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Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Midweek #teaser #MMromance from The Night Gardener - Can I offer you a cup of coffee? #gayromance

Releasing April from Evernight Publishing
The Night Gardener
A spooky kinda #MMromance

Architect, Dane Lovell takes an off-season vacation in an old New England mansion, hoping to ease his broken heart, and spark his imagination. Impressed by the pretty gardens, he’s surprised by the sinister atmosphere of the river than winds through the estate. Dane settles down to his vacation and tries to immerse himself in his drawings. One night, the sound of the back door smashing open in the wind and rain shocks Dane from his work.
Spooky, gorgeous, and enigmatic Zachary Yarrow has brought logs for the fire.
He’s the estate gardener and brings with him not just passion and a love affair for Dane, but a strange, spine-tingling mystery.

Who is Zachary, and what will happen when Dane finds out?

Teaser:
Zachary stood, having completed his task. “You’re here off season. I guess you know. I always do the gardens off-season—have done for the last—well, for years. When I’m here, I usually stay in this cottage. I guess I need to find somewhere else this time.”

Cold, Dane accepted the information with a nod. “I need to close the door, Mr. Yarrow.” He returned to the back door and closed it up.

Zachary Yarrow had followed. “You can call me Zachary.”

Dane hung around near the back door. The gardener showed no signs of leaving and Dane didn’t know how to be rude enough just to ask him to go.
“It’s way too dark to garden. You’re wet through.” Dane’s gaze ranged over the sodden sweater Zachary wore, and along the rain-darkened jeans covering Zachary’s muscled thighs.
The guy has to be cold. “Can I offer you a cup of coffee?”

Zachary grinned happily. “A cup of coffee, yeah, that will be great, thanks.”

Dane led the way back into the kitchen. “Sit by one of the radiators and try to dry out a little.” He put water to boil and heaped instant into mugs. “I can lend you a dry sweater…”

Zachary leaned close to the radiator. “It’s okay. I’ll drape my sweater on here. It’ll be dry in no time.” He pulled the soggy item over his head and arranged it on the hot metal flutes.

Dane experienced a shock of attraction as he took in the smooth, muscled chest on display when Zachary turned to him.

“Look, it’s already steaming.”

Dane tore his gaze from Zachary’s body and glanced at the sweater. The kettle boiled and he whipped around to make the coffee, thankful for the diversion.
“Do you take sugar or cream?”

Zachary’s voice came from immediately behind him. “Black, thank you, no sugar.”

Dane closed his eyes to dissipate the surprise Zachary’s silent approach gave him. He edged around to face Zachary, who stood so close Dane’s composure flew clean away as his whole body reacted to the proximity of this complete hunk.
Holy hell, he is completely gorgeous. Dane stepped sideways and picked up a mug. He handed it to Zachary. “Coffee, er, sorry, its instant. I’ve given myself a vacation from grounds and filters.” He smiled apologetically.

Zachary studied him for a few seconds.

Dane had the distinct feeling Zachary knew exactly what he was thinking.

Zachary took the coffee. “Thank you. It’s great to have any sort of coffee right now.” 
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Thursday, February 16, 2017

You are the person I boarded the train for #MMromance #lgbt #teaser and inspiration behind the story @evernightpub

The story ‘Falling Star Valentine’ was inspired by shooting stars. We all know shooting stars are falling meteorites, but the romance remains when one streaks across the midnight blue sky, and when two, in close succession, zoom over the night vista as you stand on your hotel balcony, it’s a sight to behold.
 I travel a little with my day job and in the autumn of 2016, I had to travel a lot more than usual. One night when I couldn’t sleep because I was churning worries around, I went out onto the balcony of the hotel room I was staying in and stared up at the sky. The night sparkled cold and the sky displayed an array of stars suddenly, seeming only meters away, a shooting star flew across my line of vision, then another as if it followed the first.
I’m a die-hard romantic and immediately my sweet but sexy character, Valentine Steel, had formed in my head. He’s Falling Star Valentine on his way to visit earth. Will he find love?
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Dale turned to him. He grabbed Valentine, pushing him against the wall of the small room to lean against Valentine, molding his hard body onto Valentine’s. “You want sex now. You know it. I want you, too. It’s not a very glamorous environment, but…” Dale rocked his hips and Valentine gasped at the feel of a hard column pressing against his own erect cock.

