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The Road to Heartbreak by J.L. Baldwin

Title: The Road to Heartbreak
Author: J.L. Baldwin
Genre: Contemporary Romance Standalone
Release Date: November 4, 2020


From that first moment I saw Roscoe until he left town, we were the best of friends growing up.

My feelings for him grew with time, but when I finally decided to tell him how I felt, he left to travel the world with a country band, taking my heart with him.

Life has a way of giving you your own country song. I know it did for me when years later, Roscoe breezed back into my life as if no time had passed, and returned keeping a promise I thought he’d forgotten with his guitar and my heart in tow.








Because her childhood dream of becoming an astronaut didn’t pan out (too much math), J.L. Baldwin decided to devote her time to another dream of hers. Becoming an author. That dream became reality in December 2015 when she published her first book!

J.L. Baldwin is a hopeless romantic of sorts. She loves writing small-town romances, steamy contemporary romances, as well as romantic suspense, but has been known to write a few darker stories in her time.

In her free time when she isn’t writing, or thinking about writing, she can be found with a book in her hand, obsessing over Disney, or thinking about a sunny beach in Florida somewhere.



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Nothing Special Box Set by AE Via

Nothing Special Box Set, Books 1-5

AE Via

M/M Romance

Release Date: 07.19.20

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A Box Set of the Award-Winning Nothing Special Series by International Best-selling Author A.E. Via

To be accepted into the most notorious narcotics task force on the East Coast is an incredible honor. A rogue collection of the most feared and unorthodox detectives, independent of standard departmental jurisdiction. Headed up by two of the baddest’ Lieutenants with the Atlanta Police Department – Cashel ‘God’ Godfrey and Leonidis Day.

“We were a unit tonight, moving as one. Even apart, we are deadly, but when combined – we are f**kin’ unstoppable.” ~~ God ~~

Set Contains Books 1 – 5:

Book One: Nothing Special – God & Day

Book Two: Embracing His Syn – Detective Corbin Sydney & Furious Barkley

Book Three: Here Comes Trouble – Detectives Mark Ruxsberg & Chris Green

Book Four: Don’t Judge – Detective Austin Michaels & Bounty Hunter, Judge Josephson

Book Five: Nothing Special V – Detectives Edwin Steele & Shawn Murphy (Tech)

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Nothing Special

“That’s for making me run, asshole. I just had a bean burrito… you do not want to know what’s going on in my fucking stomach right now.”  – Day

Embracing His Syn

“Uh oh. Stranger danger.” 

Syn looked behind him but no one was there. 

“I mean you. You just gonna stand there and stare, man?” Furious raised his head and turned slowly, pinning Syn with a hot glance. 

“Name’s –” 

“Yeah. I know your name, you told me already.” Furious cut him off. “Your cologne will give you away every time.” 

Syn stepped a little closer. “Does it smell that bad?” 

“Nope. Smells that good,” he said on an exhale of smoke.

Here Comes Trouble

“It took that long to get a sandwich?” Day looked around in mock confusion. “Ruxs, I’ve seen you both inhale a foot-long in less than two minutes.” 

“What’s your point Day?” Ruxs snapped. 

“He’s saying next time you two want to get each other off, do it on your own time,” Syn said around his own grin. 

Green dropped his head into his hands. Ruxs knew he was a nice shade of red as everyone gasped and gaped at them. Vicki was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. 

“W-what? That’s crazy. We weren’t doing —” 

Day waved his hand in the air cutting him off. 

“Save it Ruxs. You got more bite marks on your neck than Edward gave Bella.”

Don’t Judge

“I’m gonna take Bookem for a walk and see if I can get a better look at the girlfriend’s place.” 

“I’m going with you.” Michaels quickly plucked out a clean t-shirt and threw it over his head. 

“No, you’re not.” 

“Yes, I am.” 

Judge stepped closer to him. “We can’t look obvious.” 

“What the hell is obvious about a happy gay couple walking their big-ass dog in the evening?” 

Judge’s head jerked back in surprise. “We’re not a couple.”

Nothing Special V

“Is it too cliché to say your smoking turns me on? I think it’s hot.” Tech’s hands were inside Steele’s leather jacket, his fingers digging into the muscles of his lower back. 

Steele’s voice was low and gritty when he replied, “You like that, huh?”

“Yes.”

A.E. Via has been a best-selling author in the beautiful gay romance genre for six years now, but she’s no stranger to MM. She’s been an avid reader of gay literature for over twenty years before she picked up her laptop to place her own kiss on this genre. She’s also the founder and owner of Via Star Wings Books, having published a couple great, new up and coming MM authors.  

