Sunday, May 31, 2015

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT: Ann Lister's Meant for Me plus #Giveaway! #Gayromance #Erotic

Author Name: Ann Lister
Book Title: Meant For Me, The Rock Gods series, Book 5
Publisher: SleighFarm Publishing Group
Book Length: 270 pages, 85,000 words
Genre: Gay Romance, Erotic
Book Release Date: May 28, 2015
Cover Artist: Kellie Dennis from Book Cover By Design

Story Blurb:

Tony Wilcox, the quiet keyboard player for Ivory Tower, has always believed he was straight. A sexual encounter with his best friend leaves Tony questioning his heart and the unwavering attraction he has for Jared. Living and working together is no longer enough for Tony... he wants more. He wants Jared as his.

Jared Baker, the bass player for the band, has a past that is getting in the way of him fully embracing what he wants... Tony. He's tried everything to create distance between them, but none of it eliminated the feelings he has developed for Tony.

Trying to suppress the anger and confusion from Jared withdrawing from his life, Tony does his best to get beyond the feelings he has for his friend. When Jared becomes deathly ill, it's Tony that he calls for help and Tony has to decide if he can heal Jared without giving away too much of his heart.

Can best friends find their way to true love and discover if they were meant for each other, or will the challenges of life force them to choose separate paths?
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Amazon: Meant For Me
        “I really want to kiss you, T. Please,” Jared whispered his plea. “I need to know if it's real.”
        “If what is real?” Tony asked.
        “This. Us. All of it,” Jared whispered. “I need to know if what I'm feeling is the real deal...if maybe you're feeling it, too.”
        Tony struggled again and Jared put more of his weight on top of Tony, even sliding one of his legs between Tony's thighs. Jared brushed their mouths together again and licked at Tony's slightly parted lips. Jared felt the resistance leave Tony's body and took that as a positive sign. He slanted his head and went in for the kiss he'd longed for since their last night with Bree, and just as his eyelids closed in euphoria, Tony bit down hard into the plump flesh of Jared's bottom lip. Pain shot through Jared and he quickly pulled back.
        “What the hell?” Jared protested and wiped at the tiny spot of blood on his lip.
        “If you fucking start this, I'm not stopping,” Tony hissed. “So, if you're gonna run away again like a scared little girl, you might as well leave right now.”

About the Author: 

Ann Lister writes erotic love stories using beautifully drawn characters; flawed and emotionally damaged, and at the height of their careers, each in search of the one thing that still eludes them: love.

The Rock Gods series gave her Bestselling Author status on Amazon. Each book in this series brings her two favorite elements together: musicians and the love between two men. These stories focus on what it truly means to love; love unconditionally, love without restrictions or labels, love without fear or judgment – to just simply love.
Author Links:

Twitter: @AnnListerAuthor

Amazon Buy Links Rock Gods Series:
·         Fall For Me (part 1)
·         Take What You Want (part 2)
·         Make You Mine (part 3)
·         Looking at Forever (part 4)
·         Meant For Me (part 5)
Giveaway :

Rafflecopter Prize:
·         5 signed copies of one Rock Gods title (5 winners)
·         5 swag bundles (5 winners)
·         1 signed set (4 titles) of The Rock Gods series
·         1 digital set of The complete Rock Gods Series (1 winner)
·         5 e copies of a Rock God book of choice (5 winners) 

Tour Schedule:

5/28/2015        Jackie's Book Reviews
5/28/2015        Elisa - My reviews and Ramblings
5/28/2015        Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents
5/29/2015        Drops of Ink
5/29/2015        Love Bytes
5/29/2015        Twinsie Talk
5/30/2015        Nephy's World
5/30/2015        Kimi-chan Experience
5/31/2015        The Hat Party
5/31/2015      Carly's Book Reviews
5/31/2015      We Love Kink
6/1/2015        Hearts On Fire Reviews
6/1/2015        Gay Media Reviews
6/1/2015        Because Two Men Are Better Than One
6/2/2015        Jackie's Book Reviews
6/2/2015        Rainbow Gold Reviews
6/2/2015        Two chicks obsessed
6/3/2015        JP Barnaby
6/3/2015        Multitasking mommas Book Reviews
6/3/2015        Eyes On Books' Next Favorite Reads
6/4/2015        Divine Magazine
6/4/2015        MM Good Book Reviews
6/4/2015        Gay.Guy.Reading and Friends
6/5/2015        Prism Book Alliance
6/5/2015        Bayou Book Junkie
6/5/2015        The Purple Rose Tea House
6/6/2015        Wicked Faerie's Tales and Reviews
6/6/2015        Nic Starr
6/7/2015        Nessa's Book Reviews
6/7/2015        Evermore Books
6/8/2015        My Fiction Nook
6/8/2015        Jill Prand
6/8/2015        Foxylutely Books
6/9/2015        Man2ManTastic
6/9/2015        The Novel Approach
6/9/2015        Twinsie Talk
6/10/2015      BFD Book Blog
6/10/2015      Diverse Reader
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Wednesday, May 27, 2015

BOOK BLAST: From the Ashes by Lillian T. MacGowan plus #Giveaway! #MMRomance

Author Name: Lillian T. MacGowan
Book Name: From the Ashes
Series: Smoke and Mirrors Book 2 (Should NOT be read as a standalone)
Publisher: Loose ID
Cover Artist: Kalen O’Donnell
Release Date: May 5, 2015
Pages or Words: 381 pages
Categories: Gay Fiction, M/M Romance


After a rough start to their relationship, Deck and Naim are living together and living well—except they’re not. The fire at the clinic and those behind it are still a specter in the background of their lives, soon to come to the forefront. Someone is stalking them, and as the acts grow increasingly violent and threatening, the boys make an unsettling discovery that turns Naim’s world inside out.

