Giveaway | September

Book Giveaway

New month, new giveaway! In September last year, Holly released The Dragon Next Door. Despite what the title might lead you to believe, it’s a contemporary story.

Adrian lives in an apartment, and one day Lorcan moves in next to him. Adrian has a lively imagination and is convinced Lorcan is a dragon, werewolf, or some other kind of shifter. Why else would he growl when Adrian talks to him through the mail slot on his door?

I love Adrian, but I’m glad he’s not my next-door neighbour. 

I don’t have a good match for this story, but I thought Banger Challenge. Zen might not be as forward as Adrian, but there are some similarities – not many, but he’s also bubbly and positive. Banger Challenge isn’t a clear Grumpy/Sunshine story like The Dragon Next Door. Fred is more shy than grumpy, but ah well.

If you want in on the draw, hop on over to Kingsumo and type in your email address. You’re not subscribing to anything, but make sure you use an address you check since it’s the one I’ll contact you on if you’re the winner.

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Adrian Green’s new next-door neighbor isn’t really a dragon, but he does snarl an awful lot.

The first time Adrian saw Lorcan Walsh, he knew he needed Adrian’s help. Lorcan has a fractured leg and an empty apartment. Luckily, Adrian doesn’t mind helping him fill his lair with gems, and Doris’s second-hand shop has everything a dragon could possibly want.

The problem is, Lorcan doesn’t seem to want his apartment decorated, and sneaking presents past a grumpy dragon isn’t easy.

All Adrian wants is to cheer Lorcan up, but when Lorcan’s ex appears at the door, Adrian fears not even vintage coffee cups will get them their fairy-tale ending. What if the way to a dragon’s heart isn’t lined with treasures?

14,488 words

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Fred Munson likes his job as a traffic cop. He’s good at it. It’s his personal life that could use some improvement. With no friends, and being too shy to talk to anyone while out of uniform, when Fred is forced to use some of his vacation time, he has nothing to fill his days. At least not until he comes home to find his driveway blocked by a stranger with car troubles.

A month after losing his father, Zen Zeppelin Cave has also lost his place in the world. The only thing holding him together is focusing on a charity junk car race to raise money for cancer research. And he’s crossing that finish line even if he ends up replacing every part of the car along the way.

Zen had planned on completing the race on his own, but a spur-of-the-moment decision changes that when he invites the adorable, blushing police officer whose driveway he’s blocking to tag along. Going with a stranger on a road trip is completely out of Fred’s comfort zone, so when he accepts the invitation no one is more surprised than himself.

Together, Zen and Fred are heading south. But will the old junk car hold together long enough to reach their destination? And will crossing the finish line mean the end of the road for a budding romance, or will they find there’s more to their journey?

31,122 words

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Wrap-Up Wednedsay | August

It’s wrap-up time! I was in a bit of a reading slump at the beginning of the month. There are a lot of things going on in my private life, and this month has been a bit overwhelming, so I was unable to focus.

I did reread The Disassembled Life of Duncan Cole, which is a long read, but other than that, I’ve only read a few short ones toward the end of the month. I don’t mean only in the way that short stories don’t matter as much as longer stories, because they do, but the duration I need to stay focused to consume them isn’t as long.

The Disassembled Life of Duncan Cole by S. Hart

Let’s start with Duncan. You can read me rambling on about it over at Holly’s, but here I’ll just say that I love Duncan! This is a steampunk story, and it’s awesome with all its brass and copper.

The Disassembled Life of Duncan ColeIn which we meet Duncan: professional nobody who presents himself to the public as a scowling, smoking pile of contempt. Against his will, he meets Sam: a less than professional coal miner who inspires the worst in men. Together they take on one malicious train and a most insidious re-animator, and along the way Duncan remembers a few things that he’d previously forgotten.

https://books2read.com/DuncanCole

Manikin by Jordan Castillo Price

This is the third story in the Channeling Morpheus/Sweet Oblivion series. I reread the first two some time ago and when I couldn’t find anything I wanted to read, I read this again. Wild Bill!!!

ManikinMarushka loves pretty things: lace and velvet, porcelain and pearls. She sews elaborate costumes for all of her dolls, and she spends hours arranging their hair just so. Her collection is growing; she’s added a very pretty trinket, and his name is Michael. She can’t wait to dress him up.

Michael always suspected mentally ill vampires grew worse and worse as the years went by. He’d never realized how unhinged they could get.