A.E. has a Bachelor of Arts in Criminal Justice from Virginia Wesleyan College that she used to start her own paralegal firm after she graduated in 2008. She spent five years preparing and filing bankruptcy petitions for struggling blue collar workers who couldn’t afford to file with a lawyer. It was a rewarding and satisfying career… but another path called to her. 

Writing. 

A.E.’s novels embodies everything from hopelessly romantic to adventure, to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths. 

She’s recently celebrated her 20th book anniversary, and is well-known for her hardcore, love hard, bad boy, alphas. However, she does like to push herself to step out of her comfort zone, exploring different tropes. She’s head over heels for gay romance and she has tons of more hot stories to tell.  

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Sweet Temptation by Cora Reilly

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The first time Cassio meets his fiancée, she calls him “sir.” After losing his wife, Cassio is left to take care of two small children while trying to establish his rule over Philadelphia. Now he needs a mother for his children and someone who can warm his bed at night. But in a world as traditional as his, choosing your wife is duty not pleasure. Rules have to be followed, traditions heeded. That’s how he ends up with a woman—a girl—barely of age. She may not be what he and his children need, but she’s lovely and a sweet temptation he can’t resist. Giulia has always known she’ll marry the man her father chose for her, but she never expects to be given to someone so much older. Suddenly she’s supposed to be a mother to two small children when she hasn’t even held a baby before.Giulia quickly realizes that Cassio isn’t interested in a relationship on equal footing. Her mother has warned her that men of power, like Cassio, don’t tolerate insolence. Tired of being treated as a nanny, Giulia decides to fight for her version of a happy family.

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Bound by Blood Anthology by Cora Reilly

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Title: Bound by Blood; Anthology

Genre: Mafia Romance

Author: Cora Reilly

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Born in Blood

Sworn in Blood…

…isn’t only the motto the Famiglia lives by. 

Bleeding for love is something every couple in this book has experienced. Through hardships their love morphs into something even more beautiful and resilient. A love each of them is willing to fight for.

 This anthology contains stories for the following couples:

Aria & Luca

Romero & Liliana

Growl & Cara

Mauro & Stella

Matteo & Gianna

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Stanton’s Sins by Monique Moreau

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A biker princess. A broken billionaire. Will his sins come back to haunt them?

The darling little sister of the Demon Squad MC, Sammi loved everything about growing up in the club, including her infuriating older brother Puck. She’d do anything for Puck. After he gets arrested, she marches into the courtroom to give him a piece of her mind and marches out with the prosecutor’s full attention.

Recently clean and sober, prosecutor Stanton Prescott is focused on two things: working his caseload and making his very unprivate life, well…private. But when a sassy woman interrupts one of his cases to give the defendant a dressing down, she’s a temptation he can’t resist.  

Stanton tracks Sammi down and makes her a proposal – be her sugar daddy in exchange for a taste of her luscious body. After a month in rehab, Stanton’s active imagination is dying to be set loose. He counts on her to agree, in exchange for getting Puck out of prison. What he doesn’t expect is for Sammi to see past his sophisticated mask. She not only sees him, but revels in the demanding beast within.

Together the pair battle angry exes, suspicious bikers, and other shadowy figures. Will their unlikely love survive the sins of Stanton’s past?

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“Don’t tell me you’re a prude.”

“No, I’m not a prude but here’s your first lesson, buddy. You’ve got to work your way up to talking dirty to me, and let me tell you, you haven’t even begun to work hard enough for it.” She gave him that sassy, disgusted look-over again. Fucking cute and hot.

He folded his arms over his chest, and she mimicked his posture, although hers had the benefit of shoving her tits up—creamy, and just plain lickable. Oh, he’d lick her, first chance he got. From end to fucking end. “Is that right? I’m going to be schooled by a little girl?”

“If the shoe fits,” she sassed back. “And stop calling me little girl.” Her hands flapped down her frame. “I’m a damn woman.”

Back in her space, the back of his knuckles found the line of her cheekbone. “Oh, no. The term “little girl” stays. You’re too fucking adorable, and I want to be the man who takes care of you.” His tone dropped an octave, coming out almost hoarse. “I’ll do whatever it takes, work as hard as it takes, to have the privilege of taking care of this tight body of yours. To do whatever I want with it, whenever I want. But calling you “little girl” is nonnegotiable.”

She pushed him back. He let his hand drop and stepped away again. “You don’t look old enough to be a sugar daddy. How old are you, anyway?”

