In all his relationships, Darren Fielding never found the level of intimacy he witnessed between Thomas Williams and his sub, Peter, the day of Peter’s “rebirth.” Not only that, he never realized such intimacy was possible. For two years, Thomas’s business card has been burning a hole in his wallet. When Darren’s lover moves on, maybe it’s finally time to see where that card takes him.
Collars & Cuffs’s new barman, JJ Taylor, is really conflicted right now. He went to the club with a very specific purpose, already convinced of what he’d find there. Except it’s not what he expected at all. He certainly didn’t anticipate finding himself drawn to the new wannabe Dom. Nor could he have guessed the direction that attraction would lead him.
Old love, new love, vows, pain, rage, moving in, moving on…. The members of Collars & Cuffs face an event that touches some of them deeply, but it will only reinforce what they already know: together they are stronger, and some bonds cannot be broken.
Book Name: Endings and Beginnings
Series: Collars & Cuffs
This is the final book in the series, which should be read from Beginning to End. 😉 (See what we did there?)
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
Release Date: July 18, 2016
Pages or Words: 121,429
Categories: Contemporary, BDSM, Fiction, M/M Romance
“Honey, I’m home.”
Leo kissed him soundly on the cheek. “Aw, but you’d look great in an apron, holding a glass of beer out for your weary, hard-working hubby.” He smirked. “And besides, no one in their right mind would call you little.”
Alex quirked his eyebrows. “One, you don’t drink beer, which is why there’s a glass of chilled chardonnay on the living room table, waiting for you. Two, excuse me—weary? Hard-working? You’ve been standing around in leather chaps and a harness, watching while guys do all manner of things to each other, which probably included a lot of fucking, because, hey, it’s Saturday night, right?”
Leo sighed happily. “What can I say? I love my job.”
Make sure to read part one of the ‘Secrets’ at Full Moon Dreaming!
Jeff: Oh, sure. Why not? I’ve already embarrassed myself enough times that by now it’s second nature. You know that I had been taking drugs, right? I needed them to get through the problems in my life. I tried really hard not to take them, but they seemed to make things easier. Well, my secret is that sometimes when I’ve disappointed Damien, I wish I had a pill hidden somewhere. Something that will take that expression from his face so I don’t have to see it. Dr. Herne tells me that’s normal. She says my mind remembers the numbness and how good it felt, but my body remembers what happened to it while I was under the influence. I don’t want to take another pill, because I know that no matter what I do from then on, Damian will always look at me with disappointment.
Damian: So everyone has to do this? Okay, I guess. My secret is that sometimes I miss being a Dom. Going to the club, using a sub for the night, then coming home all relaxed and boneless, having a glass of wine, then sleeping until late the next day. It’s taken a lot of hard work and energy to get to where I am with Jeff.
And in the early days, I found myself wondering if it was worth the effort. But as we grew into our roles, corrected the mistakes each of us made, and actually started communicating, I berated myself. One of the things about being a Dom is helping your submissive in reaching his potential. Though Jeff’s not my sub, I still get the glow of helping to guide him as he strives to become more than what he ever thought possible.
Dorian: Sure, why not? After what I did, it’s not like I have much left in the way of dignity. You’ve seen the tattoo on my back. The one that says ‘Alan’s’ along with the brand that says ‘Loch’? Sometimes in the quiet of the night, I think back to that night in Germany, and I can’t help wonder if I deserved what they did to me. I’d done some downright awful things at Collars & Cuffs, including almost breaking up Master Leo and Alex. I figure that what happened might have been penance of a sort. I admit to being an awful person back then, and if what happened to me was retribution, then I gladly accept that. But not for the reason you might think. I was on a destructive downward spiral. I was so desperate to find what I thought I was missing, that I would have done even worse. But then Alan came to me, and showed me I wasn’t really missing anything. I was just looking in the wrong place for it.
