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Book Recs for Pride Month

6/30/2021

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I had planned to post an LGBTQ book on social media day in June for Pride Month—and hope I could remember to do it every day!—but I didn't even manage to get started. I decided to do a blog post with some favorite books instead. This was supposed to go up a couple of weeks ago...but my blog seems to have made the post I put together disappear. I almost gave it up until next year, but I decided to try one more time to share some books you might want to add to your TBR. In absolutely no particular order (and certainly not the order I'd written them in last time):

Charm of Magpies series by KJ Charles: I had a lot of trouble deciding which KJ Charles to put on this list—since she is a favorite author and I didn't want to just list all her books—but I adore Lucien and Stephen and the world she created in these historical fantasies, so I went with these. 
Proper English by KJ Charles: I'm adding this one too because this Edwardian country house murder mystery plus f/f romance was delightful, and it starts a series of interconnected books that are all delightful too.
Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas: YA in which a Latinx trans boy wants to prove he's a brujo to his family but summons the wrong ghost...and falls in love with him. 
You Should See Me in a Crown by Leah Johnson: Another YA, this one a contemporary f/f romance in which a Black girl is competing to be prom queen (because of the scholarship that comes with it) and falls for a competitor.
Widdershins by Jordan L Hawk: A longtime favorite of mine. Historical paranormal in which an introverted comparative philologist and an extroverted private detective fall in love and build a life in this series, surrounded by magic and mystery and monsters. Plus found family, including a wonderful lady archeologist, and a town I'd love to live in (despite the monsters).
Boyfriend Material by Alexis Hall: A lovely rom com with lots of depth in which two guys decide to start fake dating and it becomes very real. My other favorite by this author is Waiting for the Flood, which is shorter and has a very different tone but lovely as well.
Hither, Page by Cat Sebastian: Post World War II cozy mystery set in an English village with an m/m romance between a country doctor and a spy.
The Care and Feeding of Waspish Widows by Olivia Waite: And the first book in the series, The Lady's Guide to Celestial Mechanics, as well. Both fantastic f/f historicals. (The third in the series is out, but I haven't read it yet.)
Peter Darling by Austin Chant: A really lovely Peter Pan retelling in which Peter is a trans boy who escapes back to Neverland.
A Little Familiar by R Cooper: Set around Halloween, this is warm and cozy and autumnal and witchy and full of pining. This is my favorite in the series, but the other two books are lovely too. 

I think I listed three times as many books in the original post, but unfortunately, I don't have time to reconstruct it all this time around. I hope you find something new for your TBR, and if you're looking for any of my books, they're 50% off with code PRIDE2021 at NineStar Press through today and will be 50% off at Smashwords in July if you miss the first sale. Happy Pride and Happy Reading!

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Rainbow Snippets June 26-27

6/26/2021

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​It's weekend, and time for more Rainbow Snippets! The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ+

For today's snippet, I have the first several lines of The Envoy's Honor, the most recent book in the Chronicles of Tournai series. This book is an adversaries to lovers romance between Griffen, the brother of an earl who is trying to protect his family, and Kirill, an envoy from a far-off land who is trying to protect his people. Plus a murder, some intrigue, family drama, and more dragon shifters.
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​Griffen’s day had been utterly normal--
boring, even--until the dragons arrived.

The only mildly interesting thing that had happened was Bastien for once being convinced to attend a family dinner at the palace. Griffen didn’t delude himself into thinking his persuasion and prodding had anything to do with his older brother’s decision. No, Philip’s order had gotten Bastien and Corentin, the man he would soon marry, here. The prince rarely ordered his family about--and never in this type of situation, so Philip’s edict had probably been at least half joking--but Bastien was too dutiful to ignore it, despite his preference to be something of a hermit.

