Tuesday, December 29, 2020

ALL BAGS GO TO CLEVELAND by CS Hale #paranormal #RomanticComedy #Giveaway



by CS Hale



Angela Grimalke appears more blonde bombshell than the gremlin she is. But there is no denying her supernatural truth after her clumsiness gets her fired from her modeling career. Forced to work for her family’s upscale airline, she spends her days slinging luggage and wishing her parents would get off her back about finding a nice gremlin guy to settle down with. 


Relationships were the last thing on her mind, not that her family would accept that. 


For Dave Ford his frequent business travel made it next to impossible for him to find a woman who could tolerate his chaotic schedule. Which is why he appreciates Angela. Neither of them are looking for love, but Dave feeds Angela's addiction for chocolate while she provides him with the chaos to keep him on his toes.


However, as Angela’s parents bombard her with a parade of "eligible" gremlin men at their weekly family dinners, she finds herself torn between who she longs to be and her family’s expectations. Will she give in and live the life of magic they want for her? Or risk it all by to confessing to Dave that she isn’t human?



“You owe me.”


Angela glanced up from her computer screen. Dave Ford stood in front of her. The blood drained from her face. “Do I?” She raised her “helpful” smile.


“Yes.” Dave handed over his passport and put the Louis Vuitton garment bag on the scale. “Last time, you sent my bag to Cleveland.”


“The system isn’t perfect,” Angela said, punching Dave’s information into the computer. “Things do happen sometimes.”


“You control the system. I think you owe me a glass of wine for having to find a tailor at six a.m. I had a nine o’clock business meeting and just my jeans and sweatshirt.”


“Hmm. By that reckoning, I think I’d owe the tailor for having to get you a functional suit so quickly at that early hour.”


“I tipped him £100. Least you can do is buy me a glass of wine in return.”


Angela lifted her gaze. Dave—all six feet of him with his fabulous hair— had a hopeful expression on his face.


“I’m not in the habit of buying strange men alcohol.”


Dave stuck his hand out. “Hi. Dave Ford. Business traveler.” Angela laughed. “All I’m asking for is a glass of Malbec. Or maybe pinot noir. Small price to pay in comparison to my having to fight off jet lag via acupuncture.”




Dave shrugged. “It was early for the tailor. His aim wasn’t quite what it could have been.”


Angela dipped into Dave’s mind. The tailor had stabbed him a couple of times. And Dave was playing with her. He wanted to see what she’d do.





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Catherine “C.S.” Hale has been writing fantasy since she could hold a pencil. When not holed up in a comfortable corner writing all her books out by longhand, she can be found somewhere by the sea, enjoying tea and pastries.


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Friday, December 25, 2020

The Omega's Temptation by Gale Stanley #NewRelease #sale @ChangelingPress


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The Omega's Temptation by Gale Stanley


A bullied omega leaves his pack and hides in plain sight among the humans. But will he reveal his true identity to save the woman he loves.



The Omega's Temptation (Utopia 3)
Gale Stanley
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Copyright ©2021 Gale Stanley


“This party sucks.” Milo looked directly at Axel as if it was his fault. “What do you think?”


I think you’re right. But Axel didn’t speak out loud. Why should he? Milo didn’t give a crap what an omega thought. Normally combative, the gamma wolf was obviously spoiling for a fight. It wasn’t the first time Milo had bullied Axel and it wouldn’t be the last.


Axel didn’t take it personally. Milo didn’t hate him. He didn’t think Milo felt anything toward him one way or another. The gamma wolf used others to have fun with, and to make himself feel superior. It was just the nature of his wolf. Gammas were pretentious creatures, arrogant and egotistical. They viewed everyone as either strong or weak, and Axel was the weakest in the pack.


Milo leaned closer and snapped his fingers in Axel’s face. “Earth to Axel.”


Axel jumped. He and the other young wolves were sitting in Levi’s backyard. They’d come outside to get some distance from the old heads who were partying inside the Alpha’s house. The moon rose high in the sky and the twenty-somethings were looking to release some pent-up energy. Ziva, a chubby, raven-haired she-wolf Axel had once coveted, looked more than a little stoned from a joint Czar had passed to her. They were all having a good time. Except him.


Milo gave him a poke. “So, are you having a good time, Axel?”


