 The man staggered away a few steps but didn’t go down. Drawing a handgun, he stood straddling Kyle’s ankles, gun pointed at his head. “You know I can’t let him live. He knows too much.” Daniel stopped short and squared his shoulders. “You?” “It was you?” Pierre sidestepped until he was closing in on the man from the other side. Kyle caught a glimpse of the other Militia people; he was able to count three more besides Daniel and Pierre now. They had his assailants face down in a row, heads pressed against the wall perpendicular to the door. “Get them out of here,” Pierre snapped, waving one arm. The sound of bodies being moved filled the room for a short time; then it was just the four of them. In motion, going so fast he was hard for Kyle to keep track of, Daniel covered the last few feet to the person holding a gun on Kyle. Before the agent could react, Daniel had his wrist in a grip Kyle knew from their sparring as an iron-like vise. He twisted with enough force, Kyle heard bone snap. The man screamed when Daniel yanked him closer, flipped him around, and held him against his chest. The gun clattered to the ground, kicked away by Pierre. Daniel used his free hand, reached to the man’s riot visor, and tugged it off his head. “You set them up!” he growled. “Set them up and killed them the same as if you’d pulled the trigger yourself.” Kyle saw the man’s face when the helmet was removed. He lifted his gaze to look into first Pierre’s and then Daniel’s face. “We all trusted you.” Pierre’s voice was harsh and raw. “Keller, an entire barracks trusted and followed you. This is how you repay all of us?”     NEW RELEASE 
Book Title: Armed and Ready for Love Author: Dann Hazel Publisher: Original Press Cover Artist: Josh Fippen Release Date: November 6, 2024 Tense/POV: third person, past tense, single POV Genres: Dark MM historical romance Tropes: Small town romance, second chance, hurt/comfort Themes: Coming out, forgiveness Heat Rating: 4 flames Length: 91 509 words/ 332 pages This is the first book in the series, Aphrodite in Disguise, but may be read as a standalone. It does not end on a cliffhanger. Buy Links - Available in Kindle Unlimited 
We all live obsessed by our fiery passions. And yet, we remain so far from satisfaction. Blurb Jonathan Wren survives growing up in the South amid extreme homophobia and the ravages of a pandemic. When he meets a charismatic young man in a gay bathhouse, he falls in love, despite his best friend’s warning that looking for love in a bathhouse is a fool’s game. Several years pass after realizing his friend was right. True love remains as elusive in Jonathan’s life as snow in Miami. Until he meets Ryan during a trip to Savannah. But even then, there are obstacles in his way. Jonathan struggles with his own self-loathing, partially brought on by Andre Fast’s rejection of him. Andre was a childhood friend who, after gaining fame and fortune, delivers condemnation and hatred toward gay men. Jonathan wonders how he can ever attain his “happily ever after.” Armed and Ready for Love is a dark gay romance, a story of the sadness of love lost, the betrayal of old friends, the torment of obsession and the frustrations of searching for the right man. Excerpt Tommy was tall. Thin but muscular. Not, he said when Jon shamelessly commented on his physique, from consciously bulking up, but because he enjoyed yardwork, sailing, swimming and biking. Like Jon, Tommy remained in his hometown to attend college—he was a junior at the College of Charleston—and while he didn’t live at home, as Jon did, he visited his parents frequently. “I’m an only child. And they’re doting parents, for sure. There’s something of a co-dependency in that dynamic, I’ll admit.” He wore round, wire-framed glasses, a big turn-on, as Jonathan was increasingly attracted to the intellectual type. He noticed a sexy twinkle in Tommy’s playful eyes. Jonathan continued to sip his third gin and tonic while Tommy enjoyed a glass of Pinot Grigio. “Who was that guy with you when I walked in?” Tommy’s feigned nonchalance was not especially effective at concealing his suspicion. “He’s a friend of mine. From college.” “Close friends?” Jonathan smirked. “I don’t know exactly what you mean by that.” “Sorry,” Tommy said. “I have a tendency to stick my nose where it doesn’t belong.” “Let me put it this way. We’re close, but not intimate.” Predictably, the two of them wound up in Jonathan’s room. Right away, Jon began crawling all over Tommy with pent-up desire. “Hold