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Cover Reveal: Goal Lines & First Times by Eden Finley & Saxon James

Goal Lines & First Times by Eden Finley & Saxon James

CU Hockey #3

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Release Date: February 10th, 2021

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It turns out making out with my best friend in high school could be considered gay. Who knew? Apparently, everyone but me.

Now that it’s been pointed out, I can’t help reliving it in my head. Repeatedly. Goodbye Denial Town, hello Confusionville.

When my path leads me down the gay dating app route, I don’t expect to meet anyone I like, but then I meet him.

He can’t be more opposite than me. He’s smart, he hates hockey, and he identifies as demi—something I’ve never heard of.

Yet I can’t deny something’s there. Something I want to explore in person. If only I could get him to agree.


All my life, I’ve felt broken.

Sick of being asked if I could be gay by ex-girlfriends, friends, and even my parents, I join a gay dating app to prove a point.

I don’t expect to find what’s always been missing. A real connection.

The problem is, I’m too scared to meet him in person. He’s a hockey player, and I fear when he finds out my twin plays for the NHL, I’ll be overshadowed by my overachieving brother. Again.

Worse yet, what happens if we meet and that connection isn’t the same?

When I tell him I’m not ready, he’s disappointed but supportive. Fate, on the other hand, isn’t as accepting.

I had no idea the person I’ve been falling for is someone I already know.

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Einstein: I get the impression you’re a total dork. I like it. 

Richie: Interesting. If you had to guess, what would you say I look like?

Einstein: Well according to your photo, you have some solid abs, but I’m thinking you’re a bigger guy with a baby face and would be the type to open the door for your dates. 

Richie: Is that what you’re into?

My alarm beeps obnoxiously, reminding me it’s time to get moving. I hurry to grab my keys, but even after I lock my apartment and head for the car, I can’t bring myself to end the conversation.

Einstein: I don’t know if it’s a demi thing or a me thing, but I don’t have a type. At least, with women. Jury’s still out on guys.

I climb in the car, and when his reply doesn’t come straightaway, I wonder if that was the wrong answer. Maybe he wanted specifics.

The thing is, Richie has given me enough to find out exactly who he is. If I really wanted to know who I’m talking to, I could easily go look. I’ve been close a few times.

I’m holding strong though. Letting this thing between us happen naturally.

I lock my phone and back out of my parking space. Of course, I’m barely on the road for a minute when Richie writes back, and it takes a stern reminder of the road rules to stop me from grabbing my phone and checking it anyway.

The drive that barely takes ten minutes seems like an eternity. I get every red light, and there’s no parking spaces by the café, so I have to lap the block before I find one.

I’m flustered and my brain is a chaotic mess as I grab my phone and open ChatUp.

Richie: I’m going to ask something and I hope I don’t sound like a dick. Have you been attracted to dudes before or is this all a test to prove your ex-girlfriend wrong?

Einstein: You’re going to laugh.

Richie: It’ll make us even then.

I get out of the car and text him while I walk.

Einstein: You know the show The Witcher? Turns out I have a bit of a thing for him. 

Richie: When you say ‘a thing’ …

Einstein: He turned me on, okay? I jerked off to him so much I worried I’d pull a muscle.

Richie: Technically you were pulling a muscle.

I want to point out that the penis isn’t actually a muscle, but I hold off, because I’m having fun.

Einstein: *middle finger emoji*

Richie: Hey, I get it. Henry Cavill’s hot.

I snort back a laugh.

Einstein: I’m struggling to work out how you didn’t know you’re attracted to guys.

Richie: My blinders were on, but I’m seeing the world in a whole new way now.

Einstein: Okay, first, I warn you. I look nothing like him. Unlike you (apparently) I don’t have abs. Second, it’s not the actor. It’s the character. According to my old pal Google, demi people can form connections with fictional characters easier than people. And from what I know about myself, it seems pretty accurate.

I’m worried I’ve said too much, or sound too weird, so I quickly follow the message up.

Einstein: Now if that doesn’t turn you on about me, nothing will. 

The little dots appear on my screen, telling me he’s replying. I’m holding my breath, totally consumed by my phone.

So consumed—


I slam right into someone.

I bounce back, and hands clamp down my shoulders to steady me before I stumble over my own feet. There’s a thump of a phone hitting the ground, and as I blink the pain in my forehead away, one of Foster’s old teammates comes into vision.



No, it starts with a C.

“Graceful, Cohen,” another of the hockey guys calls out from inside while giving us a thumbs up.

