 26

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T.A. Chase: Thank you so much, Sasha for interviewing me today. 🙂 It’s wonderful to be here.

Sasha: Thanks for stopping by CABR 🙂 

 

Tell us, what’s Home Sweet Home all about?

Home Sweet Home is about Yancey MacCafferty and Juan Romanos, who fell in love as teenagers. Their families convinced them to follow their dreams before committing to each other. They go in different directions, but always know where their hearts lie. Finally it’s time for them to be together for the rest of their lives. The book is about that coming together, and fitting each other into the lives they’ve created as they grew up.

 

HSH is book five in your Home series, but this book is someone’s intro to the series, will they be able to follow the story properly?

I think they would be able to. You meet a lot of the characters from the other books, but without having read their stories, you would still understand what is going on in this one.

 

(Photo: TA is the woman in yellow on the right)

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Did Yancey or Juan surprise you while you were writing their story?

A little. I thought it would be harder for them to figure out how to fit the other one into their lives, but they just slid together like a hand into a glove. It was amazing to see that.

 

Did you struggle to write a particular scene? Tell us about it.

Hmm…I think my favourite scene is one where Juan is training with his horse, Jekyll. I love horses, and show jumping is one of my favourite sports as well. So I really enjoyed writing this particular scene.

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Will you be attending any book conventions or signings this year?

I attended the Romantic Times convention in Kansas City earlier this year (RT13). I’ll be going to Atlanta in October for the GayRomLit conference. Those are the only two conventions or book signings I’m doing this year.

 

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Coffee or tea?

I guess if I had to choose, it would be tea. I like Chai tea the best.

 

Favourite type of book to escape reality with?

I like fantasy books or historical mysteries for a nice change of pace after I’ve been writing all day.

 

If you could be anyone for a day, who would you be and why?

That’s a tough question because I rarely want to be anyone but myself. LOL. But if I had to choose, I’d pick Albert Einstein because I’d love to see what it’s like living with his genius and what it was like living in his head.

 

Thank you so much for the awesome questions, Sasha. I appreciate you taking the time to invite me to your blog.

Aww 🙂 Feel free to come back anytime TA

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HOME SWEET HOME excerpt:

Juan loosened the reins, letting Jekyll gallop out a few strides before he gathered him back in. He circled back to where Edward stood just inside the arena, arms folded and a slight frown on his face.

“What was wrong with that? He didn’t fight me, and we cleared the fences. Not even a rub.” Juan brought Jekyll to a halt next to Edward, then allowed Jekyll to relax. He patted his gelding along his mane, scratching at the one spot Jekyll loved.

“I know, but your position in the saddle wasn’t perfect. You looked a little unstable, like if Jekyll had refused or run out, you would’ve gone off his back.” Edward squinted up at him. “How did you feel?”

“Pretty solid, man. I would’ve stayed on if Jekyll acted up, but I knew he wasn’t going to. What jump should we do next?” Juan glanced around at the jumps set up at what looked like random intervals in the riding paddock.

“Take him over the liverpool while I raise the height on the combination. It’s not nearly as high as you’re going to need to jump at the Hampton show.” Edward gestured towards the imposing water jump.

Juan grimaced, but after lifting his reins, he nudged Jekyll into a trot, then a canter as they rode past the obstacle. They made two more passes as Juan tried to ensure that Jekyll had seen the water.

Jekyll was a giving horse, and would jump anything Juan pointed him at, but the horse has a deep distrust of water. Juan wasn’t sure what had happened to make Jekyll feel that way—horses had their own quirks just like humans.

After swinging back around so they were lined up with the jump, Juan rose to crouch over Jekyll’s neck, balancing on the balls of his feet rather than with his hands on Jekyll’s neck. His right ankle ached a little, giving him a short reminder of the spill he’d taken last year when he’d ended up breaking it.

He shoved the memory out of his head so he could focus on getting Jekyll over the jump. Juan could tell the instant the gelding spotted the water. Jekyll’s head came up slightly, and he slowed down. Juan wasn’t having any of that because the liverpool was wide and long. The only way they were going to get across without fouling was with speed.

Tapping Jekyll once on the flank with his crop, Juan reminded him to keep moving. Jekyll signalled his displeasure by laying his ears back, but didn’t try to stop. In fact, he sped up, and suddenly Juan had to worry about going too fast for the jump. There was a small wall obstacle seven strides beyond the liverpool. If they cleared the water with too much momentum, Juan might not have enough time to collect Jekyll and get him positioned right for the next jump.

Juan slowed Jekyll as much as he could without losing any of his forward movement. Just as he thought they’d run right into the jump, Jekyll rocked back on his hocks to fling himself in the air.

As perfect as Juan thought his seat was, he was thrown backwards when Jekyll took off, then forwards when the horse landed. Pain shot through his mouth when he bit his lip, but he didn’t have time to worry about the injury. He only had a few seconds to get Jekyll under control enough to hit the take off point for the next fence.

They hit the mark Juan wanted—Jekyll had been listening to Juan. They got over the jump with inches to spare, and without knocking any of the blocks that made up the wall down. It wasn’t the prettiest or most technical jump, but it worked.

Sitting back in the saddle, he gathered up the reins and brought Jekyll down to a trot. Juan went over to where Edward leaned against the first fence of the triple. He took the handkerchief the man held out to him.

“Got a little rough over that one, huh?” Edward commented, a smile on his face.

Juan pressed the scrap of fabric to his lip. “I still haven’t figured out what freaks the dumbass out so much, he practically comes unglued when we have to jump water.”

“The thing is, he’s fine jumping a fence that has water under it, but give him an open pool of water to go over, and he completely loses all sense of composure.” Edward patted Jekyll on the shoulder, and the gelding huffed into the man’s hair.

After unbuckling his helmet, Juan pulled it off. He let it dangle from one hand while he checked Edward’s handkerchief. There wasn’t a lot of blood, so that was a good thing. He wouldn’t have to go to the doctor for stitches or anything. He’d just have to be careful kissing Yancey for the next day or two.

Edward tapped his knee. “Take him over the triple again. The rails are higher, so make sure he’s got enough to get over them.”

He tossed the linen square back to Edward before putting his helmet on again. Juan rode Jekyll around the outer part of the arena, keeping the horse’s attention on what Juan wanted. He knew the gelding was getting tired, and wanted to go back to the barn for his evening meal, but Juan needed him to focus.