Inwardly, Axel groaned. He’d hoped once he was outside, he’d be able to sneak away, but now Milo had put him on the spot. What could he say? He was here because of his parents. “It’s where you’re supposed to be,” his father had warned. What twenty-one-year-old man allowed his parents to tell him what to do? Only an omega.


Axel looked up at Milo. “It’s not the best party I’ve ever been to, but I came out of respect for the Alpha, to celebrate the birth of his first son.”

Milo grinned. “Ah, yes. Pack mentality. The lowly omega is afraid to show disrespect to the Alpha.”


“You’re here,” Axel blurted out.


Milo took a long swallow of his beer and changed the subject. “So, Axel, what was the best party you’ve ever been to?”


Axel sighed. “I don’t remember.”


Milo’s grin widened. “Could it have been the Alpha’s bachelor party?”

Axel’s heart beat faster. He’d had enough. It was time to leave. “It’s late. I’m going home.” He started to rise.


Milo put a hand on Axel’s shoulder and pushed him back down on the grass. The others closed in and circled him.


“The night is young. Let’s play a game. Something fun like Truth or Dare.”


Axel shook his head. “I’m tired.”


“Don’t be a wet blanket, Axel.”


The others laughed and egged him on. Czar snorted. “He can’t help it. He still wets his blanket every night.”


“Fuck you.”


Milo put a hand on Axel’s back. “Relax. I've got your back.”


“Right. Like you did at the bachelor party.”


“Yes, the bachelor party. Tell us about that night. Come on, Axel. Truth or dare. Tell the true story…” Milo paused. “Or I dare you to give me a blow job.”


What the fuck? “I'm straight.”


Milo laughed. “So am I, but sometimes bros like to get off together.”


Everyone started chanting. “Say it or suck it. Say it or suck it. Say it or suck it.”


Damn Milo. And damn dear old dad for wrangling Axel an invite to the bachelor party. His parents always pushed him into uncomfortable situations, hoping he’d make friends and be accepted but it never worked out. Levi and the others were big men and they had rugged good looks. They were all into showing off their strength and sexual abilities. Axel was nothing like them, and no matter how hard he tried, he would never be one of their bromantic circle. Not that he cared; he enjoyed being on his own. Yet, he allowed himself to be pushed into these embarrassing situations time after time.


Everyone looked at him expectantly.


Trapped. Axel stood and stretched out his neck, as if straining for height amid the others. “Okay, here’s the truth. I was at the bachelor party and we went to a strip club. Maybe I drank too much, but so did everyone else. It was a good time. End of story.”


“That’s hardly the whole story.” Milo picked up where Axel left off. “It was one hell of a night. Levi was smitten with Raven and totally occupied, so we gave him some space and decided to celebrate Axel’s first time at a strip club.”




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Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.

Some things never change.


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Friday, December 18, 2020

Out Now! Night Song by E. D. Parr #MMromance @EvernightPub


Night Song

Words 26,415

E. D. Parr

MM romance, gay seasonal romance

Released from Evernight Publishing December 8, 2020


Twenty-five year old Oliver Honeycutt has no idea how handsome he is. He’s creative, brilliant at his job, and underused in the designer fashion store where he works. Behind the scenes, Oliver takes special care with orders for customer, rock star, Zane Highwood. When Zane is to be the main attraction in the store’s Christmas party, fashion show, Oliver hopes Zane will notice him.

Multi-millionaire, twenty-five year old, Noah Somersby, made his first million

before he was twenty-one and now owns a number of casual-chic menswear 

stores. He’s a designer, gorgeous, and desperate to find a man who will love him

for himself and not see dollar signs as they kiss.


Noah doesn’t often take the train into the city, but one rainy day he does, as he settles into a seat opposite Oliver, the two men exchange interested glances.

In fact, Noah is super attracted to Oliver and Oliver thinks Noah is gorgeous.

As the store holiday season party approaches, can serendipity bring them


Read a red hot teaser

Noah read attraction in Oliver’s gaze. Desire raced over him. He wanted to go slow, but at the same time, he yearned for Oliver’s naked skin against his own, Oliver’s mouth on his, and a sigh escaped him.

Oliver must have sensed his need. He put his own coffee down next to Noah’s, then in a fluid move slipped his hand along Noah’s jaw and held the side of his neck. He whispered against Noah’s lips, and the tease of breath raised a tingle all the way down Noah’s chest.

“I suddenly want you to rush me. I want to rush you. I want to leap ahead as if we’ve seen each other lots. I want to strip you and have you naked in my arms.”

