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Clouded Hell by JR Gray #GayRomance @TheOriginalGray

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About Clouded Hell

I survive on avoidance. Physical pain to avoid the mental. Disposable flesh to avoid relationships. Work to avoid attachment. My club became my empire of avoidance. Inside the ring millions are won and lost. The fight is confined to breaths, actions and reactions, fists and pain. Rules don’t exist. Only my opponent exists.

I’d been avoiding my needs for far too long when Remi stumbles into the Inferno and I’m hungry. The promise of a submissive with no attachment is far too tempting. I can’t resist him. He was only supposed to be a distraction, but I know I’ll never get over him. There isn’t a chance in this clouded hell.

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“It’s fucking hell being with you. Has anyone ever told you that?”
His grin broadened. “The whole world is hell, doll. At least with me you get a reprieve from the sun.”
“So this is hell at night?”
“I like to think of it as Clouded Hell. One of the rare cool days you’ve got to hold on to when everything else won’t quit.”
He lifted his hand again, and instead of smacking me like I expected, he cupped my cheek and brought his forehead to mine. I fucking melted, right there in his inner circle of hell, and I wouldn’t have changed it.
About J.R. Gray
When not staying up all night writing, J.R. Gray can be found at the gym where it’s half assumed he is a permanent resident to fulfill his self-inflicted masochism. A dominant and a pilot, Gray finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. He frequently interrupts real life, including normal sleep patterns and conversations, to jot down notes or plot bunnies. Commas are the bane of his existence even though it’s been fully acknowledged they are necessary, they continue to baffle and bewilder. If Gray wasn’t writing…well, that’s not possible. The buildup of untold stories would haunt Gray into an early grave, insanity or both. The idea of haunting has always appealed to him. J.R. Gray is genderqueer and prefers he/him pronouns.

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First Day of Sexy-Jules Dixon-Holiday Hotties Series- @JulesofTripleR #MMRomance #LGBT #Holiday #amreading

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Welcome to the first day of The Twelve Days of Sexy! 

Each day for twelve days I will have guest authors and today I will be kicking off the fun with my Holiday Hotties series! The first day of Sexy is Partridge in a Pear Tree, like the song. So I’ve decided to give you my famous Cranberry Pear Sangria. Here it is: 

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And what would the holidays be without a little something to read while you sip your sangria. 

The next Holiday Hotties Series! 

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Snowflake Smiles– Amazon and KindleUnlimited Buy

Racecar driver Ben Carver’s trip home takes a detour when the storm of the decade dumps piles of snow on his plans. With no available hotels, he’s committed to riding out the storm and holiday in a restaurant until his phone buzzes and a stranger announces he’s come to save Ben from a Christmas alone. Ben’s ready for a new challenge in his fast-moving life, but the brooding tree farmer might have too many secrets that will keep them from getting their relationship to the checkered flag.

Christmas tree farmer Ford Lennox returned to western Nebraska after his parents passed away in quick succession and left unanswered questions about how he really came into the world. He dedicates himself to reviving his parent’s business and giving holiday happiness to others, much to the detriment of his personal life. A night snowed in with the comfort of the blazing fire and a man who makes his heart race has him wondering if he’s hidden too much for too long and maybe the past doesn’t matter as much as the future does.

Will Ford end up being the best Christmas gift Ben’s ever received?

Jingle Bell Joy– Amazon Link, coming soon! 

Surgeon Gabe Evanston climbs into his SUV and heads north after a breakup text that shows him how much his ex wasn’t right for him. But will there ever be someone who is right? The stocking-capped hottie in the hallway of the condo he rents helps him to believe that better days ahead are possible, but when life continues to go downhill his hope dwindles. Can Gabe recover his heart before it’s too late or will distance keep them apart?

Snowboard instructor Drake Kellis jokes around to hide his fears of failing … again. Instead of putting himself out there, he spends his nights with the beautiful blonde in his apartment—the one with a wagging tail. A surprise meeting happens on the mountain, but the chair lift malfunctions, forcing Drake and Gabe to make a hard decision: crash or jump? Will Drake figure out his life before it’s too late, jumping again, but this time into love?

