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#CoverReveal ~ “The V- in 403C” by Author: Jess Bryant, Genre: MM Contemporary Romance, Release Date: August 27, 2020! ~ @jess_bry @EJBookPromos

Title: The V- in 403C
Author: Jess Bryant
Genre: MM Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 27, 2020

Cover Design: Melissa Gill Designs

 

Jonah Monroe might be a genius when it comes to his studies but he’s never been able to find his footing in the real world. A college graduate by the age of eighteen and a doctoral candidate at twenty-one, he doesn’t fit in with his peers and lacks the social graces that would attract friends, let alone a lover. He’s resigned himself to his status as awkward and forever alone, until one bad decision turns his world upside down.

 

He shouldn’t have even been in that club. He shouldn’t have let a sexy stranger buy him a drink. And he definitely should’ve have let the man kiss him like he’d never been kissed before.
Reed Matheson has done a lot of dumb shit in his short life but he never would have guessed that kissing a stranger in a bar would be the best decision he ever made. He didn’t expect the intense connection he feels for the shy, socially awkward stranger to linger long after he was gone. And he certainly never expected to see the cute guy the next morning, preparing to teach his class.
Reed is a student and Jonah is a TA. Unwritten rules or not, nothing more can happen between them, at least that’s what Jonah keeps telling himself. But Reed has never been one to play by the rules and he’s not about to start now, when for the first time, his heart is on the line.
*The V-in 403C takes place in the same world as The D-in 403B. Side characters may overlap but each book is a complete story with it’s own main characters and no cliffhangers. Each book can be read as a standalone.

 

 

Jess Bryant is an avid indoorswoman. A city girl trapped in a country girl’s life, her heart resides in Dallas but her soul and roots are in small town Oklahoma. She enjoys manicures, the color pink, and her completely impractical for country life stilettos. She believes that hair color is a legitimate form of therapy, as is reading and writing romance. She started writing as a little girl but her life changed forever when she stole a book from her aunt’s Harlequin collection and she’s been creating love stories with happily ever afters ever since. 
 
Jess holds a degree in Public Relations from the University of Oklahoma and is a lifetime supporter of her school and athletic teams. And why not? They have a ton of National Championships! She may be a girlie girl but she knows her sports stats and isn’t afraid to tell you that your school isn’t as cool as hers… or that your sports romance got it all wrong. 
 
For more information on Jess and upcoming releases, contact her at JessBryantBooks@gmail.com or follow her on her many social media accounts for news and shenanigans.

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#ReleaseBlitz ~ “Never a Saint” Series: Polished P & P #2, by Author: Lila Rose Genre: MM Romance, is Available Now! ~ @LilaRose78 @GiveMeBooksPR

 

Title: Never a Saint

Series: Polished P & P #2

Author: Lila Rose
Genre: MM Romance
Release Date: August 4, 2020

 

Blurb

 

Kylo Lee, prospect to the Diamond MC, makes a career shift
to help better his future. He doesn’t know it will change him in more ways than
one, and it’s all to do with a certain man who confuses and annoys him, while
sending his emotions wild.
Just when everything is falling into place, life takes a turn down a road where
Kylo doesn’t want to go. His past comes back to bite him in the ass. Pain
surrounds him and all that can make him happy is vengeance, and the man who
surprisingly still stands at his side.

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Excerpt
“Kylo,” he
called. I looked to him as he walked back to where he’d left his phone. Then he
had my eyes again. He put a knee to the bed, leaned over, and pressed his lips
to my shoulder.
“Night,” he
said, and looked up at me.
I cleared
my thick throat.
He’d kissed
my shoulder.
My skin.
“Yeah,
night.” I nodded. He grinned, straightened, and walked from the room.
What the
hell was that all about?
Why did he
do that?
This was
fucking weird. He made no sense. I scrubbed a hand over my face. 
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Author Bio
Lila was born in Brisbane Australia, her step-dad was in the
Army which caused them to move around a lot. They finally settled in country
Victoria, Australia. Being the youngest of four children she admits she was
spoilt a bit. Even drove her mum crazy when she refused to eat meat at a young
age.
Now, Lila lives with her husband and two children.

