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Blast – Christmas on Firefly Hill, by Garrett Leigh


 

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Blast – Famous Last, by Brian Lancaster


 

๐‘ถ๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’“๐’š, ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’“๐’š ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•, ๐’‚๐’ ๐’–๐’๐’†๐’™๐’‘๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’“๐’๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’”๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’˜๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’˜๐’ ๐’–๐’๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’†๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’๐’–๐’๐’” ๐’…๐’–๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚ ๐’•๐’Š๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’•๐’Ž๐’‚๐’” ๐’๐’๐’„๐’Œ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’.

Meet Squirrel and Highlander in a new festive tale from BRIAN LANCASTER, bestselling author of LGBTQIA romance!

FAMOUS LAST is available at your favorite ebook retailer:

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Blast – A Holiday to Sustain Us by Michele Notaro


 

One kiss under the mistletoe and now Iโ€™m hooked. I canโ€™t get him out of my headโ€ฆ and I think I might like it.With so much to do, youโ€™d think I wouldnโ€™t have time to obsess. Too bad all I can think about is the way Ashโ€™s lips tasted on mine and the way his lithe muscles moved under my touch. No matter where I go or what I do, thoughts of him are never far.The holidays are coming to the Ono-Nai house, and I only have one thing Iโ€™m wishing for this yearโ€”Ash.

A HOLIDAY TO SUSTAIN US is available at Amazon and on Kindle Unlimited:

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KU Book Blast – The Intern


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The Intern, a steamy, forbidden age-gap romance by Sophia Karlson is available to read on #KindleUnlimited NOW!

 

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Available on Kindle Unlimited

 

๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ฐ๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’š ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’†๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’“๐’‚๐’“๐’š ๐’“๐’๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’…๐’…๐’†๐’, ๐’‡๐’๐’“๐’„๐’†๐’… ๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’™๐’Š๐’Ž๐’Š๐’•๐’š, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’‘ ๐’•๐’“๐’๐’‘๐’†๐’”!

~BLURB~When a steamy video lands in the wrong hands, their worlds collide as they never should have. With one video he thinks he has her all figured out? Does she have a surprise for him…IzzyIzzy Scarpa is a quick study. In the past ten minutes, she’s learned that unwritten rules are there to make people toe the line. After a most humiliating meeting with her boss, all she wants is to walk out of this boardroom, but she has a new contract to signโ€”one that will derail all her future career prospects and everything she’s worked for. If only sheโ€™d adhered to Bryce Sutherlandโ€™s simple rulesโ€ฆRule #1:Donโ€™t let your boss catch you in a steamy video you posted online, flaunting his company logo as if he were your biggest sponsor.Rule #2:No tears in the boardroom. Ever.Rule #3 (and this is one of her own):If your boss wants to screw you over, screw him over right back.In theory this works perfectly, that is until she falls in love with the human behind Bryce Sutherlandโ€™s cold, handsome faรงadeโ€ฆand has to make the hardest choice she never anticipated making in the first place.BryceFor Bryce Sutherland all decisions in life fall into one of two categories: good or bad.Every day he works hard to step away from his past and make good decisions, especially where his company and reputation are at stake. Rules make good versus bad decisions easy, and he likes to stick to them.Rule #1:His companyโ€™s interns are off limits. And that goes double when it comes to Izzy Scarpa.Rule #2:When that same intern makes a hot-as-hell video that lands in his inbox, company logo and all, donโ€™t keep it. Or watch it on repeat. Delete, delete, delete.Rule #3:Donโ€™t break rule #1 or rule #2 and be the idiot that falls in love with this gorgeous, feisty woman in the process.As for Izzy Scarpaโ€ฆshe might break more than rules and his bank accountโ€”she might just break his heart.

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Santa’s Secrets, by K.C. Wells


 

๐ŸŽ… ๐—”๐—ป๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜. ๐—›๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜. ๐—›๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฆ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ. ๐ŸŽ…

Pick up SANTAโ€™S SECRETS, by K.C. Wells, today!

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Anthony and Santa have been friends for more than forty years, since they met when Anthony was twelve years old. Two men who make the most of one day a year. But Santaโ€™s been keeping secrets too, only, his will probably blow Anthonyโ€™s mind!

  

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Diamonds Under the Mistletoe, by Ki Brightly


 ๐Ÿ’Ž ๐–๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐‘๐‰ ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐›๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐ก๐žโ€™๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ?๐Ÿ’Ž

DIAMONDS UNDER THE MISTLETOE by Ki Brightly is out now and #FREE to read in KU! 