You can find more about The Envoy's Honor here. Until the end of the month, The Envoy's Honor and the rest of my books are 50% off at NineStar Press with code PRIDE2021. Don't miss out on a great sale!
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Rainbow Snippets June 19-20

6/19/2021

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​It's weekend, and time for more Rainbow Snippets! The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ+

Today, I'm sharing the first lines of The Spymaster's Secret. This next book in the Chronicles of Tournai is the story of Alexander, a flirtatious royal with hidden depths, and Marcus, a mysterious older widower. It's an opposites attract romance plus spies, intrigue, and magic.The book begins in Marcus's point of view. I went over six sentences because it seemed to need it.
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​“What do you have to tell us, Lord Marcus?”


Marcus sat in one of the chairs across from the pair of desks in the princes’ private office and contemplated Prince Philip. The crown prince had the look of his father and something of his manner, a commanding presence he had probably cultivated since birth. He had the dark hair and classically handsome features of the men in the royal family and the bred-in-the-bone care for this country. Which Marcus had a feeling he might have thrown over in a heartbeat for the man beside him. Prince Consort Amory was shorter and fair with large dark eyes and curling auburn hair. He hadn’t been born into royalty or even nobility, but he’d adapted to his role far better than most of Tournai’s nobility had anticipated. Marcus knew quite well what each noble family thought of the marriage, just past its third anniversary, although the princes had never asked him for the information.

You can find out more about The Spymaster's Secret here. Also, The Spymaster's Secret (along with my other books!) is 50% off this month at NineStar Press with code PRIDE2021. 
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Release Blitz: Finding the Wolf by Mell Eight

6/19/2021

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Title: Finding the Wolf

Series: The Dragon's Hoard, Book One

Author: Mell Eight

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: 06/14/2021

Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 24600

Genre: Paranormal, LGBTQIA+, dragons, werewolves, magic/magic users, interspecies, immortal, royalty, virgin, war

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When Prince Leon disappears, his people turn to the dragons for help. Nyle is the unlucky dragon tasked with finding Leon, a duty he dreads as it forces him into the confounding human world and far away from his collection of pretties. Locating a missing prince should be a simple matter, but if Nyle has learned anything about humans since being forced among them, it’s that they needlessly complicate everything. When he finally locates the errant prince, however, what Nyle finds is a treasure worth all the complications—and worth protecting at any cost.

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Finding the Wolf Mell Eight © 2021 All Rights Reserved Nyle walked through the crowded bazaar with an eye on his coin purse. He had heard stories of humans who stole such things and did not wish to be the first of his kind to experience such ill luck. He also kept an eye on the crowds. He doubted he would locate his quarry on his first foray into the human market, but there were clues he could find by simply being aware. For example, the way the fishmonger in the corner stall blatantly gripped his meat cleaver as a group of ragged children exited an alleyway and dispersed into the bustle was probably a good indicator. Nyle would keep an eye on those children—they might have something to do with the disappearances of purses—but the man at the fish stall might have some interesting information. Nyle decided to head there first. Someone jostled Nyle on their way toward a dour woman selling ribbons and beads across the way. He grimaced and held back a growl. They were humans, creatures clearly not versed in the niceties of society, and while their ignorance didn’t excuse them, it did allow Nyle to rationalize not taking the oafs who rudely bumped him to task. He had a job, and giving in to the urge to roar and breathe flames was not conducive to completing his task. Nyle was dressed like a human. A loose pair of pants and a shirt that laced up the front comprised his costume, and if the fabric was of a tighter weave than the rest of the local class of humans, at least he looked the part. “I’m searching for a young man,” Nyle said when he reached the wooden stall covered in fish. The fishmonger had known which children to watch. Perhaps he would also know Nyle’s target. “Yeah?” the man asked. “Well, I haven’t seen any men around today.” He looked straight at Nyle, a male and only one of dozens who frequented the market, as he spoke. Nyle guessed that was what humans called digging for incentives. His own kind didn’t much care for the art of blackmail. Nyle reached into his carefully guarded purse and brought out two uncut copper coins, each enough to buy a small fish. He flashed the coins at the man and leaned forward. “A tall man with very long black hair and blue eyes,” Nyle said as he pressed one coin to the wood surface of the stall. The coin vanished into a gut-stained hand. “I seen him two days ago,” the man replied, eyes fixed greedily on the coin Nyle still held. “Not since then.” Nyle set the second coin on the stall, but kept a finger on it. “Any idea where he could have gone? Or who else I could ask?” The man tensed and kept his gaze fixed on the second coin as if he knew not to look into Nyle’s gold-colored eyes. Nyle slowly dragged the coin away from the man. “The red-light district,” the man gasped out as if forced, his eyes stuck on the shiny coin. “You ask round there.” Nyle released the coin, and the copper flashed in the late-morning sun. The fish man’s eyes remained riveted for another second before he shook himself free of the compulsion. The second coin vanished as quickly as the first, and the man looked up and caught Nyle’s eyes. A mistake, but Nyle would use the fish man’s ignorance to his advantage. “That boy ain’t right,” the man slurred, caught in the golden shine that filled the eyes of all Nyle’s kind. “Wild,” he continued, spilling everything he knew to the sheen in Nyle’s eyes, “as if a beast were trying to break free and fly away.” Nyle blinked and looked away as the man sagged behind his booth. Nyle wasn’t feeling in top form either now. Catching someone with his eyes was more effective than using copper, but it cost him so much more magic. Nyle decided to return home for some rest before heading to the red-light district. Besides, he had heard humans preferred the nighttime for such activities. Nyle didn’t really understand humans, but he was still young and would learn all there was to know eventually.

