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Forgive and Forget by Charlie Cochet : Blog Tour, Pre-Release Day Review and EXCLUSIVE Giveaway

March 28, 2016 by Denise

Hello all! Thank you so much for joining me here today for the first stop of my blog tour celebrating the upcoming release of my Dreamspun Desires story Forgive and Forget. For those who may not know about Dreamspun Desires, it’s Dreamspinner Press’s category romance line. Like many romance readers, I grew up reading all kinds of romance, including category romance from Harlequin. You know the ones. Those fabulous tropes about secret babies, amnesia, heiresses, mistaken identities, and secret heirs. We had billionaires and cowboys, sheikhs and secretaries. I had so much fun with those books, so when the opportunity came up to write my own category romance, I jumped all over it.

Obviously with category romance there’s a certain level of predictability. The lovers will always get their HEA. The fun part is what happens on the way there. In Forgive and Forget, we get a sweet, fun little romance with humor and even sexy times. We meet Joe Applin, a somewhat eccentric, awkward, and shy pie maker who rarely leaves his little pie shop in the heart of New York City. Joe doesn’t believe in happily ever afters. Not anymore. He’s content with his life of baked goods, and making his customers happy. He has his motley crew, Bea, Elsie, and Donnie who help him run Apple’n Pies. Enter our mysterious stranger. Well, more like, find a mysterious stranger face down in the garden. Which is where Joe finds the man he calls Tom. Tom has amnesia. Que dramatic music! Tom is sinfully handsome, dangerous, and gives Joe the impression he tastes sweeter than pie.

Joe’s uneventful life is turned upside down and inside out. Just who is Tom and what kind of trouble is he in? How far is Joe willing to go to help a man he knows nothing about? A man who doesn’t even know who he is or what he does? Is apple truly the king of pies? Will Joe ever get the last word over Bea? Find out the answers to these questions and more in Forgive and Forget.

Do you have a favorite category romance trope? Is it mistaken identity? Amnesia? Secret billionaire cowboy sheikhs with secret babies??

As the owner of Apple’n Pies, Joe Applin leads a quiet, uneventful life, content to spend his days serving customers who come from all over to eat his delicious homemade pies. Along with his motley crew—Bea, Elsie, and Donnie—Joe couldn’t be happier in his little kingdom of baked goods and java.

Experience has taught Joe that love is overrated—and at times dangerous. He has no intention of repeating past mistakes. But then he meets a mysterious, handsome man with amnesia, and Joe can’t deny something sweet is in the works. He isn’t one to take risks, not with his heart and certainly not with his life, but the more time he spends with the man he knows as Tom, the closer he is to losing both.

Genre: Gay Contemporary Category Romance
Length: Novel, 194 Pages
Published: April 1st, 2016
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
Ebook ISBN-13: 9781634770170
Paperback ISBN-13: 9781634770163

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I will admit to being a bit of a Charlie Cochet junkie. I mean how can you deny it when you have the same books (yes, multiple) in three different formats? But whatever, we all need some addiction in our lives, right? So, getting to read Forgive and Forget early was no hardship, I’ll assure you. And I have been enjoying the Dreamspun Desires series so much!

This book had intrigue, amnesia, guys with guns, and a sweet guy named Joe who just wanted to live his life contentedly making his pies and enjoying his quirky friends. Tom falls into his life, and Joe turns all his previously staunch beliefs that he should be alone on its side. What an enjoyable ride this was!

Always some sexy times with Charlie’s book, but this book was fun, with some hotness, bad guys flirting around the edge, and a mystery to unravel. In the end, Joe…and Tom…get their man, and of course there is your HEA, because it wouldn’t be a Harlequin-esque book, or a Charlie Cochet novel, if there wasn’t an HEA.

I finished this book smiling, and wanting to go right back and read it again, and isn’t that exactly what you want in a novel?

4.5 pieces of eye candy for this one. And a re-read for sure!

Charlie Cochet is an author by day and artist by night. Always quick to succumb to the whispers of her wayward muse, no star is out of reach when following her passion. From Historical to Fantasy, Contemporary to Science Fiction, there’s bound to be plenty of mischief for her heroes to find themselves in, and plenty of romance, too!