“Just these last three jumps, Jekyll, then you can go back to your stall and eat. You’re such a chowhound. I’m surprised you aren’t as roly-poly as a pony,” Juan murmured, keeping up a steady stream of chatter to make sure Jekyll was listening to him.

The fences were higher, but nothing they hadn’t jumped before during competition. Again, he collected Jekyll, shortening his stride and giving the horse a chance to see the fence. Jekyll’s ears perked up, letting Juan know he’d spied the obstacles.

Like a well-oiled machine, they took the three fences without a stride left out or a rub on a rail. Juan let Jekyll gallop a few strides after the last jump, then slowed him to a walk. He dropped the reins, and Jekyll lowered his head almost to the point where his nose touched the ground as they strolled around the arena.

Juan kicked his feet out of the stirrups, dangling his legs along Jekyll’s side. He unhooked the chinstrap on his helmet, but didn’t take it off. Juan didn’t worry about steering Jekyll. The gelding wasn’t about to take any of the fences of his own accord, not after the workout they’d just had.

 

 

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Guest Post & Giveaway: “The Current Between Us” by Kindle Alexander

Jun 25

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If you love a good male/male romance, then this is your lucky day. 🙂 Kindle Alexander is giving away an eBook copy of her latest m/m romance, THE CURRENT BETWEEN US, to one lucky reader here on CABR.

Everyone else, I encourage you to buy this book not only because it’s a great story about a single gay father finding love when he least expected it, but a portion of the sales will be donated to MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving)

Kindle shares how the loss of her daughter in a drunk driving accident led to her involvement with MADD.

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Thank you for inviting me here today!

I’m not gonna lie, when Sasha asked if I was interested in a GP on her site, I gave an automatic YES – OF COURSE – DUH!!!! But I had no idea what I was being asked to do. Once I figured it out, I got immediately nervous and now I’ve sat here for a good hour trying to come up with something to say.

Usually, I try for funny. Humor is a major part of my life – I love to laugh, and it seems to be the thing I do in most situations – regardless of the situation, but jokes are a tricky deal… I don’t want to offend anyone and jokes tend to offend. Sasha suggested I write something relevant to The Current Between Us.

Certainly, with the pending US Supreme Court ruling on DOMA (Defense of Marriage Act), there is more than enough to speak on about the subjects inside my latest book. Gay men raising children, getting married, leading a traditional lifestyle….  But I decided against that.

I know! Instead, I reached deeper into The Current Between Us, starting almost from the beginning. It’s in my dedication. So instead of funny humor, or current events, I’m taking this to unexplainable pain – which for some reason makes perfect sense in my mind.

Five years ago I tragically lost my sixteen year old daughter to a drunk driver. She had just been at home, it was early in the night and I heard the accident happen. I’ll never forget that moment. The sirens were immediate and something inside me just knew. I left my house, drove straight to the accident on nothing more than instinct. I got to be there when my little girl died – weirdly, I consider that a true gift from above. She didn’t have to be alone.

That time in my life was terrible. It’s everything you think it would be times about a billion. I love that kid. I loved being her mother and I loved watching her grow into this incredibly beautiful person, both inside and out. She was such a gift to me. To have it all ripped away so suddenly broke me.

Her name was Kindle. Honest to goodness – it was her name and she died a few weeks before Amazon released their brand new Kindle ereader. She had no idea it was coming out and she would have finally gotten her name on something! Try finding a ruler with the name Kindle on it.. it never happened.

Through the course of that crippling event I was lucky enough to meet Suzette Pylant. She works for Madd in the Dallas office – Mothers Against Drunk Driving. She’s a victim’s advocate. I would have never gotten through those dark days without her unwavering support and guidance. There wasn’t a time she wasn’t there for me. For the first time in my life Madd wasn’t a political force, but a support group like none other.  I know without question I wouldn’t be here today without her. The Current Between Us wouldn’t be sitting at Number 1 on the Amazon best sellers list, Kindle’s name wouldn’t be in print and I never would have healed without her help.

Portions of the sales of The Current Between Us will be donated to MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving) in both Kindle and Suzette’s name.

I can’t thank Suzette and her team enough for stepping into my world. It takes a special person to come stand beside someone at a time like that. I will love her forever.

I could go on and on about both of them, but I won’t.  I am so interested in what you think about this, and The Current Between Us. The best part of writing is talking to the people like yourself who love to read. Message me at kindle@kindlealexander.com and let me know what you think!

Thank you Sasha for the time! Happy Reading Everyone!

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TCBU coverBlurb:

Gage Synclair, international, hard-hitting investigative photojournalist, is preparing for the final special report of his career. A story of deception and murder six long years in the making. After spending ten years in some of the worst parts of the world, he’s ready to settle life down and open an art gallery in his hometown of Chicago.

 

Trent Cooper, electrical contractor, is surprised by the last minute request for a fast-paced electrical remodel, little did he know he’d be immediately propositioned by the gallery’s owner. Being gay in the construction industry isn’t easy, nor is being father to his two young adopted children. Trent keeps his life in separate zones to avoid a short circuit. Will their high-voltage passion break the currents between them forever?

 

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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: “Being Me” by Lisa Renee Jones

Jun 24
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Today I’ve got a special treat for all you Lisa Renee Jones fans – an interview about her Inside Out Trilogy and a US/Canada paperback giveaway of book 2 in the trilogy, BEING ME.
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If I Were You coverThroughout your career so far, you’ve written a wide range of genres, from paranormal romance to erotic thrillers. Which has been your favorite to write and what inspires you to jump around?

I love suspense and it’s where I started. Opportunity lead me other places but my heart is always in a good sexy mystery.

 

Your latest series, The Inside Out Trilogy, begins with a character who discovers a woman’s “lost journals” in an old storage unit she purchases. How have your real-life experiences buying storage units inspired you to write this story?

My fiancée found a journal when we were buying and selling storage units and it inspired the idea. He got absorbed in the journal and insisted I write a sexy mystery involving a journal found in a storage unit. It took me years to listen to him but he never stopped pushing me.

By the time I wrote INSIDE OUT  had been developing the idea so long, that it made the fictional world and characters felt very real to me.

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Being Me coverBefore publishing your books, you owned your own staffing agency, which was named Entrepreneur Magazine’s #7 growing women-owned business (1998) and recognized by the Austin Business Journal and Dallas Women Magazine. 