Valentine lifted his hands and held Dale’s face. He kissed Dale, sliding his tongue on Dale’s lips until Dale opened his mouth and touched the tip of his tongue to Valentine’s. The feel of Dale’s tongue on his sent such intense sensations through Valentine his ass clenched and his cock leaked. He felt the pulse of pre-cum and rammed his hips against Dale’s body.

“Dale, Dale,” he whispered as he rubbed his aching cock on the shape of Dale’s rock hard erection. The fabric of their clothes between their erections made Valentine desperate to touch Dale’s skin. He pushed a hand between their bodies as he ravaged Dale’s mouth in another hungry kiss, and fumbled with the fastening of Dale’s jeans. It had been so long for Valentine. He reeled from the wonderful sensations storming through his body.
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Saturday, February 11, 2017

Saturday #teaser #MMromance from new release Falling Star Valentine #SciFi


Teaser
Pleasure flooded Valentine as he sat opposite the gorgeous man his gaze had picked out the moment he walked into the train carriage. Dale—adorable name, face, body too. Even his voice is attractive. Now he’s not yelling into the night. Valentine breathed in Dale’s presence. He considered Dale’s occasional stare at him, as if never encountering anyone like him. Valentine smiled with the thought. Do I fit in this time? His swift perusal of the people around him satisfied. I do, so that must mean he likes what he sees. Perfect.

“What will we eat?” he asked Dale, and leaned a little forward, as his enthusiasm for being with Dale grew.

Dale raised his gaze from the menu to Valentine’s face, and his sexy brown eyes held surprise.
“I’m ordering coffee and a croissant, but that doesn’t mean you have to. There’s an array of breakfast dishes that look delicious.”

Valentine scanned the menu. “If I over-order will you help me eat it?”

Dale’s sudden, bright smile brought a tingle of joy to Valentine.
“I can’t promise to … but I will try.”

Valentine beamed at Dale. He shone his light on the delightful man before him. He wanted to enchant and spin a web of comfort around Dale. “Thank you.” Valentine allowed himself to imagine placing a strawberry between Dale’s lips and following the action with a gentle kiss. His eyes closed for a second as he brought to mind the special feel of skin on skin, his nose against a man’s cheek as their lips merged softly, and then he opened his eyes to gaze at Dale. I made a good choice for this visit. Already, this feels right. Valentine took a deep breath. The next twenty-four hours stretched ahead full of possibilities. When the server came to take their order, his was extravagant.

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Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Yay release day teaser for gorgeous love story #MMromance #lgbt #SciFi from @evernightpub

Fashion photographer Dale Walker takes a train to his hometown, relocating there after nursing a broken heart for six months in another city. His train makes an unscheduled stop to take on a mysterious passenger.
For a long time, Valentine Steel has hoped to meet a man who will love him. When he sees Dale on the train, he’s overjoyed to find a vacant seat beside him.
Dale’s immediate attraction to Valentine has him on edge. He doesn’t want another broken heart, and yet Valentine is so magnetic that Dale’s frozen heart begins to thaw.
Valentine sets out to charm and capture Dale in his sparkling aura. He can’t let the chance to have Dale’s love slip away.

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Valentine beamed at Dale. He shone his light on the delightful man before him. He wanted to enchant and spin a web of comfort around Dale. “Thank you.” Valentine allowed himself to imagine placing a strawberry between Dale’s lips and following the action with a gentle kiss. His eyes closed for a second as he brought to mind the special feel of skin on skin, his nose against a man’s cheek as their lips merged softly, and then he opened his eyes to gaze at Dale. I made a good choice for this visit. Already, this feels right. Valentine took a deep breath. The next twenty-four hours stretched ahead full of possibilities. When the server came to take their order, his was extravagant.
He played with the water glass, circling it on the tablecloth and leaving indent trails that reminded him of nebula he’d passed on his journey to the ground.

“Tell me all about yourself, Dale. What do you do? Where do you live?” Valentine thought this was a good way to start a conversation. It had worked in the past.

Dale visibly shrank away from the questions.

Panic gripped Valentine. He raced to fix whatever he’d done. “I’d love to know about you—anything, really.” Emotion must have flooded his expression. He felt the frown on his forehead and the burn of loss behind his eyes. He gazed on Dale as if Dale was already his lover.

Dale’s eyes darkened at him.