on, cowboy!” Tommy said with a friendly laugh. He placed his glasses on the table next to the condoms. “I’m flattered. Truly I am. But how about we take it slow? Maybe it has something to do with my being from genteel Charleston, but I’m an incurable romantic. I don’t want to jump your bones before we’ve barely said hello.” Jonathan wanted to say, sarcastically: But you stumbled into a gay bathhouse. But Jon felt such harshness would probably offend him. The tension settled into comfort as the men talked, this time about dreams and goals and the progress they’d made in coming out. “Mom and Dad don’t know,” Tommy admitted. “Whose parents do? But I’ve never told them I was straight, either. I think they suspect I’m gay because they never ask about girlfriends anymore. That’s a relief, but I feel like a stranger to them. Still, I do believe they love me—and would continue to love me, even if I laid it all out for them. But why risk it?” He shrugged, then leaned into a common rationalization among closeted gay men. “My sex life is my own business.” Jonathan nodded with perfect understanding. “What about your parents, Jonathan?” Jonathan chuckled glumly. “No one in my family knows. I’m as big a wimp as they come. After hearing Mom tell the story of my father’s Navy experience with a gay man in New Orleans, I knew to keep my mouth shut.” Tommy’s face lit up. He snuggled even closer in the small bed. “Do tell!” About the Author Dann Hazel has been writing both fiction and nonfiction for more than twenty years. Besides writing romance, he has taught high school English and journalism, college psychology and human sexuality, directed federal grants and worked as a therapist in a psychiatric hospital. His fiction genre interests include thrillers, horror, literary and gay romance. He has published the Some Like It Haute Gay Romance Series, including Room for Dessert, My Own Private Biscuit and Lonely Diner. Nonfiction works include Witness: Gay and Lesbian Clergy Report from the Front and Moving On: The Gay Man’s Guide for Coping When a Relationship Ends. Dann’s personal interests include reading and writing, cinema, jogging, Broadway, keeping abreast of current events and travel. Currently, Dann lives in Central Florida with his husband, Josh, and their American Eskimo canine, Flurry. Social Media Links Blog/Website | Facebook | Instagram| Twitter Giveaway Enter the Rafflecopter Giveaway for a chance to win one of 3 ebooks from the Some Like It Haute series. 
  They left the restaurant and walked to Wyatt’s car. Stepping around Val, Wyatt went to the passenger side and unlocked the car door. Val saw Wyatt glance around the parking lot. No one else was around. When Wyatt reached out and slipped one hand through Val’s hair and pulled him gently closer, Val tensed despite his brain screaming at him not to. “Shush. I’m not going to hurt you.” Wyatt tenderly brushed his fingers through Val’s hair. “Though, I’ll be honest, I have hurt people. But they were bad people stealing valuable national treasures and wouldn’t give them back.” Val burst out laughing, and the tension left him. Wyatt smiled in that way that made the corners of his eyes crinkle. When Wyatt leaned in toward Val again, he inched forward. Enjoy more snippets in the Rainbow Snippets Facebook group. Run for the Roses is available in eBook, paperback
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Book Title: The Unquiet House (Regency Paranormal, Book 2) Author: Ellie Thomas Publisher: JMS Books Cover Artist: in-house with publisher Release Date: October 26, 2024 Tense/POV: Third person, past tense, single POV Genres: MM Historical Paranormal Tropes: Hurt/Comfort, Opposites Attract, Friends to Lovers Themes: Haunting, ghosts, romantic suspense, peril Heat Rating: 3 flames Length: 17 520 words It is not a standalone story. It is book 2 in my Regency Paranormal series. It does not end on a cliffhanger. Buy Links 