How has your experience in the business world helped shape your female characters?

It helped me understand the dynamics of personalities and relationships. It also  exposed me to some of the good and bad sides of people and situations I do not think I would have known existed otherwise.

 

In your opinion, what ingredients are needed to make up a good erotic thriller?

Well, great sex is a must. And not the same sex. And not sex just for sex. If I Were You didn’t have a ton of sex because the characters weren’t ready. I wasn’t going to make them have sex to make sex scenes appear on pages.

And a good mystery is a true mystery. It’s woven into the story with subtle little clues. For me, it also has to be deeply rooted in something one or more characters have some emotional attachment to.

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Revealing Us coverWhat’s up next for you and your writing career?

I have a new series Escaping Reality, another sexy mystery, out in July. A novella coming up with Random House and more books in the INSIDE OUT series.

There will be 5 Inside Out books and a spinoff series. Books 4 and 5 are highly focused on the man who did not get Sara. And you will know what the spinoff series is by the end of Revealing Us. You will have no questions.

 

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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: Harlequin American Romance author Amanda Renee

Jun 21

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Amanda Renee picturePlease welcome Harlequin American Romance author, Amanda Renee, to CABR 🙂

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How would you describe BETTING ON TEXAS and HOME TO THE COWBOY to people on Twitter?

BETTING ON TEXAS City girl unknowingly steals a ranch from one surly cowboy & he’ll do anything to get it back-but it may cost him his heart

HOME TO THE COWBOY She came home to heal her heart – He wants to forget she broke his – One little girl changes their lives for…Ever.

 

 

BOT coverWhich character popped into your head first for BOT? How did that conversation go? 🙂

Miranda Archer came to mind first because I could relate to being the new girl in a town completely different from the one you were used to.

Sometimes you make mistakes when you’re new in town, especially when there’s a strong cultural difference from what you’re used.

Having walked in Miranda’s shoes, she was easy to write. I had fun putting her through the ranch paces, especially in new, unbroken in boots.  Been there, done that and it’s was a lesson I will never forget.

 

 

What’s your favourite moment in HOME TO THE COWBOY?

Where Tess first meets Ever, a precocious 4-year old girl with cerebral palsy, she’s instantly taken with the child and sees a side of Cole she didn’t know existed.

Excerpt:

      Tires crunched on the dry dirt parking lot as a faded powder-blue minivan drove up to the wheelchair acces­sible ramp. Cole left Tess’s side, a huge smile splayed across his face. He strode to the van and slid the door open, revealing a raven-haired beauty of a child with two ponytails tied with pink bows.

“CC!” Small arms stretched out toward him while Cole bent down to unfasten her seat belt. “I can walk, CC! Watch me!”

The girl reached beside her seat and pulled out two tiny crutches with forearm supports. When she swung herself around, Tess could see that braces encased her legs up to her knees.

“Slow down, Ever.” A woman came around to the van door. “All this child’s been able to prattle on about is showing you she can walk.”

“Hello, Lorraine.” Cole moved aside, allowing the woman to seat the girl on the floor of the minivan so her legs dangled over the edge.

“Look, CC!” With calculated precision, the child focused on Cole, who knelt down on the ground a few feet in front of her. She took one precarious step, fol­lowed by a much steadier one.

Tess covered her mouth to keep from gasping at the child’s determination and pride with each small movement. The entire staff watched the girl walk to­ward Cole. When she finally reached him, he wrapped his arms around her, lifting her up and swinging her around.

“I’m so proud of you, sweetie.” Cole hugged the girl, his eyes glassy, making Tess think a tear would spill over at any moment. “So proud.”

“I wanted to call and tell you, but I was told to wait and maybe you’d be here this week so I could show you.”

“Lorraine, you know you can call me anytime,” Cole said. Tess figured the woman must be Ever’s mother. “You still have my number, right?”

The woman nodded. “We didn’t want to bother you.”

Cole’s eyes narrowed, and Tess guessed he held his tongue due to the child’s presence. The conversation didn’t seem new, but rather a familiar one.

“I want you to meet a friend of mine,” Cole said. “Ever, this is Tess. Tess, meet Ever, my little cowgirl in the making.”

“Hi, Tess.” Ever’s twilight-blue eyes sparkled when she spoke. “CC has a girlfriend.”

Tess felt the heat rise to her cheeks at Ever’s refer­ence. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m just a friend of Cole’s, though.”

“And you’re a girl.” Ever pulled at Cole’s hat until it came off his head, and placed it on top of hers, cover­ing most of her face. “She’s pretty.”

“I can’t argue with you there.” Cole winked at Tess.

“Put me down, CC, I want to walk.”

“Well, look at you, Super Girl.” A woman with the name Caitlin embroidered on her shirt pocket ap­proached. “Are you ready for your therapy?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Ever replied. “Will you watch me?”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Cole said.

Tess had never seen Cole so intently fixated on some­one as he was this moment with Ever. Bracing his arms on the round pen’s fence rail, Cole watched the slip of a girl astride a light bay-colored mare. Ever sat abso­lutely straight, holding on to the two side handles on the royal blue cloth like saddle.

“This is what it’s about, right here,” Cole said. “This was my father’s dream.”

 

httc coverWhy d you find cowboys so appealing? 🙂

It’s not so much cowboys as men who work with and around horses. Whether it’s a cowboy, a groom, equine vet, or your average rancher, there’s something raw and honest about a man who works with what I consider the most magnificent animal on earth.

And if you sit back and watch their interactions, you can see the trust and an unspoken bond between the two of them that is almost impossible for humans to match.

 

Do you write to music and/or with a plot sheet?

Usually there are episodes of I Love Lucy episodes playing in the background or else I write in silence. I have a rough outline based on the synopsis I used to contract the book, but I try to write as organically as possible.

I physically act out some of my dialogue scenes to try to capture the most accurate descriptions, movements and speech possible. My neighbors have all been forewarned and know not to call the psych ward on me 🙂

Will you be attending any conventions or book signings later this year?

Sadly not this year.  I am hoping to attend RT in New Orleans and RWA in San Antonio next year.

 

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Favourite snack while writing?

Freshly made tortilla crisps (chips) and pineapple salsa

 

Ideal way to relax?