Noah’s cock shot into an erection. His eyes shut, heavy with lust, as he closed his fingers around Oliver’s and stormed his mouth with urgent kisses. He murmured between them, “I can’t think of anything I want more.” He let go of Oliver and opened the buttons on his shirt with trembling fingers. His entire body tensed as sexual need raced over him. He pulled off his shirt and dropped it beside him.

Oliver swept his hands over Noah’s chest and held his shoulders.

The passion in Oliver’s kiss took Noah’s breath away. He dragged Oliver’s t-shirt up. Then, remembering his hurt arm, he gentled his touch and kissed along the soft part of Oliver’s shoulder.

Oliver helped pull off his t-shirt.

The sight of Oliver’s muscled chest sent a pulse of sensation through Noah’s balls, and he ran his fingertips up and down Oliver’s skin. “It feels good to touch you.” Lust overwhelmed him. He hadn’t realized how much he’d missed being with a man until then, and this was special. Touching Oliver let loose such intense desire, he swept his fingers down Oliver’s torso and plunged them into his jeans and underwear. He contacted the head of Oliver’s leaking cock, and his fingertips slipped on the pre-cum. He groaned with pleasure as Oliver held his face and kissed him hard.

Noah opened Oliver’s pants as he returned the delicious kiss. He pushed them and Oliver’s boxers down. Delight filled him as Oliver lifted his ass so that he could take them all the way down his thighs. His heart hammered. His cock leaked. His stomach tensed so tight his balls lifted. He moaned softly into the kiss as he grasped Oliver’s hard dick. Noah stroked a few times, his thumb circling the slippery pre-cum on the slit.

Oliver broke the kisses to breathe. “I want your pants off, too. Your hand on my cock is heaven.” He sighed against Noah’s mouth.

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Author Interview

Do you try more to be original or to deliver to readers what they want?

I write stories that pop into my head and hope that they will resonate with someone. I’d love to think that the love stories I write are what readers want. I don’t think there’s enough love in the world, but even so, my stories are character driven. I always have a happy ending. We all deserve one.

I like to think there’s originality in my work. When I look at the body of my work I see originality within the story plots, but the theme of finding love is always there.

Do you plan all your characters out before you start a story or do they develop as you write?

I never plan my characters, but they’re there before I start the story. Somehow, I just know them. I generally love them, even if one or two of them are flawed. I think that’s a realistic portrayal of people. Who’s perfect after all and as long as they redeem themselves a little that works for me. They do develop but never stray from their initial imprint in my imagination.

What would you like readers to enjoy most about Night Song?

Well the heroes as characters, of course, the love scenes, and the way Noah persists in seeking out Oliver, but I’d love readers to enjoy the humor in the story, and the camaraderie between Oliver and his co-worker, Eddie. That’s where lots of the humor lies.

What are your upcoming projects?

I have an MM romance Sci-Fi releasing from Evernight Publishing January 21, 2021. It’s titled, Love in Danger.

The story is a gay romantic horror, heavy on the romance/love story between the two main characters to offset some of the Sci-Fi horror elements. I loved writing this story because for once, the lovers had already met and we meet them together as partners. I usually write stories that have the characters meeting and falling in love s this was a refreshing change for me as a writer. 

Here’s the blurb for Love in Danger

Centuries ago, the planet they cherished was conquered, but now three warriors from an ancient race of gifted beings intend to remedy that.

Lovers, handsome Corin JaKobi and gorgeous Marcus D’Ath are members of an elite planetary squad that rid the city sectors of the mysterious and dangerous Fallen.

When an old friend uncovers the true horrific nature of the elders in the organization they work for, anger at their duplicity drives Corin, Marcus, and rogue squadron hunter, Zeb to plan for the ruling group’s demise.

It won’t be easy, and when Marcus is captured and detained at the elders’ pleasure, Corin’s white-hot fury at the thought of losing the man he loves knows no bounds.

Will Corin get to his beloved, Marcus, in time to stop the horror that awaits him?

Can the warriors free the planet and return it to the lovely place it was before the aggressors arrived?

Interview with Noah Somersby.

Today we welcome, Noah Somersby one of the heroes from, Night Song

I’ll make this interview fun…


Noah, If you were a dessert, what would you be?


(Laughs) A dessert … I’d have to be my favorite wouldn’t I. Chocolate ice cream with mocha sauce.


What do you do when you need to blow off steam?


