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Dirty Daddies Pride 2022 Anthology: Release Blitz, Exclusive Excerpt and Giveaway

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The Daddies are back and dirtier than ever! 

Love comes in all shapes, sizes, and gender pairings, and these 26 brand new, smoking hot daddies are here to prove it. No matter how you like your daddies — stern and sexy or sweet and cuddly — this anthology has a little something for everyone.

With Stories By Pepper North, Daryl Banner, Delia Grace, Siobhan Smile, Aster Rae, Jacki James, Nora Phoenix, M.A. Innes, P. D. Carter, KM Neuhold, Della Cain, Emma Alcott, Chloe Lynn Ellis, Dakota Trace, Mika Lane, Jamie Merrick, Chara Croft, Gianni Holmes, Morticia Knight, Ava Sinclair, Lesley Clark, Kelly Fox, Mia Monroe, Reese Morrison, Sammi Cee, Lorelei M. Hart, and Maren Smith.

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I have to admit, he looks cute when he’s caught.

“Don’t run,” I tell him the second he moves. “I’m not gonna chase after you or call the police.”

To my surprise, the boy actually stops and stares at me, staying right in place.

Hmm, that wasn’t expected.

“But I will, however, encourage you to give back what you stole,” I go on.

His pretty face twists with a frown. “Stole?”

“You heard me.”

“I didn’t steal anything.”

I roll my eyes. “Really? You’re gonna play dumb with me? We’re gonna do this song and dance?”

He shrugs defiantly. “You must be mixing me up with some other guy.”

“You’ve been stealing from my bar. Multiple times.”

“Oh, is that what you’re talking about?” he asks as he lifts his eyebrows in mock surprise, his forehead wrinkling up adorably. “I didn’t steal anything, sir. The nuts were out on the table for anyone. They’re free.”

“Not that full-ass can you had in your hand, which you could have only gotten from my inventory room. And not to mention a twelve-pack of Pepsi, which you also took.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, I think you do.”

“I can outrun you, y’know.”

This kid sure is pretty damned cocky. “Yeah, sure you can, but you can’t outrun whatever you think you’re gettin’ away with. Someday, it’s all gonna catch up to you, and it’s better it happens now with me than while sittin’ behind bars in a county jail, I can promise you that.”

We’re squared off on the side of Boardwalk Street with a good ten or twelve feet between us. The sun has crept far enough down the sky to turn the streetlights on.

If he runs now, I may lose him for good.

But the longer I look into his eyes, the less sure I am about why I’m here. Is it really about stolen snacks? There’s a story behind this boy’s eyes. A troubling story. Is he just some brat burning time while his parents enjoy the island? Or is this a runaway situation? What am I facing here?

“Do you need food?” I ask a touch more sensitively. “Are your parents being dicks? You on the run? Tell me what’s going on with you.”

“Fuck my parents. I’m eighteen. They don’t control me or tell me what to do.”

Ah, the new-adult confidence of an eighteen-year-old. I can remember that feeling like it was yesterday. “Hey, I’m just making sure you’re alright.”

“I’ll worry about myself,” he says, taking a step back. “You can just fuck off.”

“That’s not the way you speak to the guy whose nuts you’ve been stealing.”

“I don’t know what you’re—”

“You obviously like my nuts. You keep getting your hands on them. You like my nuts, boy?” I take another step toward him. “You want more of my nuts?”

He blushes, annoyed. “Stop saying ‘nuts’ like that.”

Pepper North
Daryl Banner
Delia Grace
Siobhan Smile
Aster Rae
Jacki James
Nora Phoenix
M.A. Innes
P. D. Carter
KM Neuhold
Della Cain
Chloe Lynn Ellis
Dakota Trace
Mika Lane
Jamie Merrick
Chara Croft
Gianni Holmes
Morticia Knight
Lesley Clark
Kelly Fox
Mia Monroe
Reese Morrison
Sammi Cee
Lorelei M. Hart
Emma Alcott
Ava Sinclair
Maren Smith

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A Foot in the Door (An Open Doors Novel) by Vinni George: Exclusive Excerpt and New Release Review

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The student…

If he wants a job when he finishes grad school, Tanner Brown needs to get a foot in the door. But when he arrives at the country’s largest statistics conference to find he has nowhere to stay, he’s not sure it’s worth it. Especially when he realizes his hot faculty crush just witnessed his embarrassment from a front row seat.