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Meet the Author

When Mell Eight was in high school, she discovered dragons. Beautiful, wondrous creatures that took her on epic adventures both to faraway lands and on journeys of the heart. Mell wanted to create dragons of her own, so she put pen to paper. Mell Eight is now known for her own soaring dragons, as well as for other wonderful characters dancing across the pages of her books. While she mostly writes paranormal or fantasy stories, she has been seen exploring the real world once or twice.

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Release Blitz: Hollywood to Horses by Dez Schwartz

6/17/2021

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Title: Hollywood to Horses

Author: Dez Schwartz

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: 06/14/2021

Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 29800

Genre: Contemporary, LGBTQIA+, Equestrian, Horses, Sports, Rivals to Lovers, Over 40, Gay, Bisexual, Rom Com

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Mateo Harris, a retired Olympic Show Jumper, achieved just about everything he could want in life. Rising from a nobody to becoming a beloved gold-medalist, co-owning H&H Riding Academy with his cousin—and best friend—Emily Hall, and he’s one of the most powerful and respected men in his hometown of Sweetspire, VA. Nothing can shake the foundations of the life he’s built for himself. That is until he hears his nemesis and former crush, Christopher Wright II, has moved back to town. Christopher, a runaway movie star, has returned to Sweetspire to inherit the family business: Wright Stables, the only rival riding academy Mateo has ever had to worry about. With Christopher’s charm, talent, and fame taking charge, Mateo is faced with real competition both in and out of the arena. He’ll have to be at the top of his game to prove he’s still the number one equestrian in town, but every encounter with Christopher becomes as challenging as any obstacle he’s faced on horseback.

