Caught Running

Caught Running by Madeleine Urban and Abigail Roux.

I’ve just re-read this. It’s been many years since I read it the first time and I wasn’t quite sure if it was the one I remembered or if the one I was thinking of actually was Mary Calmes’s Steamroller. It was Caught Running that flitted around in my mind.

This is an old book, at least if we’re talking books in the M/M genre. It was published by Dreamspinner back in 2007, and if I’m not wrong, I think Dreampsinner started 2007, so we’re back in the cradle here LOL.

I still like this story, though the epithets drive me a little crazy, but it’s fun to see that even the ‘big names’ develop their writing style.

This is a story about how the role you had in high school follows you into your adult life. Both Brandon and Jake went to the school they’re now teaching in, and they’re still expected to be the nerd and the jock, only the roles don’t fit anymore, and the attraction between them grows as they’re working together.

It’s sweet, and I’m glad I read it again.

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Caught RunningTen years after graduation, Jake “the jock” Campbell and Brandon “the nerd” Bartlett are teaching at their old high school and still living in separate worlds. When Brandon is thrown into a coaching job on Jake’s baseball team, they find themselves learning more about each other than they’d ever expected.

High school is all about image, even for the teachers. Brandon and Jake have to get past their preconceived notions to find the friendship needed to work together. And somewhere along the way, they discover that perceptions can always change for the better.


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City of Monsters

What did I just read? City of Monsters by Andrea Speed is what I read, now if you would ask me what kind of story that is… I don’t really know.

It has vampires, werewolf, other shifters, reverse tooth fairies, zombies and all kinds of crazy stuff LOL. Hunter is a shifter unknown (he doesn’t know what kind of animal he turns into) and he owes a werehippo money.

He works as a finder and is looking for a reverse tooth fairy who is working with vamps up to no good when he meets Sakari, a newcomer to Nightshade. Sparks fly, and they work together to find the reverse tooth fairy.

This story is crazy, it’s funny and weird, and not at all what I had expected. I had expected it to be like Pretty Monsters, and there are some similarities, but yeah… If you’re looking for something different give it a go.

I went to get the link to Ms Speed’s website, and there I saw that City of Monster is about to be re-released by Less Than Three Press, it’ll be available on March 6th 2019.


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City of MonstersHunter is a human turned animal shifter in Nightshade, a literal city of monsters in a near-Earth dimension called Dev. All sorts of beasts reside here, unable to return to Earth, yet still plagued by the same jealousies, rivalries, and needs of any human. Resolving them is Hunter’s job.

Hunter faces supernatural perils at every turn: vampire debt collectors who most decidedly don’t sparkle, werewolfs who literally piss on everything you love, and surprise shifters. And just like back on Earth, there are mundane struggles too. Like paying the rent—which isn’t easy for a guy with more vices than virtues—and keeping his haunted blender happy with pricey produce. So he takes a job from a foul-mouthed reverse tooth fairy to find her missing twin.

Just when things seem like they couldn’t get any worse, Hunter meets Sakari, a hot newcomer to Nightshade with a taste for danger. Will Sakari change Hunter’s bad luck, or will he only mean more trouble? Can Sakari help him solve his case? And how will Hunter explain the new man in his life to his blender?

Throwback Thursday | He Melted Us

Okay, I have to write about He Melted Us today. It’s Thursday, and I said I’d do one Throwback Thursday post a month during 2019, and it’s three years ago today that it was published.

heart shaped pad lockYou might think that since it’s Valentine, I should write a post about some cute romance – He Melted Us is not cute, but I don’t know if I have any cute romances. You might be better judges than I when it comes to that, but I don’t see my stories as overly romantic.

He Melted Us is part of the Love Unlocked anthology from Beaten Track Publishing, and I remember when Debbie McGowan posted the call. I was at my Mum’s, sitting in her conservatory talking to my sister. I was done with a draft of another story and had switched manuscripts with one of my beta readers who also had one she wanted feedback on.

That story is still sitting here on my laptop with her beta notes attached. I abandoned it for He Melted Us and I never went back. I will, though! Any day now LOL (I’ve said that for two and a half years).

