Tuesday, 23 May 2017

Road to the Sun by Keira Andrews - Release Blitz





Buy Links: Amazon US | Amazon UK 

Paperback: Amazon US | Amazon UK 

Length: 70,000 words


Blurb


A desperate father. A lonely ranger. Unexpected love that can’t be denied.


Jason Kellerman’s life revolves around his eight-year-old daughter. Teenage curiosity with his best friend led to Maggie’s birth, her mother tragically dying soon after. Insistent on raising his daughter himself, he was disowned by his wealthy family and has worked tirelessly to support Maggie—even bringing her west on a dream vacation. Only twenty-five, Jason hasn’t had time to even think about romance. So the last thing he expects is to question his sexuality after meeting an undeniably attractive park ranger.


Ben Hettler’s stuck. He loves working in the wild under Montana's big sky, but at forty-one, his love life is non-existent, his ex-boyfriend just married and adopted, and Ben’s own dream of fatherhood feels impossibly out of reach. He’s attracted to Jason, but what’s the point? Besides the age difference and skittish Jason’s lack of experience, they live thousands of miles apart. Ben wants more than a meaningless fling.


Then a hunted criminal takes Maggie hostage, throwing Jason and Ben together in a desperate and dangerous search through endless miles of mountain forest. If they rescue Maggie against all odds, can they build a new family together and find a place to call home?


Road to the Sun is a May-December gay romance from Keira Andrews featuring adventure, angst, coming out, sexual discovery, and of course a happy ending.

Author Bio

After writing for years yet never really finding the right inspiration, Keira discovered her voice in gay romance, which has become a passion. She writes contemporary, historical, fantasy, and paranormal fiction and — although she loves delicious angst along the way — Keira firmly believes in happy endings. For as Oscar Wilde once said:

“The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.”



Monday, 22 May 2017

How to Howl at the Moon by Eli Easton - Audio Review



Howl at the Moon #1
Unabridged Audio
Narrator: Matthew Shaw
Length: 5 hrs, 52mins
Publisher: Pinkerton Road
Audible link: US | UK

Blurb

Sheriff Lance Beaufort is not going to let trouble into his town, no sir. Tucked away in the California mountains, Mad Creek has secrets to keep, like the fact that half the town consists of "quickened" - dogs who have gained the ability to become human. Descended on both sides from Border Collies, Lance is as alert a guardian as they come.
Tim Weston is looking for a safe haven. After learning that his boss patented all of Tim's work on vegetable hybrids in his own name, Tim quit his old job. A client offers him use of her cabin in Mad Creek, and Tim sees a chance for a new start. But the shy gardener has a way of fumbling and sounding like a liar around strangers, particularly gorgeous alpha men like Sheriff Beaufort.
Lance's hackles are definitely raised by the lanky young stranger. He's concerned about marijuana growers moving into Mad Creek, and he's not satisfied with the boy's story. Lance decides a bit of undercover work is called for. When Tim hits a beautiful black collie with his car and adopts the dog, its love at first sight for both Tim and Lance's inner dog. Pretending to be a pet is about to get Sheriff Beaufort in very hot water.


My thoughts

How to Howl at the Moon was quite a little story. In fact it was a delightful combination of sweet, angsty, thrilling, and sexy. What’s not to love about a story set in an world (or, in this case, town) were many are ‘quickened’ dogs, meaning that they have the ability to become human while still being able to shift back to their dog form, and never completely losing their dog’s sensibilities.

When the story starts Sheriff Lance Beaufort is as far removed from his inner dog (a black Border Collie, how wonderfully appropriate for me) as he can get. Taking his duties of keeping his town safe and the quickened’s secret well buried very seriously, he hasn’t shifted to his dog form in ages, rejecting the playfulness for what he perceives to be the necessity to be human and on guard all the time.

Tim Weston needs a fresh start in a safe environment. Having been let down by people who should have loved and protected him and those who would take advantage of his trusting nature, he decides to keep his cards close to his chest, in the process, inevitably, triggering Lance’s mistrust towards him.

In order to discover exactly what is going on with Tim, Lance decides to introduce his inner dog into Tim’s life. And this may well be one of the cutest things I’ve ever read. Chance, the dog, is so adorable, especially compared to the stand-offish Lance. And Tim’s instant love for the creature he thinks he’s harmed is deeply touching. Of course, things get complicated for Lance when his two natures find themselves on opposite sites. The human Lance may still have suspicions about what exactly Tim is up to, Chance his dog has been won over by Tim’s joyous love and sharing nature. 