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Hollywood to Horses Dez Schwartz © 2021 All Rights Reserved Mateo Harris and his black Belgian warmblood soared over a post-and-plank obstacle, then galloped in a curve to face two gates in proximity. They leapt over both with swift ease. The final stretch sent them gliding over the triple bars as they completed the course in a flawless fashion. Mateo’s students applauded from the fence where they each sat astride their own horses, the eagerness for a chance to try the course themselves apparent. The solid thud beneath Mateo’s riding boots reverberated through him, a satisfying crescendo indicating the finale of his performance. He believed a rider should never consider themselves finished showing until they were no longer on horseback. Although he hated to admit to himself, the ache in his right knee also grounded him in the truth—injury and age. Defying reality, and because of his inherent showmanship, Mateo pivoted his athletic body in one graceful movement to face his pupils. “And that’s how you win an Olympic gold medal in show jumping,” he announced. “Any questions?” His students applauded, and he grabbed the reigns to lead his horse out of the arena. “Why can’t you still win them?” a snide voice rang out. “Maybe you could teach us how to not fall off our horses.” The comment, which referenced an injury he sustained at his last Olympic competition, came from a tall blonde girl, Payton Parker, who Mateo found irritating on any given day; this one especially. Most of the students appeared to hold their breath after the bold insult as if all the oxygen of the pleasant Virginian afternoon had been depleted. Their wide eyes showed they’d never dream of saying such a thing to someone so well regarded. Known for his equestrian accomplishments in the city of Sweetspire, the waitlist to get into H&H Riding Academy—the school Mateo and his cousin, Emily Hall, ran together—was as long as his list of accolades. A few uncontrolled giggles cropped up, and Payton smirked at him to show she found the power-play to her peers worth any repercussion. Mateo pursed his lips and produced a warning smile as he approached Payton, taking his time to remove his black riding gloves finger by finger. He addressed her but did so loud enough so the entire class would be sure to hear him. “Your parents pay me excessive amounts of inherited money to turn entitled leeches like yourself into professional equestrians. As if any amount of funding could ever supply you with the aptitude you so obviously, and painfully, lack. You’ll be lucky to ever win so much as a participation trophy awarded for anything other than nepotism. You’re hereby dismissed from this class, Payton. In fact, because I’m feeling particularly plucky today, you are expelled. Good day, Miss Parker. I’ll expect a call from your parents as soon as the nanny reminds them they have children.” The same student giggles returned, this time siding with Mateo and proving to be as good as a slap in the face for Payton. Fuming, she coaxed her Hanoverian toward the exit of the outdoor arena. She shouted over her shoulder as she left. “There are other riding academies, you know! I’ll go to Wright Stables! I don’t need you to win a blue ribbon!” “I agree. You need talent!” Nothing made him see red faster than mention of Wright Stables, his only real local competitor. He chided himself for being drawn into an immature argument with a spoiled teenager and moved to get his class back on task. “If anyone else would like to be expelled today, please, negligently criticize me. Otherwise, run your courses!” Mateo waved them off, and they rushed to begin taking turns practicing the paces. He led his prized horse, Top Shelf, back to the stables and handed him off to a stable hand. Once out of the long corridor on the other side of the luxury barn, Mateo reached inside his navy-blue riding blazer, grabbed his flask, and threw back a swig of French vodka. He took a deep breath of the balmy late afternoon air, letting the heat of the drink warm his chest and relax him. He spotted Cameron Myers leaning on the fencing of a corral where he had a student practicing dressage basics. The lines from Cameron’s dancer’s muscles showed through his thin white shirt whenever he leaned forward on the railing, and he combed his fingers through his wavy chestnut hair as he shouted out instructions to the student for improvement. Cameron clapped his approval when the student followed his recommendation to the letter. He’s a much nicer instructor than I could ever be. It’s a good thing I hired him, or my student body might be severely lacking in numbers. Cameron raised an eyebrow once he turned to Mateo. “Little early for that, don’t you think?” Mateo found his youthful naivety charming and smiled. “Just a light afternoon snack.” The corners of Cameron’s eyes crinkled sympathetically. “Tough day?” “I teach overly indulged teenage millionaires how to make an animal jump over brightly colored poles for a living.” He took another drink at the thought. “Every day is tough.” Cameron chuckled and turned his attention back to his own student. “You know you love every minute of it.” Mateo grinned, putting the flask away. “No, you love it. I just have an affinity for collecting dead presidents.” “You know I don’t believe that for a second.” Cameron signaled to the young rider to start their routine over. “I wouldn’t be here if that were true.” Appreciative of his candidness, Mateo patted Cameron’s shoulder.

