Thursday, February 19, 2015

Chase and Capture by Hurri Cosmo

PUBLISHER:  Amber Allure Publishing
RELEASE DATE: February 1, 2015

It was only a game, right? An adult twist on "Capture the Flag". Very adult, actually. Especially the "flag" and where it went. In fact, the only similarity between the kid version and the adult version was you still needed to capture your opponent's flag to win. So how the hell had Camden ended up here? Oh yeah, that's right, Tanner, Camden's good buddy from college. He was not going to let Camden waste another birthday. In fact, he was hell-bent on getting Camden laid. So much so, the idiot set up this entire weekend gig. And that's where Camden found himself now; on a remote island, crashing through the woods, playing a chase and capture game, trying like hell to stay ahead of his pursuer.
But why was he the one being chased? Why was Camden the prey and that big, sexy, dark haired, muscle bound, relentless god of a man, Gunner, the hunter? It should be the other way around because it was Camden's birthday, damn it! Well, thankfully there were going to be three rounds played because it looked like Camden was going down before even reaching the first check point. Yep. Going down on all fours, flag confiscated and…well, let’s just say he would be screwed. 

So... what was the down side of losing again?


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“So, Tanner told me you had a nasty breakup with your last…lover.”
Camden choked and nearly spit his coffee right back out. “Tanner has a big mouth,” he growled, wiping his mouth and setting his cup down.
Gunner laughed as he looked around tentatively. “That surprises you?”
Camden sighed. “No.”
“So what happened?”
Camden moaned. Crap, that idiot of a so-called friend. What the hell was he trying to do? If this was his way of getting Camden laid it wasn’t any kind of right path to take. Keep emotions and shit out of it. But he decided to answer the question anyway. He would just have to try harder to keep his heart safe. This was nothing but a diversion for all of them. No one was going home engaged to be married.
“Keith was his name. And I simply figured out the guy was nuts, that’s all.” Camden took a long sip from the coffee cup, relishing the heat and the knowledge that sweet caffeine was making its way to his veins.
Camden eyed Gunner as he watched him look around the room. “What are you doing? Picking out targets?” For some reason it irritated him that Gunner just might be sizing up the other men in the room, because Camden hadn’t missed how they were certainly sizing him up. This god he sat with was want for nothing and each and every one of them had to know that by now. They acted like school girls giggling behind their hands and all but pointing.
“Just making sure—how did you put it again—nerd face—isn’t lurking around anywhere.”
Camden had to laugh. “What? Why?”
Gunner’s beautiful blue eyes came back to rest on Camden’s face. “If he comes, and he will, he’ll sit here and we’ll have to stop talking. I don’t want him to overhear anything you and I talk about.”
It was so matter of fact, so genuine, Camden’s heart leaped. Then he saw Gunner smile. If he hadn’t already been tumbling down that steep hill into the bottomless ravine, that smile would have surly sent him.
“So how nuts we talking? Babbling idiot or evil doer?”
Camden had to laugh again, because it took him a second to come back to the original question. “You mean Keith? Probably babbling, I guess. Actually, he just…he constantly thought I was cheating on him. Drove me crazy.”
“Were you?”
“What? Cheating? Hell, no! I don’t do things like that. But it never stopped him from thinking it and grilling me day in and day out about it. ‘Where’d you go for lunch? With who? Who else did you see?’ He even hacked into my email to be able to read everything coming in and going out. It wasn’t so bad when it was my personal email, but somehow he was able to get into the one at work, too. I never had anything to hide, but it was still an invasion. Not to mention the fact he obviously didn’t trust me.”
“Geez. The guys was a fruit loop.”
“That’s not the half of it. Once he even hid out in the bushes outside where I work and watched me with binoculars. Some old lady saw him and called the cops and the next thing I know I get called into the office and given a warning letter like I had something to do with it. They eventually rescinded the letter, but it was fucking embarrassing to find out you’re being stalked by your own boyfriend.”
“That when you ended it?”
“I wish. No. He claimed to have had a bad reaction to some pain meds he was on at the time. He had hurt his back and was off work and was taking Vicodin and he swore they were making him loopy. No, I waited until a year ago today—yep, you got it, on my birthday—to come home to every piece of glass I owned broken and lying all over my apartment. Keith was yelling and screaming obscenities while being pushed up against the wall in a police headlock, all the while my next door neighbor, Mrs. Erickson, was wagging her finger at me telling me I’m going to hell because of being gay.” He took another large sip of coffee. “Then, while I’m cleaning up the mess after the police took Keith away, my landlord shows up with eviction papers. Happy birthday to me.”
“Damn. That’s messed up. Tanner also said something about your car?”
“Oh yeah. Smashed to smithereens with a baseball bat the very next day.”
“I never saw him, but he was out on bail and the bat looked suspiciously like his. Who else would do it? But I didn’t need evidence to get a restraining order on him. Not that he paid any attention to it.”
“Where is he now?”
“No clue, really. Hopefully he lost interest in bullying me and has moved on. But…it’s taken me a bit longer.”
“What do you mean?”
“I…well, this is the first time… Let’s just say my good buddy, Tanner, intends I get laid this weekend.”
Gunner smiled. It looked feral, like the man was going to attack at any moment.
So hot.


