#TeaserTuesday: Kiss Me First, a Blairwood University prequel by Anna B. Doe is coming on MARCH 12th!
𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭.
Kiss Me First is a mature YA, coming-of-age sports romance about Blairwood’s favorite charmer Emmett Santiago and his high school sweetheart Kate.
“Do you trust me, Kitty?”
“That’s not the issue here.” I sigh and glance over my shoulder. “Let’s just go to the library and—”
“Kitty?” Emmett quirks a brow, waiting for me to look at him.
“I’m not sure that’s the best idea.”
He stops abruptly, and I crash into his chest. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he steadies me. I lift my head until our eyes meet.
“Do you trust me?” Emmett repeats slowly.
The heat in his dark irises make me suck in a breath. There’s an intensity in his gaze that is so big and overwhelming, much like him—like a wave that’s going to crash over me and pull me under.
But the thing about Emmett? I don’t want to resist the pull.
I graze my teeth over my bottom lip, letting it pop. “Yeah,” I rasp finally. “I trust you.”
About Kiss Me First:
🏈 small-town romance
💛 high school romance
🏈 coming of age
💛 sports romance
🏈 FULL length story
Release Date: March 12th, 2021
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“I’m Mila Rossi and this is Sideline Sports.”
I’ve worked hard to make a name for myself as more than just the pretty girl on the sidelines doing bits to keep the audience entertained. I earned my spot as a Sideline Sports anchor. I made sure nobody can claim nepotism because I’ve told no one that Randall Harris, the star Quarterback of Los Angeles’s Football team, is my big brother.
I wanted to succeed on my own merits and thanks to my hard work over the past year, I’ve not only snagged a trip to the Super Bowl, but exclusive interviews with each playing team. Finally, all my dreams are coming true.
“The guys call me Coach Wilkens, but you can just call me Toph.”
As Seattle’s Offensive Line Coach, I’m thrilled that our club is playing in the biggest game of the year and that we have a chance to take home the trophy. That should be enough to keep my mind on the job at hand, but when I find out a perky little sports anchor will be spending two weeks with my team during that time, I can’t help but worry. I’m divorced, not dead, and she’s not just gorgeous, but also whip smart and knowledgeable about the game. She’s the total package and a total distraction.
This is the biggest game of my career. It could make or break me. So imagine my surprise when I realize, so could she. I’ve always been able to separate the personal from the professional.
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Schooling the Jock By Eli Easton & Tara Lain
Nerds Vs Jocks, Book 1
Only an unfair universe makes a guy who’s that gorgeous so damned obnoxious.
A-hoe! Poindexter! Snarky, superbrain Dobbs and snooty football star Jesse stare at each other from their rival frat houses on opposites sides of the street — and opposite sides of everything else.
Alpha Lambda Alpha and Sigma Mu Tau have been sworn enemies for decades. Then one disastrous prank proves to be the last straw, and the college dean blows his cork!
Work together or lose both your houses.
Question – -How can Dobbs win his coveted Quiz Bowl championship with when he’s forced to put a dumb jock on his team? Answer — Lots of personal schooling.
But when personal becomes very personal, Jesse risks causing his overtaxed family one more huge worry and the running back starts running.
Will Dobbs give up on the shocked jock, or show him that the answer to the big question is, Yes?
SCHOOLING THE JOCK is an enemies-to-lovers, opposites attract, campus romance – with one hell of a lightning round.