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Winterโ€™s a sweet man whoโ€™s been the target of a heist, and only RJ, a grumpy ex-cop, can save him from ruin. The problem: RJ isn’t sure he can trust that Winter wasn’t in on the crime, and RJ has been tricked by a pretty face in the pastโ€ฆ

๐Ÿ–คโค๐Ÿ–คโค๐Ÿ–ค

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Book Blast Dungeon Integration by Teodora Georgieva

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Book Blast & Excerpt: Dungeon Integration By Teodora Georgieva

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Cosmos Shared Universe, Book 2

An m/m fantasy novel with sci-fi elements,

and comedic undertones.

In a world where happiness can be bottled, a dungeon core is displaced from his home when a baby dungeon core sprouts in his backyard.

Heโ€™s lucky that a human who is also an immigrant in the Cosmos has grown attached to him. Nathaniel agrees to help Tim spread his influence over the planet Ursula 590.

The problem? Well, dungeon cores might be as numerous as mushrooms in the New Cosmos, but they are unknown in the Cosmos. From petitions to kidnapping attempts, the integration of one World Dominating Dungeon Core has never been as complicated. And, if he canโ€™t win the citizens of Ursula 590 over, then, he will be cast out into outer space.

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Check out Bottle it up! The first in the series, and it’s free. Here is a link: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1168642

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Excerpt:

I better collect my thoughts about them now, before I forget. So, emotions. They can be bottled. And not in the unhealthy way, we do it on Earth. It is not like you feel numb, after bottling your emotions, or you get holes in your memory. It is a perfectly harmless way to share what you are feeling with the world. Even children do it. Even I do it. My in-law, Constantine, I think I have mentioned him a couple of times. Well, he used to be a professional happiness bottler, and did it all without being on a constant sugar high. How he managed to keep himself happy long enough to support himself with it, is beyond me. Daniel, my cousin, also bottles his emotions. He got me into doing the same. I use the emotions I bottle, to barter for things in the New Cosmos. In my bottomless bag, something that I was given by Dorothea as a gift, when I started working for Manacom, I have all the potions I bottled during the weekend. Plus, a couple of Daniel and Constantineโ€™s. Daniel is 41, while I am 25. I have been a citizen of the Cosmos for the last five months, but have been living in there and traveling between the two dimensions for the past year. I really should mention that in my next vlog entry.
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About the Author:

Teodora is someone whose greatest passion is telling stories. Not just any stories, but stories that are all about love, no matter the gender of the people involved in the romance. She is often lost in one fantasy world or the other, with the occasional excursion into space, in the early hours of the morning. Her Muse has a preference for romance rotating around men loving men. The two of them donโ€™t argue often on that, and are determined to write 100 books.

Connect with Teodora: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/doravg Contact the author at: doravg94@abv.bg.


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The Grocersโ€™ Son by Garrick Jones

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Book Title: The Grocersโ€™ Son

Author: Garrick Jones

Publisher: MoshPit Publishing

Cover Artist: Garrick Jones

Release Date:  September 21, 2022

Genres: Crime Fiction; Detective; Thriller

Tropes: Lost lovers reunited

Themes: The strength of relationships over time; What one will do for love

Heat Rating:  2 flames      

Length:  138 629 words/ 422 pages (paperback)

It is a standalone book and the third book in the Clyde Smith Mystery series.

It does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Blurb 

โ€œI swear to God it was Willoughby. My brother stood not two feet away from me, called me Lina to my face, and pulled Harley into his arms, saying he was sorry, sobbing, and calling him his boy.โ€

An apparition in Sydneyโ€™s fruit and vegetable market leaves the mother of one of Clydeโ€™s best friends believing that her brother, hanged for murder twenty-four years beforehand, has somehow risen from the grave and confronted her.

She is adamant that the visitation was real and visits Clyde asking him to investigate the mass murder her brother was supposed to have committed. She believes he was either set up or was covering for someone elseโ€™s crime.

Could this vision have been a folie ร  deux, a delusional vision shared by both mother and son? As Clyde investigates, clues lead him to one of Australiaโ€™s most famous silent screen actors, a man who, together with his murdered father, becomes intrinsically linked to the mass murder, known as The Killing at Candal Creek.

Wheels within wheels, lies, extortion, and coverups lead Clyde to a bloody confrontation on a deserted beach in the tropics. This time, itโ€™s not only his own life at risk but also that of one of his most valued and closest friends.

Excerpt 

 I was in my โ€œpuzzle roomโ€ when I heard Harryโ€™s cooee from the front door.

I called it a puzzle room because thatโ€™s the phrase weโ€™d used during the war to describe a safe place where we could discuss plans, devise strategies, and toss ideas around. Mine was my bathroom, lying on my back in the bath with the lights out and the shower falling onto my legs, the only illumination from the flickering blue light of the gas geyser. After eating dinner, Iโ€™d listened to Mama Lenaโ€™s Arrivederci Roma radio programme then had got stuck into some research on Elwood Pearson.