Currently residing in South Florida, Charlie looks forward to migrating to a land where the weather includes seasons other than hot, hotter, and boy, it’s hot! When she isn’t writing, she can usually be found reading, drawing, or watching movies. She runs on coffee, thrives on music, and loves to hear from readers.

[Each tour stop has its own exclusive giveaway. That’s five chances to win a nifty prize! ]

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TOUR SCHEDULE

March 28th – Two Chicks Obsessed with Books and Eye Candy
March 29th – Love Bytes Book Reviews
March 30th – Prism Book Alliance
March 31st – Sinfully Addicted to All Male Romance
April 1st – The Novel Approach

The Rancher’s Son by RJ Scott: Release Day Blitz, Excerpt and Giveaway

March 25, 2016 by Denise

Title: The Rancher’s Son

Series: Montana, #2

Author: R.J. Scott

Genre: M/M Romance

Release Date: March 25, 2016

A man without memories, and the cop who never gave up hope.

When he wakes up in the hospital, the victim of a brutal beating, John Doe has no memories of who he is or who hurt him. The cops can find nothing to identify him and he can’t remember anything to help… except the name Ethan and one recurring place from his dreams. Two words, and they’re not much, but it’s a start: Crooked Tree.

Detective Ethan Allens has never stopped searching for the two boys who vanished. When a report lands on Ethan’s desk that may give new leads, he jumps at the chance to follow them up. The man he finds isn’t his brother, but it’s someone who could maybe help him discover what happened twelve years ago.

What neither man can know is that facing the very real demons of the past could destroy any kind of future they may have together.

Ethan must have nodded off at some point, waking to another coffee from Clare and a ten-minute warning that breakfast was about to be brought up to the patients. His neck ached, and he was semi curled up in the hard chair.

“Thought you needed this. If you want to go to the cafeteria, I can keep an eye on Adam.”

“No, I’ll stay here. Thank you, though.”

“I’ll see if I can get someone to bring you up something.”

A quick glance at his watch showed Ethan it was a few minutes after six. He checked his email. He’d only sent the information to Navy Liaison at late last night, but there was already a message back saying all efforts would be made to get the information to Cole Strachan. There was a group joke sent by one of the shift officers back at the precinct, and some spam. Other than that, nothing.

Ethan stood and stretched tall, sipped his hot coffee, and watched the April morning unfold before his eyes. Clare managed to scrounge up some pastries, and he ate them at the window, a hundred thoughts racing through his head.

A nurse disappeared into Adam’s room, and Ethan tensed in expectation. He desperately wanted to go in there, but would Adam even be interested in talking to him?

“Are you Ethan?” the nurse asked. The tray in her hand carried untouched food.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“You can go in. He’s asking for you.”

As he started to walk past her, she thrust the tray at him. There was a plate of eggs, and a sorry-looking pancake. “Try to get him to eat some of this,” she said.

He took the tray, because he didn’t really have a choice, and went into Adam’s room, kicking the door shut behind him. There was no one in the bed, but the bathroom door was closed, so Ethan assumed that was where the errant Adam was. He placed the tray on the table and waited, looking out of the same window Adam had been standing at last night. From this angle and at this height, Ethan could see the water of Lake Michigan and watch the hospital parking lot grow busier by the minute.

The bathroom door opened. Ethan instinctively turned and wished he hadn’t, because now he was staring. Not so much at the pajama bottoms that rode low on slim hips, or the broad chest that had a smattering of hair, tapering to a happy trail downward, nor to the muscles in Adam’s arms. No, Ethan was staring at the scars—new ones and some way older by the look of them—bruises purple and yellow and green, and the tattoos.

Tribal tattoos circled Adam’s arms, over his right shoulder, and down onto his pec: big swathes of dark ink with finer detail in curls around muscles. Something that looked like old burns marked his neck. A body that had seen a lot, felt a lot.

“I don’t remember them,” Adam said, his voice lost. He ran his fingers over the tattoos as if touching them would bring back memories. “They must have hurt, don’t you think?”