Depending on my mood – A frozen rum concoction and Latin music, yoga or walking the beach

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Guest Post & Giveaway: “Sharp Dressed Man” by T.A. Chase

Jun 20

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                                        Songs Inspire Memories and Stories

Thank you, Sasha, for inviting me to guest blog.

My newest release, Sharp Dressed Man, takes a song as inspiration.

It happens to be a popular 80s song, but it also makes me remember certain times in my youth. And all songs do that in some way or another.

I remember listening to Poison’s “Every Rose Has It’s Thorn” while driving around late at night with friends during high school. Or listening to George Strait while sitting in my bedroom, dreaming about what I’d be doing after I graduate.

I’m sure everyone has memories like that and songs that take you back to a certain moment in your life: good or bad. Also, songs have inspired a lot of my stories.

Even something as simple as one lyric from a certain song can spark an idea. Nowhere Dining: Finding Love was inspired by two songs: “Greyhound Bound for Nowhere” by Miranda Lambert and “White Trash Beautiful” by Everlast. Both wonderful songs that tell their own stories.

Because really isn’t that what a song is? A very short story telling us about a person’s heartache – Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep” or about their happiness “Say Hey (I Love You)” by Michael Franti & Spearhead.

Saying good-bye to someone for the last time “He Stopped Loving Her Today” by George Jones – or someone’s fight against drug abuse like in “Heroin Diaries” by SIXX A.M.

Every song we listen to on every radio station can and will speak to someone at some point in their lives. It might be just a catchy tune to you right now, but some day in the future, you might hear those same words and realize what they mean to you at that moment.

Books and stories are the same way. Each time you read one, you have the possibility to read a phrase, a sentence, or a paragraph that etches itself indelibly on your mind or heart. So that you remember it months after you’ve finished the story.

At least that’s what all the good ones should do for you. And a lot of great songs have done to me over the years.

Please take a moment to listen to your favorite song, and think about what it means to you in your heart or a memory it might bring back.

Thanks again, Sasha, for having me.

I’ll be giving away a copy of Sharp Dressed Man to one commenter today. Or if you already have it, one of my backlist that you might not have.

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Excerpt & Giveaway: “A Playboy’s Love Affair” by Emily Quinn

Jun 19

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Today it’s my pleasure to share with you an excerpt from Emily Quinn‘s debut novel, A PLAYBOY’S LOVE AFFAIR.

There’s a giveaway too, so be sure to enter the rafflecopter below 🙂

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A Playboy's Love Affair coverBlurb:

What a playboy wants, a playboy gets…

Alex St. Jones, black sheep of the famous St. Joneses, is the playboy of playboys whose only love affair is his freedom. He lives by one rule: Enchant them. Seduce them. Leave them. But that’s about to change when a midnight temptress stumbles upon him and demands he kiss her.

Carly Mitchell wants nothing to do with Alex St. Jones. She hates his good looks, his arrogance. Plus, he won’t leave her alone no matter what she does. Most importantly, she hates that she’s falling for him. But she’s determined not to go down without a fight and to teach him a lesson at that. Alex may have met the one woman he cannot tame, but he doesn’t plan on letting that stop him.

Will Carly withstand his charms? When two strong personalities collide, sparks are sure to fly.

Publisher:  The Wild Rose Press.

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Excerpt:

Carly stopped in her tracks and faced him. “Yes! I’m jealous. I admit it. I’m dying of jealousy. Satisfied? Now you know my big secret. Carly Mitchell is jealous because—” She stopped mid-sentence, covering her mouth with a hand, twirling back around and walked out the door. “To hell with you and your contract too. You can sue me all you want. I don’t give a s—”

Alex’s strong hand grasped her upper arms.

“You’re not going anywhere.” He twirled her back around and flattened her against the wall.

“Let me go!” Carly struggled.

Alex pressed her harder, his leg between her thighs. One hand held her neck, his other hand gripped her chin, as he captured her mouth with a kiss. Carly gave up fighting him the moment his tongue collided with hers. Instead, she dragged her hands up his arms and allowed him to cup her bottom lifting her, wrapping her legs around his hips.

He groaned at the contact of her fingers sliding in his hair, pulling it back as she held on to him. He enjoyed makeup sex, except that wasn’t how tonight should’ve ended. There was no stopping him now; Alex hadn’t seen her in a week and wanted nothing more than to be with her. Carly had looked beautiful in that dress.

Alex would’ve liked nothing more than to take it off slowly, but she’d undressed herself. Fury blinded him seeing her with Jay and the way he’d touched her. That would never happen again, not if he had a say in it, and he did.

His lips left her mouth and feasted on her delicate neck, his hands wandering inside her cami and grabbing her bare breasts. Carly pulled her arms up, inviting Alex to rid her of her cami, moaning when his mouth closed around her breast, his teeth grazing her tight nipple.

 

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Emily Quinn pictureABOUT the author:

Emily Quinn writes sexy contemporary romances with irresistible bad boys, feisty heroines, a bit of conflict, humor and a dash of spice.

She loves books and falls in love with every hero she reads. She lives in sunny Southern California with her husband, two kids, and her dog.

Emily loves hearing from her readers.

 

CONTACT Emily Quinn:

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Beyond The Page & Giveaway: “Making the First Move” by Reese Ryan

Jun 18

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It’s my pleasure to welcome Carina Press debut author, Reese Ryan, to CABR 🙂

She has a giveaway too of her book, MAKING THE FIRST MOVE, so be sure to enter the rafflecopter.

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Congrats on your debut release, Making the First Move. 🙂 How would you describe this book to someone on Twitter?

Best. Day. Ever. Within 24 hours Melanie lands her dream promotion and the man of her dreams. Only neither is quite as perfect as it seems.

 

ReeseRyanWhat inspired you to write about a career-obsessed woman who meets the right guy at the wrong time?

We’re faced with compromises in life and love every day—from small concessions to life-changing choices.

The trick is knowing which ones are worth making and when we’re sacrificing a piece of our soul.

I wanted to tell the story of a character who is obsessed with what she thinks she wants. Then we follow her journey as she discovers what is really important in her life in order to get her happy ending.

 

How did you celebrate the publication of your book and its sexy cover? 🙂

My family and I celebrated the impending publication with dinner at one of my favorite local restaurants. I celebrated my cover—which I honestly couldn’t be more excited about—by doing my awesome yet tragic Snoopy dance.