Throw in a meddling mother, territorial drug dealers, a former military shifter, and a secret that can’t be let out into the open, and you’re in for a story that will charm you while it also keeps you on the edge of your seat. Combined with a fabulous and very easy-on-the-ear narrator, all of the above made How to Howl at the Moon a very enjoyable second venture into the world of audio books.

Friday, 19 May 2017

Lace by K.C. Wells - Release Blitz with Review




Buy Links: Amazon US | Amazon UK 


Length: 24,400 words

Blurb

When Shawn’s best mate Dave breaks up with his girlfriend, Shawn tries not to get his hopes up. After all, Dave’s still straight, right? Wrong. Dave reveals he’s bisexual, and that pounding you hear is Shawn’s heart. He’s loved Dave for so long, but he’s not about to jeopardize their friendship by telling Dave how he really feels.

But when Dave discovers Shawn’s little kink, it opens up a whole new chapter for the two friends. Except Shawn can’t help but worry – if there was no kink, would Dave be there? And is Shawn brave enough to find out?


A standalone short story of lust, lace – and love…


Review


Now here’s a truly endearing friends to lovers story for you.

Shawn and Dave have been best friends forever. What Dave doesn’t know, because Shawn has made very sure to keep it a secret, is that his best friend has been in love with him since they were teenagers. And why would Shawn have told him? Dave is straight and Shawn knows that opening his mouth would only result in complicating, if not ending, a friendship he treasures.

Except that Dave is not quite as straight as he and Shawn always assumed. Recently Dave has found himself attracted to the man he’s always loved as a friend. But surely that’s not something you just blurt out. After all, Shawn only sees Dave as a friend, doesn’t he?

When Dave stumbles across Shawn’s hidden collection of sexy lingerie, the floodgates are opened and hidden passions are acted upon in the most enticing way. But Dave still needs to get used to his newly discovered sexuality and Shawn can’t shake the feeling that Dave is only into him because of the kinky underwear.

This is a typical case of if only the two of them had been less stereotypically male, if they’d actually opened their mouths and shared their thoughts, doubts, and feelings with each other, a lot of angst could have been avoided. But both of them fear that total honesty might result in alienating the other and destroying a friendship they value too much to risk.

Things need to come to ahead before Shawn and Dave can find the happily ever after they so obviously deserve. The journey they undertake to get to that point is somewhat naughty, extremely sexy, at times laugh out loud funny, and not without a few tugs on the heartstrings.

For such a short story all characters, including the secondary ones, were very well developed. And I have to mention once more that this author writes mothers very, very well. The writing, as always from K.C. Wells, is so smooth the story almost reads itself and I dare anyone to pick this novella up and not finish it in one sitting.

Lace is a pure delight for anybody who enjoys a cute and sexy story featuring two endearing young men. Enjoy!



Author Bio

Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C. WELLS always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way. K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, when the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings—writing about men in love was even hotter….

K.C. now writes full-time and is loving every minute of her new career. The laptop still has no idea of what hit it… it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.


And as for those men in love that she writes about? The list of stories just waiting to be written is getting longer… and longer….



K.C. loves to hear from readers. 


Twitter: @K_C_Wells

Thursday, 18 May 2017

Better Than Suicide by Amy Tasukada - Release Blitz




Buy Links: Amazon US | Amazon UK 

Length: 86,000 words 

The Yakuza Path Series 

Blood Stained Tea (Book #1) Amazon US | Amazon UK

Blurb


A stash of drugs. A twisted cop. A mob on the verge of self-destruction…


Nao Murata is the new godfather of the Matsukawa syndicate. When Detective Yamada confronts Nao over a dead drug dealer, Nao knows his organization isn’t responsible. The Matsukawa doesn’t deal drugs… or does it?


When Nao discovers drugs in a locker owned by his syndicate, he no longer knows who to trust. With the police bearing down on the Matsukawa, Nao must make unlikely allies to find out the truth. Can he discover who is betraying him before time runs out, or will everyone suffer for a crime he didn’t commit?


Better Than Suicide is the second book in a Japanese mafia thriller series. If you like complex plots, gripping suspense, and a splash of romance, then you’ll love the next installment in Amy Tasukada’s Yakuza Path series.


