Holiday Weekend Tour: Hearts on Fire!

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Today at Hearts on Fire I shared an embarrassing moment and a long, exclusive excerpt!

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Dec. 15: Aisling Mancy

Dec. 16: Dreamspinner Blog

Dec. 19: All Romance eBooks Featured Author; The Novel Approach

Dec. 20: Hearts on Fire

Dec. 22: Sinfully Gay Romance Book Reviews

Dec. 23: Joyfully Jay

Dec. 27: MM Good Book Reviews

Dec. 29: Love Bytes

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Holiday Weekend Tour: All Romance eBooks & The Novel Approach!

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Join me on one or both tour stops today~I’m a guest at The Novel Approach, and Featured Author at All Romance eBooks!

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Dec. 15: Aisling Mancy

Dec. 16: Dreamspinner Blog

Dec. 19: All Romance eBooks Featured Author; The Novel Approach

Dec. 20: Hearts on Fire

Dec. 21: Sinfully Gay Romance Book Reviews

Dec. 23: Joyfully Jay

Dec. 27: MM Good Book Reviews

Dec. 29: Love Bytes

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Holiday Weekend Tour: Dreamspinner Blog Stop!

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Join me at the Dreamspinner blog for another stop on the Holiday Weekend tour! I’m talking about the dance music in Holiday Weekend, come and join the conversation!

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Dec. 15: Aisling Mancy

Dec. 16: Dreamspinner Blog

Dec. 19: All Romance eBooks Featured Author; The Novel Approach

Dec. 20: Hearts on Fire

Dec. 21: Sinfully Gay Romance Book Reviews

Dec. 23: Joyfully Jay

Dec. 27: MM Good Book Reviews

Dec. 29: Love Bytes

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Holiday Weekend Blog Tour Underway!

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Today is the first stop on my blog tour for Holiday Weekend, Buchanan House: Book Five! I’m super excited to share this book, I hope you enjoy Ryan and Glenn’s story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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Dec. 15: Aisling Mancy

Dec. 16: Dreamspinner Blog

Dec. 19: All Romance eBooks Featured Author; The Novel Approach

Dec. 20: Hearts on Fire

Dec. 21: Sinfully Gay Romance Book Reviews

Dec. 23: Joyfully Jay

Dec. 27: MM Good Book Reviews

Dec. 29: Love Bytes

 

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Book Blast: Casto, Gods of War by Xenia Melzer

SERIES BLURB 

All is fair in love and war. Or is it?

On the world called Ana-Darasa, the gods of war engage in a desperate search for their lost hearts while waging a battle against the Good Mother for supremacy. But theirs is not the only struggle as dominant men, powerful rulers, and demigods clash, fiery passion erupts, and destinies are shaped on the battlefield and in the bedroom. In a war between pride and love, no victory is ever simple.

 

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All is fair in love and war. Renaldo has lived happily by that proverb his entire life. But he has finally met his match, and he’s about to discover how unfair love and war can be.

When demigod and warlord Lord Renaldo takes a beautiful stranger captive during an ambush, he is delighted to have found a distraction that will keep him entertained during the upcoming siege. Little does he know, Casto is keeping more than just one secret from him. Slowly, Renaldo gets sucked into a turbulent roller-coaster relationship with his mysterious prisoner, one that begins with hatred and soon spirals into a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. And when it seems that things can get no worse, an old enemy stirs right in the heart of his home.

Determined to keep Casto by his side, Renaldo has to find a balance between the capricious young man and his own destiny as a ruler and god to his people.

Excerpt

  1. Captive

“Renaldo, you won’t believe what we just found!”

The desert brothers, Kalad and Aegid, approached their god with broad smiles on their faces. He looked at them expectantly.

“If I won’t believe it, then you better hurry up and tell me before I run out of patience.”

“A caravan! And right now it’s taking a break at the oasis we discovered yesterday. You know, it’s not even an hour from here. We could go there, get the quarry, and be back before anybody misses us.”

Lost in thought, Renaldo observed their camp that was set up in a dip beneath the hill where he had waited for Kalad and Aegid. Renaldo’s brother, the powerful Wolf of War, had sent them on patrol to make sure the area was entirely safe. So far, they had not come across any danger, which meant that it was all right for them to have some fun. His brothers-in-arms looked at him eagerly.

“Well, there’s no harm in having a look, is there?”

Kalad’s lively brown eyes overflowed in happy anticipation. “No, definitely not. We’ll show you the way.”