Coming End of December–

Champagne Cheers

Aspiring venture capitalist Matteo Bianci III has one chance to prove himself to his brutally honest father or his dreams of becoming a partner in the Bianci business will be over. Sent to assess the return potential on several Niagara-on-the-Lake area vineyards, Matteo’s short business visit turns into an unplanned vacation when a lake-effect blizzard causes whiteout conditions and the airport closes. Matteo’s attraction to the bed and breakfast and vineyard’s young owner isn’t in the plan, the solid one he’s had since he was fourteen. It can’t happen, but still he wonders what it would be like to have someone to kiss on New Year’s Eve.

Janek Becker’s vineyard is struggling, so when the stubborn rich guy shows at his door declaring he has a reservation in his closed bed and breakfast, Janek’s torn between turning him away into the snow or making a pitch to the man who could save his future. When the vineyard’s generator stops working and equipment breaks in the fermenting house threatening the year’s wine, will they work together to save the crop? Will Matteo realize a good endeavor when he sees one and invest his heart? Or will he decide that the Three Cheers Winery and Janek aren’t worth the risk?

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Dark Days by @NaomiClark @EvernightPub #Romance #LGBT

Thanks for having me here on your blog today! I’m really delighted to be here to share a teaser from my new novel, DARK DAYS, the sequel to BLOOD WITCH. The book was a real labour of love for me – BLOOD WITCH was supposed to be a quick, one-off novella and instead it turned into the start of a new series. With DARK DAYS, I had a lot of plot threads to follow up, new elements to introduce, and new threats to throw at my characters. I always think a good sequel should raise the stakes and open up the world, and I think I succeeded at that! You’ll get to learn a little bit more about Tristesse’s world (just a little bit; she’s still keeping lots of secrets!), meet a new addition to Lola’s ragtag team, and see new magic and enemies arise. All of which should lead nicely into Book 3…But hopefully you’ll enjoy Book 2 first!

Excerpt

“The ley line made you sick.”
“I’m getting desperate.”
Tristesse shifted her position so she could free Lola’s hair from
the messy bun she’d piled it in. “I would happily teach you ley line
magic. It’s been a long time since I had an apprentice. But the experience did
make you very sick.”
“Protecting me again?” Lola pulled a face at her.
Tristesse tangled her hands in Lola’s hair, smiling. “A dead
apprentice is useless to me.”
Lola took her hand, weaving her fingers through Tristesse’s.
“I want you to teach me.” Her first and last experience with the
power of the ley line had been awful, but the potential there, the power
flowing all around her, just out of reach… Not a day had passed without her
thinking about it. Maybe once you were used to it, the sickness went away.
Maybe it was like adjusting to a high altitude or something. Nobody ever
learned anything valuable without a little suffering, after all.
Instead of answering, Tristesse pushed her over so she lay on her
back. The demon straddled her, pinning her to the sofa and leaning down to kiss
her. This time she wasn’t soft or sweet, and Lola gasped, arching her body up
to meet Tristesse’s instinctively. Tristesse deepened the kiss, pushing her
hips down to pin Lola’s lower body as well, and a swell of lust rose in Lola,
sweeping everything else away.
It was annoying, how easily Tristesse could turn her on and
distract her. It left her aching for more, and she had no idea how much
Tristesse could give her.
Tristesse broke the kiss but nipped Lola’s throat with a playful
growl, making Lola squeak. “I’m a demanding teacher,” Tristesse
warned her.
“But I’m an excellent student.” Lola freed her hands and
draped them around Tristesse’s neck, pulling her back for another kiss.
“How soon can we start?”
Tristesse slid her hand under Lola’s thin hoodie, tracing the
curve of her breast through her bra. “Seems like we already have.”
Her touch sent shivers of need through Lola, and her brazen
invitation was almost too good to resist. The only thing holding Lola back was
a reluctant sense of urgency. There were so many things to do, especially now
she’d agreed to go to the Choir meeting tomorrow night. She could easily waste
a few hours, even a whole day, rolling around on the sofa with Tristesse, but
that wouldn’t pay her bills or help her clients or find Yvette. More’s the
pity.

 

With a sigh, she wriggled out from under her. “Hold that
thought. Let’s go paint shopping.”
 
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About the Author
Naomi likes writing, perfume,
fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars,
not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she
learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography
writing. When she’s not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she’s
hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If
the cat isn’t available, she’s with her fiancé watching cookery shows and
silently plotting her next book.

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Twitter – @naomi_jay

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Crossroads by @GaleStanley #GayFiction #RomanceOnTheGo @EvernightPub

 

Hi! Thanks for letting me stop by to talk about my new book – Crossroads. 