They’re sorely tried and tested, and even with the support of the neighborhood and Deck’s firefighting crew, people get hurt. Deck has to decide how much hurt he’s willing to take on for the sake of Naim, and Naim has to decide once and for all what sort of man he wants to be—all while navigating a terrifying world of crime, violence and depravity.


“What…the unholy…”
“Fuck?” Naim finished Jen’s statement for her as her voice trailed off. They stood wide-eyed and slack-jawed, staring at Jen’s husband, who leaned, sullen and glowering, against the ambulance while a young girl snapped photos and pleaded with him to try to smile. Or at least emote. He was wearing a hazmat jumpsuit, unzipped with the top half hanging down his shirtless back, and holding a gas mask, his hair a wild mess as though he’d just taken the mask off.
Hearing Jen’s voice, he looked up at them, cringed, and groaned. “Fuck. You called them, you fucktarded bag of ass?” Keller shouted up toward the ladder truck while the girl clicked away, hoping for some good, angry “passion” shots.
“Naim!” Deck called down from the cherry picker, looking anxious but glad to see him.
“Oh God,” Keller groaned, falling back against the ambulance and dropping the mask.
“Oh God.” Jen stared at her husband.
“Oh God.” Naim looked up to the cherry picker, eyes widening, where Deck was grinning awkwardly, wearing nothing but bunker trousers with one suspender over his unscarred side, and a helmet.
Naim shifted, horrified at his sudden, Pavlovian state of arousal. He reached for Jen’s hand. She squeezed.
“What…what…” Jen stammered, tearing her eyes from her husband long enough to jump, startled by the big black smiley face plastered across Peyton’s bright yellow butt as he climbed off the hose bed.
“Thank God you guys are here,” Deck called out, unlatching the cherry picker.
“No!” Naim panicked, squeezing Jen’s hand tighter and pointing at Deck. “You stay there!” This was bad. He was never coming back to the firehouse again. Ever.
Jen snorted.
“Fuck.” Fucking cherry picker. “No. Get out of there.” Naim squeezed his eyes shut. “But don’t…don’t come down here!” He turned and buried his face in Jen’s shoulder, groaning. She cuddled him and whimpered quietly.
“Why are they doing this to us?” she asked Naim.
He pulled his face out of her shoulder. “What the fuck is going on?”
“They’re making a fucking calendar. Well, more like a date book.” Freya wandered up to them, fully clothed, a shit-eating grin on her face, and her braids a messy, rumpled disaster. She was covered in green glitter, and there seemed to be some on her teeth.
“Oh, but you’ve got clothes on?” Naim growled.
“What… Why…” Jen glanced at Freya, then back at Keller, who was glowering harder at the camera. The photographer asked him to turn around, and he snarled. She snapped away. “Why are… What happened to your hair?” Jen asked Freya, a little breathless.
“Are you kidding?” Freya still had the shit-eating grin, and Spellacy popped up from where he’d been relaxing on the hose bed; he wore a pair of bright green shorts printed with pints of Guinness, and his turnout coat had green glitter all over it.
“Hey. What are you two doing here?” he asked.
“Oh God.” Jen sounded like she wanted to cry.
“Can I come down now?” Deck yelled from the ladder.
Naim refused to look at him. “No. Not until you…give…put…put something on.”
“He can’t. He’s next,” Freya explained, grinning harder.
“Next?” Naim whimpered again.
“Naim, please? I really gotta talk to you!”
“Get a turnout coat!”
“Hey, what are you two doing here?” Liebgott saw them as he strolled out of the kitchen, munching on a cupcake.
“Liebgott.” Jen managed to glare and whine at the same time. “Why is my husband half-naked, having his picture taken against an ambulance? Why is everyone half-naked?”
Liebgott rubbed his neck and glanced with a guilty expression over to the ladder truck where Deck was yelling at Spellacy to give him his turnout coat. Naim heard bells jingle somewhere.
“Well. See—”
“It wasn’t my idea. I didn’t even know about it!” Deck got a face full of green glitter as he caught Spellacy’s coat.
“We, uh, we thought it would help raise some money.” Liebgott looked to Naim sheepishly. “To help rebuild the clinic.”
“Wh…” Naim blinked. “Can I sit down? Is anyone else in the kitchen?”
“Peyton, but come on. I’ll boot him out.”
Naim tugged on Jen’s hand as he dragged her away from the sight of her husband. “Jen.
“Shut up.” She tripped a little. “You’re in this with me.” They heard Freya cackle.
Deck was right behind them, trotting into the kitchen as Naim plunked down into a chair, still refusing to look at him. This was insane, but he really had no business being surprised.
“I swear to God, I had no idea, love. This is not my fault,” Deck exclaimed.
“That’s true, Naim. I’m not sure why he’s so bent out of shape about it, but we didn’t want to tell you until the money came in, so we kept it from Deck until the last possible minute.” Liebgott took a seat at the opposite end of the table while Deck danced nervously next to Naim, and Jen peeked from the door.
“I… What…” Naim squinted at the table, then reached for a cupcake, wondering if he was turning into a stress eater.

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About the author:

You can usually find Lily MacGowan reading, knitting herself into the sofa, or writing. Lily has been a carpenter, a circus aerialist, a Sunset Strip club kid and a corporate mogul, but she gave all that up to teach middle school on the east coast and is happier than ever. Lily’s hobbies include food, household renovations and avoiding laundry. She’s a huge fan of comfy jammies and happily ever after.

Where to find the author:

Twitter: @LilyMacGowan

Tour Dates & Stops: May 27, 2015

Rafflecopter Prize: E-copy of ‘From the Ashes’ by Lillian T. MacGowan

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