Hurri Cosmo lives in Minnesota where she holds tight to the idea that there, where it’s cold a good part of the year, she won’t age as fast. Yep, she avoids the truth as much as she avoids mirrors. But one of the reasons she loves writing is reality doesn’t always offer up a “happily ever after” and being able to take control of that is a powerful lure. Being a happy ending junkie, writing just makes them easier to find. Oh, she doesn’t mind “real life” and she does try to at least keep it in mind when she writes her stories, but she truly loves creating a wonderful couple, knowing they will fall in love and have their HEA. Every - single - time. And, of course, that is exactly the reason she loves reading this genre, too. Give her a glass of red wine, some dark chocolate, and her computer, whether she is reading or writing, and she will entertain herself for hours. The fact she actually gets paid to do it is Snickers bars on the frosting on the cake.

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Monday, February 16, 2015

Book Blast: A Very Holland Valentine by Toni Griffin

Publisher: Mischief Corner Books
Cover Artist: Freddy MacKay

Valentine's Day is fast approaching and with it the completion of the renovations to their home. None could be happier about this then Zack who can't wait to get away from Maryanne and all her fussing.
Plans are being finalised for all four couples for the happy day. However, sleezy tradies, an over protective mother-in-law and unexpected complications throw spanners in the works.

Categories: Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal
24,000 words
Release Date: February 14, 2015

Simon sat at his desk, looking over yet another financial report. The numbers were swimming on the screen, all blurring into one large incomprehensible blob. He pushed back from his desk and rubbed his eyes. They were watering from staring at his computer for so long.
He stood and walked to the window. The view wasn’t anything breathtaking, but Simon still loved it anyway. He was on the first floor and he could see the town he loved from his window.
His mind wasn’t on his work. Rarely had been since he’d found out he was going to be a father. Yes, he was already a dad. He loved Hayley with all his heart and treated her as if she were his own. But the utter joy he’d felt the morning they discovered Zack was carrying had stayed with him all this time, even seven weeks later.
Dr. Owens had examined Zack and let them know that he was due to deliver at the end of February. Only four weeks away and Simon couldn’t wait. He’d missed out on Hayley’s early years, and after watching his brothers with their children, Simon really couldn’t wait to hold his son or daughter. He was even looking forward to the midnight feedings and the dirty diapers.
He checked his watch. Seeing it was coming up for four in the afternoon, Simon decided to call it a day. He didn’t usually leave that early, but there was nothing in his tray that couldn’t wait for tomorrow, and frankly, he couldn’t concentrate.
Simon wanted to see his mate.
Zack was stunning all swollen with his child. Zack might not think so, but Simon did. The knowledge that he had filled his mate with his seed and they had created life together struck at the heart of Simon. He wanted to growl with pride every time he laid eyes on the love of his life. He didn’t think the rest of his family would appreciate it, though, so kept his triumphant growls to himself.
Simon packed away his paperwork and shut down his computer. He pocketed his phone and grabbed his car keys. On his way out, he stopped at his personal assistant’s desk.
“Mara, I’m taking the rest of the afternoon off.”
Mara looked up from the papers she was reading through. “Everything okay, boss?” She eyed him quizzically.
He couldn’t blame her, he didn’t often leave early. Although since Hayley and Zack had come into his life, he no longer stayed late well after everyone else had left like he used to.
“Everything’s fine. Just having some trouble concentrating and my eyes are starting to hurt.” Simon smiled. He couldn’t exactly tell her that he wanted to get home to his pregnant mate and see how the man was doing. “Figured I’d call it a day and come back tomorrow refreshed and ready for a new day.”
“See you in the morning, then.”
Simon felt better just walking out of work. The fact that he would soon get to see Zack was a major factor in his cheerfulness. He decided to stop at the local bakery on the way home and pick up one of the lemon meringue pies Zack loved. Both Hayley and Simon enjoyed them as well, but watching Zack eat a piece was nothing short of erotic. Simon would have to make sure there was some left over and feed it to his mate in bed tonight once Hayley was asleep.
He could picture the way Zack would dart his tongue out to lick the fork, making sure he gathered every last morsel of cake. The quiet moan that would work its way out of Zack’s lips as he savoured the sweet and tangy pie. The sight of his throat working as he swallowed. Fuck! Simon reached down to discreetly adjust his suddenly hard and aching prick as he walked down the street toward the bakery. He couldn’t wait to get home and get his mate alone in bed.
Living under his mum and dad’s roof again after so many years had been a major adjustment, especially because he now had Zack with him. He’d never really thought about the logistics of making love to his mate. The windows of the house were opened during the night to let the cool breeze through. They used fans as well, but they didn’t make much noise. There was no way in hell he wanted his folks to hear him having sex, so they had to keep things very sedate and quiet.
Simon missed pounding his mate into the mattress. They had tried that the night after they’d moved in and found the bed squeaked outrageously. Zack had turned the most adorable shade of red and put a stop to their actions almost immediately.
Not that Simon was complaining. He loved his mate any way he could get him. With Zack’s girth increasing steadily over the last month, things had slowed down even further. The last thing Simon wanted to do was hurt his mate or their cub in any way. Zack kept telling him that he wouldn’t hurt them, but Simon preferred to err on the side of caution.