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Meet the Author

Dez Schwartz is a LGBTQ, Dreampunk, & Gothic Romance author and artist based in San Angelo, Texas. She holds a BFA in Studio Art and worked as a graphic artist, and a Director’s Assistant at a fine arts museum, before transitioning to writing full-time. Her longtime love of Victorian spiritualism, gay literary fiction, and romantic comedies inspired her to begin writing all of the stories she wished existed. When she’s not passionately crafting tales, she can be found drawing, researching, or traveling with loved ones.

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Rainbow Snippets June 12-13

6/12/2021

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​It's weekend, and time for more Rainbow Snippets! The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ+

This week, I'm sharing the first lines of The Merchant's Love. I've often described this book as a warm hug in book form—it's the story of a bookish royal and the merchant besotted with him from the start falling in love over books and baked goods. There's some magic gone wrong and some family drama, but overall, this is a pretty warm and fuzzy book. Here's Faelen (aforementioned bookish royal) returning home to Tournai.
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In the last decade since his father was appointed ambassador to the kingdom of Teilo, Faelen had been on the grounds of Tournai’s royal palace three times, if he included today. The relief, happiness, and utter sense of home flooding through him as soon as he stepped off the boat had been shocking in its intensity, but not surprising otherwise. Sometime in the middle of the journey, he’d been hit with the bone-deep certainty that he needed to be back in Tournai. He’d mentioned it to Alexander, who admitted feeling the same—which Faelen was happy to hear from his twin, even if it did make the whole thing stranger.


He tried not to dwell on it, which was made a bit easier because of his discomfort that they were arriving unannounced and uninvited.

You can learn more about The Merchant's Love here. And it's currently 50% off at NineStar Press with code PRIDE2021, along with my other books. 
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Release Blitz: Love, Blood, and Sanctuary

6/9/2021

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Title: Love, Blood, and Sanctuary

Author: Brenda Murphy, Megan Hart, Fiona Zedde

Publisher: NineStar Press

Release Date: 06/07/2021

Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex

Pairing: Female/Female

Length: 95800

Genre: Paranormal, LGBTQIA+, romance, paranormal, BDSM, lesbian, demon, blood magic, D/s relationship, sex club, spirit, witch, hemomancer, Rosh Hashanah, established couple, reunited, demi-goddess

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Haunted? Hunted? When you need a safe place from disaster, heartbreak, or gods trying to break you and drain your blood… come to Sanctuary. It’s New York’s most exclusive club for magical beings and the backdrop of three sexy stories from three award winning authors. We Choose to Be by Megan Hart Love is in the air…and the blood. When hemomancer Hadassah meets the woman of her dreams, she has no idea that Yael is actually a blood demon. Is it only the draw of Hadassah’s talents that brings Yael into her bed? Or is there something more. Something that could last. What is love, after all, unless it’s bound by blood? Sanguine Faith by Brenda Murphy After a messy break-up leaves Laurel homeless and unemployed, she accepts her great-uncle’s offer of a townhouse and a job. When a seductive spirit trapped in the town house offers Laurel a means of escaping the life her uncle has planned for her, she learns that free does not mean without cost. Promises Made by Starlight by Fiona Zedde Abandoned by her wife years before and left devastated, Izzy has recently lost nearly everything else. Her credit is abysmal, she’s underemployed, and her successful best friend treats her like a charity case. But when her wife reappears, breaking her heart all over again, Izzy finds that not everything is as it seems. Blood gods walk the earth, and the one she once welcomed into her bed is back—ready to reclaim what’s hers.