In Regency England, Sam and Christian come across a ghostly disturbance at a country house. Can their combined skills resolve the problem before someone, including themselves, gets seriously hurt? Blurb After barely surviving their terrifying encounter with the spectre of the hooded monk during the previous autumn, Christian Maxwell and Sam Gillespie have consolidated their romantic relationship and are starting to gain a reputation for dealing with the unknown. For this reason, they receive an invitation to Haverford House in Wiltshire during the spring of 1817. The owners of the historic haunted manor house, Mr. and Mrs. Huxley, are being afflicted by a series of inexplicable incidents. With his sensitivity to atmosphere, Christian is immediately alerted to danger. Yet, despite their best efforts, neither he nor Sam can discern the cause, although their search brings them closer as a couple and as a team. As sinister events develop, can our devoted duo unmask the culprit without putting themselves in danger? Excerpt Christian regarded the stolid group of middle-aged people surrounding Sam, the second vicar, with a darker shade to his complexion from the Caribbean sun. Sam had already struck up an animated conversation with the colonel’s lady. His face, shaded by candlelight into fascinating planes and hollows, was alight with interest. Christian was so distracted that he lost the thread of Mrs. Huxley’s discourse. “You’ve met my husband, of course.” Christian dragged his attention away from Sam to regard his host. “And near to him is Ernest Bell, a distant relative of mine. It’s very good of him to support us in our endeavours since our son Gordon returned to university after the Christmas vacation. Of course, Ernest’s very fond of the place. He was a regular visitor in my Cousin Grenville’s day.” Christian placed Mr. Bell in his early thirties, somewhat younger than the Huxleys. There was little or no family resemblance to the fair and even-featured Mrs. Huxley. The man was dark haired and had a strong craggy face. He seemed completely at ease, conversing easily as though taking his cue from his hosts. As the meal commenced, Mrs. Huxley was monopolised by the gentleman on her other side, allowing Christian to absorb the surrounding ambience. The candlelight flattered the diners and the ready supply of wine increased the merry flow of conversation. The food is excellent, Christian thought, nibbling on a chicken leg. The dishes were removed by a small number of well-trained staff. The Huxleys clearly hadn’t stinted on the domestic sphere of their enterprise. “Have you come far?” A gruff male voice broke into Christian’s preoccupations. “Not at all. Only the other side of the county,” he replied. “We hail from Suffolk.” Unprompted, the gentleman leaned over the lady sitting between them and launched into a treatise on the historic sights of that region. Thankfully, he required little in the way of a response. Without having to pay much attention, Christian simply interjected the occasional, “Oh really? How interesting.” In such congenial surroundings, Christian almost forgot that he and Sam weren’t invited to enjoy the convivial atmosphere. When the hair rose on the back of Christian’s neck, at first, he assumed it was due to a stray draught, understandable in such an ancient and large space. Rather than easing, the sensation intensified and Christian felt his shoulders tense, as if braced for attack. He felt a sudden burst of malice like a silent cackle of mocking laughter. Again, he couldn’t place the source of ill-intent until a footman leaned between Christian and Mrs. Huxley to place a covered salver on the table. As the servant reached across to lift the lid, Christian hissed, “Don’t!” His voice was low, but his urgency transmitted to his hostess and the footman, who hesitated in mid-action. Mrs. Huxley threw a startled glance towards Christian. However, her voice was calm as she said, “Take it away, please, Simon.” The young server obeyed without question. Mrs. Huxley murmured, “Excuse me.” She accompanied the footman from the room without attracting any attention. Christian’s collar felt constricting and the candlelight too bright for his strained nerves. He took a sip of wine to steady himself before he glanced around the table. There was no discernible change in the level of chatter and general merriment. Christian attempted to focus in vain. He could no longer sense the slightest whiff of the ill-feeling that had vanished like a puff of smoke in a strong breeze. He jumped at the light touch on his shoulder. “May I borrow you for a moment?” Mrs. Huxley asked. Christian turned to see that his hostess was pale, her eyes wide with alarm. “Yes, of course.” He rose to follow her, unnoticed except by Mr. Huxley, briefly hesitating in mid-comment, and Sam, who quickly looked up before resuming his discourse. Christian followed the lady into the service region of the house. In a pantry, the silver salver sat alone on a shelf, guarded by the footman. “I thought you ought to see this for yourself.” Mrs. Huxley nodded to the footman, who lifted the lid without ceremony. Instead of the expected delicacy, on the gleaming silver platter lay a dead rat with a candied cherry in its mouth. About the Author Ellie Thomas lives by the sea. She comes from a teaching background and goes for long seaside walks where she daydreams about history. She is a voracious reader, especially about anything historical. She mainly writes historical gay romance. Author Links Blog/Website | Facebook | Facebook Group Twitter | Newsletter Sign-up | Bluesky 