Anyway, on the 1st of June 2015, the padlocks on Pont des Arts and Pont de l’Archeveche in Paris were removed. For years people had left locks as a symbol of their love on the bridges, and there were so many they feared the bridges would be destroyed.

The call for the anthology was that each story should be about one of the padlocks. Every lock on those bridges held a story, and we were to write a story that might have been.

So I sat there in the conservatory with my sister, and we tossed ideas around, one crazier than the other. I laughed so hard I had tears in my eyes, and then when I went home, I wrote the story.

It’s not sane, Delron is not reasonable, and neither Delron nor Phillipe master the skill of communication. But, in my defence, I’ve seldom laughed as much writing a story as I did this, and it might not come across in the actual text, but I’m selfish enough to say that I don’t care.

Phillipe paced the reception area in the police station. He couldn’t believe Delron had been picked up by the police. He never did anything illegal, never even drove too fast. It has to be a mistake, it just has to be. His Del didn’t do things that had him ending up in the police station.

“You can sit down, Mr. Lebeau. They will be out with him soon.”

Phillipe wanted to glare at the woman behind the glass as she smiled at him, but she hadn’t been anything but nice to him since he’d arrived, so he had no reason to.

He sank down on one of the sofas that had been in fashion about fifteen years ago and ran his hands over his stubble-short hair. What on Earth has Delron got himself into? He hoped it wasn’t drugs. It couldn’t be drugs, could it? Delron worked at the hospital, he’d been a nurse for years. If he was an addict, Phillipe would’ve noticed, wouldn’t he? But maybe he was selling? Maybe he stole drugs from the hospital and sold them on the black market or something. Does anyone ever really know their partner? Del had been acting a bit strange lately. What if that’s what he was doing yesterday, when he came home in the middle of the night? Phillipe was more and more certain it had been the front door and not the balcony door he’d heard.

At the sound of approaching footsteps, Phillipe got to his feet. Delron stood there, looking a bit sheepish as a police officer gave him a stern look. “I hope not to see you here again.”

The man’s voice sent a shiver down Phillipe’s spine, not because he sounded mean in any way, but there was authority in that voice.

“Bye.” Delron started towards the door without even looking at Phillipe.

“Del! What the fuck?”

Delron held the door open and waited for Phillipe to pass through it.

“Is it drugs?” He had to know. The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

Drugs? Are you out of your mind? I broke into Hôtel de Ville.”

“You did what?” Phillipe wasn’t proud of the way his voice screeched, but he’d never thought Delron a burglar. It had never even crossed his mind that he might be.

“I was only looking for the mayor. Apparently, he’s been getting some hate mail lately, and they thought it was me, since I…sort of broke in to find him.” Phillipe prepared to yell at him, but before he could, Delron continued. “It’s no big deal. I convinced the police I wasn’t the one sending the mail, and that I didn’t mean the mayor any harm. So they let me go.” Delron shrugged and started walking towards their car, which Phillipe had carelessly parked in the disabled parking zone.

No big deal? Phillipe’s hands were shaking. How can this not be a big deal?

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He Melted UsAll Delron wants is to live his life with Phillipe, but when their love lock is stolen from Pont des Art, their relationship is in jeopardy. Without the lock holding them together, Delron is convinced they’ll crash and burn. The only way he can save their relationship is to find the stolen lock, and that is just what he plans to do, no matter what.

Phillipe loves Delron, he really does, but it’s driving him insane that Delron can’t see that a padlock is simply a piece of metal. The lock has nothing to do with them, not really. Up until the night the lock was stolen, their life was great, but Del’s crazy behaviour has Phillipe wondering if he has ever really known his boyfriend.

Delron’s search leads him through art-filled Paris, but will a symbol of love ever be enough to soothe the mistrust his quest has planted in Phillipe? Phillipe always thought he’d spend the rest of his life with Del, but who can live with anyone willing to break the law just to find a padlock when they can buy a new one in just about any shop?

A story from Love Unlocked – a collection of seven short stories and novellas – unique LGBTQ romances inspired by the Love Lock Bridge.

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