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Saving Crofton Hall Book Tour

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Author Bio:

Rebecca Cohen is a Brit abroad. Having swapped the Thames for the Rhine, she has left London behind and now lives with her husband and baby son in Basel, Switzerland. She can often be found with a pen in one hand and a cup of Darjeeling in the other.

Author Contact: https://www.facebook.com/rebecca.cohen.710, http://twitter.com/R_Cohen_writes

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Reese Dante

Blurb(s):

Benjamin Redbourn, Earl of Crofton, has no intention of giving up his beloved ancestral home without a fight. Faced with his mother’s gambling debts, forgery, and the possibility of foreclosure by the bank, Ben vows to make Crofton Hall pay for herself. But opening an Elizabethan manor house to the public isn’t a one man job. With time running out, Ben needs help—and fast.

Ashley Niven has experience managing events, and he also loves history. Being in charge of opening Crofton Hall is a dream come true. As he works with Ben to prepare the house as a venue for lavish weddings and receptions, Ashley finds himself drawn not just to the charm of the house but to the dashing Earl of Crofton. Even if Ashley can look past Ben’s playboy reputation, he fears an affair could prove too much of a distraction.

But Crofton Hall has many secrets, and something hidden for over four hundred years is about to change all their lives.

Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance

 

Excerpt:

“How much?”

She wouldn’t meet his eye.

“Mum!”

“Just short of five million to the bank.”

Ben lost his balance and landed heavily on his arse in a nearby chair.

“How the hell did you manage that? I only agreed to borrow five hundred

thousand, and that was for essential repairs, and the estate could easily

repay the loan in ten years.”

“I approached the bank with a business case for a visitor attraction.

They were very enthusiastic.”

“What gave you the right?”

“Your father left us both in charge of Crofton Hall, Benjamin,” she

said sharply.

He glowered at her and she deflated.

“I needed the money, and the only way I could get it was to tell the

bank I wanted to open Crofton Hall to the public.”

“And they agreed to lend the money without my permission?” he

asked carefully, hardly believing his mother’s audacity, but getting the

feeling he knew what she was going to say next.

“They might have been under the impression that you’d agreed to it,

and I was acting on both our behalves.”

“Really. And how would they have thought that?”

“Your signature isn’t exactly hard to copy.”

Ben covered his face with his hands, understanding what his mother

had done.

“I know I shouldn’t have, not without your permission, but I was

desperate. And the bank thought our business plan was excellent.”

He looked up at her. Elena’s eyes were red from crying, but there

was still an edge of defiance in her face. “How much is left?”

She shrugged. “A few thousand, maybe.”

“And you used Crofton Hall as security?”

“Yes.”

The anger flashed through him, burning through his usual amicable

nature. “How could you have been so stupid? Were you even thinking past

your own selfishness?”

Elena cowered in her seat.

“You’ve ruined us, destroyed this family!”

“I didn’t mean—”

Ben didn’t want to hear her feeble excuses. “Oh, that’s all right, then.

We’ll tell the bank, you didn’t mean it, and they’ll forget all about it.”

Ben reined in his anger. Taking deep, slow breaths, he clenched and

unclenched his fists as he regained his calm. He watched Catlin pace up

and down. Harry stood slumped against the fireplace, shell-shocked. Now

was not the time to panic. He needed to know exactly how much trouble

they were in and deal with it. “Get me the paperwork.”

Without argument, Elena jumped to her feet and scurried over to the

writing bureau in the corner. From the folds of frills and ruffles of her

blouse, she fished out a key on a chain and unlocked the bureau. She drew

out a sheaf of paper. “It’s all here.”

“Right, let’s hope my economics degree wasn’t for nothing.” Ben

snatched the papers. “I suggest you all keep your distance until I’ve

finished reading.”

He sank into a chair by the unlit fireplace, blocking out the angry

thoughts as he scanned sheet after sheet. The figures danced before his

eyes, and he saw the terms and conditions his mother had agreed to. The

interest, compound interest, and payback terms were listed and

categorized in black and white with no way of denying the facts. They

were in deep shit, the bank would be at the door within weeks, and Ben

seethed internally at his mother’s gall.