She started writing in 2013 and self-published the first of the Hawks MC:
Ballarat Charter series- Holding Out. Since then, she has published eleven
other titles, which range from erotica, humorous romance, YA and
paranormal. 

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#PreOrder Now! ~ “The Temp” Series: The Billionaire Boys’ Club #1, by Author: Sebastian Winters, Genre: LGBT Gay Romance 18+, Release Date: July 28, 2020 ~ @Sebasti46103140 #EJBookPromos

Title: The Temp

Series: The Billionaire Boys’ Club #1
Author: Sebastian Winters
Genre: LGBT Gay Romance 18+
Release Date: July 28, 2020
A best friend…

A temporary job…
A billionaire boss…

What can possibly go wrong?

It’ll take twelve weeks to help a friend, but only one day to ruin their friendship.

Carter reluctantly agrees to fill in at his best friend Katy’s job, which is personal assistant to the grumpy, old, moneybags–Katy’s description not Carter’s.

However, when the boss, turns out to be tall, dark and the very man of Carter’s dreams, he knows he’s in for a heap of trouble. Especially after being sent home twenty minutes into his first day.

Now, he’s not only worried he’s lost Katy’s job, but her friendship too.

Sebastian Winters is an author of gay romance who has the tendency to create tantalizing, hot, young men that dabble in the dark side of sex, love, and relationships. He’ll keep you turning the pages to find out what happens next with his boys. 
There are many places Sebastian like to play, and they’re all listed below. So, check him out and come play too!
 
 

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#BookTour ~ “Past Hurts” Series: Sizzling Miami Book 1, by Author Jessie G., Genre: M/M Romantic Suspense, Release Date: June 24, 2020 (2nd edition) ~ @JessieGBooks @EJBookPromos

Title: Past Hurts
Series: Sizzling Miami Book 1
Author: Jessie G.
Genre: M/M Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 24, 2020 (2nd edition)
Cover Design: Andrew Reyna
Before they can get back together, Alaric and Davin will have to unravel the secrets that tore them apart.
Abandoned by his mother and raised by a judgmental, homophobic father on the unforgiving streets of Overtown, Davin Monroe knows a lot about survival and little about love.
As heir to the family business, Alaric Bennett’s innate strength makes him the pillar upon which the family problems fall, but leaves him emotionally abandoned by those that need him.
One chance meeting and five beautiful years together do not prepare them for the dark, depraved jealousy threatening their hard-earned happiness.
 