“I’m twenty-nine, and a sugar daddy is in how a man treats you, not in their age. And, I plan on treating you very, very well,” he ended in a growl.

Looking him up and down as if thoroughly unimpressed, she cocked her hip and harrumphed. “I’ll think about it.”

“You do that, little girl.”

About Monique

Growing up in New York City, I used to walk the hot pavements in the melting heat of the long summers, and dream. Uptown to downtown, eastside to the westside, and underground to catch a subway racing out into the boroughs.

During my wanderings, my magic pencil spun out fantasies full of romance, with first meetings, heartbreaks, and reunions. Sometimes my boy crush (unrequited, of course) starred as the hero.

I grew up, and after a stint in art school, became a lawyer ‘cuz a woman’s got to make a living. I came from parents who fled to France as refugees, and as an attorney, I dedicated my work to helping survivors of trauma and persecution.

I believe in them. In their grit, in their determination to hold on, to pull through and, somehow, someway, to keep themselves intact, body and soul.
Perhaps that is why I am drawn to writing stories of men and women who live through heart-rending pain, desperate yearnings and, ultimately, reach a place of redemption.

For a long time, I fought the urge to veer off the expected, safe path until I couldn’t go on unless I took a chance and made a change. I began to write, stopped, and began again. Finally, I gave in and here I am.

Come join me on my journey…

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Mac by Delta James

Mac by Delta James releases on November 18th!
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She got away once …
He’ll make sure this time she is thoroughly reclaimed.

When US Marshal Ethan McDaniel is sent to Arizona on a fugitive retrieval assignment, he is confronted by his former love, Willa Reynolds.

Sparks fly when Willa becomes a material witness and must submit to Mac’s authority as her protector.

It isn’t long before Mac asserts his dominance in all areas of their renewed relationship…and Willa realizes that being claimed by the marshal is all she ever wanted.
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Blood and Wine by Margot Scott




Title: Blood and Wine
Author: Margot Scott
Genre: Dark Vampire Romance
Release Date: October 29, 2020


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A slow-burning descent into darkness and desire… 

Betrayed. Imprisoned. Alone. 

For decades I have suffered as a reluctant blood donor. Caged like an animal and drained of my strength to enrich the Radcliffs and their winery. I’d forsaken all hope of escape—until the winemaker’s daughter returns to the family’s estate. 

A drop of my immortal blood is all it takes to activate her psychic talents. Now we’re connected, and all that remains is convincing her to seek me in the darkness. 

Bribe. Seduce. Deceive. 

To claim she’s too young is an understatement. But a starving man doesn’t have the luxury of waiting for fruit to ripen. I’ve awakened her gifts, and now it’s her turn to replenish me. 

I will have my fill of the winemaker’s daughter. Then I will take revenge on her family. 


Author’s note: Please be aware that this book contains scenes of violence, gore, and rough sexual contact, as well as an age-gap pairing spanning literal centuries. If you find drastically inappropriate older man/younger woman romances squicky, do yourself a favor and skip this book.







