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Author Bio:

Garrett Leigh is a British writer and book designer, currently working for Dreamspinner Press, Loose Id and Black Jazz Press. Her protagonists will always always be tortured, crippled, broken, and deeply flawed. Throw in a tale of enduring true love, some stubbly facial hair, and a bunch of tattoos, and you’ve got yourself a Garrett special.

When not writing, Garrett can generally be found procrastinating on Twitter, cooking up a storm, or sitting on her behind doing as little as possible. That, and dreaming up new ways to torture her characters. Garrett believes in happy endings; she just likes to make her boys work for it.

Garrett also works as a freelance cover artist for various publishing houses and independent authors under the pseudonym G.D. Leigh. For cover art info, please visit blackjazzpress.com

Author Contact:

Social media:
Website: http://garrettleigh.com
Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/Garrett_Leigh
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/garrettleighbooks
Cover art enquiries: blackjazzdesign@gmail.com

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: G.D. Leigh

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

Blurb(s):

Don’t look back. Don’t you ever look back…

Shy tattoo artist Ash has a troubled past. Years of neglect, drug abuse, and life on the streets have taken their toll, and sometimes it seems the deep, unspoken bond with his lover is the only balm for wounds he doesn’t quite understand.

Chicago paramedic Pete is warmth, love, and strength—things Ash never knew he could have, and never even knew he wanted until Pete showed him. But fate is a cruel, cruel mistress, and when nightmares collide with the present, their tentatively built world comes crashing down.

Traumatic events in Pete’s work life distance him from home, and he doesn’t realize until it’s too late that Ash has slipped away. Betrayal, secrets, and lies unfold, and when a devastating coincidence takes hold, Pete must fight with all he has to save the love of his life.

Excerpt:

Ash was Texan by birth, but his southern roots only laced his speech when he was too tired to repress them… too tired to block out all the horrible shit that kept an invisible barrier between us.

He was just seventeen when his friend Ellie found him drawing on the streets of Philadelphia. He was homeless and drew comic book characters on the sidewalk for money. The way she told it, he was one of the best street artists in the city, but he said he just did it to survive. Ellie was in college at the time, and she spent the next three years trying to get him to go to a shelter. Eventually, she got her way, and when she moved back to Chicago a few months later, she asked him to come with her. It took him a year of procrastination and pulling his shit together, but after finishing his tattoo apprenticeship in Philly, he did just that.

Living together was a huge adjustment for both of us. Some days I thought we’d cracked it, but others….

I draped the comforter over us and tucked it around his shoulders. He settled against me with his arm stretched out across my torso. I ran my hand absently along his bicep and enjoyed the rare moment. Though he could be tactile when his mood was right, he rarely cuddled up to me so freely. Most times, he preferred our positions reversed—him on his back with his arms around me.

Curious, I pressed a kiss to the top of his sweat-dampened head. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I just missed you.”

I smiled into the darkness. “I missed you too.”

A light hum was his only answer, so I held him a bit tighter and made the most of having him curled against me. After a while, I felt him shift. I opened my eyes and quirked an eyebrow, too mellow to speak. He just stared at me, but his blazing eyes told me what I knew he found so hard to articulate.

I put my hand to his head and nudged it back down with a sad smile.

Tour Dates/Stops:

9/12: Rainbow Gold Reviews, Nephylim, Iyana Jenna

9/19: Parker Williams, Velvet Panic, Jade Crystal

9/26: MM Good Book Reviews, Smoocher’s Voice, Cate Ashwood

10/3: EE Montgomery, Inked Rainbow Reads, Regular Guys, Hot Romance

10/10: My Fiction Nook, Book Reviews and More by Kathy, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

10/17: Emotion in Motion, Queer Town Abbey, Foxylutely Book Reviews

10/24: Fallen Angel Reviews, The Blogger Girls, Love Bytes

10/31: Amanda C. Stone, Prism Book Alliance, The Novel Approach

Sales Links:
http://www.amazon.com/Slide-Roads-ebook/dp/B00FVPL9E0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1381827634&sr=8-1&keywords=Slide+Garrett+Leigh
http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=4259

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Death Gets a Boyfriend Book Tour

Author Bio:

Sophie Bonaste is a novelist who never set out to be a novelist. As a child, she wanted to a Broadway actress and spent her childhood in numerous productions. But when adulthood set in and reality took over, Sophie chose to give up the theatre for a steady paycheck and instead turned to writing as a creative outlet. She stumbled into the M/M genre through fanfiction and never looked back. Sophie is quite happy with her change in artistic expression and doesn’t plan to stop writing for a long time.