The professor…

Dr. Beckett James is happily focused on his career until one of his former students slides into his line of sight. Tanner is brilliant and engaging, and when he ends up without a room, Beckett has no choice but to offer him a place to stay for the weekend. Even if it means testing his restraint.

The problem…

When their conference fling turns into an on-campus complication, Tanner and Beckett will have to control the variables that threaten to keep them apart or risk losing their chance at a happy ending before it’s even begun.

A Foot in the Door is the third full-length novel in the Open Doors series featuring a statistics professor who makes a mean curry, a ginger-haired student with a bright future, and an offer neither can refuse.

A Foot in the Door

By Vinni George

Open Doors, Book 3

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The crack and hiss of an opening soda can sounded behind me, and I heard Tanner clear his throat as he poured the fizzy water into the glass. “So how did you learn to cook?”

“Oh, um, my mom. She’s Indian and a feminist and made sure both my sister and I knew our way around the kitchen. Though, honestly, I think that might have been in part because my dad is the kind of guy who can burn water, and she wanted to make sure we wouldn’t starve if she had a late class.”

Tanner’s brow creased. “What does she do?”

“English professor. Her area of interest is modernism. She’s doing a guest faculty spot at Oxford this year.”

“So is your dad a lawyer, then?”

I gave him a confused look. “No, he’s a computer engineer.”

Tanner spun his glass on the countertop between his hands. “Oh, I thought maybe since you went into academia like your mom that your sister followed in your dad’s footsteps.”

A laugh bubbled up from my chest because there was no way Tanner could have known how completely different my sister and my dad were in every sense of the word. “Nope. Trudy is her own person and a bit of an anomaly.”

“Fair enough.”

“What about you? Are you following in someone’s footsteps?”

It was Tanner’s turn to chuckle, and I leaned back against the counter to watch as his face broke into a grin. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t noticed the cut of his jaw or the fullness of his lips, and seeing him smile was a delight.

“Not at all. My mom does medical coding for a local hospital, and my dad is a mechanic. I’m the first person in my family to go to grad school, and quite frankly, neither of my parents really understand what I’m studying or what I hope to do.”

“I feel that. Even though my mom is in academia, English is a far cry from statistics. She doesn’t get why I’d rather study numbers than words.”

Tanner laughed, and the sound echoed through the kitchen and settled in my chest. “Like modernism is so easy to understand.”

“Right? But she’s obsessed. Has been as long as I’ve been alive and probably long before that. I mean, how else does a half-Indian kid end up with the name Beckett Eliot?”

“I was going to ask,” Tanner said with another laugh.

“Eh, my sister has it worse. Gertrude Virginia.”

Tanner grimaced. “Yikes.”

I’ve really been enjoying this series. All the men are very different and in different situations. Which, side note, HUGE props to the author on the timeline of these books. It isn’t easy to write a book where you can tell that something happens to another couple in “their book”, and keeping it within the timeline. It is easier, with a series, to have one couple go through their book, then move to the next. These books all have very intertwined timelines, and I just loved it!

These two met when Tanner was in Beckett’s class previously, but didn’t connect until Tanner is stranded at a conference and Beckett saves him by giving him a place to stay. Tanner, a poor grad student, is almost done with his degree, and ready to look for a job in his chosen career, and in fact he went back to school after working for several years, so he’s an older student, setting him with some real world experience with Beckett. He can only hope to work for the company that Beckett’s friend owns.

Beckett meanwhile never missed love, couldn’t have cared less about it, but in no time flat fell hard for Tanner. This led to the conflict of teacher/student at the same school, then later while Tanner was chosen to participate in a competition that would net him a job at the company of his dreams. I won’t spoil it, but what Beckett did was pretty cr@ppy, in my estimation. There could have been about 10 other options he could have chosen, and he went for the worst option…which, of course, they needed conflict, but this was not what I had expected, and it kind of left me heartbroken, as well.

All in all, though, I found the book entertaining, and enjoyed the geekiness of these guys when it came to numbers and patterns. They really were a very good match for each other. The cover fit the description of Beckett, to a T, as well.

I’m definitely looking forward to the next book in the series, Brody and Phin. There was some serious tension going on with these two during A Foot in the Door.