 

Did you struggle to write a particular scene? Tell us about it

There’s a pivotal scene between the two main characters—Melanie and Raine—that was pretty intense. It’s very emotional.

One character makes a devastating admission to the other. But it would give away too much if I revealed that particular scene.

So I’ll share one of my favorite scenes. It’s the first time Melanie’s mother Ellie meets her love interest, Raine. It’s set at my favorite place in my hometown of Cleveland—The Cleveland Museum of Art.

Excerpt:

He holds me closer, our cheeks flushed as we stand in front of Jacques Louis David’s enormous painting of Cupid and Psyche lying naked in an elaborate bed, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

Raine kisses the side of my face and whispers in my ear, “I know how that guy feels.”

Before I can tell him I know how Psyche feels, too, I’m interrupted by a familiar voice.

“Melanie!”

My spine stiffens. There are times when my mother’s voice echoes in my head. It stopped me from going to third base on several occasions in high school. But it’s never quite this vivid.

“Melanie!”

Raine and I both stop to look at the woman quickly approaching.

It’s my mother!

Mimi tries to keep up, laden with her huge purse and the boys’ jackets. Mickey and Dusty are nowhere in sight.

“Mom? Mimi? What are you doing here?”

“We actually came to see the art.” Mom grins and winks at me as she leans in to give me a hug. “Who’s your handsome friend?”

I take a deep breath. I’m not prepared for this, introducing Raine to my mother. Should I call him my boyfriend? “Mom, I’d like you to meet Raine Mason. He’s…a friend of mine.” I give him a look that begs forgiveness in advance for anything inappropriate my mother might say. “Raine, this is my mother, Ellie Gordon.”

She rakes her fingers through her hair and stands a bit straighter.

“Mrs. Gordon, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you. I’ve heard a lot about your magnificent cooking.” He extends his hand.

A wide grin spreads across her face. She slips her hand into his. “Well, it’s certainly a pleasure to meet you, Raine. Though I’m at a disadvantage. You’re apparently my daughter’s best-kept secret. She hasn’t breathed a word to us about you.”

Mom glances back at Mimi. My sister looks as guilty now as she did when she was seven and she’d denied stealing my mother’s makeup with pink-stained lips and clown-red cheeks.

“Well, she hasn’t breathed a word to me, at least,” Mom continues. “I have no idea why she’d be hiding such a handsome, polite young man from her mother.” She raises an eyebrow at me.

I rub my forehead, wishing it were a genie lamp that would grant my wish to have never left the condo this morning. “I haven’t been hiding him, Mom. Raine lives in San Francisco.”

Her smile widens. “You came here, all the way from San Francisco, to see my Melanie? You two sound like more than just friends.” She pokes me in the side with her elbow.

I cough. Mimi stares, wide-eyed.

“We are more than just friends,” Raine says sheepishly. He seems to feel the need to explain to my mother why he was draped all over me a moment ago. “I’ve been trying my best to convince your beautiful daughter to be my girlfriend.”

“My daughter is a little gun-shy and a bit of a workaholic. But keep working on her.” She speaks to him in a loud whisper behind her open hand, as if only he can hear her.

“Mom!” Mimi says sharply.

Raine is clearly amused.

“Raine, this is my sister, Michele.”

Mimi shifts her purse and the boys’ coats to her left arm and extends her right hand to him. He shakes her hand.

“Good to meet you.” He smiles. “Melanie’s told me so much about you and your boys.”

She smiles approvingly. “Nice to meet you, too.”

“How long will you be in town, Raine?” I can see the plot brewing in my mother’s head.

“Just for the weekend. I flew in on Thursday evening to surprise Melanie. I leave Monday morning.”

“Melanie, you should’ve brought Raine over to the house. I could’ve kept him company on Friday while you were at work, shown him around town.”

“Maybe next time I’m in town.” He beams at her.

Mom smiles then elbows me again. “What a darling!” She looks at me as if I’ve just won the lottery. “Raine, you have to join us for dinner tomorrow. You were going to bring him to dinner, weren’t you?” My mother looks at me accusingly.

I clear my throat. “Actually, I was thinking…since Raine’s only here for a few days…”

“Look, I don’t blame you for wanting to spend the weekend shut in with this one.” She jerks her thumb toward Raine and bares her teeth at him in a flirtatious grin I’ve never seen my mother use before and hope never to see again. “But you’ve gotta come up for air sometime and you two have to eat. I’m guessing there’s only an assortment of condiments in your refrigerator.”

My cheeks flush. My head throbs. I bury my forehead in my hand.

Raine can’t hold back anymore. His entire body convulses in a raspy chuckle as he drapes an arm around me. “I’d love to come to dinner.” Raine flashes that irresistible grin at my mother and I’m pretty sure I see her swoon. “But I know Melanie has a lot planned for me this weekend.” Mom looks at me as if to say, “I’ll bet she does” and it seriously makes me throw up in my mouth a little. “How about if we promise to get back to you with an answer by the end of the day?”

“Fabulous!” Mom can barely contain her excitement at the possibility. She squeezes Raine’s hand and kisses me on the cheek. I breathe a sigh of relief, thankful for the reprieve.

 

Will you be attending any book conventions or signings this year?

I do plan to attend one convention this year— The New Adult Sleepover Weekend— but strictly as a fan girl, not a writer. This year I’m really just learning how many book conventions there are and deciding which ones I want to attend next year.

 

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Paperbacks of eBooks?

Ooh. A couple of years ago I was one of those diehards who swore I’d never succumb to the evils of e-readers. 😉 Then I started reading books on my smartphone Kindle app. I got a Kindle Fire HD for Christmas and now I’m hooked. My stacks of neglected paperbacks haven’t been getting much action lately. I’m officially an eBook fan.

 

Fantasy vacation?

Since seeing pictures of the over-water bungalows at the Four Seasons Resort in Bora Bora, I’ve been obsessed with going there someday. The incredibly blue water against the backdrop of lush green mountains and the prospect of absorbing a new culture…That would be a dream come true for me.

8) If you could be anyone for a day, who would you be and why?

There are so many amazing people to choose from. I can’t pick just one. I’d love to be inside Jane Austen’s head for a day. Her strong, witty heroines and the family drama she created through a splendid cast of characters inspires me daily.

I would also jump at the chance to be Dr. Maya Angelou for a day. She’s such a brilliant writer, speaker, and motivator. Yet  she’s an even better human being who encourages others to be at their very best. It would be incredible to soak up all the knowledge and wisdom of this phenomenal woman, even for a day.