A self-proclaimed nerd, Sophie is an avid fan of all things Star Wars and Harry Potter. (Sophie is a member of the Slytherin house, for those who were wondering.) Sophie also spends many hours watching and re-watching nerdy television shows. When she is not obsessing over the latest and greatest in nerdy entertainment, Sophie can be found screaming at her television during American football games. (Go Pack Go!) Sophie currently lives in Pennsylvania, about twenty minutes from her childhood town of The Middle of Nowhere.

Author Contact:

Sophie loves to hear from readers! You can reach her by e-mail at sophiebonaste@gmail.com, on Twitter at https://twitter.com/SophieBonaste or on Facebook as Sophie Bonaste. You can also check out updates on Sophie’s writing and other musings on her website at sophiebonaste.blogspot.com.

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Christy Caughie

Blurb(s):

Death is in a lonely business. Since the beginning of time he’s been reaping souls then returning home to his little condo in the sky. It’s not a bad job. There are perks. But Death would kill to meet his soul mate, no pun intended.

Tommy Neilson is the next human slated for death. But when he can see Death, Tommy turns his whole world upside down. Curious, Death seeks Tommy out. The chemistry between the two is immediate and soon an unlikely romance starts to form. While Death may not be lonely anymore, he isn’t allowed to interact with humans. Consequently, he must make a choice: billions of souls or the one that makes being immortal worth it.

Excerpt:

I am Death.

Well, that’s one of my names anyway. I’m also known as the Grim Reaper, the Angel of Death, Azreal, and the list goes on. Some people have even called me Satan, but I would like to say right now, that’s a lie. I am not Satan. I know Satan. He’s not as bad of a guy as you would think. Sure he can get a little violent if you get out of hand, but as long as you stay on his good side, you’ll be fine.

And there I go getting off track again. You’ll have to forgive me. I’m not very good at staying focused. I guess that comes from the fact that I can jump around the world at an alarmingly fast rate. Thankfully that’s not very hard. Well, at least not for me. I guess, in the human population, that’s a skill many people want for some reason. I don’t know why, though, considering how scattered it makes your brain. It really does. That’s why I try to avoid using that skill. Causes headaches.

Anyway, this is a story about me. Don’t worry, though. It’s not too gruesome or anything like that. This is a story about how I fell in love. Yes, I know that’s kind of hard to believe. Death falling in love. Believe me, it shocked the hell out of me too. (No pun intended.) But it’s true. After thousands of years in existence, I finally found someone whom I wanted to spend my time with.

Tour Dates/Stops:

9/15: Prism Book Alliance

9/16: Hearts on Fire

9/17: Love Bytes

9/18: Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

9/19: Book Suburbia, Nephylim

9/22: Decadent Delights

9/23: Havan Fellows

9/24: MM Good Book Reviews

9/25: Wake Up Your Wild Side

9/26: Amanda C. Stone

9/29: Fallen Angel Reviews

9/30: The Novel Approach

10/1: SA McAuley

10/2: Velvet Panic

10/3: LeAnn’s Book Reviews

10/6: Book Reviews and More by Kathy

10/7: Louise Lyons

10/8: The Blogger Girls

10/9: Up All Night, Read All Day

10/10: Dawn’s Reading Nook

Sales Links:

http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5469

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Coming soon from Parker Williams/Will Parkinson

September is a busy month for me and my alter-ego. I’ve got THREE stories coming out this month.

In October I’ve got Damian’s Discipline coming out with K.C. Wells (book five in the Collars & Cuffs series) and hoping to have Protector of the Alpha ready to go by then, too!

Check out the goodies:

LOST TIME:
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-losttime-1623820-148.html

http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Time-Parker-Williams-ebook/dp/B00NJ5PHT2/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1410734917&sr=8-1&keywords=Lost+Time+Parker+Williams

WET PAINT:
http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5417

http://www.amazon.com/Wet-Paint-Transitions-Book-2-ebook/dp/B00MV8VGCU/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1410734992&sr=1-1&keywords=wet+paint

STORMING LOVE:
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-storminglovebeartravis-1612849-149.html

Key of Behliseth Book Tour

Before we begin, a letter from Lucky!

Lucky’s letter…

Hi, this is Lucky, or really Luccan. I guess it’s safe to tell you my name now, since I’m saying goodbye to Earth. You see, in the past week I met some really frightening people, but turns out most of them were trying to help me. And I’m glad they did, because otherwise I wouldn’t be here to write you this note.

Couple things I want to say. First, I know I’m a bit young to be handing out advice about life, but I’m going to say this anyway. Pay attention to the people around you, the ones you love. Never take them for granted, because you never know when they’ll be taken from you—or you from them. Maybe you’ll see them again, maybe not.