The effort she’d put into defrauding the bank was amazing, the

business case had been full of fine details and promised an excellent

return, but little help would that do them now.

Unless….

Ben stared around the sitting room; generations of Redbourns had sat

in here. Men who’d fought at Blenheim, Waterloo, and El Alamein —they

would never have given in and surrendered Crofton Hall in the face of

adversity. And it wasn’t about to happen while Ben was Earl of Crofton

either. As much as he wanted to rail against it, their only hope was to

convince the bank they were following through with the idea of opening

the house to the public.

“We can probably sell the London apartment. That’ll raise around

two million. Our trust funds are protected, so we can’t release the equity

from those. If we’ve any hope of holding on to her, Crofton Hall is going

have to earn her keep.”

 

 Interview
1 – Did you find the time shift for the stories difficult?

This is my first contemporary, so for me it was getting my head around dealing with the different needs of this genre compared to a historical novels. Historicals are a lot of research, but contemporaries can be just as demanding… I’m sure you’re not surprised to learn I don’t own a manor house and haven’t had to turn my home in a wedding venue.

2 – Are you planning a series from this book?

Yes – the main characters will change but Crofton Hall will be the setting. Stately Passions is the name of the series, and I’ve plans for a number of novels. One will be set ‘below stairs’ with the arrival of new staff, another with an incoming historian and a TV cameramen, and even an old school murder mystery. Ben and Ashley will still be about but more in the background.

3 – Who is your favourite character of all that you’ve written?

Oh that is so hard. I love Ben from Saving Crofton Hall, and his ancestor, Anthony, was fun too. But out of everything I’ve written it has to be Lornyc Reagalos from my high fantasy series (Reagalos). I’ve ‘known him’ over a decade and every time I write him I fall back in love with the snarky little sod.

4 – Do you prefer men who wear boxers, briefs, or go commando?
Boxers, but the tight ones. However, there are times when going commando is necessary… kilts anyone?

5 – What do you think of the future of M/M romance?

It’s an ever growing genre and becoming more and more popular. I’d like to think that it will become more accepted in mainstream romance.

 

 


Tour Date/Stops:

November 17: Amanda C. Stone, Hearts on Fire

November 18: My Fiction Nook, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words, Multitasking Mommas

November 19: Inked Rainbow Reads, Velvet Panic, Fallen Angel Reviews

November 20: 3 Chicks After Dark, Cathy Brockman Romances

November 21: Prism Book Alliance, Love Bytes

November 24: MM Good Book Reviews, Cate Ashwood

November 25: Book Reviews, Rants, and Raves, Michael Mandrake

November 26: Nephylim, BFD Book Blog

November 27: The Novel Approach, Queer Town Abbey

November 28: Parker Williams, Full Moon Dreaming, Crystal’s Many Reviewers

 

 

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Slippery Slope Book Tour

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Author Bio:

Iyana writes M/M short stories and novellas. Her works have been published by Evernight Publishing, JMS Books, Books to Go Now, Torquere Press, Bitten Press, Leap of Faith Publishing, Breathless Press, and Alfie Dog Fiction.

Iyana lives in Jakarta, a city famous for its traffic jams, a lot of cars and motorcycles, and people selling stuff on the roads. You can spend two hours on the road going to a place you can reach in half an hour in a normal situation. Thanks to the traffic jams, though, Iyana can come up with a lot of stories, mostly shorties, as she prefers to spend the time during her trips writing into her cell phone rather than sleeping.

Another thing Iyana loves is kitties. Right now she has three of them. Their names are Cil, Horus, and Betsy, and one kitten. When she doesn’t write, she plays with them, or they would play with her when she writes.