Ethan thought of the small tattoo over his heart and recalled the discomfort of getting it. His hadn’t hurt; the million tiny pricks into his skin were nothing.

“Maybe,” he offered.

Adam turned a little and checked the tattoos in the mirror, peering close. “I wonder what they mean?”

When he turned, he exposed more marks on his back and the fine lines of a horse standing on his hind legs. Ethan inhaled sharply.

“What?” Adam snapped, attempting to see his back even though he couldn’t get the right angle. “What is it?”

“Your horse.”

Adam frowned. “That is my horse? I want to see that again, the detective took a photo but he didn’t have a copy for me.”

Ethan pulled out his cell and snapped a shot of the beautiful tattoo, then passed the phone to Adam, who stared at the picture.

“Why is it—” Any energy seemed to leave him in the exhalation of a sigh, and he slumped to sit on his bed. “—I remember this is a cell phone, but I don’t recall patterns on my own skin?”

From his research Ethan learned terms like brain centers and retrograde amnesia, alongside traumatic stress, he didn’t understand a lot of it. “I have no idea.”

Adam curled into himself, hunching over his knees, looking utterly defeated.

Compassion welled inside Ethan, and he sat next to his old friend, pushing the tray toward him. “Eat your eggs,” he said gruffly.

Adam side-eyed him and huffed before taking the tray and resting it on the small hospital table. He forked some into his mouth, grimacing as he chewed and swallowed, but at least he ate half of what was there, and one cold, dry pancake.

“I need a proper breakfast,” Adam grumped.

“Like what?”

“Hot fresh bacon,” Adam said immediately, paling at what he was saying. “I think that I love bacon. I’d eat plates of the stuff if you gave them to me.”

“And real pancakes,” Ethan added. He reached over and poked at the sorry excuse for one that had been served. “But not like this one. Fluffy, steaming pancakes.”

Adam nodded and darted his tongue out to collect a small piece of egg resting on his lips. “Maple syrup,” he added softly.

“You always liked maple syrup.”

Adam finished the eggs and grimaced again. “When we get out of here, will you find me bacon?”

“Of course.”

“Real bacon, and pancakes with maple syrup. That sounds just like what I want to eat.”

Ethan’s chest tightened as Adam looked up at him under his eyelashes, his dark eyes holding humor. Adam and Justin had spent their childhoods getting Ethan to do what they wanted: the older brother with money from a part-time job, the one with the car. And he’d done everything they asked.

“I wouldn’t take you anywhere bad,” Ethan said

Adam pushed the tray to one side. “I need a shower, and then we go, right?”

“Right.”

“You should take photos of all my tattoos, so you could maybe find out more about me.”

“I know who you are. The rest will follow when your memories return.” He didn’t want to say that he’d already decided to email the tattoo of the horse to Jen, just in case she could track down where it had been done. It was a beautiful piece of work, and likely whoever did it would have it in a portfolio somewhere. Of course, that was a needle in a haystack. Who knew where Adam had been in the last twelve years? Chicago, where he was now? Or had he traveled from Montana to another city?

Adam looked at him, confused. “You said I disappeared. How old was I when that happened? Fifteen, you said?”

“You were nearly sixteen.”

Adam glanced down at himself, “And I’m twenty-eight now, so what happened in between?” He stood up and half turned. “You should get them all.”

Ethan did as Adam wanted, and pulled all the photos into one email, sending the whole lot to Jen with a particular request about tracking down the artist. Meanwhile, Adam went into the bathroom, closed the door, and left Ethan staring at the wood.

“This series is a winner because of it’s cowboy theme – who can resist a gorgeous cowboy!” – Because Two Men Are Better Than One

“I always enjoy cowboy stories and, as you would expect from RJ, this one is smoothly well-written and pulls you forward chapter by chapter.” – Goodreads Reviewer

“This story pushed every button that makes me fall in love with a book.” – Goodreads Reviewer

RJ Scott has been writing since age six when she was made to stay in at lunchtime for an infraction involving cookies and was told to write a story. Two sides of A4 about a trapped princess later, a lover of writing was born. She reads anything from thrillers to sci-fi to horror; however, her first real love will always be the world of romance. From billionaires, bodyguards and cowboys to SEALs, throwaways and veterinarians, she writes passionate stories with a heart of romance, a troubled road to reach happiness, and more than a hint of happily ever after.