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Vinni George has been a lover of romance novels (of all shapes, sizes, and colors) since she first got her hands on one of her grandmother’s Harlequins and has never looked back. She lives in Ohio with her two favorite guys (her husband and son) and, hopefully—one day—a dog. When not writing her own stories, she can be found helping to polish other people’s novels. In her spare time, Vinni dabbles in performance art, quilting, and various culinary pursuits and enjoys traveling.

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The Shepherd (The Game Series Book 6) by Cara Dee: RB, Excerpt and New Release Review

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The Game Series Book 6 Standalone High-Protocol M/s Family MMM

Get cozy and strap in for the family side of a kinkster’s life puzzle, where the kids have homework before the grown-ups can sneak in some playtime, where three men share a dream they barely dare believe in, and where you bring out the toy bag when the little ones take a nap.

I was fresh out of boot camp and somewhere in the desert when I started picturing what my life after the Marines would look like. I’d always wanted a big family and a place out in the sticks.

At forty-five, I could only scratch my head and wonder what the hell had happened. I knew I should be grateful. I had my farmhouse. Rescue dogs and chickens too. I had a rowdy bunch nieces and nephews. I had amazing friends. I’d started a kink community with some of them. But it killed me to come home to an empty house at the end of the day. It hurt that nobody seemed to be interested in anything beyond pain sessions and casual playtime. Even my best friend Sloan pulled away from me. He was struggling to make ends meet with four kids, and I had a big house. They should move in with me, dammit.

I guess it made perfect sense that after so many years of wondering, waiting, and grumbling, a single week changed it all. My “the one who got away” showed up at a kink event, and Sloan shared a drunken confession that screwed with my head.

It was time to improvise, adapt, and…start believin’ in pipe dreams.
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The Game Series is a BDSM series where romance meets the reality of kink. Sometimes we fall for someone we don’t match with, sometimes vanilla business gets in the way of kinky pleasure, and sometimes we have to compromise and push ourselves to overcome trauma and insecurities. No matter what, one thing is certain. This is not a perfect world—and maybe that’s why the happily ever after feels so good.

Series: The Game Series #6 (Standalone)
Genre: Gay Romance/BDSM Romance
Tags: #TheGameSeries #HighProtocol #MMMRomance #Masterslave #McleanHouse #SecondChancesRomance #FoundFamily #PipeDreamsCanComeTrue

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Kingsley and Tate saw me before I pulled over to the curb, and Sloan bent over to hurl again. Then Tate said something to Sloan that made my buddy flip him off, so that had to be good. I was glad they were on friendly terms on the first night they’d ever met.

I got out of my truck as soon as I’d killed the engine, and I couldn’t stick to one of the many fucked-up emotions that simmered below the surface. Relief, wariness, a shit-ton of annoyance… Exhaustion won out. I was fucking tired.

“Hey, gorgeous.” Tate grinned at me.

That sparked some humor at least, and I smirked a little on my way to Sloan. “Hey, kid. Sorry for sending y’all on a midnight adventure.”

“Don’t be,” he replied quickly. “I’m highly invested now.”

I snorted, not surprised. He and Ivy were the gossip slingers in our community—and I meant that in a fairly affectionate way. Aside from being too nosy for their own good, they meant well and wanted what was best for their friends. They didn’t spread bullshit, just theories about people’s love lives.

Approaching Sloan, I saw he was clutching a Coke can in one hand, and he had a half-empty bottle of water next to his feet.

The beanie on the sidewalk looked like his too.

He groaned and retched once more.

I sighed and placed a hand on his back. “You realize I’m done listenin’ to you, right?”

He coughed and croaked. “What’re you talking about?”

Wasn’t it fucking obvious?

“I’m talking about you pushing people away when they wanna help you.” I could hear the impatience seeping through. I had to cool it. “I ain’t doin’ it anymore, Sloan. You’re coming home with me, and tomorrow we’re picking up the kids.”

He straightened up again, and he flicked me a drunk, guarded look before he chugged from his Coke.

I noticed he’d put some piercings back in. A handful in his ears, the barbell between his eyebrows.

He made a cute, rugged, hot drunk. Bloodshot eyes included.

He wiped his mouth and peered down at the ground. He was wearing his supposed lucky All Stars. They were green and had passed their expiration date by a few years. But it had to be pure luck he hadn’t thrown up on them.

“I can’t stay with you, Shep,” he muttered hoarsely.

Nope, we weren’t doing this.

“I beg to differ.” I extended an arm and pointed to the truck. “Let’s get you outta hea’.”