Now a killer has forced Detective Monroe to face the past and the only man his heart has ever wanted. With only one shot at redemption, Alaric is determined to uncover the truth and bring his lover home for good.
Before they can get back together, Alaric and Davin will have to unravel the secrets that tore them apart. But will the truth be enough to heal their past hurts?
Past Hurts is the first suspenseful novel in the Sizzling Miami Series. Originally published in 2014, Past Hurts has been rewritten and expanded, adding more than twenty thousand words to the overall story. If you love mystery and second chance romance, then you’ll love this newly expanded version by Jessie G.
“Are you going to say something or just stare at my ass until dinner’s done?”
Holy shit, he had been staring at that ass and who the hell could blame him? Didn’t he know firsthand how fine that ass looked and felt? “What the fuck, Ric? What are you doing here? How did you get in?”
“Cooking dinner so we can eat before we run, and I have a key,” Alaric answered without turning and continued to move food around a frying pan as if he had the first fucking clue how to cook. He never cooked or rarely ever cooked in the years they spent together.
Dumbfounded, Davin wasn’t sure he heard correctly. “You have a key?”
“Yep.” The spatula-free hand gestured toward the small breakfast bar. “It’s over there with my wallet if you want to take it.”
Obviously, there was no point in bothering. “You have copies.”
“Of course, I do.”
Of course, you do. You are Alaric Bennett and locked doors just magically open for you.
Then the rest of his words registered. “We aren’t running anywhere.”
“You didn’t come home to run?” Alaric finally looked over his shoulder, one perfectly sculpted eyebrow lifting as if to say, ‘who are you trying to kid?’ That subtle arrogance directly affected Davin’s libido and Alaric knew it. “Right. That’s what I thought.”
“If you came here to talk…”
“Do I look like I want to fucking talk?” Slamming the spatula on the stove, Alaric turned, reached out and curled a hand around the back of his neck, shrinking the already small space between them to nothing. “Or that either of us is ready for that conversation? You need to eat, you need to run, and you need to sleep. In that order. Go get changed.”
“Ric.” Davin was appalled to hear the helplessness in his tone, the one that begged Alaric to complete the embrace and finally give him a safe place to rest.
“Go get changed, Davin, now.”
With their foreheads touching, Davin could see that he wasn’t the only one all tied up in their emotions. That Alaric, who had always been so strong, was barely holding it together. In that moment, Davin realized he expected Alaric to take the news of his brother’s death, delivered by an ex-lover, the way he did everything else. With strength and stoicism, do what needs to be done and never show any emotion. Except with Davin, Alaric never hid them, and it was ridiculous to think he would start now.
No, they weren’t ready for that conversation and Alaric was right about what he needed, so retreat seemed the obvious choice. This—the dinner, the pretense of caring about what he needed—was nothing more than a way to ease some guilt. Maybe if he let Alaric get it out of his system, they could both move on.
“Yes, Ric.”
Like many readers, the dream of being a writer has been with me a long time. After three decades of trying, I’d begun to doubt. Thanks to social media, I followed my favorite authors hoping to glean some words of wisdom as I pounded out half-formed ideas with alarming regularity. Two repetitive themes emerged: to be a great writer you must read a lot and your butt must be in the chair every day like it’s a job. The more you write, the easier it will be to write and the better you will be at writing. I took that advice to heart and write every day. With three series in the works and a full schedule of releases planned for the next two years, it’s been amazing to have made this dream my reality.
 
I am a firm believer in marriage equality, love at first sight, power dynamics, and happily ever after. I’m a lover of strong secondary characters, and series filled with families—biological or chosen. All are themes you’ll find throughout my books.

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“Wreck Me Forever” Series: Polished P & P #1 by Author Lila Rose, Genre: MM Romance is Available Now! #ReleaseBlitz #NewRelease @LilaRose78 @GiveMeBooksPR

 

 

Title: Wreck Me Forever

Series: Polished P & P #1

Author: Lila Rose
Genre: MM Romance
Release Date: June 23, 2020

 

Blurb

 