The other members of the patrol led by Noran—like Aegid and Kalad, he was an Emeris, a chosen counselor of Renaldo and Canubis—were ten of the best and most experienced mercenaries in the service of the warrior gods, and they lined up behind the desert brothers. The group rode sharply toward the oasis that had quenched their thirst only a day ago.

Between the trees there was indeed a caravan with thirty camels, every beast burdened high with merchandise. It was not only the traders who delighted in the fresh water from the spring; the warriors also spied some heavily armored men patrolling the goods. Renaldo shot Kalad a slightly poisonous look. Kalad had obviously forgotten to mention this small detail, but the desert warrior just shrugged. There weren’t enough enemies to get them into any serious trouble.

At that moment the people at the waterhole stirred.

A man wearing a floor-length cloak led a pitch-black stallion to the spring. Although the stranger was clothed in white, as was sensible in the heat, he radiated an intimidating arrogance that surrounded him and the steed like a shield. The traders, as well as the mercenaries, hastened to make room for the exceptional pair. Renaldo’s eyes lit up. Never before in his long life had he seen a horse like that: its mane and tail sparkled in the sunlight like polished blackwood; the noble head with the big, intelligent eyes sat on a muscular, proudly held neck; the long, clean legs with hooves as hard as flint carried the powerful body with elegant, elastic movements despite its mass. The long silky tail trailed like a banner behind the proud beast. Then the stallion bent down to drink, and the man leading him followed his example.

Renaldo watched this scene in fascination, purposely ignoring his fighters’ imploring looks. He had to have that horse, no matter the cost.

The horse’s small ears were nervously flicking back and forth, and then suddenly the noble head reared up and snorted a warning.

The hooded man jumped into the saddle, drawing his sword in one strong, fluid movement while his eyes scanned the oasis, searching for intruders. “Danger!”

His voice echoed through the loosely scattered date trees like a melody, causing panic among the traders and priming the mercenaries to fight. Renaldo couldn’t suppress a satisfied nod. Those men were highly professional and definitely worthy opponents.

He turned to his men. “Let’s go!”

They left cover in a semicircle, each attacking their chosen mercenary. Renaldo had planned to go after the hooded man and his steed, but two of the enemy bore down on him from the sides. On his periphery he could see one of his men going against the stranger and being swept out of the saddle for his trouble. Then Renaldo lost sight of the man and the horse he so wanted.

 

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About the Author

Biography Xenia Melzer
Xenia Melzer was born and raised in a small village in the South of Bavaria. As one of nature’s true chocoholics, she’s always in search of the perfect chocolate experience. So far, she’s had about a dozen truly remarkable ones. Despite having been in close proximity to the mountains all her life, she has never understood why so many people think snow sports are fun. There are neither chocolate nor horses involved and it’s cold by definition, so where’s the sense? She does not like beer either and has never been to the Oktoberfest – no quality chocolate there.
Even though her mind is preoccupied with various stories most of the time, Xenia has managed to get through school and university with surprisingly good grades. Right after school she met her one true love who showed her that reality is capable of producing some truly amazing love stories itself.
While she was having her two children, she started writing down the most persistent stories in her head as a way of relieving mommy-related stress symptoms. As it turned out, the stress-relief has now become a source of the same, albeit a positive one.
When she’s not writing, she teaches English at school, enjoys riding and running, spending time with her kids, and dancing with her husband. If you want to contact her, please visit either her website, http://www.xeniamelzer.com or write her an email: info@xeniamelzer.com .

 

 

 

It’s release day for Tiny House!

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Book #3 in the Buchanan House series–the full length novel Tiny House is ready to read. I love Nathan & Paulie and i hope you will too!

I’m hanging out on the Dreamspinner Blog today, chatting about Tiny House and giving away a free download of the audiobook version of Buchanan House! If you’d like to get to know Paulie a little better through music, you might enjoy the post. But beware, i’m asking for your guilty musical pleasure!

Blurb:

Pride weekend is over, but for Nathan Lucas, the summer is just heating up. He appears to have it all. He’s tall and blond, ripped and handsome, and half owner of Buchanan House, a successful gay retreat on Oregon’s beautiful central coast. But his joie de vivre hides a fear of abandonment. When he was twelve his mother had triplets, and instead of the cherished only child, Nathan became a scapegoat for his exhausted parents, and he has never truly dealt with that pain.