Connect with Iyana:

Twitter: @IyanaJenna

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/books.by.iyanajenna

LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=263934975&trk=nav_responsive_tab_profile_pic

Publisher: JMS Books

Cover Artist: Written Ink Designs

Blurb(s):

Actors Ethan Grey and Alex Haynes are gay, but in Hollywood, they can’t be open unless they’re willing to be typecast in future movies or they’re dating prominent gay producers. Since neither are willing to become stereotypes, and neither have studio boyfriends, they take another path — hiding their relationship under the cover of a pretend girlfriend.

What works for Ethan, though, doesn’t work for Alex, who screws up to the point of losing his job and the chance to get another. His manager finally finds him another job across the pond, where he meets Nathan Wells.

Nathan can be the prominent producer Alex needs to further his career, but there’s something Alex doesn’t know about the man. Soon Wells grows obsessed with Alex, and he’ll do anything to keep Alex from getting away.

Though Nathan wants Alex for himself, there’s still Ethan to think about. Is the love story between Alex and Ethan really over? Or will Ethan find a way to get his boyfriend back?

 

Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance


Words: 20,000

 

Excerpt:

It was as if Nathan hadn’t been asleep at all. His mind kept buzzing with thoughts about Alex and the first thing in his mind when he opened his eyes in the morning was how stupid he’d been, behaving the way he had the previous night. He wouldn’t have blamed Alex if the man had decided to simply walk away.

Nathan rolled over and his eyes widened at the empty space next to him.

Alex truly had left him.

But the bedroom door thumped open and a pair of hazel eyes met his, full of qualms and—to Nathan’s delight—fear.

“Where’ve you been?”

Alex stepped in nervously before rushing to the bed, ignoring Nathan’s question, and plummeted straight into his arms, muttering, “Oh, Nathan, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Forgive me, please. Okay?”

Now what could he say to that?

Nathan pretended not to realize what Alex was talking about, though. He shifted and pulled himself into a sitting position, dragging Alex with him.

“Now Alex, what’s this all about?”

Alex could barely lift his face. Nathan put his hand beneath Alex’s chin and tilted his face up.

“Come on. Tell me.”


Tour Dates/Tour Stops:

24-Nov

Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents

The Hat Party

 

25-Nov

BFD Book Blog

 

25-Nov

Bayou Book Junkie

 

26-Nov

Up All Night, Read All Day

MM Good Book Reviews

 

27-Nov

Parker Williams

3 Chicks After Dark

 

28-Nov

Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

Love Bytes

Sales Links:

JMS Books: http://www.jms-books.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=29_94&products_id=1270

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/Slippery-Slope-Iyana-Jenna-ebook/dp/B00P2OLKH6/ref=sr_1_wsc1
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Slippery-Slope-Iyana-Jenna-ebook/dp/B00P2OLKH6/ref=sr_1_1

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/489339

All Romance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-slipperyslope-1671852-149.html

Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/slippery-slope-mm

 

 

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Kiss My Ash Book Blast

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Author Bio:

Multi-published, best-selling author Renee George has been a factory worker, an army medic, a nurse, a website designer, a small press editor, an artist, and a teacher, but writing stories about sexy alpha men is the BEST job she’s ever had. When she turned thirty, she went back to college and earned her BA in creative writing. She has been married to the love of her life, a wonderful man who supports in every way, for over half her life (and that is a VERY long time!). She happily lives in a small, Midwest town with her husband, two needy dogs and a very independent cat. Anything else you want to know, just ask. She’ll give you all the nitty gritty dirt.

Author Contact:

https://www.facebook.com/renee.george.351

https://www.facebook.com/authorreneegeorge

http://www.twitter.com/@reneegeorge2008

http://www.pinterest.com/reneegeorge12/

Newsletter: http://mad.ly/signups/99493/join

Publisher: Ellora’s Cave

Blurb(s):

A werewolf who’s hairless in full shift.

A water sprite who can’t hold his shape at the slightest touch of water.

An ash-tree nymph with a black thumb who kills every bit of flora in her vicinity.

That’s Fortunate, Missouri, in a nutshell—the town for abnormal paranormals. Nymph Romy, however, can one-up them all—her particular flaw is killing her. But thanks to a possible love spell, the wolf and the water sprite could be Romy’s key to cheating death. And the three misfits may find that even imperfect creatures can still create a sexy, loving, perfect union.