Lucas
Storey’s life is all about college, studying, and finishing his medical degree.
That’s until he moves in with his older brother and meets his motorcycle club
friends. Only, new people make Lucas nervous, almost to the extent of peeing
himself, but he soon realises they’re great people and will accept him as he
is.
Now, if
only he can stop thinking of a certain grumpy biker, things will be good.
Never
before has Wade “Wreck” Williams noticed the same sex, or at least not until
Lucas crashes into their lives. And notice Lucas he does. But that’s not all.
He wants to get to know the man, and he kind of likes looking at Lucas too.
None of it makes sense, and Wreck will fight it for that reason alone.
When Lucas
thinks he can go out with a someone who’s not Wreck—and jealously rears its
ugly head to a point Wreck just has to step in—it’s clear that he may just be
wrecked forever.
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Excerpt
The front
door opened abruptly behind me. I bit my bottom lip to keep in the scream. But
that didn’t stop me from jumping and stumbling as I turned, and if it wasn’t
for Death’s hand wrapping around my arm, I would have met the floor once more
that night.
However,
when I looked up, I realized there was still a possibility of dropping to the
floor. The most gorgeous man I had ever seen stood just inside the doorway, scanning
the room. If it wasn’t for his hands fisted at his sides and the scowl on his
face, I may have fallen to the floor in awe of his beauty.
I took
another quick glance around the room and noticed my brother did, in fact, have
some good-looking friends. All of them could be on the cover of a magazine. I
wasn’t sure what it was about the scowling man that set me off in a sweating,
peeing-my-pants, “holy crap he’s looking at me” moment with my pulse racing,
but he did. His dark brown hair was shaved at the sides, and the top was
longish and messy, some of it flopped in his dark green eyes. He would probably
punch me if I tried to push his hair back though. He was tall, my short frame
only reaching his shoulders. His tight black tee showed off the muscles in his
arms, and his dark ripped jeans surrounded thick thighs.
I jolted
and pulled my gaze up quickly when Death said, “Wreck, you took forever,
fucker. Get in here and meet Saint’s brother, Lucas.”
Saint?
Who was
Saint?
I wasn’t a
brother of Saint.
“Lucas, I’m
Saint. It’s my club name,” Zion called; he must have seen the confused look on
my face.
Nodding, I
glanced back to Wreck and did a lame wave before I grabbed my own arm with my
other hand. “Ah, s’up.”
S’up?
Was I a
gangster now?
Author Bio
Lila was born in Brisbane Australia, her step-dad was in the
Army which caused them to move around a lot. They finally settled in country
Victoria, Australia. Being the youngest of four children she admits she was
spoilt a bit. Even drove her mum crazy when she refused to eat meat at a young
age.
Now, Lila lives with her husband and two children.

She started writing in 2013 and self-published the first of the Hawks MC:
Ballarat Charter series- Holding Out. Since then, she has published eleven
other titles, which range from erotica, humorous romance, YA and
paranormal. 

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#ReleaseTour “A Sweet Man” Series: The Men of Halfway House by Author Jaime Reese, Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance (stand alone) is Available Now! @Jaime_Reese @EJBookPromos

Title: A Sweet Man

Series: The Men of Halfway House
Author: Jaime Reese
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance (stand alone)
Release Date: June 16, 2020

 

 

 

Two men. One sweet dream of family and forever.

 

Gabriel “Bull” del Toro loves his fast-paced globe-trotting job, but aches for an honest relationship and the trust that comes with it. After a few too many heartbreaks, he’s nearly given up hope of finding that special someone.
Until Ben.
Born deaf, Ben is used to working twice as hard for what he wants, but risking a newfound friendship on an impossible dream is scary. After all, there’s one lesson he’s learned: everything is temporary—freedom, friends, even family.
Neither man expects the undeniable spark between them or for every moment together to fuel that connection. For the first time, a happily ever after is within reach, but they must trust that the dream of acceptance, family, and a place to call home is more than a sweet fantasy.
It can be forever.
————
A Sweet Man is an interconnected standalone within The Men of Halfway House series. It is a story about the power of love, the meaning of family, and never giving up on a dream. It includes wounded hearts, an age-gap romance, and enough cake and sweetness to give you a toothache.

 

 

Chapter 1

 

Mid-January

 