Usually I run around the park near where Oliver and I live now, but before we lived together, I dashed into the city gym when I could. I used to do a lot of Parkour, but I’ve toned that down since I got a little older and busier with my work. (Laughs) It might look a little weird a mid-twenties guy in a business suit free running through the city.


What do you look for in a man?


Nothing now I’ve met Oliver. He’s perfect for me. I love him. He’s intelligent, creative, good-looking, sexy, sweet, caring. Next time I’ll bring him with me.


What is in your refrigerator right now?


Oliver and I live together now. There’s cold chicken, and some beer. Honestly, we need to go out for groceries so there’s not much in there right now.


What’s on your bedroom floor?


A pile of fashion magazines and journals. A few design books. An iPad. Probably a t-shirt…


What do you wear in bed?


Depends what I’m doing (smiles) so it ranges from a t-shirt and boxers to nothing … (smiles again) mostly nothing now.


Light on or off?


Either, both


Chocolate or vanilla?


Is that for licking off Oliver’s abs? Has to be chocolate.


What’s your biggest fear?


Oh, well, I only have to think about that for a second. Honestly, it’s losing Oliver’s love. It would break my heart. Nothing else matters.


What is your most treasured possession?


After the last question, Oliver’s not my possession but I treasure him. I can’t think of one specific thing. I guess I’d be lost without my laptop or phone but I tend not to treasure things as much as experiences and people.


What’s your favorite outfit?


I have some old faded Levis and beaten up leather boots that I rely on when I’m not in suits. I usually throw on a t-shirt and my battered leather jacket over the top. I have to wear suits for work.


What do you like to see Oliver dressed in?


Anything he likes, (his eyes mist a little) although I do like him in his ripped jeans, because there’s a frayed bit high on his thigh… I do love to see him in his blue overcoat. It brings out the color of his gorgeous eyes.


Do you have a favorite music track?


My taste and surprisingly Oliver’s too, is eclectic. We’re listening to Mattis stuff right now—love it, and some old Passenger.


We’ll make that the last question. Thanks for visiting. Where are you off to next?


(Smiles) You know that’s another question, right? I have to get back to my office, some fabric samples will have arrived for me. Bye, then.


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Tuesday, December 15, 2020

Late for Love by M.K. Scott #CozyMystery #Giveaway @GoddessFish

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The senior sleuths love a good laugh, but this conundrum is no laughing matter. A missing journalist, an African Grey parrot, and a possible mob connection sound like the beginning of a bad joke. Unfortunately, there is no punchline and no one, aside from the seniors, who would dare to take the case on.

Will their first chance to handle a case on their own prove to be way too much for them to handle, and more importantly, could this first be their last?

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“Bird inspector!” Gus blurted the words.

“What?” Half the time, Jake felt like he came in in the middle of a movie when talking to Gus.

“You know.” Gus bobbed his head. “You wanted to know how we could get into Lyre’s sister’s house. She has the parrot. We could pose as inspectors.”

“That’s…” The word ridiculous stuck in his mouth as he considered his current sum of possibilities. He had zero ways of getting his foot in the door. “Doable. Maybe they register parrots? We need a type of organization. Perhaps we can drop off some expensive parrot seed or something.”

Gus snorted. “Why does every idea involve spending money?”

He had a point. Every cold case they had solved did involve some money even if was just for gas. “It is what it is. Remember that Jim Rockford, television private eye, had a daily rate plus expenses.”

“Yeah,” Gus agreed. “All we have are expenses and no one footing our bill.”

About the Author: M. K. Scott is the husband and wife writing team behind The Painted Lady Inn Mysteries and The Talking Dog Detective Agency. Morgan K Wyatt is the general wordsmith, while her husband, Scott, is the grammar hammer and physics specialist. He uses his engineering skills to explain how fast a body falls when pushed over a cliff and various other felonious activities. The Internet and experts in the field provide forensic information, while the recipes and B and B details require a more hands-on approach. Morgan’s daughter, who manages a hotel, provides guest horror stories to fuel the plot lines. The couple’s dog, Chance, is the inspiration behind Jasper, Donna’s dog. Overall, both are fun series to create and read.

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Saturday, December 12, 2020

The Omega’s Temptation #CoverReveal


I’m over the moon about the cover for my new book – The Omega’s Temptation. I think it represents my characters perfectly.


The Omega’s Temptation is book 3 in the Utopia Series, so you can expect to see some familiar character’s. It'll be out in January from Changeling Press. I'll keep you posted.