Inside Scoop: Sol, Romy and Lucien love each other—emotionally, spiritually and physically. Which means both ménage and male/male action. You lucky reader, you.

A Romantica® paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

 

 

Categories: Bisexual, Erotica, Fantasy, Fiction, Menage/Poly, Paranormal, Romance

 

Excerpt:

By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age. If you are under the age of 18, please exit this site.

An Excerpt From: KISS MY ASH

Copyright © RENEE GEORGE, 2014

All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

Mathias was a korrigan, a fairy dwarf, and to his detriment, he’d been born male. An abomination amongst the korrigans, who were always female. Even his own mother had wanted him dead, but you can’t kill an immortal.

When he finally strolled out from behind the counter, his height no more than four feet, he held a red clay pot filled to the brim with a dark, loamy soil. Carefully, he handed it to Romy. “Here.”

She stepped away. “And what the hell am I supposed to do with dirt?” Maybe Mathias was tired of her bringing back dead plant after dead plant. It didn’t matter how much she watered the damn things, fed them, or even talked to them—none survived. She’d stopped giving them names after a while, awash with guilt and shame over each death.

His red eyes sparkled with excitement. “In this soil, there is a very special seed, my girl. Very rare and unique. I’m entrusting you with its care.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me. There is no way in hell I’m taking on a ‘rare and unique’ plant. No. No. No. Give me a hardy shrub or weed. Better yet, maybe a cabbage. I won’t feel so bad about a cabbage when it croaks.”

Romy was a dryad; specifically, an ash tree nymph. Which meant, in theory, plants should flourish around her, but she couldn’t even keep her own tree alive. Her mother had postulated it had something to do with the sperm donor, aka Romy’s biological father, but the elder dryad had refused to say more on the subject. Tree nymphs were traditionally a love-’em-and-leave-’em race of females. They didn’t get involved with beings they considered no more than means to an end. Males born to tree nymphs always developed into the same race as the male halves of the couplings, while the females were always dryads.

Unfortunately, something had gone very wrong in the making of Romy. It hadn’t taken long after the dryad equivalent of puberty set in before her people had decided she was toxic.

She pushed the pot back to Mathias. “Uh-uh. You’ve seen my track record.”

When her “birth defect” had eventually started to affect the trees of her forest six months ago, Romy had been summarily kicked out by the other dryads. Of course, her people had called it a “long, extended respite” and sent her to the town of Fortunate, Missouri.

The moniker, over the years, had become a joke. The town had been named after the Fortunate Isles, also called the Isles of the Blessed, and had been used for more than two hundred years as a dumping ground for the “paranormally challenged”. Those who didn’t fit in with their own kind were sent to Fortunate to finish out their days. For immortals like Mathias, the end of days was a long-ass time.

For Romy, well…without a tree to tend, she wouldn’t live another year, the chlorophyll drying in her veins. The plants were test subjects for her, to see if she could sustain life. So far, they’d served only to help ease the ache of dying. But as far as tending plants and making them flourish, she failed constantly.

For Mathias to trust her with a “special” plant…no way was she taking on that kind of responsibility.

It was one thing to kill a common houseplant, but a whole ’nother thing to be responsible for something “rare and unique”. Was Mathias crazy? Romy shook her head again. “I can’t. Don’t you have an air plant or something? Hell, those suckers don’t even require watering.”

He patted her hands, his fingers soothing and gentle. “Ah, but my dear, I hope this may be the answer to—”

Mathias’ explanation was cut off by a barking baritone. “Ah, shit!”

Romy put the pot on the counter as she scooted around Mathias to see who the unfamiliar voice belonged to.

In the greenhouse area beyond the main shop, two long, well-muscled legs and a firm ass, all packaged in perfectly tight jeans, stood nestled between two rows of plants.

“Hello,” Romy said.