Ben ran into the bedroom and swung the door shut. He leaned back against the door, gasping each breath while clutching the cell phone to his chest. Seconds. It was all he had before that bastard came barging in to take what he wanted.
Pushing off the door, he leapt over his still packed duffle bag sitting on the floor and wedged his body in the narrow space behind the bed. He grabbed the edge of the bed frame and pushed.
Damn bed wasn’t moving.
He gritted his teeth and pushed harder, finally shoving the bed on its rusty wheels across the carpeted floor. With the bed bumped up against the door, he had a moment of reprieve to take a deep breath.
His eyes burned as he stared at the door and a memory flashed in his mind.
Once his parole had been granted, Sam had asked him to make a simple decision: Halfway House or this place.
Another stupid decision made.
He glanced around the room—at the peeling paint, dirty carpet, and iron bars on the windows. This place wasn’t Halfway House. Both houses were in Miami-Dade County and about an hour apart, but there was a world of distance between them.
Climbing onto the mattress, he knee-walked toward the foot of the bed. Carefully, he inched closer and flattened his hand against the worn faux wood. One pounding thump against the door vibrated against his palm.
Then another and another, each harder than the one before.
He gasped when the mattress shook beneath his knees.
A punch from Jake would cause some damage—he had a pulsing black eye to prove that.
He pulled his hand away. Even though he couldn’t hear it, he imagined each strike came with an accompanying yell. Maybe even a curse. Or two. He crab-walked backward, away from the door now visibly moving with each strike.
He retreated to the wall, keeping his eyes trained on the single point of entry in front of him. First day at the new halfway house and he already had to deal with bullies.
If he were at HH, things would be so different. The house owners would never allow violence under their roof. Julian would have swooped in like some super ninja and caught Jake’s fist midair.
Ben leaned back against the wall and slid down until his ass hit the dirty carpeted floor. He tightened his grip on the cell phone in his hand. The punch to the face had been a small price to pay if he still had his phone.
Correction… His lifeline.
Now he realized why Sam had to gain special permission for him to have one. Every place had different rules and having a cell phone was a violation of this house’s rules. That detail hadn’t clicked until two other residents had practically salivated at the sight of his phone when he had pulled it out from his back pocket to view the incoming text message. Like a pack of wolves, another resident had joined in. In true alpha form, Jake had pushed the three of them aside and taken the lead, delivering a punch to the side of Ben’s face that had shoved him to the ground.
They had expected him to quiver, give in, huddle into a ball or surrender his phone. They hadn’t counted on him tightening the grip on his lifeline or his speedy escape.
He banged his head back against the wall.
Bump, bump, bump.
He was tired of life kicking him in the nuts.
Tired of second-guessing every damn thing he did.
Tired of how he kept making the wrong decisions.
Five years ago, he had trusted the wrong people. Friends had used him as a scapegoat and that had resulted in a grand theft charge. The judge had shown him mercy during sentencing, splitting his time—twelve months in jail and four years on probation.
With the jail time completed, he had ended up at Halfway House while transitioning into his probation term. He had been on the right path afterward for almost two years. He had reconnected with his sister and had moved in with her. He had secured a steady job, working with Shaw. 
Until the day he had gotten into a friend’s car during his lunch break.
He hadn’t known the car was stolen. He couldn’t have guessed that one choice would have resulted in a probation violation that would send him to a state prison to complete the remaining two years of his sentence.  
He screwed his eyes shut, instantly wincing at the pain of his swelling eye.
He missed Julian and his partner, Matt. He missed Ryan and Shaw, the friends he had made during his stay at Halfway House. But he was too embarrassed to see any of them. Regardless of how many times he had analyzed the situation in his mind, it was his bad decision that had landed him in prison.
He wrapped his arms around his midsection. Times like these, he sought the comfort of his plush bunny. He wasn’t a kid anymore, but the worn plush rabbit was stuffed with family memories. Frayed and patched together like the sole survivor of a zombie experiment, the plush toy was likely lost, just like he felt. Or maybe someone had found it and discarded it with a cringe at its horror-movie-like appearance. It wouldn’t surprise him.
Everything was temporary.
His parents, the few people he thought were friends while growing up. The revolving door of families over the years.
His relationship with his sister.
He leaned his head back against the wall and stared at the ceiling, fighting back the tears. She had warned him to stay out of trouble. He hadn’t even had a chance to apologize to her before getting hauled away. He had burned that bridge. More like annihilated it with C4 for good measure.
After that, nothing had mattered. He didn’t care to see anyone else, even though Shaw had tried to visit him several times.
The sting in his eyes reappeared. He needed to look ahead and deal with this current situation. He shouldn’t have resisted Sam’s insistence on returning to Halfway House. But the thought of seeing the disappointment in Julian’s pale green eyes, or his partner’s sad smile, tore through Ben’s heart. He couldn’t risk disillusioning every person who might care. Matt would take Ben’s failure personally. And Julian would console his partner and share that pain.
He couldn’t do that to them.
The phone in his hand vibrated, pulling him from his thoughts. He swiped at the screen, blinking a few times. His heartbeat quickened as panic set in. His vision was a little fuzzy. Dammit. The black eye was going to be a problem. He needed the clarity. Otherwise, he’d have trouble reading text messages and other people’s lips. He pulled the phone closer and farther away, hoping to pinpoint a spot in his line of sight that would make the display clearer to read the new text message.
You didn’t respond. You ALWAYS respond. I’m on my way.
The knot in his chest lessened reading Sam’s words. His reintegration officer hadn’t given up on him after dropping him off at this nightmare of a house a few hours ago. He glanced up at the door when the bed shifted. Jake was pissed—pissed enough to hit the door hard enough to move the bed on the carpet.
He had to get out of here. Now.
He quickly texted a reply. I can’t stay here. His attention snapped up when the bed shifted again. He kicked out his feet and pushed them against the bed frame, hoping to add some additional resistance until Jake tired himself out. Please hurry, he wrote in another text before Sam had a chance to respond.
Life hadn’t been kind, but he managed the best he could, always trying to find the good in others.
But the people outside that door, in this place…there was no good here to find.
Ben closed his eyes and held his phone close to his chest, willing Sam to respond. He gasped when the phone vibrated moments later. He blinked a few times, focusing his vision, and releasing a shaky breath at Sam’s reply.
I’ll be there soon. I called Aidan. He’s on his way.
Ben’s shoulders slumped. Relief or embarrassment, he wasn’t sure. He battled with the nagging tug in the back of his mind, worried about seeing the detective again, the one who had taken the time to help Ben reconnect with his sister after so many years.
But he’d take the embarrassment. Aidan was the only man who could likely stop Jake with a simple glare, and make a few phone calls to push Sam’s request through the system to move Ben elsewhere. Right now, he’d take the rescue any way he could get it. Welcomed it with open arms, even if he needed to beg or subject himself to a reprimanding lecture.
He wouldn’t survive here.
They would eventually take his phone and wouldn’t care about the damage they left in their wake. A black eye could easily lead to a broken arm or hand if he continued to resist. Without his phone or use of his hands, he wouldn’t be able to communicate in the hearing world. 
He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall. 
After leaving his childhood home, there had only been one place where he had felt safe.
Right now, that was exactly where he needed to be.
He just hoped Sam arrived in time to take him there.