I could hear Harry clunking around in the hallway. โ€œIโ€™m in here!โ€ I called out.

โ€œI know!โ€ he responded, then appeared in the doorway, totally naked except for the black bow tie around his neck and wearing his socks and garters.

โ€œWhat happened to the master of the house looking for the lazy footman?โ€ I said, laughing because I could see he was more than three sheets to the wind.

He climbed into the tub and sat between my legs, water pouring over his head, grinning at me stupidly. โ€œI changed it,โ€ he said. โ€œItโ€™s master of the house, pissed out of his skull, ravishing the naked footman in the bathtub.โ€

โ€œCome here,โ€ I said, and pulled his head down for a kiss. โ€œYouโ€™re not that drunk,โ€ I added, my hand having found no evidence of brewerโ€™s droop.

โ€œShh!โ€ he said, biting my chin. โ€œMarkโ€™s crashed in the spare room.โ€

โ€œWhat?โ€

โ€œToo many cocktails, both of us. We caught a taxi and he helped me up the stairs.โ€

โ€œSo, no noise then?โ€

โ€œNup,โ€ he said, then pulled my legs around his hips and let forth a loud wolf-howl.

I laughed then pushed my wet washcloth between his teeth, which he spat out then attacked my mouth with his own. I really hoped Mark had closed his bedroom door. When Harry was in this sort of mood, he could make a lot of noise โ€ฆ not that I was complaining.

About the Author 

From the outback to the opera.

After a thirty-year career as a professional opera singer, performing as a soloist in opera houses and in concert halls all over the world, I took up a position as lecturer in music in Australia in 1999, at the Central Queensland Conservatorium of Music, which is now part of CQUniversity.

Brought up in Australia, between the bush and the beaches of the Eastern suburbs, I retired in 2015 and now live in the tropics, writing, gardening, and finally finding time to enjoy life and to re-establish a connection with who I am after a very busy career on the stage and as an academic.

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Blast Post ย โ€œThird Frontโ€œย byย E.M. Hamill.

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E.M. Hamill has a new queer space opera out (non-binary, gender fluid, pansexual, gay), The Dalรญ Tamareia Missions book 3: Third Front. And there’s a giveaway.

Dalรญ Tamareia has the terrorist Skadi in their sights โ€“ but bringing her in may cost them everything.

Dalรญโ€™s role as an undercover operative is compromised, putting a target on their back and threatening the close-knit team aboard Thunder Child. A new lead on Miriam Skadiโ€™s activities forces them back to Luna, where they must confront everything they tried to run fromโ€ฆincluding their changed relationship with Rion Sumner, who insists on backing up Dalรญ for this investigation.

But Dalรญ is not the only one searching for Skadi. An alien presence hunts the terrorist as well, taking over Sumner’s body to ensure Dalรญโ€™s cooperation. With their team on the other side of the solar system Dalรญ must depend on this questionable ally to complete the mission, which takes a deadly turn when an old nemesis resurfaces.

If there is any chance for a future with Sumner and their chosen family, Dalรญ must exorcise the demons haunting them, or they will burn in the heart of a star.

Warnings: graphic violence, grief, sexually explicit scenes

About the Series: A diplomat turned galactic operative risks everything to bring in the terrorist who shattered their life.

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Excerpt

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The flint-blue curve of Earth filled the transparent alloy of the windshield. Even gravely wounded, humanity’s ancestral home was breathtaking. Phantoms of arid golden continents haunted breaks in the heavy cloud-cover; oceans glinted like winks of mercury in Sol’s light. The atmosphere was beginning to clear, but it would take the surface longer to purge the toxic aftermath of war and pollution from soil and sea

How in the seven hells did we manage to fuck up a whole planet?

“Prepare for drop,” Sumner murmured into his headset. I braced myself.

“In five. Four. Three. Two … “

The magnet released us. Sumner fired top thrusters to quickly maneuver the ship away from the hull and we floated free. “We’re clear.”

“See you soon,” Ozzie said. Thunder Child left us in her wake, heading off to complete the surveillance mission. Sumner throttled the little craft into motion and carved an arc in space, putting the planet behind us.

And there it was.

The moon’s disc swelled before us, painted in silver and ash. In the nightfall of Earth’s passing shadow, the lunar plains of Mare Nubium sparkled with lights, and at the southern horn of the penumbra’s crescent, where light and darkness embraced, lay the place I once called home.

“Have you ever been to Luna?” My uneven voice betrayed the winding tension inside me.