The owner of the legs and ass straightened, making him a foot taller than Romy. And oh goddess, did he have an upper body and face to go with the lower half—thickly muscled chest and broad shoulders crowned by a face with bow lips, a Roman nose and the brightest green eyes. All framed by messy, shiny black hair that fell about his shoulders. It was as if the gods had decided to create perfection.

Ridiculous though—they would never do that. But hot damn, they’d come pretty close.

“Uh, hello yourself,” he said back, dusting his palms against his jeans.

His really low voice, which would have better suited a grizzly bear, sent a humming through Romy that made her body sing.

“What have you done now, Lucien?” Mathias asked when he walked into the back. His presence was enough to break the harmony, and Romy snapped out of her new-guy-induced daze.

“What a great name.” She smiled. It made her feel foolish, but she couldn’t punch down the giddiness.

“It’s a name.” He shrugged then leaned over again, which gave Romy another clear shot of his fabulous ass. When he stood once more, he held a small plant, cradling the roots carefully. He looked at Mathias. “I broke the pot, but the fern is fine.”

Lucien had a slight accent, but Romy couldn’t put her finger on the origin. If possible, it made the young man even more exotic and mysterious.

Mathias shook his head, making his red beard sweep his chest. “Where’s Sol?”

“I’m here!” Sol Winter, who’d been working for Mathias long before Romy had moved to Fortunate, stepped out from behind the last row of plants. He wore a baby-blue polo shirt that matched his light-blue eyes. It also complemented his tan, a deep golden bronze. Natural, according to him. Strange for an elf, but who was Romy to judge? His long blond hair was pulled into a ponytail. He often wore it down and spilling over his shoulders, but generally had it tied back for work.

Sol was taller than Lucien by several inches and a little broader. His smile brightened when he saw Romy. “Hey, you.” His mouth turned down in sympathy. “Kill another one?”

They’d had a strange relationship ever since Romy had arrived in Fortunate, which generally involved spirited banter and sarcasm. Even when the conversation turned a little mean, Romy was still thankful for Sol. He was the closest thing she had to a friend.

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Nice.” He raised a brow. “Bitchy much?”

Even though she was certain Sol was gay, it didn’t stop her from having some wicked fantasies about him. After all, the man was hot-hot and knew how to dress. “Takes one to know one.”

“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the oak this morning.” Sol scooped a handful of topsoil and pitched it at her.

“Oh no you didn’t.” In retaliation, Romy grabbed a nearby hose and squeezed the nozzle trigger, dowsing Sol where he stood.

“Stop!” Lucien yelled.

Too late. At Lucien’s shout, Romy turned, the spray of water slapping across the man’s face—and Lucien instantly melted into a clear puddle on the greenhouse floor.

Mortified, she dropped the hose. “Oh no!” She shook her head and stumbled forward. “What have I done?” Not only was she a plant killer, apparently she was a man killer as well.

Two lips formed in the clear pool. “I’m fine. Really.”

 


Words: 27,000


Tour Dates: November 26

 

Tour Stops: Parker Williams, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words, Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents, Molly Lolly, The Hat Party, BFD Book Blog, For the Love of Bookends, Love Bytes, Tara Lain, Regular Guys, Hot Romance, It’s Raining Men, My Fiction Nook, Fallen Angel Reviews, Cate Ashwood, MM Good Book Reviews, Velvet Panic, Decadent Delights, Havan Fellows, LeAnn’s Book Reviews, Kimber Vale, Book Reviews, Rants, and Raves, Queer Town Abbey

 

Sales Links:

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http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00PSGNXA0

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Out of CTRL Book Tour

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Author Bio:

I’m SA Welsh and I write because the voices in my head keep making me. I love reading and I love letting the characters and stories in my head come to life in a book. I can’t function in the morning without a cup of tea and when I’m not writing I’m reading. I have enough books to last me through an apocalypse but don’t ask me to share them unless you are a fellow book worm and know how to treat and appreciate a good book. It is thanks to the writers that inspired me to put myself out there that I became an author and the editors that make sense of my chaos that I keep writing. You can find me on facebook or on my website www.sawelsh.com

