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Love Bytes (MM)

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[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, vampires, HEA]

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Hoping to reignite their rocky romance, geeky IT tech Benjamin Kempler goes out of his comfort zone to buy a sexy Valentine for his boyfriend. But before the big day arrives, he gets dumped by a text message and it looks like he'll be spending another Valentine's Day on his own. Ben decides to make a life-changing move. Instead of suffering V-Day depression alone in Los Angeles, Ben will be suffering culture shock in London where he relocates for a new start.

Sexy Welshman Rhys Wynn welcomes Ben into his hostel—and his bed. They share a strong connection, but Ben backs off. He would rather spend Valentine’s Day alone than risk another broken heart. Rhys knows they belong together, but his secret prevents him from pursuing the young American. He's a vampyre who's already lost one soul mate, and he won't risk Ben's life.

Can love conquer all, or will history repeat itself?

Story Excerpt

Prologue

Nineteenth Century, North Atlantic Ocean

“Rogue wave! All hands on deck!”

Rhys swallowed his mouthful of beer and watched his plate of salted meat and hardtack slide across the table.

Bloody hell!

All in all, it had been a dismal voyage and Rhys had been looking forward to a few days of respite at the harbor. Now it appeared the misery would continue with more gloomy weather. A totally disheartening prospect, it felt as if Mother Nature, herself, had purposely conspired to depress his spirits.

The day had started out calm enough, but early on clouds began rolling in and the sky darkened. Gradually the winds had intensified. The gentle breeze became a stiff blow, and the ship had begun a nauseating rise and fall in response to the deepening swells. Below decks, the swaying of the ship had increased, but still the call came as a shock. The captain of the packet ship Deliverance believed in having a well-fed crew, and he only called the men away from the mess table for dire emergencies. Expecting the worst, Rhys pulled on an oilskin and come topside immediately.

Dear God!

It would take more than foul weather garb to protect against the monstrous wall of water heading for the ship. It had to be forty or fifty feet high. In his ten years aboard the Deliverance, so named because she carried mail and other cargo between Liverpool and New York, he’d never seen anything like it. The ship had not been designed for speed, but she was a good watertight vessel built for the rough North Atlantic seas. Still, she sailed at the whim of wind and weather, and these conditions were brutal. The old hands told stories of freakish ocean waves, but Rhys had always dismissed them as tall tales. The nightmare in front of him would not be dismissed so easily.

The gusts had risen to gale force, and the intense blow stole his breath and kept him in place. Rhys had no time to think. He grabbed at the rigging just as the monstrous wave crashed over the ship.

God help me.

Note: This book was previously published with another publisher and has been extensively revised and expanded.

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Unlawful by Jessica Freely

Blurb:

In a world where being gay is unlawful and slavery is legal, two men fight for their lives, for their desires, and for justice. Larke is a corporate lackey with a secret. Droje is a freedom fighter on the run. Each spells trouble for the other, but the passion between them will not be denied, no matter what the risk.

This is a short lgbt science fiction erotic romance set in the universe of Jessica Freely's bestselling novella, His Own Devices. Previously only available for a limited time to readers who purchased His Own Devices during release week, it can now be enjoyed by everyone.

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Excerpt

 

"No."

At the sound of the word — little more than a moan, really — Larke froze. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

The voice came from behind a dumpster just ahead of him. 

Larke's heart raced. He looked back at the mouth of the alley. Had Prinde and the others passed by already? Could he sneak back that way? He had no way of knowing. It was too risky.

Behind the dumpster, something moved, and gasped -- in pain? Concern threaded its way through Larke's fear like a silken thread, drawing him forward. Keeping close to the far wall of the alley, Larke stepped carefully, trying to remain as silent as possible.

In the nook formed by the dumpster and the alley wall huddled a man.

He was naked.

Was he an uncon, then? But even through the dampness and the dirt, Larke could see his pale blond hair. No one could be that blond and not be Hanovan and Hanovans always had contracts. Unless of course they were convicted of a crime.

Larke stepped closer. 

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Losing Better by Katey Hawthorne

Blurb

Superpowered Special Agent Gabriel Genêt's first solo mission: go to Hooperstown, North Carolina, find evidence that Andrew Wynne is operating as a vigilante, then bring him in. Ten years ago, Gabriel spent a summer alternately torturing and hooking up with Andrew as they tried to ignore their parents' embarrassing affair. Of course Andrew, the big puppy dog, will be happy to see his old friend and never suspect a thing. Career-driven, cocky young Agent Genêt can hardly believe his luck.

A covert game of betrayals ensues. Things start out complicated, with Gabriel using Andrew's open arms and attraction to him for all it's worth. Gabriel tells himself he doesn't reciprocate, and then that he can control it, but it's too violent for either of them to deny. As he gets closer to the evidence he needs, a heady combination of nostalgia, genuine affection, and even understanding brings Andrew closer to him. Dangerously close, in every sense.