Now Michael is in way over his head. Will Wild Bill save him? Or was it only wishful thinking on Michael’s part that their connection ran deeper than sex… or blood?

https://books2read.com/Manikin

The Tinker’s Apprentice by Jordan Castillo Price

While we’re on the Jordan Castillo Price train, this is part of the Your Book Boyfriend’s Boyfriend giveaway, so I picked it up. It’s cute! It reminded me a little of Quill Me Now! It’s not the same, but something about the vibe reminded me of it.

Tinker's ApprenticeMagical bonds can move mountains…or at least keep the magichanical appliances running.

Conrad has a special talent—one for overthinking even the simplest of decisions. As a tinker’s apprentice, he should have mastered at least some magichanics by now. Unfortunately, he hasn’t even picked out his starting tool. A glimpse of an intriguing young man at the auxiliar shop makes him wonder if maybe a magical mascot can help him level up—but how would he ever pick the right one? Can Conrad settle on a magical assistant, or should he just grab a random tool and hope for the best? Either way…it’s now or never.

Grab it here!

Pursued By A Bear by Allison Temple

I thought this was from the YBBB giveaway too, but it appears I was wrong. I have no idea when or where I grabbed this, but if I read more than the first sentence of the blurb (That’s usually how far I get. One sentence. Blurbs bore me to no end LOL) I’d forgotten it now. I thought I started reading a paranormal romance with a bear shifter finding his mate. This is a contemporary tale about a guy who is rescued by his ex when an actual bear stalks him. It was okay, but not what I thought I would be reading and was in the mood for. I take full blame for that 😆

I can’t find any links for this, so… I must have grabbed it in a giveaway or something. 

pursued by a bearOne night. One truck. Two very different bears. Xavier only wants one of them to eat him.
The last place Xavier wants to be is at funeral in his remote northern hometown. That is, until a literal bear chases him into Lane’s truck. Lane broke Xavier’s teenage heart fourteen years ago, so trapped in a truck on the side of the road, is well and truly the last place Xavier wants to be.
Being pursued by a bear shouldn’t be a recipe for romance, but as they wait for help, Xavier and Lane get a chance to air old hurts and find the pieces of themselves that still fit so well together. If they can escape the bear, a second chance at love may be waiting for them with the sunrise.

 

Twice Bitten Eliot Grayson

Since I was in the mood for paranormal, I then hopped on to Twice Bitten. This is my first Eliot Grayson story, and I liked it a lot! I have… ah… there is knotting here, and that’s NOT my thing. I have read very few knotting books, and when lines like ‘You’re going to take it,” he said matter-of-factly. “And my knot.” come up, I cringe and try to read through my closed eyes LOL. I really liked Angelo though. It made me want to write a prim and proper vamp 😁 Oh, and it’s also from the YBBB giveaway.

Twice BittenA werewolf walks into a vampire bar… ouch.

Vampire enforcer Angelo has enough problems already, and a tall, dark, and irritating alpha werewolf is the last thing he needs.

With his cheating, murderous mate on the run, Jack’s looking for help from the local authorities—who assign Angelo to solve the problem quickly.

They don’t have anything in common on paper, but sharing magical compatibility, a sense of humor, and a common goal can build a bond—whether mundane or otherwise. Even when another bond’s impossible…

Warning: Contains magical attack scorpions, knotting, and a vampire who’s desperate to avoid ruining his suit, falling in love, or other catastrophes. Spoiler alert: He falls in love. Does he ruin his suit, though? Read and find out! Happy ending guaranteed.

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I have this feeling of having forgotten some book, but I can’t remember having read any more this month…

 

Guest Post | One Summer Night by Ellie Thomas

Today, we have the lovely Ellie Thomas back on the blog to talk about her story, One Summer Night, which is released today 🥳 Welcome, Ellie!

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Thank you so much, lovely Ofelia, for having me as your guest again today. I’m Ellie Thomas, I write MM Historical romance, and today I’m going to be chatting about One Summer Night, my August release for JMS Books’ Day or Night story submission call.

I seem to be going through a Regency phase in my stories currently! I have managed to sneak in Elizabethan, Restoration and 20th-century stories during the first part of the year, but for the second half, most of the rest are lurking around the late 18th/early 19th century.

There is a reason why this era is so popular amongst readers and writers as it seems to lend itself perfectly to romance stories. The resorts and leisure activities available (at least for the rich!) are fertile ground for the spark of a love affair or continuing assignations between lovers.