Buy Better Than Suicide to start the race against the clock today!


This can be read as a standalone. 


Author Bio

Amy Tasukada lives in a catless home in North Texas. (She enjoys cats but can’t quite make that kind of commitment yet.) As an only child her day dreams kept her entertained, and at age ten she started to put them to paper. Since then her love of writing hasn’t cease. When she’s not chasing after stray cats, she can be found drinking hot tea and filming Japanese street fashion hauls on her Youtube channel.




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Wednesday, 17 May 2017

By the Numbers (Sanctuary #10) by RJ Scott - Release Blitz




Buy Links: Amazon US | Amazon UK 

Paperback: Amazon US | Amazon UK  

Length: 37,400 words 

Cover Design: Meredith Russell

Sanctuary Series


Guarding Morgan (Book #1) Amazon US | Amazon UK

The Only Easy Day (Book #2) Amazon US | Amazon UK
Face Value (Book #3) Amazon US | Amazon UK
Still Waters (Book #4) Amazon US | Amazon UK
Full Circle (Book #5) Amazon US | Amazon UK
The Journal of Sanctuary One (Book #6) Amazon US | Amazon UK
Worlds Collide (Book #7) Amazon US | Amazon UK
Accidental Hero (Book #8) Amazon US | Amazon UK
Ghost (Book #9) Amazon US | Amazon UK

Blurb

Secrets and lies threaten Brandon and Daniel’s new love.

Brandon Hoselton is running scared, finding security in his obsession with patterns and numbers. With his family threatened, he feels he has nowhere left to go, and even considers ending his life to keep them safe. Until Sanctuary, in the shape of the enigmatic Daniel Karnes, gives him a reason to stay alive and offers the possibility of a future free from fear.


Former SEAL Daniel is new to Sanctuary, tasked with watching Brandon, a brilliant geek with way too many secrets. Falling in love with quirky Brandon is easy; now he just has to make sure secrets don’t end up with them both dying.


The only way of destroying Varga is to cut the crime boss’s money, and the two men become part of an intricate take-down involving millions of dollars. But Brandon has a secret he can never share with Daniel, and their new love is at stake.


When the villain has murder in mind, sometimes the only way to stay alive is to lie.


Excerpt

Brandon took down the drapes in his room as soon as he was able to. He could have asked his sisters, but they didn’t know just how badly looking at the geometric pattern in the fabric upset his equilibrium. They knew he was weird; most sisters thought their big brothers were weird. But he also had twitches and nervous tics about certain things, and they’d seen it all, even though his list of crazy was something he could manage now.

They didn’t need to know he’d spent three hours last night counting the squares on the drapes and being irritated to the point of stimming that they weren’t even and the stitching was wrong. And Jesus, stimming—having to move his fingers, loosen his muscles, anything to ground himself—he hadn’t done that in years.


And hell if he was going to ask Daniel into his room to help him, because Daniel was someone Brandon did not want in his space. Not taking down drapes, or talking to him, or even breathing near him. There was only so much of Daniel that Brandon could take, because when he was anywhere near him, he lost his ability to form coherent sentences. He didn’t have time to have these powerful feelings of lust that kept hitting him.


Like the time he and Daniel had met on the landing and Daniel had been in just a towel. They’d only been together a few days, but Daniel was funny, and sexy, and dangerous, and exactly everything Brandon should be avoiding in his life.


He had way too much to worry about, and a date written in his memory that he wouldn’t forget any time soon. The deal he had—to stay alive, to hide himself away, and then to present himself to Varga—was just about the only thing that filled his thoughts.


Varga thought that, on a given date, Brandon would join him in his huge mansion, pull together all the funds Varga had hidden in various places, and then join him in whatever country the US didn’t have an extradition treaty with.


Like hell he would. He was meeting with Varga, getting all his money, dispersing it to the right causes, and sending any intel he could get out to the authorities.


And then Varga would kill him for doing that.


Inevitable, really, and something he’d come to terms with. He’d blown his chance to do this when he’d worked for Varga, so he had to make up for it. He was doing the right thing.


He’d been biding his time in Hope, but had been unfortunate to be scooped up by Sanctuary. He just needed to work out a way to get away from them, and in particular Daniel, but he had about ten days to go yet until that magic date when Varga had decided he would be leaving the country.