Another thing, when you meet people? Don’t think you know who they are. You may think you can see them, but there’s more hidden behind the ordinary than you might think. Maybe someday you’ll know that person you met on the bus, but only if they decide to show themselves. And then, be prepared to be surprised.

If you find a place that feels like… well, unusual, kind of like the air is heavier or things you thought you saw aren’t there, be real careful. It might be like Black Creek Ravine, which is more than it seems, as my friend Thurlock says. There are places in Earth where you might walk through a portal and find yourself adrift in a big vat of nothingness. If that happens, think of home and the people there that you love—think it as hard as you can and don’t stop until you’re on solid ground again.

That’s all the advice I have, but I’m going to miss some of you a lot. Like Henry George, and Safianu, Rob the bus driver. More than anything, though, I’m going to miss my best friend, Maizie. I found her when she was a little pup, way too skinny and mostly ears, paws, and tail. She stuck with me through thick and thin, but now she’s there and I’m on my way to my home, even though it’s a place I don’t really remember. So if anybody sees her—she’ll come if you call her name, I think—please take care of her for me. Maybe someday we can be together again, but if not, I want her heart to be happy and her life to be long and full of good days.

If I ever owed you thanks, please know that I appreciate you, and I wish everyone who reads this letter the best their own worlds have to offer.

~~Lucky, AKA Luccan

Author Bio:

Lou Hoffmann, a mother and grandmother now, has carried on her love affair with books for more than half a century, and she hasn’t even made a dent in the list of books she’d love to read—partly because the list keeps growing as more and more fascinating tales are told in written form. She reads factual things—books about physics and stars and fractal chaos, but when she wants truth, she looks for it in quality fiction. Through all that time she’s written stories of her own, but she’s come to be a published author only as a johnnie-come-lately. Lou loves other kinds of beauty as well, including music and silence, laughter and tears, youth and age, sunshine and storms, forests and fields, rivers and seas. Proud to be a bisexual woman, she’s seen the world change and change back and change more in dozens of ways, and she has great hope for the freedom to love in the world the youth of today will create in the future. You can find Lou on facebook at https://www.facebook.com/lou.hoffmann, or twitter @Lou_Hoffmann.

Author Contact:

Cover Artist: Catt Ford

Publisher: Harmony Ink Press (Dreamspinner Press imprint)

Blurb(s):

On his way to meet a fate he’d rather avoid, homeless gay teen Lucky steps through a wizard’s door and is caught up in a whirlwind quest and an ancient war. He tries to convince himself that his involvement with sword fights, magic, and interworld travel is a fluke, and that ice-breathing dragons and fire-breathing eagles don’t really exist. But with each passing hour, he remembers more about who he is and where he’s from, and with help, he begins to claim his power.

Lucky might someday rule a nation, but before he can do that, he must remember his true name, accept his destiny, and master his extraordinary abilities. Only then can he help to banish the evil that has invaded earth and find his way home—through a gateway to another world.

Excerpt:

Isa left her four Ethran servants to tend the boy until she could return and summoned her recent Earthborn recruits. She gathered them in the vast circular sanctum, the better to show them their insignificance, to inflame their need to serve the Demon Queen. She preferred dimness and shadow, but weaker, ordinary eyes needed light. With a dark word and a flick of thin, sharp fingers, she set a ring of torches burning behind them, blue and cold.

She stood tall in the center of the space, robed as always in blue. Acolytes surrounded her, all Earthborn and easily enslaved by magic. They numbered fifty-two, and huddled in kneeling quadrants of thirteen each. Not as many as she would have liked, but a fair number considering the limitations of time.

Mordred waited in the dark outside the circle, bearing a small stone dagger and a mirrored tray holding four large crystal goblets. Each cup contained a potion brewed of red elder, skullcap, bindweed, and rue. As Isa had taught him, Mordred had, in each cup, drowned a wolf spider and weighted it with moonstone and jet. The final ingredient, the one that would bind them to Mordred, and through him to her and to Mahl, would be added later, in ritual sacrifice.

Having earlier cast a glamour to mellow her voice and visage, Isa lifted her draped arms and bade the supplicants raise their eyes. She began to speak, preaching with a rhythm and flow designed to mesmerize. As eyes glazed in the audience, she blended her words into Dark Chant, low and guttural, sending shadows into their hearts to bleed them of heat.

The last syllables of the spell echoed into the vastness of the sanctum. From the slaves, no sound, no movement.

“Mordred,” she called, and all heads turned to follow him as he came forward, placed the tray at her feet, and went to one knee. He turned the knife and offered it. She took it and then pulled him to his feet, raising his hand to present him to the gathering.

“Here is your captain,” she said. All bowed their heads, and a slow smile of satisfaction twisted Mordred’s face. His eyes glittered in anticipation of new power.