Special Release Tour Excerpt:Jesse Jesus. Hacking up a lung. “Ow!” I stepped back into the same attack holly bush I’d run into twice already, but the lawn of the ALA house was so crowded with people, it was hard to avoid. My too-thin-for-January-in-Wisconsin sleep pants now sported a rip while I was suffering a serious shrinkage factor. Who the fuck set our house on fire? Firefighters in bright-yellow uniforms pushed into the front door of our house, and the lawn was covered with my Alpha Lambda Alpha frat brothers and their dates in various stages of undress. It’d been a date night. Well, not for me, but still. Coughing, I sidled over to Tray. “Hey. What the hell happened? Was it Bubba?” God knows it wouldn’t be the first time Bubba’d decided to dry his jock in the oven. Traynor Blackstone, my best friend on the campus, shook his head. “No clue.” He turned his handsome face and really looked at me. “What happened to you? One minute, I handed you a beer and then poof.” “Had to study.” “Come on, my man. I know you’ve got tough-ass classes, but football season’s over, and date night’s sacred.” I shrugged and stared at the sneakers I’d managed to rummage from under my bed before I ran out the door. “Got an exam.” He barked a laugh. “One of these days, Mr. Running Back, we’ll hook you up with a female so fine you’ll turn in your texts for sexts.” “Could happen.” I smiled. But not in this life. “We’ve got to get you out of your ivory tower somehow, my man.” I just shrugged. Not much I could say. Tray was my friend. I loved the guy, but no one, even him, had ever gotten me to tell the truth. He shook his head, but it was friendly. “Come on.” He pushed through the masses of coughing people and trip-hazard hoses to Rand, the president and all-around phenom of the human kind. Rand was so perfect he made me antsy. I liked and respected him. Hell, he was the only ALA who’d ever had the nerve to come out as gay, and he was still so admired, the chapter put him in charge. Maybe I just couldn’t stand the comparison. Tray, however, saw everyone as his equal. One of the best qualities in a friend. “Rand, what the fuck up?” “Not sure yet, but I’m getting a damned clue.” He spoke from the corner of his mouth and never took his eyes off the SMT house across the street. Like all the other frat houses on the block, their guys were out on the lawn staring at the chaos that was ALA. I’d never tell my brothers, but some of those dudes were seriously cute. I crossed my sneakered feet. But then I’d never tell my brothers I thought any dude was cute. Tray thrust his chin toward Rand. “Share.” Rand turned and lowered his voice. “JC and Rex say they saw a couple of the Poins sneaking out from behind our house like forty-five minutes ago.” The Poins were what we called the frat bros at Sigma Mu Tau. Short for Poindexters, aka nerds. The words shot out of my mouth. “The Poins set fire to our fucking house?” I bit my tongue because Rand really looked at me, and that made me want to go back to the holly bush. But damn, ratfucking with practical jokes was one thing. Burning down a frat house—my frat house—was way beyond. Just the thought made me breathe hard, and I had to suck air in through my nose. Hell, the cost of living in the frat house was doable for me—barely. If I had to move? I shied away from the thought. Rand said, “I don’t know. But if they did it, Dean Robberts is going to eat their balls for breakfast.” He grinned evilly. “I’ll make sure of it.” Tray chuckled. All three of us stared across the street. The SMT president, Jax, stared back. He was kind of a hipster with a beard and wool beanie permanently attached to his head. Rand hated his guts. Next to him was that skinny guy, Dobbs, who was so obnoxious there should be a restraining order on his mouth. Our rivalry with the SMTs was tradition and kept the ALAs on their toes. But when it came down to it, I had way bigger things in my life to worry about than those douchebags. If the rivalry fucked with my house and my scholarship, then, hell yeah, the SMTs and I had a significant problem.
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About the Authors:
Coming from a background in computer game design, Eli has written over 35 books in m/m romance since 2013. The Mating of Michael (2014) and A Second Harvest (2016) both won The William Neale Award for Best Gay Contemporary Romance, and Eli’s books have won many awards from the Goodreads M/M Romance Group’s Reader’s Choice Awards. She is best known for her Christmas romances, the Howl at the Moon series of rom coms featuring dog shifters, and her Sex in Seattle series, which revolves around a sex clinic in Seattle.
About the Author:
Tara Lain believes in happy ever afters – and magic. Same thing. In fact, she says, she doesn’t believe, she knows. Tara shares this passion in her stories that star her unique, charismatic heroes and adventurous heroines. Quarterbacks and cops, werewolves and witches, blue collar or billionaires, Tara’s characters, readers say, love deeply, resolve seemingly insurmountable differences, and ultimately live their lives authentically. After many years living in southern California, Tara, her soulmate honey and her soulmate dog decided they wanted less cars and more trees, prompting a move to Ashland, Oregon where Tara’s creating new stories and loving living in a small town with big culture. Tara loves animals of all kinds (even snakes), diversity, open minds, coconut crunch ice cream from Zoeys, and her readers.
She has around 57 books published or scheduled for publication.
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Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway: The Elven King’s Captive by Devon Vesper
Fated Elves, Book 1
An omega elven king finds his alpha. Unfortunately, he’s human.
Casersis Ardal, the former Sun King, is a First Generation elf of over three million years. He meets his match in Dustin Juniper, a twenty-year-old human construction worker.