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Synopsis:

Big promotion, complete with $300 pen? Check.

A hot man who cuddles, spends the night and makes breakfast? Check.

Waiting for the other shoe to fall? Check.

“If it feels too good to be true, it probably is.”

Five years of obsessing over her career pays off when Melanie Gordon gets a promotion that could make or break her. But the new job takes her back to her hometown to face the family she’s distanced herself from, and forces her to leave behind sexy, mysterious philanthropist Raine Mason, who just might be the man of her dreams.

By the time Raine makes his move with Melanie, her one-way ticket to Cleveland is booked. He convinces her to take a chance on him long-distance, but can’t yet trust her with the whole truth about himself.

Raine and Melanie slowly peel back each other’s layers (starting with his bicep-hugging sweater). She is finally ready to give her heart to him…until she learns the dark secret of his past. He’ll have to prove to her that love is worth the risk.

 

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Guest Post & Giveaway: “Opposing Forces” by Adrienne Giordano

Jun 17

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Please welcome romantic suspense author, Adrienne Giordano, to CABR.

She’s written a wonderful guest post about the ability of a writer to whisk readers away on a wonferdul journey.

Enjoy and be sure to enter the giveaway at the bottom of this post 🙂

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Adrienne Giordano HeadshotAdrienne:

I once heard a musician say the mark of a good song is one that takes the listener somewhere. I thought about that and decided the same could be said about books. As an avid reader, I love when a story keeps me up beyond my bedtime. There is something decadent about a book I simply can’t put down. You know that book. The one you finish and then you’re mad because you read it so fast. If you’re anything like me, you’re then afraid to start a new book because you loved the last one so much you think nothing will compare. Crazy, I know.  It’s a vicious cycle we book worms face.

I can’t seem to resist a story that takes me away from the day-to-day of life and immerses me into the lives of the book’s characters. On my days off, a good book helps me forget about the laundry and the litany of other chores waiting for my attention. It, as the musician said, takes me somewhere.

As an author, that simple quote changed the way I look at my work. When I’m writing, I now ask myself if readers will connect emotionally with the scene and allow it to take them somewhere.

I always hope the answer is yes. Sometimes though, the answer is no and I go back and tear the scene apart until I’m satisfied with it. Jack Lynx and Jillian Murdoch in Opposing Forces gave me plenty to work with when it came to emotional connections. Jack is steady, smart and reliable. He’s also approaching the one-year anniversary of kicking his prescription-drug habit and has spent the last year avoiding personal involvements with women. At least until Jillian asks for his help. After that, poor Lynx is cooked.

Jillian is a manager for a pharmaceutical distributor and becomes suspicious when she sees an unscheduled delivery late on a Friday night. When someone breaks into her home, she knows she saw something in that late delivery she wasn’t supposed to see. As a result, she and Jack find trusting each other is the only way they can stay alive. Except Jillian has issues with trust and those issues challenge Jack in ways he never imagined.

With this book, I did a lot of tearing scenes apart. 🙂 I loved it though. Loved the process of helping Lynx and Jillian grow and learn to have faith in each other.

As a reader, that’s what I hope for from my favorite authors. I want to open that book and instantly feel a connection with the characters. I want them to do something to get my attention. To immerse me in their lives.

For me, that’s the joy of a good book.

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Synopsis:

Book six of Private Protectors

Jackson Lynx always has a plan. He wouldn’t be Vice President at Taylor Security if he wasn’t steady, smart and reliable. But as capable as he is, he’s not perfect. Approaching the one-year anniversary of kicking his prescription-drug habit, the last thing Lynx needs is temptation. Celibacy is part of his recovery plan. But then Jillian Murdoch asks for his help…

Jillian loves her job—managing pharmaceutical distribution—and she’s suspicious when an unscheduled delivery shows up late on a Friday night. Then someone breaks into her home and, terrified, she asks Lynx to install a security system. Grateful for his help, she’s wary of her attraction to him… She recognizes the Serenity Prayer on his mirror and can’t get involved with an addict.

But when they uncover dangerous secrets they’ll have to trust one another. Their lives, and their hearts, depend on it.

Adrienne Giordano HeadshotBio:

Adrienne Giordano writes romantic suspense and mystery.  She is a Jersey girl at heart, but now lives in the Midwest with her workaholic husband, sports obsessed son and Buddy the Wheaten Terrorist (Terrier).

She is a co-founder of Romance University blog and Lady Jane’s Salon-Naperville, a reading series dedicated to romantic fiction.

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Excerpt from Opposing Forces:

Prologue

Greg Leeds knew if he opened his balcony door, there’d be no turning back. His heart banged—buhbum-buhbum-buhbum—had to be five hundred beats a minute. He closed his eyes. Anything to block the surge of emotions smothering him, sucking away what was left of his life.

Relax. Stop thinking.

After a moment, he opened his eyes. One lone lamp on the side table lit the room and the sofa they’d bought last year, a white one, showed the abuse of their four-year-old. What the hell had they been thinking buying a white sofa? He and Marianne had laughed over that gaffe and chalked it up to a lack of parenting experience. He wanted to hope there would be more of those parental missteps. Wanted to.

Walk away.

If he had any sense, he would catch up with Marianne and sweet little Evan, who were on their way to the evening showing of Disney’s latest 3-D flick. The pall of quiet over the house pushed Greg one step closer to the balcony and his heart tripped five hundred again.

For weeks he’d been at this routine. Teetering on this fucking precipice of despair while eyeballing that fucking door with that fucking lock. Each time he’d backed away. Convinced himself he could make things right.

Until this morning.

This morning it was made clear—there would be no redemption. Wanting only to provide for his growing family, he’d played the game and lost. His dream had been simple: get out of the tiny apartment and into a place with a yard where Evan could play with his friends. Somehow, Greg had slipped off track. Or maybe he’d jumped.

At first, it was one small thing. A second of miscalculation. A minor error. Then it became a moment and the moments turned into hours and the hours turned into days and before he knew it, he’d fucked up good.

No turning back.

His scalp tingled and he absently rubbed the spot. Outside, darkness continued to descend on Chicago’s streets.

He took one more step to the door, close enough to touch the handle. To unlock it. To open it. And then the burst of frigid early March air—thirty-six degrees’ worth—blasted him. Somehow, the cold settled his nerves.