For now, Sanctuary was safe for him and his sisters.


So yeah, choosing to avoid having Daniel in his room, with his probing questions and his distracting body, was an easy decision to make in among all that crap.


The only downside was that it meant he had to take the drapes down himself.


Trying to shoot himself hadn't gone so well; instead of being dead and gone, he had a through shot and muscle damage which hurt like knives in his skin. He waited until day four, when the pain in his shoulder had lessened to the point where he could at least manage to get out of bed and to the window but he couldn’t handle looking at those drapes any longer.


Today he actually felt capable of dealing with drapes he didn’t need anyway. There were blinds at the windows, and behind the blinds each window was coated so you could see out but no one could see in. He pushed the offending fabric under the bed and clambered back to a standing position, wincing in pain as he banged his shoulder, and sat on the edge of his bed.


The drapes were still there—he could picture them under the bed—and exasperated, he lay back on the mattress and attempted to think of something else. Blue skies, blue mugs, blue eyes. Anything blue, because it was a color that calmed him.


He lasted about a minute.


Huffing, he rolled up carefully and reached under the bed, pulling out the drapes and screwing them into a ball. Opening his door, he threw them out onto the landing, not even checking if anyone was standing there.


Daniel. Of course it would be Daniel, who reacted like a ninja and had the drapes under submission in seconds.


Once they were dead, or at least overpowered with some sort of karate move, Brandon felt like he should apologize.


“My bad,” he said, and shut the door in Daniel’s face.


He expected the knock, but hadn’t quite decided what he was going to say to Daniel when he came in. Maybe if he ignored the request to enter and said nothing, then Daniel might go away.


Daniel knocked again, and this time instead of waiting for Brandon to say he could come in, he pushed his way in, looking irritable. He was shirtless, his hair wet—evidence of a recent shower—his sweats hanging low on his hips and every muscle deliciously tight and toned.


“What the hell, Brandon?” he asked, his dark eyes angry, his lips in a set line. He wasn’t holding the drapes, so Brandon counted that as a win.


“I didn’t want them up at my window,” Brandon explained, and eased himself down into the chair by his bed. He was most comfortable there; he could see out the window and it was easier to keep the pressure off his injury.


“So you decided to throw them in my face?” Daniel sounded less pissed and more confused about getting fabric in his face.


Brandon indicated the door. “To be fair, I didn’t know you were there.” Then he couldn’t resist, “And you heroically subdued them so fast, I knew you could handle the danger.”


Author Bio

RJ Scott is the bestselling romance author of over 100 romance books. She writes emotional stories of complicated characters, cowboys, millionaire, princes, and the men and women who get mixed up in their lives. RJ is known for writing books that always end with a happy ever after. She lives just outside London and spends every waking minute she isn't with family either reading or writing.

The last time she had a week’s break from writing she didn't like it one little bit, and she has yet to meet a bottle of wine she couldn’t defeat.


mailto:rj@rjscott.co.uk



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Monday, 15 May 2017

False Start (Wilmington Breakers #2) by Sloan Johnson




Buy Links: Amazon US | Amazon UK 


Length: 75,000 words 

Wilmington Breakers Series 

Down By Contact (Book #1) Amazon US | Amazon UK


Blurb


Nixon Cross isn’t wired to share his life with anyone. He’d considered a relationship once, but after the one man patient enough to put up with all his quirks shut him down, he committed all of his energy to football and helping his players. Now, one of his players need more help than Nixon can provide and his former flame is the one man who will know what to do.


Retired NAFL player Lincoln Sims had no choice but to stay in the closet; he was a professional athlete at a time when it was impossible to be honest about his sexuality. After retiring, he confessed his secret to his wife and son because he was tired of living a lie. Now, he’s ready to live his life. Nixon Cross is the man he left behind but could never forget.


Can these men find a way to recover from their false start years earlier?


Author Bio

Sloan Johnson is a big city girl trapped in a country girl’s life. While she longs for the hustle and bustle of New York City or Las Vegas, she hasn’t yet figured out how to sit on the deck with her morning coffee, watching the deer and wild turkeys in the fields while surrounded by concrete and glass.


When she was three, her parents received their first call from the principal asking them to pick her up from school. Apparently, if you aren’t enrolled, you can’t attend classes, even in Kindergarten. The next week, she was in preschool and started plotting her first story soon after.