“No.” Sumner glanced at me, but I kept my gaze on the moon, unable to meet his eyes. “I’ve only been to the major space stations before Mars. Where did you live?”

“Kepler. You can just make out a hexagon of complexes north of the crater.”

“I see it.”

“The apex dome, Galileo, is where the Capitol is. The University is under Kepler, at the middle left. That’s where … where we … “

Memories lay bitter and sweet on my tongue, the ache in my throat a hot coal. Oh, coming back was such a bad idea.

“Theโ€”” I coughed to clear the suffocating thickness from my voice. “The old city is in the industrial complex at the bottom of Bullialdus Crater, that cluster of rectangular structures near the shuttle port.”

A sparkle of transparent alloy and steel caught my eye as we got closer. My palms grew damp.

Luna Terminal gleamed against the void of space. Intact, as if the explosion that shattered the Earthward docking arm and killed so many innocent people had never happened. As if my heart was still whole and strong, not the bruised piece of meat thudding too fast in my chest.

The restored line of windows where Gresh and ‘Sida once stood to bid me goodbye were blank and flawless. Empty.

The spring-coil of anxiety suddenly exploded into shards and hollowed out my insides. I forgot to breathe, my white-knuckled fingers clenching the edge of the jump seat.

Fuck Kiran Singh. No matter what Mother England wanted to tell me, I should never have agreed to come back.

My breath ran shallow in the heavy gravity of blind panic. I fumbled with the stiff buckle of the five-point harness.

“Dalรญ? You okay?” Sumner’s quiet voice cut through the noise in my head.

“I can’t … ” The clasp wouldn’t give, my sweat-slick fingers numb and buzzing. “God damn it! I need to get out of the cockpit.”

“Hey, hey.” He extended his right hand and gently laid it over mine where I scrabbled at the release. “We’re in Three. Where are you going to go?”

I gave up trying and gripped his hand, pressing it against my chest.

“I’m here,” he said, his voice low and soothing. “Breathe. A deep breath. Come on, you can do it.”

I drew in a shuddering gasp, filled my lungs with air, and just as unevenly let it out.

“Again.”

The second one was less painful. “I’m sorry,” I managed to wheeze. “I didn’t think it would hit me this hard.”

“You thought you were prepared. You weren’t. Not yet.”

His hand was warm, and I hugged it like an anchor against the free-fall of chaos. I didn’t let go until my breathing was closer to normal and I knew I wouldn’t fall apart. His touch calmed me, and at the same time it created a ripple of longing I wasn’t ready to deal with. That was finally what made me let go.

“Thank you,” I mumbled, releasing his hand with a sheepish press of gratitude, and scrubbed my wet eyes with my palms. It was the first episode in months since I’d started the meds. I was fiercely glad Thunder Child was out of our implanted coms’ range and my teammates had not been remote witnesses to this meltdown. “I feel ridiculous.”

“Never feel that way.” The gentle admonition made me glance up and meet his eyes. Aquamarine sparks snapped in the depths of his irises as he held my gaze. “What you witnessed can’t be processed all at once. It comes out in pieces because it’s too much.”

“That felt like a huge chunk.” But the empty space had begun to collapse on itself. The void softly filled with a new substrate and covered the scree of old trauma as we stared at each other. Once again, Rion Sumner showed me the side I wanted to know better, and I desperately wanted to know it when I wasn’t a fucking mess he had to prop up.

“Port Armstrong to approaching vessel.” Three’s com blared as Luna Station’s control center registered our presence. The emotionless mechanical voice in our headsets startled both of us. “Verify identity and destination.”

Sumner toggled his mic with what I swore was irritation. “Port Armstrong, Midak 3 requesting approach.”

“Midak 3, transmitting approach vectors,” the artificial controller’s voice replied.

The instrument panel came alive with lights and coordinates. Auto-piloting sequences blinked suggestively on the data screen. Of course, Sumner chose to pilot Three manually, our moment of connection sublimated into preparation to enter lunar airspace.

I silently cursed the cock-blocking AI running the tower and sat back to watch him guide our little craft into the deep well of Bullialdus Crater, a bright path of syncopated flashes leading us into the underground terminal. The small, rocking thump of landing sent a shiver through me.

Luna. The people who had made it my home no longer existed, yet here I was.


Author Bio

Elisabeth “E.M.” Hamill is a nurse by day, unabashed geek, chocoholic, sci fi and fantasy novelist by nights, weekends, and wherever she can steal quality time with her laptop.

She lives with her family in the wilds of eastern suburban Kansas, where they fend off flying monkey attacks and prep for the zombie apocalypse.

Author Website: https://emhamill.wordpress.com

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