“No,” he snapped. He nearly stumbled over the water bottle as he took a few steps away from me. “I’m goin’ home. I can walk.”

That was funny. “You’re gonna walk to Ashton Heights?”

It would take a sober person at least twenty, thirty minutes. Sloan wouldn’t make it past this street before he passed out in the gutter.

He made a face and sought out the nearest street sign. “Where are we?”

“Crystal City,” Tate answered.

“Oh. Right.” Sloan looked like he was gonna be sick again.

“I’m guessing you’ve been at Carol’s,” I said. Once in a blue moon, they had dinner together with the children, and it usually ended in a fight.

“Whatever,” he mumbled, clearly not wanting to talk about it. “Just take me home.” He pressed a hand to his stomach, his face contorted in discomfort, and he picked up his beanie and walked unsteadily toward the truck. “Not goin’ to your fuckin’ whore ranch…”

Oh-ho. My eyebrows went way up there. I invited my new partner to stay with me, and now I was running a whore ranch. Damn.

With a heavy sigh, I turned to Kingsley and Tate. “You’ve done more than enough—you can head on home. I’m sorry I woke you up.” Really, I was.

“No problem at all, buddy,” Kingsley assured.

“I’m not going anywhere,” Tate stated bluntly. “We’re staying until—”

“And you know what?” Sloan interrupted forcefully and turned back around to stagger toward me. “I’m sick of you not seein’ me.” What the fuck? “You bitch about bein’ lonely, but what am I? Shit under your shoe? A seat filler until you bring home the next bottom? Hell, I could be a bottom for you.”

No, really, what in the fresh fuck.

He didn’t just say that.

I frowned. My brain slowed down when I needed it to do the goddamn opposite—but he did not fucking say that.

“What did you just say?” I managed to get out.

This installment in The Games series gives us something we don’t always see a lot of stories about. Total Power Exchange (TPE) and/or domestic servitude. Previous books dealt with other kinks with the main kink being some sort of D/s situation. Which plays out different. Master/slave, Daddy, little, Dom/sub. Etc.

Greer is a founding member at McLean House. A kind community of some 150 or so members. And while he is well known in the community as a Dom who is always there for a demo, or a private session, he hasn’t had a relationship in far too long. He had all but given up on his dreams of a family because he thought being 45 was too old to start.

We start with a flashback of Greer meeting Archie. It was fun and sweet but then ended and we go to present day. And while we do revisit their meeting and what happened, I think it would have packed more of a punch to see it played out in real time. Then we would really know WHY Greer had cut himself off from maybe having a relationship.

Greer is also in love with his best friend. But either doesn’t know it or won’t admit it. But everyone else knows. The biggest issue there is that they are both Doms. Ok, and he doesn’t want to mess up the best friend thing.

In a pretty convoluted way, Archie and Greer meet up again, make amends and almost immediately begin a trial run of a M/s TPE situation. It seemed very one sided. Which Greer actually addresses. But Archie seemed to just jump right in. Yes, he did it part time on weekends with a couple for a bit. But he literally doesn’t do anything wrong. There’s no correction, no guidance.

Greer also wants to push Archie’s limits but hasn’t yet. Book 2 is coming.

And then we also get Sloan! I’ll just let you read about what happened there. But suffice it to say 2 went to 3 and are going to become 4. Should be interesting.

I liked the story and all of the characters. I am wondering if what happened at the end of the book at McLean will be a plot point and if so how. Overall I wanted more romance, more of the TPE dynamic playing out, just…more. But again, I think I will get this in book 2.

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I’m often awkwardly silent or, if the topic interests me, a chronic rambler. In other words, I can discuss writing forever and ever. Fiction, in particular. The love story—while a huge draw and constantly present—is secondary for me, because there’s so much more to writing romance fiction than just making two (or more) people fall in love and have hot sex. 

There’s a world to build, characters to develop, interests to create, and a topic or two to research thoroughly. 

Every book is a challenge for me, an opportunity to learn something new, and a puzzle to piece together. I want my characters to come to life, and the only way I know to do that is to give them substance—passions, history, goals, quirks, and strong opinions—and to let them evolve.

I want my men and women to be relatable. That means allowing room for everyday problems and, for lack of a better word, flaws. My characters will never be perfect.

Wait…this was supposed to be about me, not my writing.