 

Jaime Reese is the alter ego of an artist who loves the creative process of writing, just not about herself. Fiction is far more interesting. She has a weakness for broken, misunderstood heroes and feels everyone deserves a chance at love and life. An avid fan of a happy ending, she believes those endings acquired with a little difficulty are more cherished.

 

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#ReleaseBlitz ~ “Rewritten” Series: Unscripted #2 Author: J.R. Gray Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance is Available Now! ~ @booksbygray @GiveMeBooksPR

 

 

Title: Rewritten

Series: Unscripted #2

Author: J.R. Gray
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 4, 2020


Blurb
Movie star 102: The headlines are never what they
seem. 
Quellcrist wasn’t new to fame or the effect it had on a
relationship. He’d been married in the spotlight for as long as he’d been
famous. But that was before Hale. He knew it was going to test him but even he
hadn’t known the toll that months apart would take on his fledgling
relationship.
Long days of shooting, different time zones, calls every day
dwindled to days without calls, and rumors were all over the rags. Through it
all Quell had to battle his own worst enemy but he didn’t know how to win
against something inside him. Depression ate him whole and pain took
over. 
There was so much more at stake than losing his boyfriend,
he was losing his best friend. His lifeline, the love of his life. Was there
any way to come back from the damage done? 
Can they rewrite their ending?