The stakes are much higher than just their livelihoods. Gabriel begins to fear it'll come down to a choice between everything he's ever believed in, wanted, and stood for--and the only love he's ever known.

http://www.kateyhawthorne.com/p/losing-better_27.html 

Just as I was emerging from the bathroom, he knocked. With slow, measured steps, I made my way to the door. I put on my best you-owe-me-an-explanation face and opened it, already forming the words, “Hello, Andr—”

He threw both arms around me and kissed me hard before I even got a good look at him. He closed in, letting the weighted door slam shut behind him, pulling me close and forcing me to take a step back at the same time.

My lips crushed against his; his front teeth clacked against mine. He only turned his head and dived deeper, forcing me backward again so that I grabbed at the back of his shirt for support. I didn’t need to; his arms were strong and steady, his purpose assured. His tongue flicked into my mouth. Then he sucked me into his, tasting of wine and something like Andrew without the sweet tea. I kissed back, clutching at his shirt, sliding myself into the perfect position against his hard body, his cock stiffening behind his fly, his heart pounding through his chest into mine.

Where he ended and I began.

He took one arm from around me to tug my shirt out of my pants, began undoing buttons.

I pulled away, gasping for air, for that seemingly defunct place in my brain that had once enshrined wisdom and good sense. There was no point. I didn’t want this for the right reasons. I wanted this for all the reasons I shouldn’t. “Andrew, what have you been up to?”

He jerked at my shirt, sending buttons flying.

“You—”

He pushed me against the wall, smashed his lips into mine bruisingly hard, his hands slithering under my open shirt. Cold and soft, waking up my skin so that every hair from between my legs to the back of my neck stood straight. He closed the kiss off by biting down on my lower lip, then muttered, “Stop it.”

“Stop—”

“Stop playing this game where you find ways not to touch me, Gabriel. It’s not fun anymore.” He kissed me again, and one of my hands found its way into his hair, tangling up with his curls and pulling them tight. He sighed into my mouth; his hips rocked, pinning me against the wall and making my cock thump urgently against his leg.

I made a desperate attempt to silently scream myself into stopping. I couldn’t call off the game, though, not now. My free hand worked at his shirt without my permission.

He smelled like outdoors. Like real grass, not the false green of his sweat. He was cold, so cold, under there—

“Fuck, when you’re close it’s like—” He stuttered, pulling back just enough to look me in the eye. “Like I never wanted anything like I want to touch you.” He cupped my face with an icy-cold hand, tilting it upward. “Like…like I’d do almost anything if…”

My heart beat so hard my ribs were sore. Between that and the metallic ache in my chest—could he feel it?

I didn’t want to know, yet something wild and stupid in me said there was a chance. A chance that it didn’t have to happen like this. That he would see reason, or at least see me, and it would make a difference. So I asked, “If?”

He sighed and put his forehead against mine, the entire delicious weight of his body pinning me to the wall. “I need you. You know it.”

I opened my mouth to say that I knew no such thing, but he got his hands between us and undid my fly in a series of yanks and jerks that left me speechless. It was for the best as I was in no state to lie convincingly, anyhow.

He said, “You fucking know it now, so the game’s over.”

He was unequivocally out of his mind, then. Brilliant.

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Silver Ties by Patricia Logan

Blurb

A serial killer is preying upon gay men in Los Angeles. Detective Cassidy Ryan of the LAPD is out to stop the monster before more mutilated corpses turn up. The victims have one thing in common and it leads back to an infamous online club called DOMZ.com. The website owner, Zachary Teak, is stunningly gorgeous and infuriatingly uncooperative. Having spent years in vice, investigating crimes fueled by pornography, Cassidy hates the Dom on sight.

Zack Teak is a wealthy man and a popular Dom with a long waiting list of subs who beg to lick his boots. The moment he meets the detective, a former Navy SEAL, he is determined to help the handsome, blond hunk explore his own submissive nature but Cassidy is having none of it.

As Cassidy closes in on the killer, he succumbs to Teak’s charms, finding that it’s okay to give up control and let Zack take charge. When Cassidy is attacked and almost killed, it’s Zack’s turn to play detective and protect his man. Join the men as they flush out a killer while trying not to become victims themselves.

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Excerpt

“Well, well. I was hoping you had a chance to view our scene earlier. I would have been disappointed if you hadn’t, Detective.” Teak stepped into Cassidy’s personal space and glanced down at his lips. He was close enough to taste, had Cassidy wanted to. Oh fuck, he wanted to…“Tell me, Detective, didn’t you get hard watching me take that sub? Didn’t you picture yourself tied to that table, being fucked in your mouth and your ass? Didn’t you want to taste my spunk when I blew it all over that sub’s face?” Teak looked up from Cassidy’s lips and stared into his eyes. Cassidy was breathing hard; his heart was beating wildly as he pictured Teak coming all over his face and he was harder than he’d ever been in his life.

“I… I…,” he hesitated.

“You know your true nature, Detective… Cassidy… you know it right down inside…, here.” He touched Cassidy’s chest with a finger, letting it slowly move from the middle to slide over one nipple and then, to his utter surprise, Zack took his nipple through the shirt and clamped down hard with his thumb and fore finger. Cassidy yelped and he felt a burst of precome leave his rock hard cock. He’d never felt pain like it before and he’d never felt as hard and horny as he was at this very moment.