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Trainwreck (Book 1) by Michele Micheal Rakes : Blog Tour, Interview, Excerpt and Giveaway

March 23, 2016 by Denise

Detective Sergeant Vincent Sweetwater hates dead bodies. That’s why he’s an undercover narc and not a homicide dick. So why is he standing on a sandy beach in California staring at a lifeless body—oh yeah, the suicide attempt. Lieutenant Hanson is making a statement. Something about life worth living. Shows what he knows.

As Vince examines the tortured body, he feels an empathy and déjà vu for the victim, her wounds are similar to scars he has only a vague memory receiving. An intense desire to find her killer fills his queasy belly as a dark game of cat and mouse begins.

The young woman’s death forces Vince back into a secret life dominated by sex, perversion, and sadomasochism. Estranged from his wife he still loves and longing for the man who possessed him once, Vince buries his torment deep inside meaningless sex.

*Warning: This book contains adult content and situations. NOT FOR THE SQUEAMISH.

Author Name: Michele Micheal Rakes

Book Name: Trainwreck

Series: Trainwreck

Book: One

Release Date: January 25, 2016

Pages or Words: 374 pages

Categories: BDSM, Bisexual, Crime Fiction, Erotica, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Ménage/Poly, Romance, Thriller

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Publisher: Michele Micheal Rakes

Cover Artist: Drai Bearwomyn

Cover Photography by Dan Skinner

Editing: Tina Adamski

Vince grabbed the remote and clicked on the news. He paid little attention as he rubbed his aching hip. When Lola Romero began her news report he glanced up to see an official photo of himself in uniform.

“Jesus, talk about an old fucking picture.”

Despite being only twenty-three in the photo, he hadn’t appeared young and fresh faced. His eyes had held a kind of darkness even then, and his best efforts were unable to hide the pain.

“An L.A.P.D. Information officer confirmed the return to duty of Detective Vincent Sweetwater just one week after a horrifying display of violence toward a man who was reportedly beating his five-year-old son in the parking lot of a Home Depot in Inglewood. Detective Sweetwater was nearly killed last year in a motorcycle accident on the Pacific Coast Highway and is still under scrutiny following alleged misconduct while under deep cover with the narcotics division.”

“Bite me, Lola.” Vince shut off the TV, flopping back on the bed, staring into the darkness.

“Fuck my life. It was more than a year ago. Bitch.”

I hate people.

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Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Michele Micheal “Mikey” Rakes, author of Trainwreck, the series.

Hi Mikey, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.

Well, I’ve written two novels for Loose Id: Saving Kane and Fourth and Long. Saving Kane is by far my most popular. Trainwreck is my first self-published work. I also have two short stories with MuseItHot publishing: Cold Darkness and Ephemeral Darkness.

Surviving Adam is the sequel to Trainwreck, yet unpublished obviously, and I have After Party which is nearing completion, the sequel to S.K. and F.A.L. Maddox and Frank will round out the last in that series.

Trainwreck is about a guy who is just that…a trainwreck. The guy is a mess, but he’s trying to get his shit straightened out. He’d love to come out of the closet, but as a cop he doesn’t feel like he can, plus his marriage is already on the rocks. He’s afraid Mica will divorce him if she finds out what a freak he is, but he can’t stop thinking about Greg, the man who used to whip him silly. He misses Greg and his lover Grayson. Vince wanted what they had, but couldn’t bring himself to take the plunge he so wanted to take with the loving, handsome couple. What would his wife say? Could he ever get her to join in the fun. Then his daughter died and there was no more fun to have…Vince became a suicidal wreck of a man who now has to hunt down a serial killer as part of his job. The case takes him back into the world of BDSM and within proximity of the man he could fall in love with, given different circumstances.

What is the most satisfying thing about being a writer?

