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Sunday, April 26, 2020

New Release - Broken Warrior by Jocelynn Drake & Rinda Elliott


Title: Broken Warrior
Series: The Weavers Circle #1
Author: Jocelynn Drake & Rinda Elliott
Publisher: Drake and Elliott Publishing LLC
Release Date: April 24, 2020
Heat Level: 4 - Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 97,304
Genre: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal romance, urban fantasy romance

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Synopsis


Clay Green

A brotherhood? Monsters? Goddesses? Magic?

The world has become a strange place.

After a life on the run, Clay Green is rescued by a crazy old lady with a shotgun and an even crazier story about monsters, goddesses, and a secret brotherhood.

Gifted with the power of the earth, Clay must locate his missing “brothers” before invading monsters can destroy everything.

As if that’s not enough to contend with, Clay can’t keep his hands off the man trying to rebuild the plantation house he’s temporarily living in.

Dane Briggs

Something strange is going on…

Dane knew restoring the old plantation house wasn’t going to be an easy job, but at least none of the clients were going to be underfoot. Since losing his wife and child, the only way Dane can keep going is to focus on the work.

But that focus crumbles the second Clay appears covered in blood and barely hanging on to life.

Mystery and danger cling to Clay and the other men who suddenly show up. A smart man would walk away.

Dane chucks smart out the window in favor of hungry kisses and the silken slide of skin against skin. He doesn’t understand what’s happening, but there’s no question that Clay needs him.

He’s just not sure his heart can survive being broken again if something happens to Clay.

Broken Warrior is the first book in The Weavers Circle series. It includes fast-paced action, explosions, hurt/comfort, sexy times, animal shenanigans, wounded hearts, three crazy old ladies, and magic!

Excerpt


“And were you attacked on your walk? Some kind of flying suckerfish? Because that’s definitely not a hickey on your neck,” Baer continued.

Grey lifted his mug of coffee to his lips again, but he paused long enough to agree. “Definitely not a hickey.”

Without thinking, Clay slapped his hand to the spot Dane had sucked on during round one—or was it round three? Fuck, he’d come so many times last night, his balls should need a week to recover, but his dick was refusing to take orders from his brain or balls. The damn thing wanted to say “Fuck coffee” and crawl back into bed with Dane.

Laughter rang out in the kitchen, and Clay groaned. He’d never had a roommate, but he sort of imagined this was what it was like. Fuck, when all six of them were in the plantation house, it would be like a goddamn frat house.

Grabbing a mug out of the cabinet, Clay continued to ignore the duo at the table as he poured himself a cup of liquid sanity. He took his time, adding a little sugar, and then turned to the table. Before he took one step, he lifted a hand, and whatever Baer had been about to say stopped in his throat.

“I won’t discuss it. Not one word,” Clay said firmly.

Baer’s shoulder’s slumped, and his mouth snapped shut. He looked like a sad puppy for all of two seconds before he was up and happy again.

“I’m sure Grey is one of us,” Baer announced, moving on to an entirely new subject. At least this was one Clay was willing to tackle, even if he wasn’t sure he had the brainpower for it yet. If anything, it gave him something to think about besides Dane.

“Yeah, I kind of thought that last night too.”

Clay settled into a chair across from Baer and Grey. He could use a long, hot shower and a clean set of clothes, but one look at the eager expression on Baer’s face and he knew the man would follow him to the bathroom to discuss this. He could do without them sharing the bathroom with him.

“When I saw him running with you toward the Jeep last night, I swear I got the weirdest feeling of déjà vu. I know we’ve done this all before. Well, maybe not at that club, but the running together, the fighting together.” Baer rested his forearms on the table and leaned forward. “Even when we got back to the house, I felt like I knew him. Known him my whole life.”

“The same way you feel with me?”

Baer nodded.

Clay looked over at Grey, who had both hands wrapped around the dark-blue coffee mug resting on the table in front of him. A deep frown was pulling at the corners of his mouth and drawing lines between his thick eyebrows. Without the threat of death and destruction looming over their heads, Clay took a moment to actually look at the man. Gray hair highlighted his temples, and more of it flecked the closely trimmed beard lining his jaw and chin. He was paler than himself and Baer, as if he were more likely to spend long hours inside the house, but there was no missing the lean muscles that filled out his wrinkled button-down shirt. Maybe a swimmer. Or a runner.

“What do you think?” Clay prodded when Grey remained silent.

“That this is all stupid, ridiculous, and utterly impossible,” Grey grumbled. His hands tightened on his mug, but he didn’t lift it back to his mouth.

“But?”

“I can’t deny I have the same feeling of déjà vu with both of you. Something-something inside of me keeps claiming that I know.”

Clay glanced over at Baer. “Did you tell him?”

“Oh, he fucking told me so much,” Grey answered for him with a rough bark of laughter. “Powers and goddesses and other dimensions with alien monsters trying to kill us so they can destroy the world. I heard plenty last night.”