The story was inspired by a recent trip to New Orleans. We stayed at the historic Omni Royal Orleans in the heart of the French Quarter and we were able to walk to all the fantastic restaurants, shopping, and entertainment. We toured the area hit by Katrina, the cemeteries, and the voodoo museum. In movies and TV, voodoo is usually shown as a dark and scary practice.  In reality, it’s a religious practice in which the followers have direct contact with the spirits. And that’s the story I wanted to tell.

The events in Crossroads take place around Christmas, a season of miracles, but really, it could happen any time of the year. All you have to do is believe…









Blurb

Long time lovers, Louis Abellard and Jesse Trudeau work in a Voodoo shop in the French Quarter. Jesse is a believer, but Louis turned his back on the spirits when they allowed his mother to die of cancer.

When Jesse is hospitalized with leukemia, Louis is desperate to save him. He’ll do anything—except ask the spirits for help. Then one night an unlikely ally makes contact, and Louis finds himself at a crossroads. Maybe it’s time to revisit his past and confront his inner demons.

Excerpt from Crossroads

My grandmother led me downstairs to an alcove at the far end of the shop where she did readings. We sat on opposite sides of a small wood table, and she shuffled the tarot cards carefully. They were old and she treated them like they were made of glass. I’d never seen another deck like hers. Each card had a detailed painting of a Loa or his religious symbol, a veve. It would be my first reading and suddenly I wasn’t sure it was a good idea. All this because a madman broke into my house and touched a nerve? I must be crazy. I opened my mouth to stop Mawmaw, but she spoke first.

“You know I can’t fix Jesse?”

If only. “Yes.”

“And I’m not a fortune teller. I can’t tell you whether or not a certain event will happen.”

I rolled my eyes. “What can you tell me?”
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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.


#NewRelease BAD TEDDY BEAR by @GaleStanley of @EvernightPub. #MM #Romance #ShortStory #LGBT

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Writers get ideas in so many different ways. The plot for BAD TEDDY BEAR came to me while watching a football game. Of course, I missed all the good plays because most of the action was going on inside my head. And now here it is in an ebook.

BAD TEDDY BEAR Blurb

Down and dirty sex. That’s the name of the game for Theodore West.

They still call him Bear, even though his days in pro ball are over. Plenty of men are still anxious to be topped by the Bear and he’s happy to oblige as long as his partner understands the rules. No strings and no repeats.

Bear could win an academy award for his alpha-player performance, but in reality, he’d love to give up control. He’s a big man who likes the idea of being topped by a twink. In college, he found the perfect lover, but he dumped him rather than risk tarnishing his image. When Finn shows up, he turns Bear’s world upside-down. But, can the Bad Teddy Bear finally accept his submissive side?

Teaser

The musky scent of sex filled Bear’s nostrils. Revved up, he pounded away at the man under him. Each forceful thrust brought a grunt from Bear and an answering groan from Jack… Whatshisname?

“Gotta come. Bear, please.”

Bear was close too. He reached around and fisted Jack’s dick. He started pumping—

“Fuck.” Jack’s balls drew up tight and he soaked the mattress with his cum.

Bear followed. A few seconds later, he pulled out and rose on his knees to remove the condom. Drained, he lay on his back panting, and ran a hand through the damp matted hair on his chest. Before Bear could protest, Jack leaned over and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips.

What the fuck!

Smooching might be fun for some guys but Bear considered it a sexual speed bump. Something to be tolerated in order to get to the good stuff. Well the good stuff was over and Bear wasn’t interested in lovey-dovey bullshit. Sure, he had feelings, but they were all below his waist. Sex was a biological urge like being thirsty or taking a piss. Once he satisfied an urge, he was done. End of story.

Jack snuggled against his body. “That was great, Bear. When I recognized you at the minimart, I never thought I’d end up getting fucked by the Big Bad Bear.”

“Guess this was your lucky day.”

“I’ll never forget that play you made right before you got injured. You could have been one of the greats.”

For crying out loud. Bear didn’t need the reminder. He could replay every second of that night in his head.

“But you’re still built like a brick house. Hot. As. Hell. Blah, blah, blah…”

Jack’s words were a low, insistent drone in Bear’s ear, like a bunch of honeybees buzzing around his head. He tuned them out, grunted and sat up. Pillow talk bored him. Careful of his aching knees, he swung his legs over the side of the bed.