When people fall in love with your characters and want to talk to you about them. That’s fun. I also like when they share their ideas about how the character appears to them. Some send me pics of models they think represent the character well. I’ve been trying to put some of those up on my author page and would encourage folks to post to the page or send them to me via a messenger. I like seeing how they view the characters.

Do your characters ever take over your writing and make the story go somewhere you hadn’t originally planned?

Vincent Sweetwater took total control. Even if it meant complete torture for him, he took the reins and said this is who I am, now make the world understand. Trainwreck started out as an m/f romance where the couple is already married and on the verge of divorce. I killed their only child because so many couples don’t survive the death of a child. So, with that, Vince let me know as the story progressed, how much he loved his wife. Yet, he also loved someone else who could give him what he needed and how much he wanted his wife to meet this man.

How did you celebrate the release of your book?

I guess I don’t celebrate much. A jagerbomb here and there, but I’m always off to the other projects. It’s more of a relief than a celebration. That’s the part I need to work on. Instead of: that’s done, what next, I should say: That’s done, baby make me a drink and pour a shot for Mary, we’re gonna toast her move into another plane of existence…until we meet again! That’s how I’ll celebrate from now on…a shot of Tarantula Blue in honor of Mary.

How did you come up with the idea for this book?

I wanted to read a story like this one, so I wrote it for myself, and my wife and husband both loved it…that’s how I started writing again. I used to write all the time, but when a fire destroyed all my writing on Thanksgiving day 1998, I pretty much hung it up. Then I wrote some poetry that doesn’t exist anymore because of a massive computer crash while trying to back it all up, so yeah…gave it up for a while. Writing had always been my gig. In school, I used to put Mary (then my bf and not my wife) in all my stories. She was pissed the one time I had her as a slightly burnt offering to a pack of werewolves. She wasn’t pissed she died as werewolf food, but that she died a virgin. I used to write horror. Now my horrors are serial killers and other assorted baddies. Child molesters and murderers.

Have you ever written naked?

ALL THE TIME! My husband came home from work one day (while I was still going to school to be a scrub tech) to find me in the living room naked and writing. I had a pink cigarette hanging from my mouth unlit (because I don’t smoke anymore) and a drink in my hand. I was reading what I’d just wrote. My cat sitting next to me. After that, he called me Hemingway. Still does. Um, in fact, I’m naked right now. When hubby would get home, I’d make him try out my sex scenes with me (for the m/m, those who know me, know I’m gender fluid and my wife was straight and my husband is bisexual. Mary always said I was more like a dude)…always great fun.

Michele Micheal Rakes lives in a small town in the shadow of a big mountain and works as a surgical technologist assisting in the removal of tonsils and testicles. Three grown children, a one year old granddaughter named Thrasher, two psychotic Egyptian Mau’s, a husband with hair down to his knees, an Amazon for a wife, two Harley’s, and a ferret named Teeny Tiny Ferret Feet (husband insists her name Little Feet, we all know he’s wrong) life is gets pretty wild.

Note: Wife recently passed away from cancer and this book is dedicated in loving memory of Mary Louise Castleman. Love you babe!

Where to find the author:

Facebook: www.facebook.com/michelerakes1

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/michelemichealrakes

Twitter: @MicheleRakes

Blog: www.michelerakes.wordpress.com

Tour Dates & Stops:

17-Feb

Book Lovers 4Ever, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

24-Feb

Love Bytes, Mikky’s World of Books

2-Mar

Full Moon Dreaming, Man2ManTastic, Bonkers About Books, Bayou Book Junkie

9-Mar

BFD Book Blog, Velvet Panic, My Fiction Nook, Gay Media Reviews, The Novel Approach

16-Mar

Happily Ever Chapter, Hearts on Fire

23-Mar

Two Chicks Obsessed With Books and Eye Candy, Three Books Over The Rainbow

30-Mar

Wicked Faerie’s Tales and Reviews, KathyMac Reviews

6-Apr

Havan Fellows, Jessie G. Books

13-Apr

Cathy Brockman Romances, Inked Rainbow Reads

20-Apr

Divine Magazine, Prism Book Alliance

27-Apr

4-May

11-May

18-May

25-May

1-Jun

Elisa – My Reviews and Ramblings

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Broken by Nicola Haken: Blog Tour, Giveaway and Teasers

March 22, 2016 by Denise

Title: Broken

Author: Nicola Haken

Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance

Release Date: February 29, 2016

When Theodore Davenport decides to switch his mundane job for a career, he walks into Holden House Publishing with enthusiasm and determination to succeed. As he settles into his new role, makes new friends, and dreams of making it to the top, everything is going to plan.