She won’t want you now. Why would she?

Little by little, moment by moment, hour by hour, he’d betrayed Marianne and Evan.

From eighteen stories below, a truck horn, that long, piercing blare, sounded. Rush hour. Pedestrians. He should check.

No. Didn’t need to. He’d lived in this building five years. He knew the traffic patterns. He stepped onto the balcony and dragged the iron bistro chair next to the rail.

Minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, he’d thrown his life away. He was the only one who knew. They’d know now. Marianne, his family, his friends. Evan.

They’d know now.

He closed his eyes, breathed in that frigid air and began to shiver. Fear or cold? Not sure, but his dress shirt offered little protection from the lake wind.

Stepping to the rail had been the farthest he’d made it in weeks. It must be the right thing if he’d come this far.

Across the street, half the units in the building were dark. Directly across from him, right in his sight line, one was lit. A bright light in a sea of darkness. There was his answer. The light.

He stepped onto the chair and his breath disappeared into another gust of wind. Somehow he’d started to sweat, and his mind looped. Do it. Don’t do it. Do it.

Too late to think now. Should have done that earlier. When he could have stopped it. Tears streamed down his face. Crying was for sissies and screw-ups. Wasn’t that what his father had always said?

Another car horn sounded and Greg stared at that lone light across the street. A shriek built in his chest, worked its way up his aching throat and bullied its way out.

Into the descending darkness, with the car horn blasting and his mind roaring, Greg hoisted himself over the rail and plunged to the street below.

 

Chapter One

 

Jillian decided she might be the biggest idiot in the city of Chicago. Eleven o’clock on a Friday night and she should be doing things that didn’t include schlepping to her office in a distribution warehouse on the South Side of Chicago. Just driving down the street on the South Side could get a girl slaughtered.

And yet, here she was, retrieving her beloved two-thousand-dollar camera. The one she’d forgotten in her desk drawer, thereby making her the biggest idiot in Chicago. One thing she knew for sure, this would never happen again. All she could hope was that someone hadn’t made off with it.

This camera was more than just valuable. It represented two years of what she could achieve when she set her mind to it. Pinching pennies, giving up lattes—whatever it took to accomplish her goal of owning a camera every amateur photographer would carve out an eye for. And that was saying something. Considering photographers needed their eyes.

She reached into the drawer and her fingers brushed the soft leather of the camera case. Still there. To be sure, she unzipped the bag and found her precious baby, its lovely lens cover nearly smiling back at her. She snatched it out of the case, set it on her lap and gently ran her hand over the smooth surface. A grown woman shouldn’t be so attached to an object.

Eh, why not?

Cameras didn’t disappoint her.

Either way, mission accomplished. She sat back in her chair, ran a finger over her forehead. “You got lucky this time.” She glanced down at the camera. “Let’s get outta here.”

She stowed the camera, slung the bag over her shoulder and kicked the bottom drawer closed. A sudden grinding of one of the loading dock doors shattered the eerie quiet outside her office.

A drug delivery at eleven o’clock on a Friday night?

It could happen, but being the assistant distribution manager for Stennar Pharm, she’d have known about it and she didn’t remember seeing it on the day’s manifest. Unfortunately, in the week since her immediate supervisor had thrown himself off his eighteenth-floor balcony not everything had gone smoothly. Since Greg’s death, the VP of distribution, Ned Dillard, had been keeping abreast of the daily goings-on in the department. Even if she didn’t know what this delivery was, Ned probably did.

Nothing got by him.

She moved to the doorway. At the loading dock, the growl of the truck engine calmed to an idle. A door slammed.

“Twenty minutes to unload and we’re outta here,” Cliff Henderson yelled.

Cliff, one of the distribution team members, had obviously been expecting the delivery. The ride down here and the flat-out creepiness of being alone in a huge warehouse must have zapped her senses.

She stepped out of the office, closed the door behind her and made her way to the loading dock.

“Hi, Cliff.”

He spun toward her, his face stretched in that holy-crap look people get when surprised.

“Jillian. Wow.” He half laughed. “You scared me.”

“I’m sorry. I forgot my camera and had to come back for it.”

He glanced at the case. “You don’t want to leave that here.”

She gestured to the truck. “What’s this?”

“Delivery that was supposed to happen this morning. Truck broke down. Pain in the ass on a Friday night.”

A delivery that hadn’t arrived? She should have been made aware of that. Jillian glanced at the boxes neatly stacked inside the truck. “You’re going to unload this yourself?”

“Not the whole thing. I’ll be done fast.”

“Can I help you?”

He waved the suggestion away. “Get on with your weekend.”

“You’re sure?”

“I got this. No problem.”

She glanced back at the truck. “If you say so. Just leave the paperwork on my desk and I’ll take care of it on Monday.”

“Sure thing. Things have been nuts around here since Greg…”

Jillian stared straight ahead. “The poor man. I can’t imagine being in such pain that he thought jumping off a building would fix it. I feel horrible for his wife and son.”

Her own father would never win any parenting awards, but he’d never allowed his pain to drive him to suicide.

Cliff let out a long, streaming breath. “Let me walk you to your car.”

For a week, the employees had been avoiding the subject. Everyone walking around sort of dazed, knowing their coworkers were thinking about Greg, but refusing to talk about it. The unspoken sorrow lay heavy on all of them, but, like the others, Jillian supposed it was better to not think too hard about Greg and his demons. “I’d appreciate that.”

Cliff led her to the door and pushed it open. “Good thing the cleaning people don’t come in until Saturday. Depending on the crew, you might have lost that camera.”

“That’s what I was worried about. And I need the camera for a class I’m taking tomorrow.”

Another thing she’d pinched her pennies for—a one-day intensive with a world-renowned photographer. The class was only offered once per year and she’d been on the waiting list for four years.

“That sounds fun.”

“I’m hoping so.” They reached her car and Jillian set the camera bag on the floor behind the driver’s seat. She turned to Cliff. “Thanks for walking me out.”

“You bet. Be careful heading home.”

“I’ll lock my doors. Thanks.”

Even self-sufficient women couldn’t be too careful when it came to being alone at night.

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4-Lime Review: “From the Ashes (Fire and Rain #1)” by Daisy Harris

Jun 16

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Review: FROM THE ASHES is yet another great read from Daisy Harris.