“Hey. You don’t have to go. Stay. I’ll order a pizza.”

Bear stood up and finger combed his shaggy brown mane. He never spent the night. Just like he never brought a hookup back to his place. Even if he didn’t work nights, and have the old man to worry about, he wouldn’t do a sleepover. What was the point? He got what he came for. His sexual tension had been relieved and he felt good. Why spoil it with a cuddle. Cuddlers were space invaders and intimacy made a guy vulnerable.

Bear picked up his clothes. “Gotta go to work.”

“Where? Call me—”

Bear slammed the bedroom door behind him and struggled into his jeans. Jack didn’t follow. Guess he finally got the idea. Jack knew what he was getting. Or not getting. Bear always laid down the ground rules before hooking up. No long-term relationships. Some guys thought a good fuck would change everything. Ahh, sorry Jack. It wasn’t that good. Not for me, anyway.

Bear gripped his car keys and left Jack’s apartment. He had just enough time to stop home, shower, and put the old man to bed.

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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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Hop For Visibility, Awareness and Equality

 

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In recognition of the International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia, and Biphobia, I am participating in the Hop For Visibility, Awareness, and Equality May 17-24.

The blog hop can be found here: http://hopforvisibilityawarenessandequality.blogspot.com/ . 

Every life is worthy of finding happiness, satisfaction, and love. Nothing makes someone else’s happiness more important than our own or their existence ever more worthy. But statistics show that 80% of Gay and Lesbian Youth report severe social isolation (Do Something.org). It is a basic human need to be accepted and connected to other humans, but yet there are so many who feel the draining power of not being heard or understood. In addition, 80% of transexual students felt unsafe at school because of their gender expression. Those statistics should scare, enrage and worry, at least they do me. Safety, again, is a basic human need. If one doesn’t feel safe, it is hard to be open to love and intimacy, which again can lead to feelings of isolation.

So, what can I do? 

There are several worthwhile organizations that concentrate on getting the word out there of inclusion and acceptance, PFLAG.org, GLSEN.org, and Friendfactor.org being a few, but there are so many others that do a wonderful job as well. I encourage everyone to check on local organizations in their area to help make a difference. A place to start might be LGBT Centers to search for a group in your area. 

Creating an environment for talking openly about sexual orientations and gender identifications is crucial starting at a young age, as indicated by the safety statistic of trans youth. As a parent who’s daughter came out as pansexual in high school, I could see how she struggled. I’d like to think she knew we’d be accepting because we cherish her for the spunky and amazing person she is, but it’s still not easy to put myself in her shoes and imagine what she felt. Fear? Hopelessness? Alone? She now says she always knew we wouldn’t change our love of her, but she’s grateful for our acceptance and joy for her knowing who she is but this isn’t the way with all families. And sadly, I know this personally. “It’s just a phase” or “She/He’s only doing this to be part of the cool kids” are statements I’ve heard said by fellow parents, not only about my daughter, but in a couple of instances, about their own children. They all cut deep, but I tried to initiate open communication with those parents to make sure they understood the damage their statements could be making to their children and that they should never say the same to my child. In the end, those opinions and views reinforced that I would stand up as an ally and be there for anyone if they needed someone to talk to.

Speaking of, no, I don’t know everything about the subject of LGBTQI. Not sure anyone ever can, because every person’s journey and feelings are different, but I do know that I can listen with no judgments and be supportive to anyone who needs a ear. I just simply listen. One simple statement I start with “I’d like to be here for you, if you need someone to talk to.” You’d be amazed how it opens up a line of communication and how the other person lights up with joy. Additionally, nothing is more supportive than a genuine and honest smile. My mom taught me that one. 🙂 

Life doesn’t have to be hard and we don’t have to make it hard for others. Look for opportunities to support LGBTQI initiatives. Find ways to include everyone in events, groups, and your life, be accepting and generous with your heart. Taking a moment to put yourself in someone else’s shoes is all it takes to make a difference. Ask questions and seek more knowledge, either through being an ally and listening to someone, promoting events like this one to bring light to issues, or volunteering in an organization that can use your talents and skills to help find a way to bring visibility, awareness, and equality for all. 

Thank you for stopping by this blog hop. I’d love to hear how you plan to make a difference in your community.

<3 Jules 

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