Until he meets James Holden, CEO of Holden House.

James Holden hasn’t been able to stop thinking about his encounter with the timid man he met in a club bathroom last week, and when he discovers the one haunting his dreams is an employee, he can’t seem to stop himself from pursuing him.

Just a little fun – that’s what James tells himself. He can’t afford to care for someone who can never reciprocate, not once they find out who he really is. James believes nobody deserves the burden of being attached to him. He’s a complicated man. Damaged. Difficult. Demanding.

Broken.

Is Theodore strong enough to confront James’ demons? More importantly, is James?

(M/M romance. Not suitable for readers under 18 years of age due to language and sexual content. ***Please note*** This book contains scenes of self harm, mental illness and suicidal ideation which may pose as a trigger, or be uncomfortable for some readers.)

“Broken is truly a remarkable book. I was blown away by it, by the raw and sincere way Ms. Haken took these men through the roller coaster of living with unrelenting demons. And now, as I sit here wondering if I have to courage to post this review, all I can think about is how far into my heart Theo and James have embedded themselves–and how I hope they never leave. I think it might be too hard to say goodbye…although maybe not as hard as it was find the words that I hope compel you to read this breathtaking book.” ~ Beth, Give Me Books

“A stunning but achingly painful read” ~ Author Sloane Kennedy

“This is an amazing book full of so much raw emotion that it gripped me and wouldn’t let up. I felt like I was watching a movie in my head and I wanted to just jump in the book and give James a huge hug. Lots of FEELz in this book.. both good and bad.” ~ Alpha Book Club

Nicola lives in Rochdale, England with her husband and four children (six if you include the dog and cat!) She is the author the author of the m/m romance Souls of the Knight series, and is currently working on a standalone with new boys, James and Theo, due for release early 2016. When she is not busy playing with her imaginary book friends (or talking about them with real life friends!) she can usually be found carrying out her ordinary mum/housewife/all round slave duties. Oh, and if the kids ever ask, she moonlights as the Pink Power Ranger while they’re sleeping…

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Spencer Cohen Book Two by N.R. Walker : Release Day Review and Giveaway

March 17, 2016 by Denise

Title: The Spencer Cohen Series, Book 2

Series: The Spencer Cohen Series

Author: N.R. Walker

Genre: M/M Contemporary

Release Date: March 17, 2016

Finally going from fake boyfriends to the real thing, Spencer Cohen and Andrew Landon are trying to take things slow. They know what they have could be something special and despite the flammable sexual tension, they don’t want to crash and burn.

Spencer is learning to open up and share the secrets of his past with Andrew. Afraid to put his heart on the line but unable to stop himself, Spencer knows he’s falling in love. Andrew is petrified of leaping in blindly, yet the slower they go, the faster they fall.

As they navigate their new relationship, Spencer worries Andrew will freak out when he takes on a new client. But it’s not a normal case, and Spencer soon realises all is not what it seems. When the job takes a downward turn, Spencer and Andrew work together to help the client. They’ll need to decide if they’re ready for the next step.

I love NR Walker! I figured we’d go ahead and get that out of the way before I say anything else. She’s one of those authors I will shank someone if they try to get between me and one of her new releases.

The Spencer Cohen Series is no different. I was curious how book two would play out given the fact that Spencer’s job and a new relationship wouldn’t necessarily mesh well. While there were times I felt like the job for Lance was a bit too convenient (crafted so there wouldn’t be any possible issues with anyone complaining about possible cheating), NR Walker pulled it all together in the end.