Portland chef Paulie Nesbitt is head over heels in love with Nathan. They’ve been drinking buddies with benefits for years, while Paulie has not-so-secretly yearned for more. Paulie’s extra pounds and self-doubt have kept him from acting on his feelings. Their friends know they would make the perfect couple, but Nathan and Paulie will have to let go of past insecurities if they want a future together.

 

Excerpt:

Nathan pulled himself up by his pink feather boa when the first guests arrived on Thursday. Sometime during the weekend, he’d honestly started feeling normal again. Normal for Nathan Lucas, anyway. Sure, he missed Felipe and Andres, but it was fun working with Alex and Derek, and having Paulie around… well, that was more than fun. Paulie’s steady presence was a balm to Nathan’s soul. It didn’t hurt that he was as skilled and talented a chef as Eric, and as quick with a smile or a hug. Nathan could see Buchanan House getting by just fine with the five of them and Tim.

Still, it was relief, after the bustle of Pride and the stress following, that no big activities had been planned. The guests all slept late, indulged in the decadent food, and enjoyed the garden and the beach. The new workout gazebo was a big hit. Sunday, when the guests checked out, every one left with smiles and promises to return for another perfectly relaxing getaway.

Nathan said good-bye to the last guest and went looking for Paulie. He wasn’t in the kitchen, and Eric, Alex, and Derek seemed deep in conversation. They didn’t notice him, so Nathan backed out quietly and kept looking.

He ran into Paulie coming down the stairs, carrying the bag he’d brought with him on Monday. “Paulie. Are you leaving?”

Paulie reached the bottom and put his bag down. “I have to go back to work tomorrow.”

Nathan felt a jolt of panic that stole his voice for a few seconds. Rationally he knew Paulie would have to return to Portland, but that didn’t mean Nathan wanted to let him go. “You don’t have to. I mean, we can pay you. I should’ve already offered to pay you. You’ve done so much—too much….” Nathan clamped his mouth shut before he could embarrass them both any more. Paulie was assistant to the head chef of a five-star Portland restaurant. Why would he want to stay at Buchanan House, practically in the middle of nowhere? “At least I was hoping to take you out for thank-you drinks before you went back.”

Paulie almost looked like he wanted to be convinced.

“What time do you have to be in tomorrow? We can make it an early night if….” With every word Nathan spoke, Paulie seemed more and more uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t. We could end up….” The soft blush creeping up Paulie’s neck and across his face said he was thinking they could end up hooking up.

Nathan reached out and squeezed Paulie’s shoulder. “I suppose we could. It would be fun.”

Paulie sighed, and panic cut through Nathan again. “I can’t. I should’ve said something sooner.”

“No. It’s okay. If you’re not up to going out, I’ll make you a drink and we can relax on the beach or….” Nathan’s voice failed as Paulie shook his head.

“I can’t because I promised I’d be home tonight.”

“Promised who?” A familiar ache flared in Nathan’s chest—the same ache that bloomed whenever he watched Eric and Tim being adorably in love.

“I’m seeing someone.”

“Oh.” After a few seconds, Nathan remembered he should be happy for Paulie. “Oh. Congratulations. Who’s the lucky guy? Anyone I know?”

“No. He started at the restaurant about six months ago. Before that he lived in Idaho.”

“Oh.” Nathan couldn’t stop saying oh, and felt like an idiot. “Oh.”

They stood at the base of the stairs for a few moments, and then Paulie sighed and picked up his bag. “Take care, Nathan.”

“Oh. Yes. You too. Drive carefully, Paulie.”

Nathan watched, helpless, as Paulie left without a backward glance or even a good-bye hug. He stood in the center of the lobby and stared at the closed door. He heard the thunk of Paulie’s car door and then the engine and the crunch of tires on gravel.

 

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It’s release day for my free short Pride Weekend!

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Book #2 in the Buchanan House series–the smexy little short “Pride Weekend” is ready to read. I love Adam & Silas and i hope you will too!

I’m hanging out on the Dreamspinner Blog today, chatting about Pride Weekend and giving away a free download of the audiobook version of Buchanan House!

Blurb:

Overworked cubicle jockey Adam Byron wants to attend Oregon Coast Pride in style but the price of a room at Buchanan House, a popular gay retreat on the central coast, is beyond his budget. So he won’t miss out, he advertises online for someone to share expenses. Corporate drone Silas Grant responds to Adam’s ad, and the two get to know each other via texts before meeting at the coast. They agree on a no-pressure roommate arrangement, yet once they meet face-to-face their attraction is undeniable. Desire might simmer well beyond Pride weekend, no matter how hard Adam and Silas try to live up to their noncommitment pact.