Author Contact:

https://www.facebook.com/sa.welsh.7?fref=ts

Publisher: Totally Bound

Cover Artist: Emmy Ellis

Blurb(s):

Andrew had no intention of ever going back home. But circumstances force him to face his painful past and the friend who betrayed him. Andrew Finley has no intention of going back to his hometown—ever. After he’s caught hacking into the CIA, he builds himself a new life as a computer guy for the very government agency he hacked. But over the past few months, something has been bothering him, and his boss is acting more paranoid than usual. Every time an operation fails, Andrew collects information that could prove someone is selling secrets. Now he’s pretty sure his boss is trying to kill him, so he has no choice but to go back home to buy some time. Home may be more dangerous than facing his boss. Nine years ago, his former best friend and first crush Teddy betrayed him, and let his evil sister and her minions send him running. But he’s back now and not everything is as clear-cut as he thought. Teddy may not be a Judas but can Andrew catch his fireman without getting burned, or is coming home going to kill him? One corrupt boss, one evil sister, enough family drama to fill a dozen daytime chat shows and an ex-best friend whom he’s been in love with for half his life makes for one hell of an interesting trip home.

 

Categories: Contemporary, Erotic, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance

 

Pages: 197

Excerpt:

He brought up his search protocols and entered the name. There was nothing on the Net but he kept digging. Within a few minutes, he’d turned up quite a bit of information, not least of which was that the man was connected to a few corruption cases in the alphabet agencies.

Holy shit.

“How the hell do you know this man, Genie?”

“I dated him for a while last year before I figured out he was bi with a strong leaning toward your side of the fence. We chat when he’s on assignment abroad, which is why I know how to set up your secure thingies. We’re friends and I’m sort of his beard, I guess you’d say, when he needs to be seen with a girlfriend,” Genie explained with a shrug as if what she’d done were an everyday occurrence.

Who knew, maybe for her it was. Andrew always figured beautiful people lived completely different lives to the rest of the ordinary ones. Hell, he’d be moving up in the world if he were one of the ordinary people.

Shaking his head, he ignored the comment about his ‘secure thingies’ and continued sifting through the information. The man seemed honorable, had served two short tours overseas before being recruited somewhere. That’s when everything went a little blacked out. There was a lot of classified stuff in the file he’d found but a few hours under his software should clear that up if he needed to delve further.

From what Andrew could see, Agent Christopher Hammer was a decent man and good at his job. Apart from a speeding ticket from when he was a teen and a written warning for ‘reckless behavior in pursuit of the enemy in combat’ the man was clean. Squeaky even.

“Reckless behavior? What kind of man is he, Genie? You could be in danger! I knew you two were going to be trouble the second Mom popped you out.” Sara sighed but it was an improvement from shrieking any day.

“Yeah, right. Your life would be more boring than drying paint without us, and you know it,” Genie shot back with a mock glare.

Sara stood for a second, mouth in a comical O. She snorted. “Yeah, probably. So what do we do now?”

 “We? A second ago you were squealing and looked like you needed a Valium and now you what? Want to take on the CIA?” Andrew couldn’t help the skepticism leaking through into his words.


Tour Dates:

24-Nov

Parker Williams

MM Good Book Reviews

 

25-Nov

LeAnn’s Book Reviews

 

26-Nov

Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents

 

27-Nov

Love Bytes

 

28-Nov

The Blogger Girls

 

1-Dec

Fallen Angel Reviews

 

2-Dec

Molly Lolly

 

3-Dec

The Hat Party

 

4-Dec

Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

 

5-Dec

Wicked Faerie’s Tales and Reviews

BFD Book Blog

 

 

Sales Links:

https://www.totallybound.com/out-of-ctrl

http://www.amazon.com/Out-CTRL-SA-Welsh/dp/1784303062

 

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Shifting Weight Book Tour

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Author Bio:

Tina is a retired Air Force brat and has lived in several states as well as a handful of countries. She has always had a soft spot for literature and is a voracious reader. When she isn’t writing, she can be found cuddled up with a good book. Though Tina adores a thrilling novel with sappy lovesick heroes, she is terrified of things that go bump in the night. This makes for quite a complicated relationship with zombies, something that she just can’t get enough of.