What strikes me the most about Spencer and Andrew is their connection. Yes, the sexual chemistry is well written, but it’s their banter and the times they aren’t fooling around that made me fall in love with them. As I read book two, I formed a clearer picture in my mind of who they are as people and as a couple.

I hated this book. No, I didn’t. (read the book and you’ll understand)

“There is so much I can say about this story, I just don’t even know where to start! First, thank you N.R. Walker for creating and writing this fucking awesome series!! I love Spencer! I love Andrew!! I love it all!!! I have been waiting for this installment of the series very UNPatiently– but wow, did you ever deliver!!!” ~Jamie from Alpha Book Club

“This is Walker perfection! It was so worth the wait, and was even better than the first!” ~Renee (Goodreads Review)

“All I can say up is that N.R. Walker is a genius! 5 stars are not nearly enough to describe the perfection of this book.” ~ Federica Lemme (Goodreads Review)

N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.

She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

She is many things: a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.

She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things… but likes it even more when they fall in love.

She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

She’s been writing ever since…

The Spencer Cohen Series, Book One
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The Spencer Cohen Series, Book Three
Release Date: April 21, 2016

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Swift’s Temptation by J.R. Loveless: Blog Tour, Excerpt and Giveaway

March 9, 2016 by Denise

Small town farm boy Fagan Swift moves to New York City to escape the suffocating confines of his hometown and, after nine months of job searching, stumbles on a well-paying position at an escort agency. Once there, he meets the most arrogant, infuriating man he’s ever known, Xavier James. The sparks fly from the very moment they meet, igniting a fire between the two men that blazes out of control.

Too much champagne at the company Christmas party finds Fagan waking up in a stranger’s hotel room. Only his hangover is the least of his worries when he finds that the stranger is none other than Xavier, and a call from his best friend, Trinity, sends him winging towards home when his father ends up in the hospital. Blackmail and lust follow swiftly on Fagan’s heels and he has no choice but to give into Xavier’s demands to be his lover. His father’s life depends on it. Can Fagan survive long enough to untangle the web of blackmail Xavier has woven around him or will it drag his soul down into the darkness threatening to consume him? Previously published by Silver Publishing.

Author: J.R. Loveless

Title: Swift’s Temptation

Publisher: Torquere Press

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Release Date: 2/17/16

Pairing: M/M

Length: 73K Words

Categories: Contemporary, M/M Romance

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Let me start by introducing myself. I am Fagan Swift, born and raised on a small farm in rural Iowa. Every morning I would have to get up to milk a cow or feed the chickens. Nothing ever happened in that boring little town, so I moved to this exciting place called New York City about nine months ago with my best friend Trinity. We’ve been friends since kindergarten and both hold the same opinion of our hometown. She developed a crush on me in the ninth grade, but alas, to her consternation and dismay, I’m gay. Yes, my name is unusual and I know you’re thinking ‘a fag named Fagan, how ludicrous’, but my mother wanted to name me after her grandfather, who raised her after her parents passed. And there was no possible way for her to know I would turn out to be gay. After I came out to my classmates, my given name certainly took on a whole new meaning for them.

Trinity eventually got over me and moved on. We are now roommates together in a small two-bedroom apartment overlooking a huge park.

They’re right about how this city never sleeps! You can hear sounds from every direction at any time of the night. The first night here, neither of us could sleep for all the noise, but now, nine months later, we don’t even hear it. I’m twenty-four years old with blonde shaggy hair that pisses me off all of the time because it’s always falling into my eyes. I constantly threaten to cut my hair off and Trinity constantly threatens to kick my ass. She says it looks sexier longer rather than shorter. I am six-foot-two and I have what Trinity dubs ‘foamy sea green’ eyes. My body is pretty much in shape from all the heavy hauling I used to do on the farm, and of course, tan from all the labor in the sun.

Like I said, I couldn’t take living in that small town anymore. Not only am I gay, but I also want to be an artist. My dad was pretty pissed off the day I told him I was going to the city and he has never really forgiven me for not wanting to be a farmer like him. Let me not even go there with the whole gay factor.