Alan: Are you sure you want to hear this? It won’t paint me in a very good light, I’m afraid. Everyone says, “Oh, I want to kill them’ at some point in their lives. Usually they don’t really mean it. But if I could get my hands on the men who hurt Dorian. Who fucking branded him, and made him feel worthless? I would kill them. And it wouldn’t be fast. I would make sure they suffered like he did. I would ensure that their last minutes would be agonizing, and they’d actually beg me to kill them. But I have a more pressing responsibility now. Dorian’s become my life, and if I were to go out and act in vengeance, I would lose that. So while I may harbor thoughts of revenge, I’m afraid they’ll have to remain locked away. Or maybe I could write a book, and put those men into it. Never anger a writer, gentlemen.
Jarod: Well, by now everyone has seen me at my worst, so why not? The first time I realized I thought of Eli as my master, and not Phillip, I felt a disconnect. Like how could I forget the man who’d given me everything? Who was everything? But then I remember who Phillip was. The kind, caring man who loved with his whole heart. I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that he wouldn’t want me to mourn him forever. He’d be so angry with me if I hadn’t gone out and found love. But there are still times I miss him with an ache that I can’t imagine ever being bridged. When Eli first found out, I thought he’d be angry or, at the very least, hurt. What did he do? He wrapped me in his arms and held me. He told me there was nothing wrong with missing Phillip. That he’d always be a part of me, and Eli was grateful that I had him in my life, because he helped me become the person Eli had fallen in love with. So when I think of Phillip now, I do it with a sense of pride, because I’m happy once more, and I’m thankful for what he did for a scared young man, who he helped become the person he was meant to be.
Eli: My secret isn’t really much of one. I know that Jarod loves me, and I love him. But there are times that I find myself with just a hint of jealousy over the life he shared with Phillip. Not the love they had. That I’m grateful for, because Jarod deserves to be loved. No, what I’m jealous of is that Phillip could give Jarod the kind of life I never could. I think of it as a grand gesture when I’m able to take him to dinner once every few months, because our household budget doesn’t have the money to spend on extravagances. Then I think that Phillip could call up a jet to take Jarod out for dinner in France because he had a craving for escargot or something. How can I compete with that? But then I see him in the kitchen, singing along to something on the radio, putting together our lunch of beans and toast, and he’s…happy. Then I feel slightly ashamed that I though Jarod could ever be interested in that kind of life over the one we share now.
Darren: I’m going to admit it, but I’ve never really said it out loud. I was so glad when Michael told me that we were through, and that he was moving out of our place. We never really clicked in the way I thought we would. Hell, I never clicked with anyone the way I hoped. Ever since seeing Peter and Thomas together, I don’t know that I could ever find that in any of the relationships I had. But when Michael moved out, I recalled I had a card in my wallet that invited me to check out a club. And you know what? I’m going to do it.
JJ: Secrets? Oh, I have one. But if you want to know what it is, you’re going to have to read ‘Endings and Beginnings’ by K.C. Wells and Parker Williams. When you find out what I’ve been hiding from everyone, you’ll probably be shocked. But what’s more, when you find out where it leads me, you may be angry.
Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C. WELLS always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way. K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, when the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings—writing about men in love was even hotter….
K.C. now writes full-time and is loving every minute of her new career. The laptop still has no idea of what hit it… it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.
And as for those men in love that she writes about? The list of stories just waiting to be written is getting longer… and longer….
Where to find K.C. Wells:
Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/KCWells/223608907761521
Parker Williams (or at least his voices):
Good day! We are the voices that live inside Will’s head. The ones who whisper to him constantly, beckoning him to speak of our adventures, to tell of our love, and perhaps, if we’re in a mood, kill a person or two.
We guide his hand as he tells our tales where love is the most powerful force, but must be worked for, molded, and finally, embraced. There can be no shortcuts or substitutions on the path to a happily ever after.
We hope you will join with us as Will fulfills his obligation to ensure our stories are told and, we hope, enjoyed.
Where to find Parker Williams:
Connect with Parker on: Twitter: @ParkerWAuthor
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