Later in life, her parents needed to do something to help their socially awkward, uncoordinated child come out of her shell and figured there was no better place than a bar on Wednesday nights. It’s a good thing they did because this is where she found her love of reading and writing. Who needs socialization when you can sit alone in your bedroom with a good book?


Now, Sloan is a tattooed mom with a mohawk and two kids. She’s been kicked out of the PTA in two school districts and is no longer asked to help with fundraisers because she’s been known to lose herself with a good book and forget she has somewhere to be.



Sunday, 14 May 2017

The Hot Floor by Josephine Myles



Buy Links: Amazon US | Amazon UK 

Length: 62,000 words 

Cover Design: Harper by Design 
   
Blurb

Two plus one equals scorching hot fun.

Dumped by his boyfriend and reduced to living in a grotty bedsit, Josh Carpenter lives for his job as a glassblower. That and occasional glimpses of his sexy downstairs neighbours, Rai Nakamura and Evan Truman.

Whenever he overhears the diminutive academic and the hunky plumber having loud and obviously kinky sex, Josh is whipped into a state of frenzied lust… and a longing for a relationship like theirs.

To his amazement, Rai and Evan find his embarrassing tendency to blush utterly charming, and the three men grow closer over the course of the long, hot summer. Despite enjoying Rai’s charming flirtation and Evan’s smouldering gaze, Josh is determined never to do anything to split them apart.

However, when a naked Josh falls—quite literally—into the middle of one of Rai and Evan’s marathon sex sessions, the force of their mutual attraction takes over. But just as Josh dares to hope, he senses a change. If the three of them can’t renegotiate the rules of their new relationship, Josh risks losing their friendship—and any chance at love—forever
.

Warning: Contains one well-endowed stud with a sexy accent, one improbably toppy bottom boy with an unfortunate owl obsession, and one blushing naïf who can’t believe his luck. Also, the occasional indulgence in mathematical spanking and some shameless armpit sex.

Bonus Christmas Hot Floor short story included in this edition!

Originally published by Samhain Publishing, September 2012

My thoughts

Well now, this is one very…very hot story. Mind you, it’s also charming, funny, and a wee bit angsty, but mostly it is very…very hot. I mean, what else could I possibly say about a story containing lines like:

‘my debauched deep-throating angel in nerd specs’

But, enough about that for now. I’m sure you’ve caught on to the idea that this is one very sexy story, but that’s not to say there isn’t a lot more to it than just fun and games.

Poor Josh is a bundle of insecurity. After having been dumped by his closeted ex-boyfriend his self-confidence has pretty much taken a nosedive, as has his sex life. Having two sexy men living one floor below them, and hearing the noises resulting from their loud and enthusiastic love making, makes him horny and at the same time intensifies his loneliness.

When the shoddy building he lives him results in him falling, bathtub and all, into Rai and Evan’s apartment, it heralds a change Josh could never have foreseen or even hoped for. But as hot and exciting as his time living with the two men is, Josh is sure it can never be more than a temporary arrangement, no matter how hard he is falling for both of them and yearns to be theirs.

And so an enticing tale of seduction, kink, and attraction ensues. But all new relationships are awkward and when there are three partners involved, two of whom have been together for longer, it only gets more complicated.

Taking that into account, there’s very little real angst in this story. Sure, Josh is second guessing himself, Rai, and Evan, as well as the whole set up quite often, but for the most part, this is a story of three men getting ever closer, discovering how incredibly compatible they are, and enjoying each other’s company, bodies, and kinks.

I thoroughly enjoyed this story. The humour in it had me smiling a lot, and laughing out loud occasionally too. The characters charmed their way into my heart. What’s not to love about a gentle giant (Evan), a toppy bottom with well hidden but deep insecurities (Rai), and an almost innocent with a humiliation kink(Josh)? And who knew that glass blowing could not only be utterly fascinating but also very titillating?

If you’re in the mood for a well written, fun, touching, and sexy few hours I highly recommend The Hot Floor.

‘Home wasn’t the bricks and mortar. Home was these two men, making me fly.’

Double Trouble – A Hot Floor bonus story

This was a wonderful short story, almost an epilogue really, proving that a few months together has done nothing to diminish these men’s appetites or kinkiness — quite the opposite in fact. And how promising is it that this short story ends with the words: ‘The End (for now…)’?