BLURB: A bullied omega leaves his pack and hides in plain sight among the humans. But will he reveal his true identity to save the woman he loves. 

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Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.

Some things never change.


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Friday, December 11, 2020

New Release! Patriot (Hades Abyss MC) by Harley Wylde #Holiday #Romance


Patriot (Hades Abyss MC)

Release Date: December 11, 2020

Genres/Themes: Contemporary Romance, Christmas, New Adult, MC Romance, Age Gap

MaryAnne -- I was sixteen when I learned a hard lesson. No, it wasn’t a lesson. It was worse. Kidnapped, tortured, abused in the worst of ways… I’d thought my life was over. Until the day my knight in shining armor came to save me. Patriot. Despite how scary he looks, he has to be the kindest man I’ve ever met. He not only rescues damsels in distress, but animals too. Under that hard exterior is a heart of gold. It doesn’t matter that he’s older than me. The more I get to know him, the harder I start to fall. But why would a man like him ever want someone like me? I’m dirty. Damaged. Broken beyond repair. Or am I? After all, Christmas is a time for miracles.

Patriot -- From the moment I saw her, she’s had me wrapped around her finger. I’ve done my best to chase the fear and shadows from her eyes, show her she’s safe. I’ve taken out nearly every man who ever hurt her, even if she doesn’t know it. And the two who are still standing won’t be for long. I want to see her smile. Make her laugh. What better time than Christmas to prove to her life is worth living? I’ll make it the best she’s ever had!

But there’s only one thing I want under the tree this year… MaryAnne. She deserves better. I’m no angel. I’ve killed. Lied. Stolen. And worse. I tell myself repeatedly to keep my distance… until I can’t. One taste and I know I’ll never walk away. MaryAnne is mine! And if she won’t listen to me, then maybe my whacky parrot can convince her. If there’s one thing the African Grey excels at, it’s talking when he shouldn’t.

WARNING: Patriot contains scenes of graphic violence and sexual content, bad language, and abuse. But it also has a happily-ever-after, a tiny feline terror, the most patient dog on the planet, and a bird who always has to have the last word.

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Copyright ©2020 Harley Wylde

The little kitten pawed at my feet and ankles before bounding around Patriot and then running from the room. I heard a bark and knew another of his strays hadn’t liked being disturbed. For such a tough guy, he had a gentle touch when it came to injured animals. And people.

“I need a few days and I’ll find a place to stay.”

His eyes opened and he leaned in closer until his nose brushed against mine. My eyes nearly crossed, trying to hold his gaze. Before I knew what he was doing, his lips slammed against mine, his hand going to my hair. He grabbed a handful and held me still as he ravaged my mouth. I gripped the sides of his cut, holding on in case my legs gave out. It was my first real kiss, and it felt like I was floating, and burning at the same time.

He drew back, chest heaving, as he stared at me. My cheeks felt like they were on fire and my lips tingled. With anyone else, I’d have been terrified. But this was Patriot, the man who’d saved me, given me a place to live, taken care of me. And he’d kissed me.

“F**k,” he muttered again. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

He started to pull away, but I gripped him tighter and held on. My brain was foggy, and I wasn’t sure I could speak yet. But I knew I didn’t want him to go. I wasn’t upset he’d kissed me. It was wonderful. He was wonderful.

“MaryAnne, I’m sorry. After everything you’ve been through, you don’t need me taking advantage. Christ! I’m twelve years older than you.” He ran a hand down his face and shook his head.

“Patriot, I didn’t push you away, did I?”

“What are you saying, Little Bit?” he asked.

I felt my cheeks get warmer. “I liked it. I trust you, Patriot. There’s no one else I’d want to kiss me.”

What’s on Harley’s Patriot Playlist? Let’s find out…

Zombie (remastered) – Cranberries

Machinehead – Bush

Kickstart My Heart – Motley Crue

Sweet Dreams – Weezer

A Million Dreams – P!nk

Victorius – Skillet

Intergalactic – Beastie Boys

I’m Shipping Up to Boston – Dropkick Murphys


About Harley Wylde

Harley Wylde is the International Bestselling Author of the Dixie Reapers MC, Devil's Boneyard MC, and Hades Abyss MC series.