Tonight would be an exercise in restraint for him, but he didn’t care. His mate deserved a treat. He knew his mother was more than likely driving his poor mate up the wall. Simon could remember what it was like when they were growing up and one of them was injured in any way. The woman turned into the world’s biggest mother hen. Now she had one of her sons-in-law living under her roof and pregnant with another of her grandcubs. Simon shuddered to think what she was like.

Author Bio:
Toni Griffin lives in Darwin, the smallest of Australia's capital cities. Born and raised in the state she's a Territorian through and through. Growing up Toni hated english with a passion (as her editors can probably attest to) and found her strength lies with numbers.

Now, though, she loves escaping to the worlds she creates and hopes to continue to do so for many years to come. She's a single mother of one and works full time. When she's not writing you can just about guarantee that she will be reading one of the many MM authors she loves.

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Saturday, February 14, 2015

Blog Tour: Fifty Shades of Foreskin by Robert Chandler

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Book Title: Fifty Shades of Foreskin
Author: Robert Chandler
Publisher: Chandler World Media (February 3, 2015)
Print Length: 271 pages
Genre: Gay, Contemporary, Erotica, Action/Adventure

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Jake Parker is barely legal...and very deadly!
He's a young, hot, uncut and impulsive twink with a secret. On his own for the first time, this seemingly normal gay teen is about to embark on the adventure of a lifetime. His journey from boyhood to manhood will be filled with sex, adventure, travel, danger and passion.
He'll be put through tests and training that will stretch him to his limits, teaching him what he's truly made of. But once he's stripped bare, face-to-face with a savage and seductive enemy, will he have what it takes to save the free world?The first summer of his adulthood will leave Jake Parker changed forever... if he lives through it!
Fifty Shades of Foreskin is a boundary-pushing gay erotic adventure full of unforgettable excitement, forbidden desire and pulse-pounding thrills.

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Robert Chandler is a writer, filmmaker and sexual revolutionary. Since an early age, he dreamed of telling stories of adventure that readers would masturbate to, but put those dreams aside to focus on his cats and career. He finally worked up the nerve to put fingers to keys with his first novel, Fifty Shades of Foreskin. He is also the creator of the popular adult website, Fantastic Foreskin.