 

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Excerpt
Hale
I woke up wrapped in Quells arms. We were home. Wed been here for weeks
and I still wasn’t used to it. The light streamed across the foot of our bed in
a fractal pattern. I could smell the ocean or maybe it was my imagination. How
easy this was. We had a ticking clock, but it had been a small taste of how our
time off would be. How waking up with Quell would be when we didn’t have to be
on set eighteen hours a day. Our life was slow and I loved him more every day
we spent here. Our demeanor had changed with the pace of our life.
He was lovely lying there still asleep. Id never seen a more
beautiful human in my life and he was my partner. It was hard to believe we had
a week left of this.
And then uncertainty. 
I didn’t like going into a drastic change in our relationship without
building up to it, but we didn’t have much choice. I guess it was going to be
trial by fire. Because for as many times as I
d tried to talk to
Quell about it he hadn’t seemed to want to. So I
d left it. We loved
each other. We
d find a way to make the time apart work.
I had nothing booked for the next nine months, and Quell had two movies.
I was about to detangle myself to go make coffee when Quells phone started to
ring. I reached for my phone to check what time it was. After seven. I was
shocked he
d slept so
long. More often than not, since being home, he was off wandering the house
before I was even awake. I
d gotten so used to it—it was strange to wake up in
bed with him. Maybe he was settling into our life here.
I pressed into him and kissed along the back of his neck. Maybe I would
stay awhile. Quell was better than coffee any day.
Is that my phone?” Quell mumbled, sleep evident in
his tone.
I think so.”
He groaned and rolled towards me. Who would be calling
me so early?”
No clue.”
What time is it?”
Just after seven. Im shocked youre still in bed.” I
pushed my fingers through his hair.
He turned and kissed my palm. I am too. I slept hard.”
You needed it.” More than I even think he realized.
Im sure I did. Maybe it will be a trend.”
I hope so.” At least until he left.
The phone quieted and he kissed me. I lost track of time in Quells lips and soft
touches. It was an entirely new way to wake up. One we
d not even had filming
Pirate Night. Then we were eating, rushing off to call or Quell had been
up on days off. Lots of training sessions. I liked that he
d moved them to a
different time.
I stroked my fingers down his sides and over his back. He grabbed me in a
hug so tight I could feel his heart beating against mine. We laughed and kissed
and I was happy.
Happy felt good. Not that Id been particularly not happy before meeting Quell,
but this was a whole new level of the experience. Now if only my career was
less uncertain I
d feel a whole lot better, but I guess that was the
nature of the job. Quell would get a contract for another season of Pirate
Night
before he left. I had faith.
The vibrating started back up.
Who is calling me this early?” Quell said through a
yawn rolling half out of my arms to grab his phone. He squinted at it then
answered.
No idea. Who is it?” I asked before realizing it
might not be the best to expose the fact we were in bed together, although
anyone calling his cell would probably know.
He put his hand over the speaker, as if that did anything, and said, It’s our publicist.”
Wed shared
one now since he
d left his other because of the conflict of interest
with Rachael. Mark was good at his job and more on top of things than Quell’s
last one had been.
Yes, Hale is with me,” Quell said with a chuckle and
I was sure I knew what was running through his mind.
Naked wrapped up with
me.’ “I’m going to put you on speaker.”
Quell clicked the button and held the phone between us.
Hey, Mark.”
Hello, Hale. Since I have you both—” He wasn’t one
to beat around the bush, so he dove right into it.
There are some
pictures from last night I woke up to questions about. They are already being
widely run… so the concern is more: do we have a comment?”
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Gray is a cynical Chicago native, who drinks coffee all day,
barely sleeps, and is a little too fashion obsessed. He writes realistic and
damaged characters because everyone deserves a happily ever after. 
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#NewRelease ~ “The D- in 403B” by Author: Jess Bryant, Genre: M/M Romance, is Available Now! ~ @jess_bry @EJBookPromos

Title: The D- in 403B
Author: Jess Bryant
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: June 4, 2020
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Sometimes a change of address can change your life.