Ah, Cohen, then.

“Hey, you okay?” he asks, forehead lined with concern as his eyes meet mine.

“Yeah, fine.” I brush him off. “Sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

His grin catches me off guard as he bends and picks his phone up off the pavement. “Me neither.” He rubs his shoulder. “You bodycheck as hard as your brother.”


He chuckles and grabs the door to the café, holding it open. “All good. You going in here?”

“Thanks.” I pass him and catch sight of Zach sitting at a far table. Damn, he beat me here. Which means message time is over even as the thought of Richie’s waiting reply burns in my consciousness.

“Sorry again,” Cohen says, cuffing me on the shoulder as he makes his way to the counter.

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About The Authors

Eden Finley

Eden Finley is an Amazon bestselling author who writes steamy contemporary romances that are full of snark and light-hearted fluff.

She doesn’t take anything too seriously and lives to create an escape from real life for her readers. The ideas always begin with a wackadoodle premise, and she does her best to turn them into romances with heart.

With a short attention span that rivals her son’s, she writes multiple different pairings: MM, MMF, and MF. She’s also an Australian girl and apologises for her Australianisms that sometimes don’t make sense to anyone else.

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Saxon James unapologetically writes happy endings for LGBT+ characters.

While not writing, SM is a readaholic and Netflix addict who regularly lives on a sustainable diet of chocolate and coffee.

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A quieter romance for Charlie and it works beautifully

3-Cover_BestLaidPlansBest Laid Plans by Roan Parrish

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This second entry in Roan’s Garnet Run series gives us Charlie’s story and oh, how my heart hurt for him so many times.

Unlike his brother Jack, who we got to see fall in love with Simon in Better Than People, Charlie hasn’t really ever had a chance at relationships, other than a brief encounter shortly before their parents were killed just before his 18th birthday.

So, seeing how he struggles when he finds himself attracted to Rye and not knowing what to do about it was both heart-breaking and uplifting at the same time.

Thankfully Rye, for all his prickly nature, is actually a truly kind-hearted soul who is dealing with his own demons and his own stumbling steps into a relationship are just what Charlie needs.

There is a little tension here, many of the beats in the story come from Charlie’s growing self-awareness and awakening that he can put himself first and take things for his own pleasure.

There’s a bit of angst, as a whole it’s lowish steam, and it makes perfect sense within the narrative, although there are lots of heated kisses and cuddles which lead to emotionally charged conversations.

But there is also a seriously sexy spanking scene which went in a direction I wasn’t expecting and I loved it all the more for it. Overall, it’s a quiet romance, not a lust-packed one, although the attraction between the two men is still clear to see.

The relationship development feels organic and has few of the irritating misunderstandings or lack of communication issues which are often thrown in just to cause tension.

I liked both characters, but felt this one perhaps lacked a bit of the otherworldly or magical feel which made Better Than People a more engaging read.

That’s not to say I didn’t enjoy this, because I did and I read it all in one go, but I didn’t have that same sense of excitement at the first book, which felt far more significant given the difficulties Simon faced in his daily life.

However, it also stars two fabulous cats, which as a lover of that most magnificent of animals, really made me happy and the usual feel-good, if somewhat in your face, meddling of a small town local community who seek to embrace the newcomer Rye.

#ARC kindly received from the publishers Carina Press via NetGalley in return for an honest and unbiased review

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Release Blitz: The First Boy I Ever Kissed by Suki Fleet

The First Boy I Ever Kissed | Suki Fleet


Publisher: Stars and Ink Press

Cover Artist: Suki Fleet

Release Date: January 11, 2021

Heat Rating: 3-4 flames (not frequent but detailed)

Length: 35,000 words

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Kim was the first boy Tommy ever kissed. The only person he’s been in love with.

But Kim broke Tommy’s heart when he left without a word. Can Tommy give him a second chance?

It’s been over two years since Tommy’s heart was broken. Two years since Kim vanished from his life without a word.

Kim was the first boy he’d ever kissed. The only person he’s been in love with. He’d thought they were starting something when he showed his feelings on prom night, and they shared their perfect messy kiss, but he’d been wrong. He never saw Kim again. Until tonight when joy riders crash into the warehouse complex where he works.

Kim’s life is a mess. For two years he’s been involved with a criminal gang, trying to protect his mum from harm. He knows he has nothing to offer. But seeing Tommy again gives him the strength to try. If only Tommy wasn’t leaving the day after tomorrow to go travelling around the world. If only tonight wasn’t all they had.