Saturday, 13 May 2017

How to be a Normal Person by TJ Klune



Unabridged Audio Book
Narrated by Derrick McClain
Duration: 11hrs 7mins
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Buy link: Audible US | Audible UK

Blurb

Gustavo Tiberius is not normal. He knows this. Everyone in his small town of Abby, Oregon, knows this. He reads encyclopedias every night before bed. He has a pet ferret called Harry S. Truman. He owns a video rental store that no one goes to. His closest friends are a lady named Lottie with drag queen hair and a trio of elderly Vespa riders known as the We Three Queens.
Gus is not normal. And he's fine with that. All he wants is to be left alone.
Until Casey, an asexual stoner hipster and the newest employee at Lottie's Lattes, enters his life. For some reason, Casey thinks Gus is the greatest thing ever. And maybe Gus is starting to think the same thing about Casey, even if Casey is obsessive about Instagramming his food.
But Gus isn't normal and Casey deserves someone who can be. Suddenly wanting to be that someone, Gus steps out of his comfort zone and plans to become the most normal person ever.
After all, what could possibly go wrong?

My thoughts

Today is going to be an okay day

And this was a more than okay, or rather, fabulous book. The story captured me from the start, but what impressed me most was the wonderful combination of laugh out loud hilarity and poignant moments. The two are so perfectly balanced that I would alternately find myself laughing despite recognising the underlying pain and deeply touched while a smile tugged at my lips.

While I wasn’t quite a TJ Klune virgin before starting this book, I can’t say I’ve read many of his stories either. Obviously, that’s something I’ll need to change as soon as possible. If this book sets the standard, I’ve been missing out.

It is safe to say that this author has a unique way of using his words and telling a story, which is something that always captures my attention. And there was so very much in this book I adored it’s hard to know where to start (or where to stop, for that matter) but I’ll give it a shot.

What’s not to love about a story featuring ‘Biker Vespa Lesbians, also known as ‘We Three Queens’, an ‘asexual stoner hipster’, a main character often addressed as ‘Grumpy Gus’, who’s best described as ‘abnormal, weird, and strange’, a video store in which Tuesday’s are dreaded because at least four customers come in’… I could go on, but honestly, you should just read or listen to this book.

It may surprise some, but for me Casey was the easier to understand and define character of the two. He is a stoner hipster and asexual and doesn’t make a secret of either. Gus on the other hand is less easy to pinpoint. He is, without a doubt awkward and a loner, not to mention OCD. But on more than one occasion I found myself wondering if he wasn’t (borderline) on the autism spectrum.  This is ‘just’ my personal interpretation. Such a label is never suggested in the book, but I found the thought lingering in my mind as I read. Having said that, it wasn’t something I needed to know for sure. When push came to shove, Gus was Gus. ‘Abnormal, weird, and strange’, for sure, but also utterly unique and all the more charming for it.

I think the pivotal moment in this book for me was when the ridiculous website Gus had been getting all his guidance on ‘how to be normal’ from suddenly made perfect sense and gave the best advice EVER: Don’t assume; talk!

Oh. My. God. I was listening to a romance addressing my pet peeve when it comes to romances head on. I don’t even want to try and count how many reviews I’ve written in which I state my frustration about the two main characters ending up in a crisis which would have been easily averted if only they had talked to each other. And here, at last, was a love story doing exactly what I had wished for in all those other books; it made the two men communicate and resolve their issues as the more or less sensible adults they were.

This story left me with a lot to think about, a renewed appreciation for hugs, and a soft curse on my lips when the author ended it one word too soon. Well played Mr. Klune. I also feel I need to issue a health and safety warning; listening to this book while driving is akin to putting your life in danger. It is very hard to keep your eyes on the road when you’re laughing so hard, tears are streaming down your cheeks.

Since I listened to this story rather than read it, I suppose I should also say something about the narrator. Derrick McClain was a delight to listen to. I loved how he managed to give all the characters individual voices without ever appearing to alter how he spoke. But, I have to admit that this has been my first audio book in probably ten years, so I don’t really have anyone to compare him to. Having said that, he now finds himself at the top of a new list I started today called ‘narrators to keep an eye (or should that be ear?) on’.

Overall this was a hilariously funny yet thought provoking story, posing the question as to what is and isn’t normal, and who gets to be the judge of that. It’s a story about love, friendship, loyalty and being true to yourself and those around you. Ultimately it is a book I can see myself revisiting several times. And since I in general don’t do re-reads, that is saying something.