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I inhale the perfume of lilacs, and watch the horses grazing among the vines. Then I remind myself that it’s October, and there aren’t any horses on the grounds anymore. 
That’s how I know I’m still dreaming. 
I’ve been a lucid dreamer since I was little, capable of controlling my consciousness at whim while asleep. It’s the one Greyson-like talent I’ve been blessed with, and it’s not even that interesting. 
A burst of laughter calls my attention to a couple drinking champagne on the patio. I approach them. They ask if I’m wearing that to the party, and it’s not until I notice how they’re dressed—her in a silk blue wrap dress with ruffles, and him in a fedora and striped jacket—and the way their silhouettes dissolve slightly into the air around them, that I realize they aren’t just stand-ins manufactured by my dream engine. 
They’re ghosts. My mom tried describing them to me, but it’s one thing to hear about something and another to actually see it with your own eyes. 
Ghosts don’t look the way you might expect, all white-sheeted and billowy. Neither do they resemble rotting corpses. They look like shimmery versions of regular people. A little fuzzy around the edges, maybe, but otherwise normal. 
The clamor of horn-heavy music playing elsewhere on the estate coaxes me to step barefooted into the grass. I make my way toward the sound. Sure enough, there’s a party in full swing in the grand foyer. I peek through the windows at the crowd of ghosts having a grand old time, drinking, laughing, and dancing. 
I stay and watch for a while and listen to the band play, until a man in a waistcoat comes up behind me and asks if I have an invitation. I run into the field, glancing over my shoulder to make sure I’m not being chased. 
A woman in a white dress watches me from a second-story window. I’m not a hundred percent certain, but I’m pretty sure she’s watching me from the room I’m staying in. She’s too far away to note the details of her face, but her hair is long, dark, and straight, like mine. I blink and she’s gone, and her absence unsettles me and sends me galloping further into the grapevines. 
The sky hasn’t changed since I awoke into the dreamscape, giving the vineyard a sense of timelessness. Now that I’m away from the house, I make my way down the rows of vines slowly, skimming my fingers over the leaves. 
This place isn’t so bad without Edward and his awful relatives making me feel unwelcome. It would’ve been even nicer to have come here with my mother; I could’ve listened to her tell her own stories. 
A crow soars overhead and then drops into a cluster of trees. That’s when I spot the man standing with his back to me among the vines. 
“Hello,” I call out, moving a little closer. He turns his blond head slowly, like he’s not sure if he heard me. I call out again, “Hello, sir?” 
When our gazes meet, I stop advancing. His eyes are so blue they’re almost turquoise. I’m already lost in them, and I just got here. He studies me curiously, like he’s never seen a girl in a Blind Melon tee shirt before. 
“Did you say something to me?” he asks. 
“I said hello.” 
The man looks around, like he’s making sure I’m not actually talking to someone behind him. He’s a pretty big guy, fit and brawny. Maybe he’s the ghost of a laborer, I think, though his clean shirt and fair skin would suggest he’s not one for toiling in the sun. I’d guess him to be somewhere in his mid-thirties. I wonder how long it’s been since he passed on, then remind myself he isn’t real. This place looks like the vineyard, but it’s not the vineyard. There’s no reason my mind couldn’t dream up ghosts just as easily as it cooks up impatient servers. 
“How long have you lived here?” I ask. Mom also told me that ghosts sometimes forget they’re dead, and when they do, it’s best not to remind them. Nine times out of ten, whenever there’s an aggressive haunting, it’s because a ghost is confused, or hasn’t yet come to terms with their situation. This man appears lucid enough, and his silhouette is surprisingly crisp, but I figure it’s better to play it safe. 
His lip curls slightly. “I’ve been here much longer than I’d like to be.” 
“Oh. That sucks.” I’m not sure how else to respond. 
Two rows of vines separate us, but even that distance and a coating of golden scruff aren’t enough to mask the fact that he’s handsome. His face is angular without being pointed, his lips full, yet defined. The longer I look at him, the faster my pulse starts to race. Heat floods my face as I force myself to stop gawking at him like some wannabe groupie. 
“I’m just visiting my dad,” I say, hoping he won’t notice the tremor in my voice. The man says nothing. When I allow myself to glance his way again, he’s no longer standing in the same spot. 
He’s right beside me. 
I stagger back a few steps. 
“How did you do that?” A dumb question, considering ghosts don’t have to follow the laws of physics in the real world, let alone the nonexistent rules in my dreams. 
I hold my breath as the man reaches out to touch my cheek. Somehow his eyes are even bluer this close up. 
“How is this possible?” He strokes the sides of my face. 
“Anything’s possible in a dream,” I say. He shakes his head in disbelief, like I’m the ghost in his dreams. 
“This is why he wants you,” he says, and I have no idea what that means. 
“Who wants me?” 
His gaze lifts over my shoulder, in the direction of the house. 
“It’s time to wake up, Mariah.” 
“Why?” And how does he know my name? 
“You have a visitor.” He grasps my shoulders firmly enough to pinch and shakes me. 
I’m jolted awake, for real this time. 
It takes me a second to recall where I am—in bed, in the guestroom, at Red Cliff—and half a second more to realize that I’m not alone.






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Margot Scott likes long nails and short, sexy reads, rainbow sprinkles on vanilla ice cream, and rainy days spent in bed with her furbabies. When she’s not writing forbidden-love stories about bearded older men, you can find her browsing Pinterest for pictures of pink things.


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Fiends That Go Boink

Fiends That Go Boink
by A. Silenus
Genre: Paranormal Erotica
Otherworldly beings put the moves on down-to-earth women in these three stories in the erotica genre. Dreams and fantasies prove to be open doors for a ghost, a demonic familiar and an advertising icon.
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Blood and Agony (Pins and Needles Book 1)

Blood and Agony (Pins and Needles Book 1)By: Elizabeth Knox & @E.C. LandCover Design By: @Charli Childs Cosmic Letterz Design Release Date: January 19th, 2021
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This is my story.The story of a villain.No, this isn’t a redemption tale.It’s my fucking life.I’m Kronid Masterson, and I crave blood and agony.

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