 

Excerpt:

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I didn’t lose my nerve, but with how tentative and quiet Adam stayed while I chatted with our hosts and every other guest at the party, I took things slower than I would’ve liked. The last thing I wanted was for him to think I was a player. Maybe he just wasn’t used to being surrounded by a roomful of horny gay men. Or maybe he was naturally quiet in real life. Whatever his reasons, I could respect them, but I wouldn’t be deterred. I would find out what his body looked like, what it felt like against mine, what it tasted like.

And I would ignore the flare of jealousy I felt whenever another man checked out his ass or rested a hand on his arm.

Everyone flirted with everyone else—it’s just the way it worked at parties like that, and it didn’t necessarily mean anything. Except one couple kept eyeing him and whispering. Maybe hoping for a threesome, or foursome. When they started to approach us, after the other guests had left to go gambling or dancing in Lincoln City, I used a ruse to get Adam outside alone. It had worked on me the first time I had drinks at a party, in my sophomore year of high school, and it worked just as well on Adam. If he knew he hadn’t stumbled, he didn’t seem to care. The unquestioning way he let me take him outside had my dick filling before we cleared the porch. I didn’t think I could wait through the sunset, but it was pretty, so I stuck it out.

I wasn’t the only one who felt tortured, a fact that became obvious as soon as I let my arm rest in his lap.

“Do you want another drink?”

He flinched a little when I spoke. Neither of us had said a word for the past hour. Or maybe he startled because I increased the pressure of my arm against his cock at the same time.

“No, thanks. I’m good.”

I don’t doubt that. “How about if we go upstairs?”

He sighed, almost as though he’d been holding his breath and waiting for me to ask. “That sounds good.”

I didn’t really want to let go of him, but, physics. Once we stood and started moving toward the house, things happened fast. Almost fast enough. We raced up the back staircase—there didn’t seem to be time to go through the party room and then the lobby to take the indoor stairs. I pulled him by the hand until we reached the door to our room. Adam’s key was in a pocket without a button closure, so I reached inside and took it. I slipped my left hand back into that pocket while I unlocked the door with my right. Neither operation went quickly or smoothly, but that first handful—the first time I wrapped a hand around his hard cock, even through the fabric of his pocket—was a life-altering experience.

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Release Day! Thárros by C. Kennedy is out!

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Thárros. Greek. Meaning courage
Courage. n. /ˈkərij/
1. The ability to do something that frightens one.
2. Strength in the face of fear, pain, or grief.
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Courage is resistance to fear,
mastery of fear,
not the absence of fear. ~Mark Twain

High school senior Michael Sattler leads a charmed life. Almost. He has great friends, parents who love him just the way he is, and he was a champion hurdler until someone took out his knee when they kidnapped his boyfriend. Yet, Michael is determined to make the USATF tryouts in spite of his injuries.

Christy Castle is Michael’s entire world. Healing from years of abuse, his abduction by a predator has left him hiding a new secret as he tries to start his life again. Together, Michael and Christy work to recover from their wounds in time to make prom and graduate high school. To complicate matters, Christy is astonished to learn a fellow victim from his native Greece has survived. Christy will stop at nothing to bring him to the US to keep him safe.

But the prosecution of Christy’s kidnapper looms large in their futures and the struggle to return to normal only worsens. Christy’s past continues to haunt them and, when the prosecution turns ugly and Christy’s new life is torn apart, only their unrelenting courage and determination can save them from the nightmare that threatens to destroy their future together.

 

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About Cody

Cody is an award-winning author who lives, most of the time, on the West Coast of the United States. Raised on the mean streets and back lots of Hollywood by a Yoda-look-alike grandfather, Cody doesn’t conform, doesn’t fit in, is epic awkward, and lives to perfect a deep-seated oppositional defiance disorder. In a constant state of fascination with the trivial, Cody contemplates such weighty questions as If time and space are curved, then where do all the straight people come from? When not writing, Cody can be found taming waves on western shores, pondering the nutritional value of sunsets, appreciating the much-maligned dandelion, unhooking guide ropes from stanchions, and marveling at all things ordinary. Among many other awards, Omorphi was a runner up in the 2014 Rainbow Awards, and Slaying Isidore’s Dragons was a finalist in the 2015 Rainbow Awards. Cody does respond to blog comments and emails because, after all, it is all about you, the reader.