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I pull the door open to see a man in his early twenties with a very closely cropped, almost shaved, head. He’s young and he looks it. He’s dressed in the standard black slacks and crisp white button-down shirt but there’s something almost primal about him. It’s like he’s in a costume he doesn't belong in. I wonder what he looks like when he's not working.
"Your… dinner, sir."
The room-service guy, "Kieron" according to his name tag, is giving me a slight look of surprise while trying to maintain his luxury-hotel professionalism. Is it because I'm too young to be in a hotel like this? Is he getting all judgy with me? His eyes keep darting to my middle and lingering. What is it?
I look down at myself.
"Oh fuck!"
I'm completely naked. Like, no-clothes, my-dick-is-out naked. In my haste to answer the door, I completely forgot about the bath and the nap. The towel, my only hope for modesty, is still lying way over on the bed. Worst of all, I'm hard. I must have been having some great dreams because I'm sporting some massive post-nap wood. Looking down I see a silvery drop of glistening pre-cum spill from the slit at the tip of my cockhead that barely peeks out from its foreskin covering. My entire body goes red in embarrassment.
"Uh, uh," I stammer for a good minute I'm sure.
"I can set this up for you, sir," Kieron tells me, ignoring the 800-pound boner in the room.
"Come in," I step out of the way, trying not to look my server in the eye. I grip my cock in one hand, for all the good it does. The young Brit has already seen everything I've got and hiding it now is completely pointless. Yet, still I try. He gives me a reassuring don't-worry-I've-seen-it-all smile. He wheels the cart into the room, circling around me to set it up at the table. I make a path to the bathroom to grab a robe. I clumsily bump into him as I try to pass. I suddenly feel a hand on my cock.
I freeze. Kieron stares into my eyes, completely unmoving. His eyes are so blue. And maybe just a little scary. His hand is still wrapped around my pole, which throbs with excitement. He doesn’t stroke it. He just holds it. There’s something so sexual about Kieron’s animal look. I feel like anything could happen. He raises one eyebrow as he pulls his hand over my cock and squeezes the tip of my foreskin. I can feel my pre-cum drain into his palm. He brings his hand to his mouth and licks it.
"I'm bloody hungry too!"
Before I know it, his lips attack my mouth. He kisses me roughly and I taste my own pre-cum on him. He grabs the back of my head and pulls me so close. He never takes his hand off my cock as we stand there making out. I'm naked, but Kieron is still in that formal uniform, the costume that seems so wrong on a guy so rough, so sexual. Now I'm experiencing the real Kieron. He keeps rubbing my shaft, slowly and deliberately. My foreskin rubs over my wet and sensitive dickhead. I think Kieron knows that if he goes too fast, I'll explode. He knows exactly how to work my cock. I'll bet Kieron knows a lot about cock.
I guide him, still attached by the mouth and cock, toward the bedroom. Light headed with excitement, we both fall to the ground before we can make it to the bed. We separate, but only long enough to get that unfortunate uniform off Kieron’s body. There’s a thin sheen of sweat across his skin. He smells wonderful, like a man who’s been working all day. So natural.
I stare down at his body. He has a light dusting of hair across the front of his pale skin. He’s thin but toned. He’s got the kind of hot body that doesn't get built in the gym, but by working hard and skipping meals so he can afford drinks and cigarettes. He wears a chunky metal chain around his neck that dips down to his chest. Tattoos scatter his body including a large block of text on the center of his back. But I'm not up for reading right now.
I rub my hand over the light reddish-brown fur on his chest. A dark patch leads down to his belly button and then to his crotch. His soft pubes are unshaved but there’s not a massive amount of hair there. The best part about his body is definitely his cock. It’s as big as mine, but with a longer foreskin. He has so much foreskin. I feel jealous and turned on.
"I hope you're enjoying your stay, sir," Kieron says, smiling right at me. "It’s a pleasure serving you." He looks rough, but sweet at the same time. I'm very interested in the rough part.
"Then fuck me," I tell him. My cock is painfully pulsing. My body needs to feel his dick inside of me. "Fuck me!"
We roll on the floor and I'm on top. I push our dicks together, squeezing them and letting our pre-cum run and mix down our long shafts. I moan deeply.
His smile widens as he rolls me over on to my back. "Only if you stick that bloody-huge fucking American cock deep inside me fucking hole first."
I moan again. If he keeps talking, he won't have to fuck me. I’ll cum just listening to his voice.
Kieron pins my hands with his and kisses me hard. I feel the stubble from his face. Everything about him is so rough, so wonderfully unpolished. He’s certainly not the kind of guy on those fancy British tea-and-tophat shows my mom loves to watch on PBS. He’s the type of English guy who probably knows all of the dirtiest parts of London. And they all know him. I just want to drink everything about him in. I’ve never experienced a guy like this in Texas.