Closing his eyes, Clay pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily. Yeah, that was pretty much how it all sounded. Insane and impossible. That was his life now to a T. Opening his eyes again, he stared at Baer. “And you told him all this stone-cold sober?”

Baer’s chest puffed up and he grinned broadly at his friend. “No!”

Clay rolled his eyes.

“I found that cheap bottle of whiskey we lost. I think Jo hid it. But anyway, we killed that bottle, and I explained about the pestilents, Weavers, and the Circle.”

Clay looked over at Grey, waiting for his response on how the hell he took this information while loaded up on cheap whiskey.

“And then he turned into an ostrich,” Grey said in a deadpan voice.

“I was trying for a peacock. Something flashy,” Baer commented in a low voice.

“Broke the coffee table.”

“I panicked!”

“You were drunk!” Clay shouted.

“Birds are hard,” Baer muttered under his breath, his eyes locked on his coffee mug in front of him in a pout.

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Meet the Author

 
Jocelynn Drake and Rinda Elliott have teamed up to combine their evil genius to create intense gay romantic suspense stories that have car chases, shoot outs, explosions, scorching hot love scenes, and tender, tear-jerking moments. Their first joint books are in the Unbreakable Bonds series.

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Friday, April 17, 2020

The Prince’s Dragon (Fire and Valor #2) by W.M. Fawkes & Sam Burns


 
The Prince’s Dragon by W.M. Fawkes & Sam Burns

Series: Fire and Valor #2

Release Date: April 16, 2020

Subgenre: LGBTQIA+ High Fantasy Romance






Synopsis for The Prince’s Dragon:

The last place Lord Tristram Radcliffe ever expected to find himself was right hand
to the Llangardian throne. His parentage should have seen him banished, but he managed
to keep his draconic secret. Now, King Reynold is dead. Long live King Roland.


The boy ascends to rule a kingdom in chaos, and Tristram must undo the damage of the
last king's reign to save his people from lean winter and wolves in the palace itself.
Reynold’s former shadow, Bet Kyston, is determined to root out King Roland's enemies,
but his version of help may cause as much harm as good.

There remains a traitor near to the throne, and when the king falls mysteriously ill,
Tristram’s strongest ally is forced to leave court. As his enemies move closer, the strength
of Tristram's regency is more precarious than ever. Abandoned and friendless,
Tristram must sacrifice everything to protect his homeland or risk not only Roland’s life,
but his own.


Excerpt :
“I thought you wanted me gone?”
Tris clamped his jaw shut so he didn’t say anything unwise, but then he realized that if
he couldn’t be honest with Bet, there wasn’t a soul in all of Llangard he could be honest with.
“I’ve never wanted you gone. I don’t want an assassin in Roland’s employ, but that doesn’t
mean I don’t want you there.”
Bet, still fully clothed, climbed atop him, running his hands over Tristram’s bare chest.
“So all you wish is to change my nature?”
“I do not,” he denied. He put his hands atop Bet’s, but didn’t hold them in place.
He let them roam over the planes of his chest, down the narrowing line of his waist,
just barely dipping below the sheets to tease at the trail of hair leading farther down. He took a shaky breath and reminded himself that they were conversing. Or they had been.
Bet smirked.
“You are more than what Reynold asked of you, Bet. More than what I’ve asked.”
Bet’s smirk turned into a scowl for a second, but then he was changing the subject with his
hands once again, slipping them both under the sheets.

Reviewed by Stephanie Googly
4.5 Stars
OMG.. Dragon! My heart weeps for you! *super cry face emoji*
This series is SUCH an adventure. I love how we get like 10 different adventures rolled into 1 book.
Gillian/Maddox, Sadonie/Rhiannon, Bet/Tristram, Lady Elenor, Hafgan, Dragon. Seems like a lot, but they all intersect creating one epic adventure.
The intro to the Traehaearn and Rhys is really interesting too. I am excited to see what happens with the combination with them and Gillian and other magic users, the inevitable fight with Jarl and the rescue of Dragon, the King, Tristram and his new discoveries and openness with Bet, Lady Elenor, Rhys. I also need to know what happens with Sidonie and Rhiannon, we kind of lose them when they're saving the kids from The Torndals.
Yes, this ends on what some may call a "cliffhanger"...I call it a continuation. There's so much more that needs to happen, yet I felt satisfied with what has occurred so far. Also, I think Gillian was my favorite character in this portion of the series. I think she's going to grow into a real badass :)





Author Bio:


W.M. Fawkes is an author of LGBTQ+ urban fantasy and paranormal romance.
She lives with her partner in a house owned by three halloween-hued felines that dabble
regularly in shadow walking.

Sam lives in the Midwest with husband and cat, which is even less exciting than it sounds,
so she's not sure why you're still reading this. 

She specializes in LGBTQIA+ fiction, usually with a romantic element. There's sometimes
intrigue and violence, usually a little sex, and almost always some swearing in her work.
Her writing is light and happy, though, so if you're looking for a dark gritty reality,
you've come to the wrong author.


Author links:
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Waverly Fawkes:


Sam Burns:


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