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Last bit from Torque…

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Happy Caturday Snippetteers!

This will be my last snippet from Torque. I have an event coming up on March 30 (besides blowing out candles :)) and will switch over to snippets from the next two books in the Buchanan House series to get ready for it.

The snippet below is from the same scene as last week’s, where Mercy found Mick fixing the Bug on the side of the road. Things have happened since then and Mercy’s just told Mick about the day she realized she wanted to present as female all the time.

He wasn’t floored by the revelation even though he probably should’ve been. He’d never known anyone who would dare talk about “wanting to be a girl”. Now that he thought about it, he’d never considered that anyone born with a dick would feel that way. After only a fraction of a second Mick decided it didn’t matter at all. Nothing had changed. He still wanted her. And still wished he didn’t.

 

Thanks for reading!

Don’t forget to head back to the Rainbow Snippets FB Group, where you’ll find links to more snippets of queer fiction from new and established authors. You might find historical fiction, YA, something sweet or something spicy, but the common thread is that all main characters will identify as LGBTQ+.

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Torque CoverTorque by Charley Descoteaux

Sometimes letting things get complicated is the best way to figure it all out.

Mick Randall is on the run, from the biker culture he grew up in and his impossible vision of love. Alaska should be far enough to escape his old life—until he rolls into a wrecking yard and gets lost in a pair of pale, bottle-green eyes.

Scotty Bell has spent years learning to channel his fiery temper into the heat of a welding torch. His sexual heat has always been slower to ignite, but one look at Mick rouses confusion alongside desire. In all his life, he’s only been attracted to one other person—his best friend, Mercy Taylor.

Mick lands a temporary job at the yard, and finds an uneasy crash pad at Scotty’s place…where the ragged ends of his emotions get tangled up in Scotty and Mercy’s relationship.

But when Mick hears a Harley engine from his past bearing down on him, his first instinct is to go back to the half-life he’d been living. Lest his secrets destroy the only two people who’ve ever made him feel whole.

Product Warnings

Contains references to abuse, subversive ideas about sexual identity and gender expression, and a free-range bisexual on a mission.

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What’s a name anyway?

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Happy Caturday Snippetteers!

I have to run to a job interview, but will be around the rest of the weekend to read everyone’s snippets. 🙂

This snippet is very soon after last week’s, when we left Mercy walking toward Mick after his car had left him on the side of the road. It’s a little longer than 6, but since Torque has been published I don’t have the freedom to use creative punctuation. Even if my editor would forgive me it just doesn’t seem right to mess with her work.

Oh, and Mercy’s referring to the car in her first line of dialogue.

 

“What’s her name?” Mercy leaned her hip against the side of the car. The position of her body made curves that previously had been invisible pop into alluring view.

Mick tried for all he was worth not to stare, not to do the one thing that had always been on his list of things he had to do to be safe. If he stared at Mercy’s tits, he might end up with a black eye. “Name?”

“She doesn’t have a name? I thought car guys all liked to name their cars.”

Mick shrugged. He didn’t want to talk about past names that had been hung on the Bug or whether he was really a car guy. What he wanted was to take a long hard look at Mercy’s tits.

Oh fuck.

 

Thanks for reading!

Don’t forget to head back to the Rainbow Snippets FB Group, where you’ll find links to more snippets of queer fiction from new and established authors. You might find historical fiction, YA, something sweet or something spicy, but the common thread is that all main characters will identify as LGBTQ+.

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Torque CoverTorque by Charley Descoteaux

Sometimes letting things get complicated is the best way to figure it all out.

Mick Randall is on the run, from the biker culture he grew up in and his impossible vision of love. Alaska should be far enough to escape his old life—until he rolls into a wrecking yard and gets lost in a pair of pale, bottle-green eyes.

Scotty Bell has spent years learning to channel his fiery temper into the heat of a welding torch. His sexual heat has always been slower to ignite, but one look at Mick rouses confusion alongside desire. In all his life, he’s only been attracted to one other person—his best friend, Mercy Taylor.

Mick lands a temporary job at the yard, and finds an uneasy crash pad at Scotty’s place…where the ragged ends of his emotions get tangled up in Scotty and Mercy’s relationship.

But when Mick hears a Harley engine from his past bearing down on him, his first instinct is to go back to the half-life he’d been living. Lest his secrets destroy the only two people who’ve ever made him feel whole.

Product Warnings

Contains references to abuse, subversive ideas about sexual identity and gender expression, and a free-range bisexual on a mission.

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