She has a deft touch when it comes to writing male/male romances, particularly ones featuring an ‘out’ hero and his ‘closeted’ love. 

Jesse Smith first meets firefighter Tomas Perez at the scene of the fire which destroyed his apartment and left the 21-year-old university student homeless. When Jesse decides he can’t let the landlords’ dog, a big female bull mastiff named Chardonnay, be taken away to the pound, Tomas makes a snap decision to put his home address on the pound’s form.

And so begins the relationship between these two, as they come to grips with their mutual attraction and Tomas’ hidden sexuality. Things are made more interesting and difficult at times by the fact that Tomas lives in a converted garage on his parents’ property in the SeaTac area of Seattle.

Tomas is one of three children of a Latino couple who immigrated to the United States decades ago. His brother Diego seems homophobic, having slapped Tomas when he first attempted to ‘come out’ as a teenager, but younger sister Maria is cool with her brother’s sexuality. Whether or not his parents know remains a mystery…until a big fight erupts between Tomas and Diego in their driveway about two-thirds of the way through the book.

Jesse’s parents haven’t had any contact with him for several months. He left home after saving enough money over the past year to move to Seattle after his father declared he couldn’t be gay and live at home.

Living as an openly gay young man in Seattle, Jesse has a couple of co-workers at a small coffee shop who liven up any scene they’re in. Michael is surly but has good intentions while Henri is fun and flamboyant most of the time but serious when needed and truly helpful in Jesse’s time of need post-fire.

Tomas’ co-workers at the fire station are used to making jokes using homophobic slurs without necessarily meaning them that way. This was mostly ok with him before he entered a relationship with Jesse and began accepting he truly was gay, and not simply a guy who liked occasionally getting his d*ck sucked by a stranger in a nightclub.

Jesse and Tomas go through their ups and downs, adjusting to life together and eventually becoming comfortable openly expressing their love for each other in front of their families. They save the hot stuff for their apartment of course, and boy, are these two hot! 🙂

I’m looking forward to reading more in the Fire and Rain series. I’m sure you’ll enjoy From the Ashes too.

 

Title: From the Ashes

Series: Fire and Rain (book 1)

Author: Daisy Harris

Publisher: Samhain Publishing

Publication date: August 13, 2013

From the Ashes coverSynopsis: He wanted a boyfriend. What he got was a hero.

When an accident burns down Jesse’s apartment, he’s left broke and homeless, with a giant dog and a college schedule he can’t afford to maintain. And no family who’s willing to take him in.

Lucky for him, a sexy fireman offers him a place to stay. The drawback? The fireman’s big Latino family lives next door, and they don’t know their son is gay.

Tomas’s parents made their way in America with hard work and by accepting help when it was offered, so he won’t let Jesse drop out of school just so he can afford a place to live. Besides, Jesse’s the perfect roommate—funny, sweet and breathtakingly cute. He climbs into Tomas’s bed and tugs at his heart. Until Jesse starts pushing for more.

Their passion enflames their bodies but threatens to crush Tomas’s family. Tomas is willing to fight for Jesse, but after losing everything, Jesse isn’t sure he can bear to risk his one remaining possession—his heart.

Warning: Contains an angry older brother, judgmental best friends, a slobbering bull mastiff, and enough red-hot gay loving to make a porn star blush.

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Review: “Archer” by Debra Kayn

Jun 15

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Review: Debra Kayn has written a magnificent story about survival and finding love when you thought the chance had passed you by. ARCHER is a

wonderful introduction to the men of Beaumont Body Shop whose stories are featured in the A Hard Body Novel series. 🙂

Jane, or Janie to her loved ones, is in a very abusive relationship at the start of the book. There’s a violent encounter with her drug-dealing boyfriend which sets up the rest of the storyline, as Jane decides it’s now or never if she’s to be free of Scott once and for all.

Fast-forward three months and Jane is back in her hometown, helping out at the body shop at night because she’s afraid Scott might show up in the day and see her there.

Enter our fantastic hero, Kage Archer. He’s loved Janie for years but didn’t feel he was good enough for her in the past. Since then, she’s been in a relationship but Kane was simply biding his time, so when “the one” returns to town, he’s not about to let her slip away again.

Knowing she’s hiding something big, and having been told by his best friend and her older brother Garrett that Janie was abused by her ex, Kage sets about trying to free the woman he knows is buried beneath the shell of a personality left behind after four years of pain and suffering.

Janie may have pushed away her friends and family out of fear and shame but they’re ready and willing to help her fight for her freedom and regain her sense of self. I love the strong, funny supporting characters of Jane’s best friend, Sabrina Wilcox, and the mother figure in her life, owner of the local bar Corner Pocket, Charlene.

I’m really looking forward to Sabrina’s story in the A Hard Body Novel series. 😉

No spoilers here. Suffice it to know there’s some hot loving between Kage and Janie, after a period of adjustment on both their parts to her past and their own history. Boy, was it worth it! 🙂

Kage has a dark past of his own, with family members involved in illegal activities which have an unexpected connection to his life today. What Kane does to ensure Janie’s safety demonstrates what a selfless guy he is, who will always put the ones he loves first. ‘

Thankfully, Kage is able to get away from those who would want to draw him into a life of crime but he’ll always have to be alert.

My verdict – go buy a copy of ARCHER from your favourite retailer. You won’t regret it.

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Title: Archer

Series: A Hard Body Novel (book 1)

Author: Debra Kayn

Publisher: Forever Romance

Publication date: July 2, 2013

Synopsis: 

She’s on the run . . . 

Jane Beaumont currently has in her possession: a cat, a hundred grand in cash, and a pistol. She’s on her way home to Bay City, Oregon-and away from the nightmare of her violent ex-boyfriend. She’ll lay low at Beaumont Body Shop, a car detailer that runs a private investigation agency in the back. The only wrench in her plan is Kane Archer: sexy, strong, and intent on protecting Jane at all costs. She’s wanted Mag forever, but putting him in harm’s way is not a risk she’s willing to take.

He’s not going anywhere

Kane is no stranger to the dark side of life, but he’s always walked on the right side of the law. Yet when Jane expressed her interest in him years ago, he pushed her away for her own good. Now, after learning of all she’s endured, Kane can’t leave her side-or hide his need for her. When a frightening situation turns dire, can Kane convince Jane that the safest place to be is in his arms?

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