 Ian thought about Taren’s request. He didn’t often like having his senses deprived, but Taren so rarely asked to use something so intense. Ian could deny the request, of course, but he was curious, trusted his husband without reservation and it was another item on their fantasy list. Swallowing hard and clearing his throat Ian said, “Yes, sir.” “You won’t be able to speak well enough so I can understand you, so instead of a safe word, we’ll need a safe signal,” Taren said and sat beside Ian again. Ian nodded. He extended two fingers on his right hand. “Stop.” Then a finger on his left hand. “Okay.” Taren smiled and brushed his fingers through Ian’s unruly hair. “That works.” He fitted the hood over Ian’s head, entrenching him in darkness. Straps were secured around his head to further cover his ears and a mouth gag with a strap overlaying it was fastened into place. Ian strained to hear anything. He heard Taren’s voice, but it was muffled so Ian couldn’t make out any words. His Dom sounded far away. Taren ran his fingers along Ian’s sides. Completely unprepared for the touch, Ian clenched his fists tight and flinched. There was another light stroke along his thigh and Ian barely had the chance to try to twist into the sensation when there was a slap to his rear before his cock was gripped and his slit assaulted with Taren’s thumb. Thick, warm lube was drizzled between his ass cheeks and worked around his hole with Taren’s finger. Ian tried to squirm into Taren’s fingertip, but it was gone as quickly as it’d made contact. More touches, some hard, some soft, some sharp slaps, others gentle caresses came without any warning for Ian. He became aware of the fact he was gently swaying. His cock was hard, demanding release. His balls heavy, they hurt even when Taren wasn’t squeezing them.     NEW RELEASE 
Book Title: Divided Road Author: Anne Barwell Publisher: LaceDragon Publishing Cover Artist: Covers by Jo (Jo Clement) Release Date: October 29, 2024 Tense/POV: 3rd person/past tense Genres: Contemporary MM Romance, Rock band Tropes: Small Town Romance Themes: Fate, Family Length: 59 000 words/219 pages Heat Rating: 3 flames It’s part of The Road to Rocktoberfest, but all books stand alone and do not end on a cliffhanger. Buy Links - Available in Kindle Unlimited 
The chance of a lifetime or their final performance? Blurb The chance of a lifetime or their final performance? Owen Stanton has been a member of the Kiwi band Flightless since high school. So far, he’s managed to walk the fine line between playing fiddle for the band and pursuing his classical violin career. An opportunity arises to audition for a prestigious string quartet, and Owen takes his family’s advice to go for it. After all, it’s not like he’s going to make the cut, right? And if he does, the decision won’t have to be made until after the band’s highly anticipated performance at a popular New Zealand music festival. Jared Murphy joins Flightless when their keyboard player faces a family crisis and needs to take a break. Soon he and Owen are writing music together and creating something beautiful between them. It’s a shame it won’t last. After all, Jared’s only standing in. When the once in a lifetime invitation comes for the band to play at Rocktoberfest, decisions need to be made, even if taking the right path may end up in divided roads. Divided Road is a book in the multi-author Road to Rocktoberfest 2024 series. Each book can be read as a standalone, but why not read them all and see what trouble our bands get into next? Hot rockstars and the men who love them, what more could you ask for? Kick back, load up your kindle and enjoy the men of Rocktoberfest! Excerpt Caught up in the music, Jared hummed along with the harmony he added underneath, his voice merging with Owen’s, then breaking away. After a few moments, he stopped, realising that everyone else had stopped playing. He flushed, heat spreading through him. “Shit, sorry. I didn’t intend to do that