After a moment, Isa instructed the Earthborns to stand in their places. “As is proper, your captain will fortify you with his own strength, through his own sacrifice.

“Behold his gift.”

He knelt again before her, and she drew the knife three inches down each of his forearms, turning the knife to slide under the skin and increase the flow of blood. The smile didn’t leave his face. He uttered no sound. He held his arms over the tray and let his blood, dark with the taint of Mahl, fall into the cups drip by drip.

Quietly, Isa said, “Sufficient.”

Mordred stood, bearing the tray, and waited while she instructed the supplicants.

Isa had named a leader for each quadrant of thirteen, a person with some small portion of magic underlying their greed. To each of these four, while his tarnished blood still flowed down his arms, Mordred entrusted a crystal goblet. They did not drink first, but passed the cup each among their twelve.

When all the others had partaken, the leaders took the cups again and drank, draining every drop of potion until stone and spider fell upon their pallid lips, a sorcerer’s kiss.

Tour Dates/Stops:

9/11: Velvet Panic

9/12: Amanda C. Stone

9/15: MM Good Book Reviews

9/16: Prism Book Alliance

9/17: Hearts on Fire

9/18: Love Bytes

9/19: The Hat Party

9/22: Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words

9/23: Parker Williams

9/24: Iyana Jenna

9/25: The Novel Approach, Dawn’s Reading Nook

Sales Links:
eBook: http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5395
Paperback : http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=5396

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Most Beautiful Works Cover Reveal

Author Bio:

Called “Queen of the Sweetness” (well, two or three people said it anyway!) Raine O’Tierney loves writing sweet stories about first loves, first times, fidelity, forever-endings and…friskiness?

Raine O’Tierney lives outside of Kansas City with her husband, fellow Dreamspinner Press author, Siôn O’Tierney. When she’s not writing, she’s either asleep, or fighting the good fight for intellectual freedom at her library day job. Raine believes the best thing we can do in life is be kind to one another, and she enjoys encouraging fellow writers. Writing for 20+ years (with the last 10 spent on M/M) Raine changes sub-genres to suit her mood and believes all good stories end sweetly. Contact her if you’re interested in talking about point-and-click adventure games or about which dachshunds are the best kinds of dachshunds!

Author Contact:

Raineotierney.com | Dreamspinner Press Author Page | The Hat Party (LGBT Author Interviews!)

Facebook Fan Page | Twitter

Cover Artist: Brooke Albrecht

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Blurb(s):

Twelve-year-old Autumn’s world is shattered when her beloved Great-Pop, Tommy Johnson, suffers a stroke that leaves him comatose. With everyone around her resigning themselves to the inevitable, Autumn is the only one not willing to give up. She and Great-Pop have more secret stories to share with each other, after all. More stories about Roy McMillan—the great love of Tommy’s life whom he lost fifty years ago.

Autumn struggles to keep Great-Pop on this side of death’s door. But how can she compete with the beautiful and mysterious Valley—a place of surreal magic where the sun never fully sets? Especially when there’s someone familiar in the Valley who will do everything he can to keep Great-Pop from returning to her.

Excerpt:

“So what’s my prize?”

“I’m gonna let you kiss me,” Roy said with a big, devious smile.

“Yeah?” Tommy asked, thinking he was being put on. “All right, I guess I’ll take the consolation prize then.”

“That leaves me with the grand prize by default.”

And he leaned in, and as sweet as anything Tommy had experienced in his whole life, Roy kissed his slightly parted lips. Even when Tommy stiffened, Roy did not pull back. Instead, slowly and deliberately, he gathered Tommy to him with a hold that was loose enough for him to escape from, but tight enough to be a real, romantic embrace. He kissed Tommy until he had to draw breath, and even then he did not let him go all the way.

“You… really wanted to?” Tommy asked, his head spinning. In that moment he had a single, solitary regret. It wasn’t coming out here to shoot arrows, and it wasn’t that he hadn’t pulled out of Roy’s embrace or even that he’d been kissed. It was that he hadn’t kissed Roy first. Because Tommy liked the kissing. A lot. And he wanted to do it more.

Tour Dates: 9/10/14
Tour Stops: Parker Williams, Prism Book Alliance, Cate Ashwood, Velvet Panic, Fallen Angel Reviews, Regular Guys, Hot Romance, Wake Up Your Wild Side, Iyana Jenna, Elisa – My Reviews and Ramblings, Love Bytes, MM Good Book Reviews, Amanda C. Stone, LeAnn’s Book Reviews, Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words, Up All Night, Read All Day, A_TiffyFit’s Reading Corner, Rainbow Gold Reviews, Nephylim, EE Montgomery, Inked Rainbow Reads, Andrew Q. Gordon, Emotion in Motion

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