It’s almost Christmas Day—surely, he’s got somewhere else to be, other people to be with? People far more important to him than me. I think again of the girl with the green braids. The sharp-eyed way she watched him as he gave a false name to the police. Wherever his life is at, ramming a four-by-four into a warehouse complex and then being arrested has got to build up some serious tension. Maybe he needs to let off a bit of steam too. Maybe that’s what this is.

I take my time cycling down the rough track to the park. I’ve popped a tyre before on the glass that’s scattered around here, and my fingers are too frozen to be fiddling around with fixing on a spare.

As soon as we make it into the skatepark’s tiny car park, Kim hops off the bike. I find myself still wanting to feel his arms around me. The ache of it. Like the past has a weight, a texture, and it’s all him.

God, what am I doing? This is such a bad idea. Spending time with him is just going to hurt, I know it is, and here I am just about offering myself up to it like a masochist.

He scrambles to the top of the little grassy hill surrounding the park. “God, I’ve missed this place.”

The wistfulness in his voice surprises me. I follow him up with my bike. He turns to me, pulls off my massive gloves, hands them to me in my helmet, then holds his arms out, races down to the centre of the second biggest ramp, and starts spinning. Spinning and spinning, his head flung back, hair flying. He looks seventeen again. Young. Wild. Free.

For a moment whatever shadows are haunting him are chased far away. And my heart aches and aches.

I remember the first time I saw him, swinging on the metal railing by the coffee shack near the smaller ramps with a couple of girls from school. He was laughing, head thrown back like it is now, pink hair falling away from his narrow face, sharp white teeth flashing, the whole of him vibrating with some wild aliveness I’d never seen in anyone else. Still haven’t. Too involved in watching him, I forgot what I was doing and nearly killed myself, lost control of my bike in the middle of a turn and crashed face first into the ramp. Later, I told myself I’d been so transfixed because I didn’t know whether he was a boy or a girl. But, of course, it wasn’t true. It took a long time for me to realise that though.

That was the summer I finished my GCSEs. I was fifteen. Kim was new. He’d moved from another school across town. I never asked him why.

Back then the skatepark was full from sunrise till late into the night, and Kim hung around almost as often as I did. He made friends quickly, and though I watched him all the time and caught him watching me, I remained clueless. Maybe if I’d have worked out sooner that I was bi, things would’ve been different. I don’t know.

Leaving Kim spinning, I clip my helmet in place, toss my gloves next to my backpack on the frozen ground, and take off down the biggest ramp, doing a few sharp turns at the top to warm up.

“I used to love watching you,” he yells. “You ride like the water flowing in a river.”

It’s ridiculous how buoyed up his words make me feel, and I flush. I’m too old to be showing off at the skatepark, trying to impress some boy I know is watching every jump I make, and still I do it, taking my bike through a few 360 tailwhips. Making it look casual, easy, though it’s not, but that’s the trick. Isn’t that always the trick?

Limbs vibrating with adrenaline, I skid to a stop in front of him. “Get on.”

Kim’s eyes widen. “You’re going to kill us if you jump with me on your bike.” But still he gets on.

I laugh. “Still up for anything, eh?”

“With you, yeah.” His arms fasten around me, and he plasters himself close. “I’ve missed you, you know?”

Has he? I stiffen a little. I can’t let myself believe him, not just like that, because, no, I don’t know. But I don’t say that. I don’t say anything. My feelings are too jumbled to work out how to respond. Instead I focus on the things I do know and take us swooping down the big ramp and up the other side. I’m not about to do any tricks with Kim on my bike. He’s right, it’d probably kill us, plus I only have the one helmet. But it’s just nice riding around with him like this, even though I’m not sure how I feel right now.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers after a while, his arms squeezing me a little tighter like he’s afraid I’m suddenly going to stop and shove him off. “I’m really fucking sorry. I wouldn’t blame you if you hated me.”

“I don’t hate you,” I say quietly. Of course I don’t. How could I ever hate him? I kind of suspect in forty years’ time, if I’m still around, I’ll still get this sharp pain in my chest when I think about him.

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About the Author

Suki Fleet is an award-winning author, a prolific reader (though less prolific than they’d like), and a lover of angst, romance and unexpected love stories.

They write lyrical stories about memorable characters and believe everyone should have a chance at a happy ending.

Their first novel This is Not a Love Story won Best Gay Debut in the 2014 Rainbow Awards, and was a finalist in the 2015 Lambda Awards. Their novel Foxes won Best Gay Young Adult in the 2016 Rainbow Awards.

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