I’m a writey person who loves to write. Always wanderlusting, twitterpating, kinking, cooking, baking, and geeking. There’s time for hockey and family, too. But mostly, I just love to write. 

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Beck (Bar 28 Book 4) by JJ Harper: Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt and Giveaway

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Finally, he’s found his perfect man. Will he be able to keep him?

Beck Thompson is out and proud. He has a job he loves and friends he considers his family. Okay, he doesn’t have a boyfriend, but chances are slim he’ll find the man who’ll accept all of him, his past and his tattoos. He’s happy. Sort of.

Until he sees the perfect man…with the same woman hanging on his arm every night. Damn.

Munro Sylvester has put every aspect of his life on hold to make his business a success. And he’s done it. But he’s never been true to himself.

One look at the gorgeous, colourful man changes everything. He knows he has to make the first move, but he may risk losing everything he’s worked so hard for.

Can Beck trust his heart that Munro is the one for him? Is Munro brave enough to come out and fight for their happily ever after?

Beck has a tattooed bartender who has never had any luck with love, a hard-working gym owner who’s never said “I’m gay” out loud, instant attraction, and well-meaning, meddling friends.

It is the fourth book in the BAR 28 series, a MM contemporary series. Each book can be read as a stand-alone, but you’ll enjoy them best by reading them in order. This series is based in the UK.

Title: BECK
Authors: JJ Harper
Length: 75k
Series: BAR 28, Book 4
Genre: Contemporary.
Tropes: Coming out, First time gay, Instant attraction.

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At the end of the night, I walked out, messing around with Leo and Gus and their boyfriends, and stopped dead in my tracks. Hot Guy was leaning against the wall.

“You go ahead,” I said to the guys, then ambled over to him. “Hey, you okay? Waiting for someone?”

He looked nervously at my friends, but they said goodnight and walked on. “Um, yeah. You, actually. Although I don’t know why. You made it clear you don’t want anything to do with me. But you’re kind of stuck in my head.”

I smiled just a little. I liked that idea. “So you decided to wait?”

He scrubbed the back of his head and nodded. “Yeah, I decided to wait. This isn’t something I usually do, so I’m a bit out of my depth.”

“Are you talking about being with a guy or waiting for one?” This wasn’t the way I’d thought the conversation would go. I was expecting “your place or mine?”. He hesitated. Oh shit, he’s not done this before. “Look, I’m flattered that you like me, but I’m not into playing games. Maybe you should work out what you want or who you are before you do this. If you’re still interested, then come back and see me.” I turned on my heel.

“No, wait.” He grabbed my wrist, not firmly, but the shock of his touch raced up my arm and through my body. His eyes widened. He must’ve felt it too, and he let go as if he’d burnt his fingers. “Please don’t go. I haven’t ever waited for someone. I haven’t felt like this before.”

“What do you want? I mean, it’s gone three in the morning, and I’ve just worked for eight hours. If you want a coffee, then now isn’t the time.”

Then his mouth was on mine. Like with his fingers around my wrist, it wasn’t aggressive, but fuck, it was powerful. His tongue swept over my lips, and instinctively I opened for him, and I got my first taste—rich with the faint taste of the beer he’d drunk. It was heat and passion, mixed with heady desire. As he deepened the kiss, I grasped his hips and pulled him against me. His hard-on pressed heavily to mine, and he groaned. I broke off the kiss. His lips were slick with spit, swollen from the intensity, and his eyes burnt with lust.

You will normally find her in the living room—typing away—with her wayward Great Dane, Siddiqi. As a hopeless romantic, JJ dives into her stories, always falling in love with her men, making sure they get the happy-ever-after they deserve, even if they do have to work hard for it.
JJ lives in a small, very quiet, village in Lincolnshire, UK, with her husband and dog, and spends all day dreaming up stories full of really hot men.

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We Choose You (Choice Versus Fate, Book 1) by Katy Manz: Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, New Release Review and Giveaway

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James and Aidan didn’t need fate. They had each other.

Alpha James and Beta Aiden love each other and don’t care what fate has to say about that. Mating doesn’t need to be based on pheromones and scents. And kids? There were many ways to build a family.

When fate comes knocking years later, James does what any wolf in his situation would—he runs away. He has a mate he loves more than anything, and they’re just about to get everything they want: a family. He can’t risk losing everything because Fate decided to be a butt.