When Harley's writing, her motto is the hotter the better -- off the charts sex, commanding men, and the women who can't deny them. If you want men who talk dirty, are sexy as hell, and take what they want, then you've come to the right place. She doesn't shy away from the dangers and nastiness in the world, bringing those realities to the pages of her books, but always gives her characters a happily-ever-after and makes sure the bad guys get what they deserve.


The times Harley isn't writing, she's thinking up naughty things to do to her husband, drinking copious amounts of Starbucks, and reading. She loves to read and devours a book a day, sometimes more. She's also fond of TV shows and movies from the 1980's, as well as paranormal shows from the 1990's to today, even though she'd much rather be reading or writing. 


You can find out more about Harley or enter her monthly giveaway on her website. Be sure to join her newsletter while you're there to learn more about discounts, signing events, and other goodies!


"Her characters are phenomenal and have a lot of depth to them. She is absolutely fantastic at writing an engaging sexy story. Harley Wylde keeps the words flowing so that you have to turn the page to see what happens next."

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Thursday, December 10, 2020

Mimi's Paris Dilemma by Elizabeth Cooke #mystery #giveaway @GoddessFish

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Mimi’s Paris dilemma overwhelms her. She feels desolate, unappreciated, her celebrity status lost. The Parisiennes, the women of Paris, have turned against her. They are sympathique to the fate of a woman incarcerated for murder and reject Mimi, who was instrumental in bringing about that fate.

In this, Book Two of The Mimi Series, new crimes are committed. Mimi again is instrumental in helping solve them because of her sensitive petit nez, which pursues nasal clues where no human can follow.

Where few are aware of how truly skillful the little dog is, they slowly come to realize her value, and Mimi’s reputation is gradually restored to its full power.

Read an Excerpt

“Different indeed,” Nicole exclaimed. “More like unique.

Imagine having a dog as co-anchor on an interview show like the popular TONIGHT!”

“Unique, eh?” Rene countered.

“I can’t wait,” Nicole enthused. “But let us start after the fate of Stephan Ledax is decided and the trial done.”

* * * * *

Three weeks went by before Nicole Marcel and Mimi became full-time co-anchors on the TONIGHT TV interview show. They waited to take up their duties until the trial of Stephan Ledax was over.

Nicole testified before the court, as did Rene Couteau, to the attempted rape in the changing room of the studio. The verdict was unanimous: guilty of sexual assault.

During the course of the proceedings, there was testimony from six other women, relating to the pattern of behavior Stephan Ledax evinced over the period of several years - involving a variety of predatory acts – some even cruel: abandonment, abortion, lack of child support.

Stephan Ledax was sentenced to eight years behind bars. As he was led away by a policewoman, his face was distorted and wet with tears.

* * * * *

And so it came to pass.

About the Author: Elizabeth Cooke, born and bred in New York City, graduate of Vassar College and The Sorbonne, is the author of several books about Paris, where she lived in the 1950s.

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Tuesday, December 8, 2020

Can accidental romance turn into real love? Silent Knight/Sleepless Knight by Gale Stanley


Silent Knight / Sleepless Knight by Gale Stanley


Cover art: Bryan Keller

Genres: Gay Romance, Multiple Partners

Length: Box Set

Page Count: 145


Silent Knight

Paul Stanton thought he had it all, a great job, a beautiful condo and a stable relationship with his boss, but when his lover dumps him for another man, Paul is forced to rethink his life. Rather than spend the holidays alone in San Francisco he visits his childhood home in rural Pennsylvania. But only a few days with his family is enough to convince Paul that you can’t go home again.

Paul leaves for the airport in the midst of a snowstorm. Stranded in the woods, a chance meeting with a hunter is his only option for survival. Paul knows the type, a backwoods bigot just like the men he grew up with, but what choice does he have? A few days with the hunter convinces Paul there’s more to Andy Reynolds than meets the eye. But is it enough to bind two men who have nothing in common except their sex?


Sleepless Knight

Andy and Paul are totally committed to each other, but when the two-year itch infects their relationship, Paul becomes distant and refuses to talk about it. Andy arranges a much needed vacation, but on the way home they pick up a hitchhiker who’s willing to trade sex for a roof over his head. Andy will do anything to make Paul happy, even if it means bringing another man into their bed. But is a threesome really the answer? Or will it drive them further apart?


Silent Knight Excerpt:


Andy studied his houseguest. Under different circumstances, Paul’s features would be extremely appealing, but right now, his high cheekbones were an unhealthy shade of pale, and his sensual lips were blue. He hoped Paul would accept his help. “Okay, let’s get you into bed.”