That means he likes me, doesn’t it? I hope so...
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Sunday, February 5, 2017

Make a Wish, #MMromance from Evernight Publishing and E.D.Parr


Make a Wish: E.D. Parr New MMromance erotic manlove from Evernight Publishing

It’s the day before Christmas Eve and gorgeous, happy, Nick Kringle is making deliveries on the main street of the city when a car breaks down at the intersection.
Amid the seasonal crowds and inclement weather, Dylan West gets out of his car and tries to push it to the side of the road.
Nick rushes to help him and comes face to face with the most delicious man he’s ever seen.
Dylan’s down on his luck, but Nick believes in magic.
Can wishes come true? You bet—especially if Nick Kringle has anything to do with it.

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The city street glistened with rivers of red, green, bright pink, and white light thrown there by the stores and caf├ęs decked out for the holiday season. Rain fell in drifting sheets as a chill wind ravaged the shoppers rushing from one place to another, some laden with parcels, others hunched against the weather in their winter coats.
Nick parked his SUV in the first available space, opened the trunk with the interior lever, and leaped out. He didn’t feel the cold unless snow lay knee deep on the ground and even then, he enjoyed the beauty, and the way a new white fall would change the light, way too much to complain about the chill.
As he ran around to the back of his vehicle, the squeal of tires braking hard and the clamor of honking horns made him spin around. In the junction behind him, standing motionless, was a stalled car. Other drivers surged around the stationary vehicle, making everything worse by taking space in the oncoming lanes so that everyone crammed dangerously together.
The driver of the offending vehicle edged out of his open car door, narrowly missed by a small car that chanced overtaking just as the lights turned red.
Nick cast a keen gaze over the man, registering his muscled body beneath an inexpensive suit and his thick dark hair, pushed back from his forehead so that the front spiked up. Nick watched the man lean into the open driver’s side door and attempt to shove the heavy vehicle to the side of the road. The man’s pants stretched over his hard ass and a sigh of appreciation escaped Nick. With one hand on the wheel, and the other lodged in the gap between open door and car, the man clearly needed help. Nick clicked the trunk of his SUV closed and jogged over to help.
“Hi, I’ll lend a hand,” he called to the stranded driver. The man straightened to answer and Nick was face to face with one of the most gorgeous men he’d ever seen. Nick never hid his emotions. They shone from his ice-blue eyes and exuded from his well-toned body. He smiled at the man in a way he knew and didn’t care broadcast attraction, desire—pure sex.
Apparently unaffected by Nick’s charisma, the man gave a grateful nod. “Thanks.” He leaned into the task of pushing the car out of the way, as the traffic lined up behind him, and the sky opened with a fresh punishing downpour.
Nick placed his hands on the back of the car, and used his considerable strength to help shift the vehicle to side of the road.
The driver closed the door and approached Nick. “Dylan West—thanks so much for your help. People aren’t very forgiving of a broken down car at five o’clock the night before Christmas Eve, especially in this weather.” He ran his hands through his wet hair, visibly shivering in the thin jacket of his suit.
Nick’s gaze followed the man’s hands and then traced the planes of his handsome face. They stood close to a newspaper and magazine kiosk. The brilliant light from the neon tube snaking around the overhanging roof, and the blinking fairy lights, cast the man alternately in violet and then white illumination. Nick sighed inwardly at the perfect blue of the man’s eyes and the shapely mouth that he already ached to kiss. He introduced himself. “Nick Kringle—pleased to meet you. Can I give you a ride anywhere? I’m about due for a break in my deliveries. I have one up the road to do, and then I can be yours.” He waved his hand at his red SUV.
The tip of Dylan West’s tongue showed between his lips for a second as he caught some of the freezing rain full in the face. Dylan folded his arms in front of his wet chest.
Nick had a hard time not grabbing Dylan’s head and sliding his own tongue between Dylan’s lips. Truth was, he longed to meet a guy he could care for who would return his affection. Nick waited and watched Dylan hesitate, and then give in to the offer with a nod. His lovely hair fell forward onto his forehead. Nick’s hand twitched to push the shining, wet mass back.
“Thanks. I’m supposed to be at an interview. I only had a short way to go. Berry Brown on Fifth, do you know it?”
A smile wreathed Nick’s face. “I do. Come on.” He turned to bring Dylan to his SUV.
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Can wishes come true? You bet—especially if Nick Kringle has anything to do with it.
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