Author Contact:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Tina-Blenke-Author/487878157926041?ref=hl

Twitter: https://twitter.com/tinablenke

LinkedIn: Tina Blenke

Instagram: tinablenke

WordPress: http://tinablenke.wordpress.com/

Website: http://tinablenke.wix.com/author

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Publisher: eXtasy Books

Cover Artist: Latisha Waters

Blurb(s):

Jason is a West Coast wolf Shifter who leaves his native Pack Lands to search for his destined mate. When he finds the large muscled man working out a local gym, Jason is ecstatic and apprehensive. Eric is a Changeless human and there are tense sides to the politically heated debate around the integration of Shifters and Changeless. Jason is at risk of losing control of his wolf without bonding with his destined mate. But, will Eric accept that Jason is a Shifter? And can Eric trust Jason after his heart has been left shattered from a previously failed relationship.

 

Categories: Erotica, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal, Romance

 

Excerpt:

Jason allowed himself to run that night. Elation filled him making it easier to relax and allow his wolf to flow into his mind and body. The shift was seamless, years of transitioning helped his wolf to take control in under a few painless minutes. Jason knew of wolves who could never shift because the pain was so intense. It was unknown what the cause was but some insisted that it was because the Shifter’s true mate had never been found and the man could not control the beast inside of him.

The old wives’ tale had haunted Jason especially as years passed without locating his mate. Now that he knew Eric existed, it was one less thing to worry about. Now he could focus on worrying about Eric finding out he was a Shifter. Eric’s acceptance. If the two would find love and happiness despite fate playing a factor, then, and only then, could Jason think about starting a family with Eric. Maybe he was jumping the gun, but he had always wanted a man to love and a family to care for. Was it too much to want? Shouldn’t he be satisfied with finding a mate? All of this thinking and stress was weighing him down. Yes, he had found his mate, but would Eric want Jason?

His legs pumped harder as he made his way across hills and through forests with large trees reaching up towards the skies. It was not the familiar woods of his home on the Pack Lands but it felt good to stretch his limbs, pull deep pulls of fresh air into his lungs, and feel the wind tickling through his fur all over his body. With a grin, he imagined his large bear of a mate with sexual wants that matched his own.


Pages: 60 pages

 

Interview

What makes your world in Shifting Weight unique or different?
I created this world of Shifters and Changeless in a fictional city called Whitewater set in the Pacific Northwest to reflect diversity and the conflicts surrounding such a society. Shifters live in the forests uninhabited by the Changeless humans in part to keep to their traditions but also because it’s safer for them to live there. A majority of the Changeless don’t believe in the integration of the two species which leads to fear, conflict, and violence.
With this background, the braver Shifters are leaving the safety of their Pack Lands to seek out their destined mate. Some are fearful and would rather stay on their lands and face the insanity of not tying their wolf to another wolf. This is a painful experience and the young Shifters don’t want to end their lives this way.
In the first book of the series, Shifting Weight, Jason leaves to find his mate. He feels the pull and can’t deny it any longer. He realizes that he’s facing adversity. Not only does he have to find his mate among the millions of Changeless in the world but he has to convince the human that their destiny has been predetermined. If that wasn’t hard enough, this is in the harsh reality of a prejudiced world already seeking segregation from the Shifters. Those challenges would be difficult for any young man seeking out his other half but to top it off Jason is gay.
His proclivity for men isn’t an issue on the Pack Lands and Jason has a strong personality that won’t let anyone stand in the way of him finding his love no matter the consequences. He remains cautious and holds the fact that he’s a Shifter close to his chest in the event that his mate doesn’t approve. Though Jason is confident in who he is, he also dreams of a man who will dominate him and his wolf in the bedroom making all his fantasies come true.
It’s a tough order but Jason has high goals and is determined to find his happily ever after.

 

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