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Love, Blood, and Sanctuary Brenda Murphy, Megan Hart, Fiona Zedde © 2021 All Rights Reserved From Sanguine Faith The rap on the car window rattled the glass. Laurel started and slammed her knee into the steering wheel. She cursed softly as she jabbed the window control button. The demon was dressed as a policeman. He wore dark glasses and his beefy hands rested on his thick duty belt nestled between the pepper spray canister and his pistol holster. A slight glow from a pouch near his hip was the only clue to his true identity. Huffing out her frustration at the window’s lack of response, Laurel shoved open the car door. “You okay?” The officer leaned closer and peered into her face. His feet were squarely inside the circle of salt Laurel had spread around the car the night before. “Yeah.” Laurel cleared her throat. “I’m okay.” “You can’t sleep here.” He gestured to the street lined with ancient brownstone townhouses and graffiti covered buildings. “It’s not safe.” “I’m sorry—” Laurel wiped her hand over her face and squinted at the officer’s name badge. “—Officer Sullivan, is it? I worked a late shift and didn’t feel safe driving anymore. I pulled over here to catch a nap.” “Stow it. I passed this way last evening, and you were parked here. Your car hasn’t moved.” He leaned closer and removed his sunglasses and slipped them into his shirt pocket. “I know your uncle.” “Great-uncle.” Laurel stared at his face and inhaled sharply. His eyes were light gray rimmed with red, her image mirrored in their shallow depths. His practiced glare was that of an experienced centurion. Laurel shivered under Sullivan’s gaze, unable to look away from the magical enforcer. He was bound to her clan, sworn to serve and protect. Loyal to a fault, willing to die for the family. Her great-uncle had a legion of centurions, all more than willing to aid and abet his less than legal business dealings. “Is that so? Why are you here? What do you want?” Laurel pressed her lips together and rolled the hem of her shirt between her fingers. Officer Sullivan leaned down and spoke softly. “You’re royalty in our world, Laurel. He know you’re sleeping in your car?” His melodious tones seeped into her body as he used the old language, the language of secrets, curses, spells, and death. Laurel suppressed her shudder. “My roommate kicked me out.” She scrubbed her hand over her face in an attempt to hide the lie. “It was sudden.” The centurion straightened and pursed his lips. He drummed the fingers of his hand on his holster. “All right, Laurel, if that’s how you want to play it. You need to discuss this with your great-uncle. If you don’t, I will. I don’t want to find you sleeping in your car again.” He tilted his head. “You may not have inherited your family’s abilities but you’re still family. We take care of our own. I can’t spend my nights watching you sleep, keeping watch for the Orions.” Laurel gripped her keys tightly. Orions. The hunters. So many missing. So many gone in the blink of an eye, their bloodless and mutilated bodies found months or years later. Or worse found still smoldering, their mouths open in voiceless screams. She had taken a chance last night, but after walking in on her girlfriend eyebrows deep between their neighbor’s legs she had stuffed her car full of what it would hold and fled. “I’ll be safe.” She lifted her shoulders and let them fall, straightening her posture before she settled her hands at nine and three on the steering wheel. “I’ll talk to him today.” Officer Sullivan stepped back, smearing the salt of the circle she had spread around the car. He pointed at it, lifted his chin, and smirked. “Seriously? It doesn’t work unless you infuse it with energy.” Laurel inserted the keys into the ignition. “I know.” She looked away from her feeble attempt to protect herself and his smirk. After snapping her seatbelt in place, she