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Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Blog Tour: Seducing Rain by Amber Kell

Seducing Rain
Amber Kell

Release Date: February 8, 2015

Genre: Erotic Romance, M/M , BDSM, Suspense

Publisher: ARe

Book Description:

Two stubborn men try to find love, balance and the path to escape a killer's hold...

Rainier Lemmon had taken one picture too many. After accidentally capturing a shooting on film, he finds himself in danger and needing a place to hide out.

Greg Carter has wanted Rain back ever since their one and only weekend together. But when Rain returns, it’s meant to be only temporary.

Can Greg seduce Rain into staying longer? Possibly forever.

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About the Author:

Amber Kell has made a career out of daydreaming. It has been a lifelong habit she practices diligently as shown by her complete lack of focus on anything not related to her fantasy world building.

When she told her husband what she wanted to do with her life he told her to go have fun.

During those seconds she isn't writing she remembers she has children who humor her with games of 'what if' and let her drag them to foreign lands to gather inspiration. Her youngest confided in her that he wants to write because he longs for a website and an author name—two things apparently necessary to be a proper writer.

Despite her husband's insistence she doesn't drink enough to be a true literary genius she continues to spin stories of people falling happily in love and staying that way.

She is thwarted during the day by a traffic jam of cats on the stairway and a puppy who insists on walks, but she bravely perseveres.

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Former Marine and lower-leg amputee Carey Everett keeps a grueling schedule of counseling fellow war veterans and their families. The injury he received in Afghanistan forces him to rely on a reserve of strength he didn’t even know he had. A much deserved vacation will let him reconnect with his best friend, who saved his life and has been there for him through devastating injury and painful recovery.

Part-time EMT and aspiring singer Jase DeSantis has been in love with Carey for years, but he’s come to accept that his straight friend will never be able to offer more. Jase fills his days with band rehearsals, ambulance shifts, and willing groupies, all while trying to cope with debilitating PTSD.

A week of sun, fun, and music in San Diego changes Jase and Carey’s lives forever when their relationship takes an unexpected turn. Jase has been longing for that change, but it leaves Carey reeling with confusion. As Jase fights to hold things together, Carey deals with doubts, fears, and his own preconceived notions about labels and the true nature of love.

Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance

“You keep looking at me like that, this ain’t gonna last long,” Jase growled. Carey smirked, then twirled his finger in a turn-around motion.
“I feel like a piece of meat,” Jase grumbled good-naturedly, but turned in a slow circle. Carey’s mouth watered as he took in Jase's broad shoulders and muscular back, tapering in a perfect V into slim hips and high, round buttocks. Carey was a little bemused at how looking at another man’s body was revving him up, but it was. It was just… Jase. Carey already knew how beautiful he was on the inside; now he knew how stunning he was on the outside too.
Using his support leg and his arms, he pulled himself to the edge of the bed and sat up, crooking his finger at Jase.
“Come here.”
Jase’s eyes flared hot, and he took the few steps necessary to reach the edge of the bed. Carey reached up slowly and moved his hands onto Jase’s hips, stroking over the hipbones lightly before tugging him forward to stand between his legs.
“I just want to touch you,” he said hoarsely. “Is that okay?”
          Jase smoothed Carey’s hair back from his forehead, his fingertips achingly gentle. “Touch me,” he said simply.

Pages or Words: 68,029 words

Release Date: March 13, 2015 

Author Bio:
Melanie Hansen has spent time in both Texas and Florida prisons…for work.   She’s been in a room with a 17-year-old mass murderer who was also one of the most soft-spoken and polite teenagers she’s ever met.  After a 13-year career as a court reporter, she can tell many stories both hilarious and heartbreaking.
She grew up with an Air Force dad, and ended up marrying a Navy man.  After living and working all over the country, she hopes to bring these rich and varied life experiences to her stories about people finding love amidst real-life struggles.
Melanie left the stressful world of the courtroom behind and now enjoys a rewarding career transcribing for a deaf student.  She currently lives in Arizona with her husband and two sons.

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Twitter: @MelJoyAZ
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Natasha Snow of Natasha Snow Designs

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