I am currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk in front of where I work. I can’t believe what I have been doing for the last six months. You would never guess in a million years what a farm boy like me does for a living. I work for an escort service! Don’t go freaking out just yet. My job isn’t one of those escort services you hear about, since I’m not required to have sex with the women that come through the agency. Some of the other escorts do by choice, but I had explained to the owner early on that I was gay and he’d been fine with it. Victor Harrison is the greatest boss I have ever had. He is breathtakingly gorgeous, but alas, straight.

The job had fallen into my lap. Literally! Six months ago, give or take a few days, I was sitting outside a small café enjoying my coffee and scanning the classifieds yet again. I had already had six different jobs but none of them suited me. I would either get fired or quit after a few weeks of being treated like shit. Anyway, my cup was sitting on the table while I was circling an ad with potential when there was loud barking. A man shouted and suddenly a dog was in my lap, coffee flying everywhere. I sat there stunned, looking at this two-ton gorilla sitting on me.

“What the hell!” I exclaimed just as the gorilla decided to clean the coffee off my face. I spluttered and gagged when its tongue accidentally slipped inside my mouth because my lips were open. Disgusting!

“Hercules! Get off of him! Now!”

The dog whined and leapt off my lap to sit beside me, wagging his tail. It was a huge Saint Bernard. In New York City! How inappropriate is that?

I looked up and suddenly found the most gorgeous man standing there with an apologetic expression on his face. “I’m so sorry. He gets excited sometimes, and tends to run away from me. I’m Victor Harrison.”

He was about an inch or so taller than me, with shoulder-length dark brown hair, wire-framed glasses, and gleaming bright blue eyes. I felt myself begin to drool and wiped my lips. “Fagan Swift. That’s all right. I’m kind of used to large animals.” I laughed and gestured for him to sit.

“At least let me buy you a cup of coffee to replace the one Hercules spilled,” Victor offered, motioning to the pretty waitress standing a few feet away.

“It’s fine. I was almost finished anyway.” I stood up with a sigh as I looked at my coffee splattered clothing and the newspaper on the table.

“Hercules, I oughta make a carpet out of you!” When Victor saw the classifieds sitting open on the table he asked, “Are you looking for a job?”

His eyes ran over my body in an intense perusal I could feel straight to my bones. Those blue eyes were sliding down my legs and back up again to my face. I almost fainted from the lust that shot through me. Down, boy, I barked at myself mentally. He’s probably straight.

“Well, yeah. Kind of. Why?” I raised a hand to brush my hair away from my eyes and then rub sheepishly at the back of my neck.

“I run a service that you look like you could be perfect for. Would you be interested?”

“That depends. What kind of service?” I was suspicious at first. You never know exactly what someone’s offering, especially after the way the guy checked me out.

“Why don’t you walk with me back to my office? I’ll explain it to you once we get there.” Victor handed the waitress a twenty and grabbed Hercules’ leash to lead him away. He stopped to smile back over his shoulder. “Come on.”

I trailed behind slightly, my eyes straying to the hard ass rippling beneath his slacks. I couldn’t help myself. He was made like a god! We walked for a few blocks while he asked me questions about why I had come to live in the city. I explained about the small town and how I just couldn’t take living there anymore with how isolated it felt. He understood, to my surprise, because he was also from a small town in South Dakota.

A few blocks later, we stood in front of a huge building with a sign at the top in big red letters stating, “Temptation”. My eyes widened as I took in the impressive structure before me. I looked at him questioningly and he motioned for me to follow him inside.

J.R. Loveless is a native Floridian who spends her days in an office physically but mentally is frolicking between the pages of her imagination. Writing has been a lifelong passion that escaped from her in the midst of life until she discovered Yaoi. After following breadcrumbs of the anime style, she discovered a forum dedicated to the world of Yaoi. Inspired, she tried her own hand at M/M romances, spending hours building worlds of her own with the newfound support of other forum members. She can never write enough of the electrifying emotions that blaze across the hearts and souls of her characters.

She is a self-confessed Dr. Who addict with a spastic dog and a neurotic cat for companions on her long journey through the many chapters of her life. One day she hopes to visit far off places and have grand adventures like those of the characters in her stories.

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