Omega Riley scented his fated mate once months earlier, and the wolf ran away. He is coming to terms with his singledom. Everything is going as well as it can, that is, until his fated mate’s children walk into his classroom.

We Choose You is book one in the sweet with knotty heat MM shifter mpreg romance series: Choice Vs. Fate. It features an alpha wolf shifter who mated his beta best friend, the omega sent by fate, true love, twins who will steal your heart, adorable babies, and a guaranteed happy ever after.

We Choose You

By Katy Manz

Choice Versus Fate, Book 1

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The sweet aroma of coffee roused me from bed, but the sight of my mate’s bare ass in front of the coffeemaker aroused me in a completely different way. Now, I was hungry.

I slid behind him and buried my nose in the crook of his neck. My hands glided across his rounded cheeks. A decade together hadn’t quenched my hunger for this man, and I doubted several more ever could. He was ambrosia, and I wanted my feast.

“Mmmm. Someone is happy to see me this morning.” Aiden moaned as I kneaded his ass and nibbled my way down his neck to the place where our mate mark rested. Even after all these years, he was extra sensitive to my touch. One flick of a tongue over his mating mark, and we were ready to devour each other. It was a mate’s kryptonite, but neither of us ever complained about using it as such.

“I am always happy to see you, Mate,” I growled, and my hands moved from the back of his sexy body to the front. I grabbed his cock in one hand while feeling his stomach with the other. My cock was nestled nicely in the crack of his ass, waiting for the moment we were allowed entrance to his true home. “I missed you. You were gone much too long.”

The tour of his artwork was a marvelous opportunity, but it made me lonely when it took him away for so long. He felt the same, even if we didn’t discuss it often. Of course, it made the time we were home together extra special. Twelve days without my mate by my side was pure hell. I missed his voice, his face, his presence. But twelve days without him in my bed had me needing him so badly right now.

“I missed you, too, baby,” Aiden whimpered as our bodies rocked and my hands worked him over. “Want to go back to bed?”

I thought about it for a moment. With the silky sheets and languid kisses, I could take my time and worship his body as he deserved. But then I looked at the kitchen table behind me and had a better plan. The bedroom was much too far for my level of desire for this man.

“No, this will do.” I swirled us around to face the kitchen table and bent him over, taking a moment to fully appreciate the deliciousness of his backside. The bountiful cheeks and the beautiful hole would soon welcome me inside. I grabbed the lube I had brought downstairs knowing if I saw my mate this morning, there would be no time to get us to the bed. I applied a generous amount of lube as I worked him open, getting him ready for my long, thick alpha cock. As a beta, he didn’t create his own slick, so I ensured we always had enough lube. I kissed his neck and licked our mating mark. I would never grow tired of seeing it there. It filled a part of me with pride he was mine. Soon, he was ready for me to fill him, and I lined up my cock to his hole and buried myself deep within him. This man has always been my home and always will be.

This storyline definitely has potential. I like the idea of having fated mates, but instead choosing NOT to have your fated mate in your life, but the one you feel most connected to, as James and Aiden did. They were obviously very in love. Choosing a life together, when it meant they could not have their own families in their lives. Then later, finding Riley, who is James’ fated mate.

First, James avoids Riley, which is very upsetting, obviously to Riley. Then Aiden gets to know him first, and connects with him. Before they all connect and choose each other.

There were definitely holes in here for me, though. Perhaps it came back to how the length of the novella, so it didn’t give the reader a chance to connect with the MC’s themselves much before they were moving on to the the next thing in their life. It was difficult to want them to be together, when I just didn’t really know them well enough to feel they should have been together.

Definitely some sexy times, and in all sorts of naughty places. I just needed a bit more meat in the story, for my liking.

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Crown Court Killer (London Podcast Mystery #3): Blog Tour, Exclusive Excerpt, New Release Review and Giveaway

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Months after saving their flamboyant theatre friend from disaster, Dannel Ortea and Osian Garey are back with a thrilling murder investigation in the third London Podcast Mystery series novel.

Dannel and Osian’s breakfast double date rapidly devolves into a murder mystery when a dead body is found in their solicitor friend’s car. Wayne is taken for questioning by police. He was last seen arguing with the deceased.

When Wayne’s tie is identified as the murder weapon, it’s hard to refute the growing evidence stacked against him.

Convinced of their friend’s innocence, Dannel and Osian throw themselves into the investigation. When Wayne’s boyfriend, Roland, finds himself suspended from the police, they realise powerful people are involved in the murder.