One such London venue, Vauxhall Gardens on the South Bank of the River Thames, was hugely popular as a place for summer outdoor entertainment for all walks of life, and it remains a favourite setting in stories. For example, the wonderful Georgette Heyer has at least one heroine who finds herself out of her depth at a slightly too racy Vauxhall masquerade ball!

I’ve been itching to write about Vauxhall Gardens, and because of the London setting, this seemed the perfect story where I could add a romantic scene in the gardens on a balmy summer’s evening.

My characters, Martin and Will following a passionate first encounter are at odds with one another and arrange to meet at Vauxhall where they can talk privately. After meeting outside the busy Rotunda after a concert, it felt so natural to have them walk through the Pillared Saloon, avoiding the busy Supper Rooms. That way, they could wander deeper into the gardens in the dusk, strolling along the lamp-lit paths. There they begin to open up to one another and reach the beginnings of a mutual understanding.

One Summer Night

one summernightIn 1801, Martin Dunne spends his days as a hardworking clerk at the War Office in London’s Whitehall. One summer evening, after a drink in a Fleet Street tavern, he has an unexpected passionate encounter with a seducer who haunts his dreams.

But when they accidentally meet at a society function, the alluring stranger not only turns out to be the son of one of Martin’s superiors but also betrothed to a trusting young lady.

Martin’s hopes are dashed as he imagines the Hon. William Grant is a cynical rake of the worst kind. But has he misunderstood the situation? And might he allow Will to explain and give their fleeting connection a chance to develop into a fully-fledged romance?

Extract:

Feeling hot and tired by the end of the working day, Martin trudged home along Whitehall. Not having the luxury of a valet, once washed and shaved, he struggled into his evening clothes and combed down his thick dark hair. Then he practiced a smile in the spotted mirror, softening his serious expression, before setting forth on foot along the busy Strand towards Charing Cross. As he walked past his fellow citizens, the sticky evening made him uncomfortable in his constrictive evening clothes. At least it’s not raining, he thought, and he wouldn’t disgrace his superiors by arriving at a prestigious destination looking like a drowned rat.
Once at the palatial and newly renovated mansion, where no expense or extravagance had been spared, there was the usual endless queue on the stairs before the formality of announcements and resultant herding of guests into an already crowded reception room. Martin made small talk with some vaguely familiar faces from Whitehall who wouldn’t normally have deigned to notice him. He was anticipating when he might be able to escape when Sir Hervey was before him, smiling in gracious condescension.
“Enjoying yourself, Dunne?” He asked, and Martin replied with suitably muted enthusiasm.
“Met many people as yet?” The great man inquired, and as Martin demurred and started to say that he had been conversing with mutual acquaintances, his host turned to call someone forwards.
Martin felt a dull sense of obligation as Sir Hervey introduced a young lady in her early twenties, fragile and sweetly pretty in a simple white gown, the fashion for narrow skirts flattering her petite form.
“Miss Imogen Ashley,” Sir Hervey intoned, as the young lady curtseyed, her eyes demurely downcast, “affianced to my son. I don’t think you’ve met my youngest, William, have you?”
Without waiting for an answer, he moved to one side to tap a young man on the shoulder. Martin’s first thought was that he was almost as fair and delicate as his intended, and then, as those all-too-familiar eyes met his, he realised with a jolt that this perfectly turned out pink of the ton, furnished with a dauntingly influential father and a winsome bride to be was the seductive stranger from the alleyway who filled his tumultuous dreams.
During the blur of introductions, that sultry gaze, so full of unspoken desire the night before, was blank, betraying no emotion after a flash of alarmed recognition. In such a crush, since neither of them reacted, no one noticed the sudden tension between them. Despite this, Miss Imogen moved a little closer to her betrothed, taking his arm as if sensitive to a change in his mood.
For the remainder of the reception, Martin could not have said who he spoke to or what he said, and as soon as he was able, he slipped away from the party unnoticed. On his way home, when he stopped off at a tavern for a tot of rum, all he could see in his mind’s eye was the shock in those speedwell-blue orbs.

Book links:

JMS Books :: Amazon :: Books2Read

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Bio:

Ellie Thomas lives by the sea. She comes from a teaching background and goes for long seaside walks where she daydreams about history. She is a voracious reader especially about anything historical. She mainly writes historical gay romance.

Ellie also writes historical erotic romance as L. E. Thomas.

Website: https://elliethomasromance.wordpress.com/

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Twitter: @e_thomas_author

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