                                                                        ****

Zack’s cock throbbed as he heard Cassidy’s sexy yelp. His own body hardened and as he let his hand stray across the tall blond’s chest to grasp the second nipple, repeating the action as he stared into the greenest eyes he’d ever seen. Cassidy opened his mouth and began to pant out loud. Jesus Christ! The man is magnificent and he doesn’t have a clue about it. Cassidy Ryan is going to be the hottest sub I think I’ve ever played with. Before he could stop himself, Zack backed Cassidy up against the wall of the corridor and leaned in close, covering his mouth with his own. Cassidy resisted at first, pushing both large palms against Zack’s pecs, between them, but as Zack leaned against him, touching him all along his front, Cassidy seemed to give up and relax into the exchange. Within moments, the kiss had turned incendiary. 

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Hearts and Flour by Tara Lain

Available Feb 1 at Amazon  ARe

To Micah Truveen, raw, vegan food is his religion. So when his devoted customers show up with white flour cupcakes, Micah could kill. Then Micah comes home to find his boyfriend, Dharamaram, in bed with someone else. He throws the rat out and agrees to go to his friend’s orgiastic anti-Valentines party where he meets a gorgeous cross-dressing guy who gives him a night to remember.

Southerner Quentin Darby wishes he could stop wearing women’s clothes. He so wants to live up to his grandmother’s glowing opinion of him, he’s never even told her he’s gay. And now there’s Micah who makes him wish he could just be who he is. But Micah finds out that Quentin is the baker responsible for the plague of cupcakes afflicting the community! And Dharmaram adds a little blackmail to the mix. Can two hearts rise above the flour?

The door flew open. Yikes. Someone grabbed his arm, and it took a second to realize it was Yancy doing the grabbing. Just that quick, he was inside Yancy’s foyer and the door was closed behind him. Yancy pushed Micah’s back to the wall and spoke in a low voice. “You made it. I was afraid you’d chicken out. Good, you’re not too late, so only a few guys have paired off. You can still pretty much have your pick.”

“It’s not that easy. I think the other guy has to agree, too.”

“Well, hell, who wouldn’t choose you? Look at you.”

OK, so Micah kind of knew that people thought he was good looking. He couldn’t see it himself. He was tall enough, but kind of skinny and mangy looking. His dark, almost black hair would not stay out of his eyes. His lips were too full and cheeks too lean. Using his bike as transportation made him fit—hell, he even had a six-pack—but altogether he looked like a survivor from a desert island. He grinned at Yancy. “You didn’t choose me.” He was kidding. They’d always been friends, but no sparks had ever flown.

Yancy took him seriously. “I can’t help it that I’m addicted to giant weightlifters and linebackers. If I could look at a guy under two ninety-five, I’d look at you.”

Micah laughed. “And you’d only be off by a hundred and fifty pounds.” He looked across Yancy’s shoulder into the living room beyond. Music played and the voices and laughter sounded louder now that he paid attention. “So what’s going on in there?”

“Lots of pickings.”

“Not sure how I feel about it.”

“Don’t worry. Take your time and see if there’s anything to your liking. This is a no-obligation event.”

Micah took a deep breath. “OK.”

“C’mon.”

Yancy led him into the living room, which on another occasion would have looked out over the ocean and the city lights of Laguna. As it was, the long drapes hanging over the cathedral windows were pulled tight. And it wasn’t hard to understand why. Most of the maybe fifty or so men stood in groups talking and flirting with drinks and some food in their hands. But on one chair, two guys were kissing like they could clean each other’s tonsils, and a glance down the hall showed a man leaning against the wall while another dude sucked him off. The orgy was beginning. Shee-it. Watching was sexy. It was hard to force his eyes away from the public blowjob. Hard being the operative word. The room even smelled like sex, and his cock was turning into a steel rod in his jeans.

Yancy led him to a bar. “What’ll you have?”

“Red wine if you’ve got it.”

“Of course. I even have the organic wine with no sulfates, just for you.”

“Hey, thanks man.”

Yancy poured some deep red wine into a stemmed glass and handed it to Micah. “Want me to introduce you around?”

“Naw. Let me wander a little.”

“OK, but no hiding.”

“Just want to get the lay of the land.”

Yancy clinked his glass to Micah’s. “I’m more concerned about Micah getting laid.”

He looked around the room. “What about rubbers? Are these guys using them?”

Yancy grinned. “I hand them out by the barrelful.” He reached in his pocket and, true to his word, produced a string of six condoms. “I want you to use every one.”

Micah laughed and his cock did its happy dance just at the thought. “No worries.”

He sipped his wine and walked over to the door to the patio and looked out. Wow. Heaters surrounded the huge pool and men took full advantage, skinny-dipping in the blue water. Bare asses ran along the pool deck, and two guys fucked against the far edge of the deep end while two other guys looked on with their cocks completely erect. Whoa. He needed some of that action. He really did.

He’d taken one step out when he caught a glimpse of a person walking by him in the dining room. Crap. Was that a woman? One of his hands reached down and covered his cock, which was funny since at least ten guys outside were naked and Micah was fully clothed.

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