Maelstrom by Kass Barrow - Release Blitz






Buy Links: JMS Books | Amazon US | Amazon UK 

Length: 69,000 words 

Publisher: JMS Books 

Blurb


When Kylor Knightley, a multi-millionaire nightclub owner, is out talent-spotting at an open mic event in London’s Limehouse district, the last thing the stiff-lipped Brit expects is to fall head-over-heels for a devastatingly handsome singer ten years his junior.


Born in New York, twenty-two-year-old Eden McFadden now calls London home and has ambitions of making it big in the capital’s music scene. In the meantime, the feisty free spirit is secretly rocking it as a stripper at a gay club in Soho. But when fate brings him and Kylor together in Limehouse, it starts a chain of events that tears both of their worlds apart.


It’s going to take some serious attitude adjustment for the smart-mouthed stripper and the arrogant British gent to find common ground, but the attraction is too strong to ignore. Sometimes you have to trust in fate and see where it takes you.


Excerpt


Eden was so pumped about meeting the guy with the sparkling turquoise eyes that he couldn’t wait to tell someone. He wasn’t usually one to gossip, but he’d pulled up a chair alongside Blade, who was busy removing his guyliner. Eden was talking to Blade’s reflection in the mirror, relating the moment he’d looked down and seen the gorgeous guy staring back up at him.

Just then someone shouted, “Which of you is green?” and there was the stranger; standing in the doorway next to a security guard.

Eden sat gawking at his visitor and all the strength drained out of his body as if someone had pulled his plug. Blade nudged him. “Don’t just sit there. That’s your guy, isn’t it? God, he really is gorge!”

Eden slowly got to his feet, praying his knees wouldn’t give way, and shoved a shaky hand in the air. “That package is for me.”

The weak attempt at humour was his way of handling the embarrassment he felt because he knew that if the token had been black or pink the security guard wouldn’t have needed to ask whose it was. Everyone knew Stemmy’s tokens were black and Oberon’s were pink. But this was only the second time Eden had handed out a token. The last time he’d invited a guy backstage, his guest had been under the mistaken impression the token entitled him to instant sexual gratification, but Eden hadn’t been that into the guy.

The guard nodded at Eden’s visitor and left.

Still in just his pink briefs, Eden scurried back to his own station and rummaged around in his duffel bag for a clean top. The first thing to come to hand was his old Keep Calm and Carry On Funking T-shirt. He quickly pulled it on and rolled it down his sweat-dampened chest and abs. Then he stood by his dressing table, ready to greet his guest, with one hand resting on the table for support. Eden knew he shouldn’t be getting this worked up over someone he’d only just clapped eyes on. He had no idea what the guy was like. I haven’t even spoken to him yet. Maybe he’s just a good-looking asshole in a suit.

As the guy approached, Eden’s eyes widened in awe. It felt like he was watching the scene through a slow motion filter. He was entranced by the rhythmic sway of the guy’s narrow hips and everything else in the room faded to a blur. The guy’s suit jacket was unbuttoned and his left hand rested inside the trouser pocket, while his right arm hung loose by his side. It was like a breath of self-assured elegance had wafted into the room.

And then there was his hair. It was glorious. A flame-coloured shock of tumbling waves, its hue changed as the light danced over it, like an abstract of wildfire and scorched earth. It jarred with the image of the sophisticated city gent in the cool blue suit. It was hypnotising, the way the picture was so wrong and yet so right.


Eden could tell straight away this guy was no bit player on life’s stage. He had a starring role. You could tell from his arrogant swagger that the only rules he ever played by were his own. He was like a dream come true to Eden. A guy with “Fuck Me” written all over him and a seriously hot “Fuck You” attitude to compliment the looks.

Eden swallowed hard. Where have you been all my life?


Author Bio


Kass Barrow lives 100 miles north of London in a small town in the farming county of Lincolnshire. Despite always having lived in the same area she has seen a fair bit of the world, from the eerie innards of the King’s Chamber in the Great Pyramid, to the majestic vistas that come with snowboarding in the Rockies.


However, none of these life experiences prepared her for the emotional roller-coaster ride of penning a novel. Now she has become so accustomed to having four handsome gents in her life – her husband, her dog and her two main characters – that she can’t imagine life any other way.



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