With a philandering crown court judge, two disgruntled wives, and an angry client as suspects, the clock is ticking for them to find the killer before Wayne winds up arrested—or dead.

Author: Dahlia Donovan
Title: Crown Court Killer
Series: London Podcast Mystery, #3
Genre: Cosy Mystery
Release Date: May 27th
Word Count: Approx. 50k

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“We’re here.” Osian nudged him out of his thoughts. “Not sure the Uber driver wants to idle forever.”

“Sorry.” Dannel muttered an apology to the driver and got out of the car. He leaned his forehead against Osian’s shoulder after the vehicle had driven away. “Maybe we should’ve stopped for coffee.”

“Poor lad.” Osian reached up to gently massage Dannel’s neck. “It could always be worse.”

“How?”

“Chelsea could’ve already won.”

“Arse.” Dannel went to push him away when flashing lights caught his attention. “Ossie.”

“Hmm?” Osian followed his gaze to the numerous police vehicles blocking off a section of the car park. “Someone’s died.”

“Checked your crystal ball?”

“Don’t be daft.” Osian gestured to a group off to one side near the entrance to the building. They walked closer, trying to see what was happening. “Haider’s over there. Why else would they call him in, since he mostly handles homicides?”

“Rolly.” Dannel spotted his brother speaking with Detective Inspector Haider Khan. Roland was waving his hands about quite animatedly. “He’s not happy.”

“Inside voice,” Osian murmured. “Let’s not draw the attention of the nice constables and detectives just yet.”

“Look.” Dannel elbowed Osian in the side, nodding his head toward a familiar figure seated in the back of one of the police vehicles. “Not good.”

“Wayne locked up in the back is more than not good.” He caught Dannel by the arm, guiding him forward. “Let’s see if Haider will tell us anything.”

“Wayne’s car.”

They’d moved close enough to easily see the vehicle cordoned off with caution tape. Several detectives were inspecting the interior while others, who Dannel recognised from the coroner’s office, lifted a body out of the boot onto a stretcher. He had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“Danny.” Roland drew their attention, jogging over. He gripped Dannel’s arms tightly as if he’d fall over without the hold. “They won’t listen to me.”

Gone was his confident and strong brother. Dannel awkwardly hugged Roland. He couldn’t recall ever seeing him so affected.

Dannel didn’t quite know how to help his brother. He couldn’t tell if Roland was angry or sad; deciphering emotions didn’t come easily to him. “Who’s not listening to you about what?”

“DI Khan. Any of them.” Roland shook his head, stepping back and standing up straight. “They’ve taken Wayne in for questioning because they found Barnaby’s body in his boot.”

“I’d honestly hoped we’d run out of dead bodies to find.” Dannel kept a hand on his brother’s shoulder.

“Maybe third time’s the charm?” Osian suggested.

“We’ve discovered more than three bodies.”

Another fun (can that be a word for it?) cozy murder mystery with Ossie and Dannel and the rest of the crew. Poor long suffering DI Haider, although he is great at pretending to not care, but he does.

I love that these guys are not supposed to get involved, but really can’t help themselves. They have people they care about, and are not willing to let them be railroaded, so they just poke around until they find what they need, usually when it’s too late and someone is in danger. It’s just fun, enjoyable to read.

The relationship between Osian and Dannel is perfect. They do not feel the need to be glued to each other’s sides. And Osian knows when Dannel needs time on his own, and not only respects that, but doesn’t allow anyone else to disrespect that. Meanwhile, Dannel knows that Osian will take care of those things that Dannel just doesn’t have the capacity to deal with. He doesn’t question it, he just knows that Osian will cover it, and that kind of love and trust shows that not only are they an established couple, but one that has known each other for their entire lives. The short crayon story by Dannel’s father really showed how integral they’ve always been in each other’s lives.

I won’t give any spoilers on this, other than to say that the entire group gets involved in this one…and who knew about Ian??? 🙂 …Another really good story, and I can see how this series just blooms in different directions but still can focus on two such different MC’s but with such a loving and companionable relationship.

You will definitely want to read this if you’ve read the first two books.

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Dahlia Donovan wrote her first romance series after a crazy dream about shifters and damsels in distress. She prefers irreverent humour and unconventional characters. An autistic and occasional hermit, her life wouldn’t be complete without her husband and her massive collection of books and video games.

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