waved at him and closed the door. She banged her hand hard on the steering wheel when the telltale click-click-click of a dead battery echoed in the car. “Fuck me.” Officer Sullivan opened her door. “Come on. I’ll give you a lift.” Laurel chewed her lip as she looked down at her paint-stained black T-shirt and tatty jeans. “I can’t go like this.” Officer Sullivan rapped on the top of the car. “Get out. Now. I don’t have all day to deal with you, Laurel. And it’s not worth my life to leave you here with a broken-down car.” He stepped back and crossed his thick arms. “Do I need to assist you in exiting the car?” Laurel shivered. She had experienced a centurion’s assistance just once and the memory of it still woke her at night. She trembled and wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans. “Let me grab my backpack.” “Good choice.” Laurel gathered the few things she didn’t want to leave in the car. After jamming her sketchbook next to her ancient laptop in her bag, she zipped the top closed and grabbed her hooded sweatshirt from the backseat before she exited the car. “You hungry?” “I’d really like coffee. I can’t talk to Great-uncle Marcus without some caffeine on board.” “Come on, I’ll buy you breakfast.” “Why’d you let me sleep there last night if you were just going to take me to my uncle today?” “I didn’t want to wake you.” Laurel glanced at Officer Sullivan walking beside her. “Thank you.” “No problem. To serve and protect. Even if it’s from yourself.” He held the car door open, and she slid onto the cool leather seat. She settled her backpack between her feet and pulled on her black hooded sweatshirt. The car shifted to the side as Officer Sullivan entered and levered his bulk behind the wheel. He waited until she had fastened her seatbelt before he started the car. Laurel’s gaze slid over the array of weapons lining the car. Magical weapons clipped into racks side by side with conventional firearms, their soft glow visible to Laurel. Able to see magic, unable to wield her own power, the last female of a clan stretching back eons, unwilling to assume her role as clan leader and unwilling to produce an heir, Laurel chewed her lip as the car shot forward bringing her closer to her great-uncle’s house. Laurel shifted in her seat and drummed her fingers on her knees. “You worked for my mom and dad, didn’t you?” “I did.” Laurel stared out of the window. A familiar ache settled in her chest. There were some things even magic couldn’t protect you from. The ratty buildings gave way to well-kept streets and high-rise buildings. The sidewalks were crowded with people scurrying to work and school. “Do you think the humans ever get it? Like, do they know about us? Really get it? Other than the ones we make consorts?” “Humans see what they want to see. If they ever understood how powerful supernaturals are, they would freak right the fuck out. And try to exterminate us. Again. All of us. Their unwillingness to see and believe is what keeps us safe.” He tapped the pistol on his belt. “And this.” Laurel shuddered as the car slowed and stopped. Officer Sullivan turned off the engine and preened in the rearview mirror a moment before he turned his head to face Laurel. “How do you take your coffee?” “Black. Unless it’s that dark roast crap. Then make it white as a virgin’s wedding dress.” Officer Sullivan’s loud guffaw exploded in the quiet of the car. “You got it.” He left the car. Laurel glanced at the tarnished Saint Christopher medal stuck to the car’s headliner and rolled her eyes. A group of humans rushed past, small children and their adults, animated and laughing, their voices muffled by the car window. The gentle ache in her heart blossomed into full-blown longing. Laurel blinked the grit of exhaustion from her eyes, leaned back against the headrest, and rehearsed the story she would spin for her great-uncle, hoping he would listen, knowing he would not.