Dustin has been in charge of his whole life since he was sixteen. But when he meets Casersis, destiny strips all his control away. His body, his heart, his whole world change when he comes into contact with a magical amulet and starts changing species. And falling in love with an ageless elven king makes him question everything.
Casersis has been alone on earth for millennia. Having a burgeoning elf around brings feelings he isn’t comfortable with. But he can’t let Dustin go. If the humans find out Dustin isn’t human, Dustin would become a science experiment. The only option Casersis has is to keep Dustin captive. He must protect Dustin from himself as the young man fights Casersis—and fate—every step of the way.
If they want to be together, Casersis and Dustin must find a way to compromise. Once in a lifetime takes on new meaning when you live forever.
This 73,000-word non-shifter omegaverse novel is set in a world where mpreg (male pregnancy) is a fact of life, however this series does not end with a baby or pregnancy.
New Sexy Excerpt:When he tore his mouth away, I whined low in my throat. How had I been reduced to a quivering mass of desire by a young man barely a fraction of my age? How had I, a former king, been incapacitated and made to willingly submit to such a man? My body refused to care, my hole spasming as Dustin straightened and scooted closer on his knees. Soon after, all thought fled as Dustin pumped two fingers into me as he licked the skin just behind my knee. It was a strange delight to my senses, but not as much as when Dustin crooked his finger and massaged my prostate. My whole body jerked, my erection throbbed, painfully hard and begging to be touched. And I found myself begging, too. “Beauty… please…” “What do you need?” came his husky reply. I looked down to find his eyes boring into mine, commanding me to answer. “Please… Gods, please touch me.” He gave me a wicked grin and rubbed my prostate harder. “But I am touching you.” I was not proud enough not to beg. I whined low in my throat, let out dirty words that normally would not leave my lips, even for the most experienced lover. “Please touch my cock!” “That’s my dirty boy,” Dustin praised. He shifted, and the next moment, I felt his hot breath along my length, then his tongue as it laved my swollen head. I gasped, rolling my hips, my body wordlessly pleading him to take me into his mouth. I tensed, waiting, praying. When his hot, wet mouth finally closed over my cock head and sucked, I nearly wept with the intense sensation, with joy for being so connected to him. I had no hope of composure when he finally breached me with his cock. No hope whatsoever. He added another finger to my hole, grinning at the squelching sounds as my juices continued gushing around his talented fingers. My hips jerked and it took all I had not to come into his beloved mouth. Dustin must have sensed it. He squeezed my base, making me hiss with the pleasure and pain. It dampened my urge to come, had me panting. I looked down, watching his mouth swallow me whole until his nose buried into my pubic hair. Just then, as if he sensed my eyes upon him, he looked up and locked eyes with me. I was mesmerized, like staring into a cobra’s eyes right before it struck. I was helpless. Helpless to watch as he bobbed, barely restraining the need to continue begging for what I desperately wanted. Then he pulled off my dick and got into position between my legs, once again a hunting cat stalking its prey. Who was this man who could be so very sensitive and then command me like a proper king. My king.
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About the Author:
I’m a mother, furbaby spoiler, and a girl who can’t get enough of pretty, pretty boys. As a kid, I traveled the world, too young to appreciate the gift I was given, but now those adventures spur on stories that my brain just can’t keep up with. Well, my brain tells me it keeps up just fine, but my fingers are the slow ones. I’ll let you decide. But the boys, man. The boys I remember make my heart sizzle looking back on them. Being a kid at nude beaches, I never cared, but looking back on those memories of Sicily, WHEW! There are some really great childhood images that I wish I could have been an adult to savor.Home is some place I call “rustic”. I’m used to large cities, stores everywhere, gas stations on every corner. Here in rural Pennsylvania, it’s rustic and beautiful. And quiet. Too quiet. With all this quiet, all there is to do is write stories, and let the hot men in my head out to play. We all benefit, yes? I like this development. The only thing I dislike about this rusticness is the fact I can’t find a coffee shop that sells a proper chai latte. They make it from powder. Ew. This makes for a disgruntled Dev. Ugh. I miss my chai.
Most of all, I am a down-to-earth southern girl at heart from spending 16 years in Florida. If you chat with me, you’ll hear endearments like darlin’, sweetheart, and hon/hun/hunnie. It’s who I am, and if we chat, you’re almost instantly family, so get used to it.
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Release Date: February 16, 2021