and barge into your solo. I won’t do it again.” “Lincoln didn’t say you could sing,” Owen said slowly. “I don’t, usually.” Jared had a passable voice and could hold a melody, but mainly only sang in the shower. However, something about being with the band had shaken off his inhibitions, and he’d joined in like he and Owen had sung together forever. Owen and Clay exchanged a look before Clay spoke. “Your voice is great and added to the song. If you want to sing again, you should. We’ll tell you if it’s not working, but I think it will.” “Patterns in the Sand is a love song.” Owen hesitated. “I wrote it, thinking of two guys. Clay’s our lead singer, but not the timbre I heard in my head. Yours is.” “I don’t want….” Bad enough that Jared was taking Lincoln’s spot. He didn’t want to get too comfortable and encroach on anyone else’s role. “We’ve all sung on different songs,” Clay reassured him. “I’m happy to step back and support you and Owen in this one. If you want to, of course. Singing in public is way different to doing it here.” “I’d like to, if that’s okay,” Jared said shyly. He’d never been asked to do anything like this before. “I’ll give it a go at least.” “Right, that’s sorted then.” Rachel sounded delighted. “I think you’re going to be a great fit, Jared. Welcome to Flightless.” “Thanks. I won’t let you down.” About the Author Anne Barwell lives in Wellington, New Zealand. She shares her home with kitty siblings Byron and Marigold, who are already running the house and causing havoc. Anne works in a library, is an avid reader and watcher of a wide range of genres, and is constantly on the look-out for more hours in her day. She likes to write in series and even so called one shots seem to breed more plot bunnies. Her writing is like her reading - across a range of genres, although her favourites are paranormal, fantasy, SF, and historical. Music often plays a part in her stories and/or her characters are musicians. She also hosts and reviews for other authors, and writes monthly blog posts for Love Bytes. She is the co-founder of the New Zealand Rainbow Romance writers, and a member of RWNZ. Her books have received honourable mentions five times, reached the finals four times—one of which was for best gay book—and been a runner up in the Rainbow Awards. Social Media Links Blog/Website | Facebook | Twitter Instagram | Newsletter Sign-up | Pinterest Facebook group | The Sleepless City Website | The Sleepless City FB Group Giveaway Enter the Rafflecopter Giveaway for a chance to win one of five ebooks from the author's backlist 
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Book Title: Persistence of Memory Author: J.M. Snyder Publisher: JMS Books LLC Narrator: Nick Johnson Release Date: September 25, 2024 Tense/POV: first person, present tense, single. Genres: MM Dystopian Romance Tropes: amnesia Themes: love despite everything Heat Rating: 1 flame Length: 2 hours and 28 minutes It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger. Buy Links 
Blurb Five years ago Joah was culled—kidnapped by the government to be trained as a soldier. In the process, they erased his memory, destroying his past, his dreams, everything but his name. Armed with that alone, Joah escapes from the facility in search of someone to help him recall the man he used to be. That person is Tobin, Joah’s husband, who never gave up hope of finding him again. He refuses to believe that the strength of his love alone won’t be enough to bring back Joah’s memories of their shared lives, and he’s determined to bring back the man beneath the soldier, the man he knows has to love him. But an alarm in the chip blocking Joah’s memories was triggered at his escape, and if it isn’t removed soon, it will shriek his life away. Removing it won’t bring back his past, and may destroy the present that Tobin has tried so hard to build between them. How can the love they once shared possibly survive? About the Author J.M. Snyder is a multi-published author of gay erotic romance who started writing fanfic (specifically, boyband slash). She has worked with several different e-publishers, including Amber Allure Press and Torquere Press, and had short stories published in anthologies by Alyson Books, Cleis Press, eXcessica, and Lethe Press. In 2010, she started JMS Books LLC to promote and publish her own work as well as that of other authors she enjoys. Author/Social Media Links Audible Profile | Blog/Website | Facebook 
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