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Meet the Authors

Brenda Murphy Brenda Murphy (she/her) writes erotic romance. Her most recent novel, Double Six, is the 2020 Golden Crown Literary Society winner for Erotic Novels, and Knotted Legacy, the third book in the Rowan House series, made the 2018 The Lesbian Review’s Top 100 Vacation Reads list. You can catch her musings on writing, books, and living with wicked ADHD on her blog Writing While Distracted. She loves sideshows and tattoos and yes, those are her monkeys. When she is not loitering at her local library, she wrangles twins, one dog, and an unrepentant parrot I hope you enjoy reading this book as much as I enjoyed writing it. For a free short story, information on book signings, appearances, work in progress snippets, previews and sneak-peeks, sign up for my email list at: http://www.brendalmurphy.com/ https://www.facebook.com/brenda.murphy.75 https://www.instagram.com/quinbysideshow
Megan Hart
Megan Hart writes books. Some of them use bad words, but most of the other words are okay. Some of them hit bestseller lists and win awards and some don’t, but that’s the way it goes. She can’t live without music, the internet, or the ocean, but she and soda have achieved an amicable uncoupling. She loathes the feeling of corduroy or velvet, and modern art leaves her cold. She writes a little bit of everything from horror to romance, though she’s best known for writing steamy fiction that sometimes makes you cry. Website: www.MeganHart.com https://www.facebook.com/readinbed https://twitter.com/megan_hart
Fiona Zedde
Fiona Zedde was born under the Jamaican sun but now makes her home in Spain. Since getting the writing bug, she’s published around thirty books and short stories, mostly about black queer romance, including the Lambda Literary Award finalists, Bliss and Every Dark Desire. Her novel Dangerous Pleasures received a Publishers Weekly starred review and was winner of an About.com Readers’ Choice Award for Best Lesbian Novel or Memoir. At this very second, she’s probably writing another book, and it has 100 percent chance of having queer romance and queer women in it. Her pseudo-healthy obsessions are French pastries, English cars, and Jamaican food. Website: www.fionazedde.com http://www.facebook.com/fiona.zedde http://www.twitter.com/fionazedde

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Rainbow Snippets June 5-6

6/5/2021

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​It's weekend, and time for more Rainbow Snippets! The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ+

Happy Pride Month, everyone! Today, I'm sharing the first lines from The Dragon's Devotion. Corentin is a scholar with a secret (he can turn into a dragon); Bastien is an earl who takes too much on himself. When he learns his parents' deaths were likely murder not the accident they were long thought to be, Bastien decides to find out what happened to them himself—only he doesn't expect the danger he'll find himself in, or that Corentin will have to choose whether to reveal his secret to save the man he's fallen in love with.

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Pride Month Sale at NineStar

6/4/2021

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Happy Pride Month! If you're looking for some reading for the month (or just in general), you can get 50% off your purchase at NineStar Press with code PRIDE2021 through July 1st. It's a great time to pick any of my books you might have missed. Find them here.
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My May Reading

6/3/2021

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I meant to write this post a couple of days ago, but the end of May snuck up on me...and I still keep forgetting it's June. I'm sure my brain will catch up one of these days! May was not a great month for me as regards reading new to me books. I reread a bunch in audiobook, starting with a favorite Proper English by KJ Charles, then continuing on through Think of England and the first two books in the Will Darling Adventures because they're all set in the same world and all delightful. (The final book in the Will Darling series releases at the end of this month, so as a bonus, I'm ready for that as well.) Then I binged my way through SJ Himes's Necromancer of Boston series. Audiobooks have been keeping my pandemic brain in stories and occupying me on walks and while cleaning. I read a few books in ebook in May:

Not Your Sidekick by CB Lee: This YA book as been on my Kindle for a while, and I'm happy I finally read it. I could've wished for more world building at times to explain a bit more about this post-apocalyptic world in which some people have superpowers. But generally, I really enjoyed it. The romance between Jess and her crush Abby was adorable, the friend group they belonged to great, and their discoveries about lies in the world they live in interesting. I'll definitely read the rest of the series.

The Frogman and the Spy by Irene Preston and Liv Rancourt: Apparently, it was a month of books about people with superpowers for me? This was a fun addition to the Royal Powers series, with a combination of romance, spies and intrigue, and superpowers. Most books in this series seem to stand alone, so you can jump in here. I haven't read all of the series yet, though I'm sure I'll go back and catch up.

The Alpha Experiment by Eliot Grayson: This book wasn't my favorite of the Mismatched Mates series, but I did still enjoy it. I think Newton was just a little too clueless for a little too long for my taste, and I really wish we'd gotten Colin's point of view—I liked him in previous books and would've liked to have gotten to know him a bit better. That said, I did enjoy this installment of the series, and the end was sweet. I'll definitely be reading the next book in this shifter series (which, I believe, just came out). I'd say start at the beginning of this series to enjoy it the most.

What did you read and love in May?

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