“I usually get dinner first,” Paul mumbled.

Paul’s attempt at humor was a good sign. Andy chuckled. “I’ll give you something to nibble on later, city boy.”

Andy helped his unexpected guest to the sleeping alcove. It was only across the room, but Paul leaned heavily on Andy, and by the time he sat on the bed, sweat beaded on Paul’s forehead. The man was obviously exhausted, but he tried to push Andy away when he attempted to undress Paul.

“Come on, city boy. You need to warm up.”

“I’m good.” Paul’s sentence ended with a shiver.

“You’re not good. You’re hypothermic and maybe frostbitten. Let me take your clothes off, and maybe we’ll save a few body parts.”

Andy’s harsh words must have gotten through to Paul. He stopped protesting and allowed Andy to undress him. When only Paul’s boxers remained, Andy surveyed his body with a clinical eye. There were no disturbing signs of frostbite. He just needed to rest and warm up. Paul might be cold, but he was also incredibly hot. Andy couldn’t help checking out his houseguest’s perfect golden tan. Obviously, the man was from a warmer locale. And Paul’s lean, muscular body, sprinkled with light brown hair, shouted gym rat. When Paul lay down on his back, Andy was surprised to see an erection escaping Paul’s boxers. He reached for the waistband to pull the shorts off.

Paul rose on his elbows and swore under his breath. “See anything you like?”


Sleepless Knight Excerpt


Los Angeles, California

Who gets fired from a stripper job? Un-fucking-believable. He’d missed one fucking last minute schedule change and the manager gave him the boot. At the last club, he’d got sacked for arguing with a customer who’d gotten too frisky.

Maybe he should try another line of work. Do you want fries with that?

Zach consoled himself with a beer at the Banana Bar, an upscale dance club he really couldn’t afford. He didn’t even notice the guy next to him until he felt a firm thigh rubbing against his. He glanced over from the corner of his eye.

“A penny for your thoughts.”

“They’re not worth that much.”

“Bad day?”

“The worst. I lost a lover and a job.”

“Shit, man. That’s too bad. Let me buy you another beer. I’m Rick Lord, by the way.”

“Zach Baker.” He twisted and put out a hand.

“It has a nice ring to it. Real or screen name?”

“I don’t have any use for a screen name. You?”

“You never heard of me?”

“No, can’t say I have.”

“Well, I haven’t been in the business long,” Rick conceded.

“What business is that?”

“Rick Lord of the Jungle.”

Zach looked at him blankly.

“Porn, sweetheart. My dick is getting rave reviews.”

“Sorry man. I’ll have to pick up a copy. I’ve been thinking about getting into skin flicks myself.”

“Really?” Rick eyed him with interest. “My producer is always looking for guys. Wanna show me what you got?”

This could be the break he’d been waiting for -- or just another guy looking for a blowjob. What the hell. Zach couldn’t afford to pass up a chance, even a small one. He nodded.

“Meet me in the alley.” Rick threw some money on the bar. Zach slid off the stool and walked toward the backdoor, knowing Rick would follow.

Light from the street cast a dim glow over the alley. Zach unzipped and freed himself. Rick ran his fingers up and down Zach’s flaccid prick. Zach took over, pumping until his erection grew long and hard in his hand. “Seven inches.”

Rick licked his lips. “Nice, but let’s see what you can do.”

Zach expected he’d have to audition. He got to his knees and worked on Rick’s zipper. The man’s cock sprang free. Already rock hard, it didn’t need much work. Christ, eight or nine inches at least. But Zach had no doubts about his cock sucking abilities.

He closed his eyes and inhaled Rick’s intoxicating male scent before licking the head of his cock and wrapping his lips around the shaft. Zach relaxed his throat muscles and let the long, hard length ease down his throat until Rick’s trimmed bush tickled his nose.

Zach slid his lips back up Rick’s cock and he sucked on the sensitive head. The taste of precum exploded on his tongue and he sucked harder. He reached down and fisted his own stiff dick.

“That’s it sweetheart. Use your tongue.” Rick urged him on.

He knew Rick was close when he started fucking Zach’s mouth in earnest. In a few minutes Rick filled his throat with spurts of hot salty cum.

Zach swallowed Rick’s load and jerked his own cock in a frenzied attempt to get off. A few more hard strokes and he splattered the bricks with his cum.



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Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.

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