 

Declan Ward has been called a lot of things in his life. Drug baby, delinquent and dirty little gay boy just to name a few. As a child in foster care, he heard it all and as an adult he knows better than to worry about what other people think of him. But when he gets into a war of words with his neighbor, he earns a new nickname and this time, it’s one he likes, one he decides he should definitely live up to.
 
After all, the new guy never actually said what it was the D stands for in his letters, but Declan has a few ideas and would be more than happy to show him.
 
Brett Coburn is a mature, respectable adult. He doesn’t get into arguments and he doesn’t name call like a kid on the playground. It doesn’t matter that the guy in 403B is the best-looking man Brett has ever laid eyes on. He’s a dickhead and Brett has the letters to prove it. That’s why nobody is more surprised than Brett when their thinly veiled threatening letters take a turn for the fun and flirtatious.
 
Is it possible they have more in common than they realized? Can they overcome the rough start to their friendship and turn it into something more? Or if they let their relationship become about more than just the “D” are they both bound to end up broken hearted?

 

Jess Bryant is an avid indoorswoman. A city girl trapped in a country girl’s life, her heart resides in Dallas but her soul and roots are in small town Oklahoma. She enjoys manicures, the color pink, and her completely impractical for country life stilettos. She believes that hair color is a legitimate form of therapy, as is reading and writing romance. She started writing as a little girl but her life changed forever when she stole a book from her aunt’s Harlequin collection and she’s been creating love stories with happily ever afters ever since. 
 
Jess holds a degree in Public Relations from the University of Oklahoma and is a lifetime supporter of her school and athletic teams. And why not? They have a ton of National Championships! She may be a girlie girl but she knows her sports stats and isn’t afraid to tell you that your school isn’t as cool as hers… or that your sports romance got it all wrong. 
 
For more information on Jess and upcoming releases, contact her at JessBryantBooks@gmail.com or follow her on her many social media accounts for news and shenanigans.

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“Never Say Never” Series: Lost in New York, by Author Felice Stevens Genre: M/M Romance, is Available NOW!

Title: Never Say Never
Series: Lost in New York
Author: Felice Stevens
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: May 21, 2020 

 

One taste leaves them wanting more…

 

 

 

INGREDIENTS:
Francisco “Frisco” Martinelli. Hot and spicy. Beautiful on the outside, dark and damaged on the inside. Handle with extreme caution.
Salvatore “Torre” Rossi. Sweet with a kick of spice. Gentle at first, can become swiftly and irrevocably addictive to the heart.
A RECIPE FOR ROMANCE
One snobby food critic who doesn’t believe in love
One down-to-earth food blogger who does
Add a touch of suspicious brother
A heaping serving of best friend who’s been waiting for this to happen
Blend with secret identities, past hurts, and judgments.
Stir in equal portions of desperate longing, desire, fear, and snarky humor.
Set over open flame, step back, and wait for sparks to fly.
Serve as is for an explosive love story that will leave you with a full heart and a ridiculously happy smile at the end.

 

Felice Stevens has always been a romantic at heart. She believes that while life is tough, there is always a happy ending just around the corner. Her characters have to work for it, however. Like life in NYC, nothing comes easy, and that includes love.
 
She lives in New York City and has way too much black in her wardrobe yet can’t stop buying “just one more pair” of black pants. Felice is a happily addicted Bravo and Say Yes to the Dress addict and proud of it. And let’s not get started on House Hunters. Her dream day starts out with iced coffee and ends with Prosecco, because…why shouldn’t it? You can find her procrastinating on FB in her reader group, Felice’s Breakfast Club.
 
 
You can find all my books, grouped by series in proper reading order on my website located here:
 
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