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Blog Tour: Red Pandamonium by Roan Rosser

Red Pandamonium | Roan Rosser

Chaos Menagerie #1

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Release Date: June 13th, 2022

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When you have chaos magic, the only thing you can do is expect the unexpected.

Zombies. Shoestorms. Illicit unicorn rides. A talking red panda.

Before today Max never believed in magic, despite bad luck so terrible he used to jokingly call it a curse. Now he’s a reluctant believer. His first day as a mage he draws the attention of the magic police, not to mention the mysterious hooded figures chasing him all over downtown Portland trying to kill him with magic.

With the help of his new speed-demon red panda familiar, his fortune-telling neighbor, a gadget-obsessed witch, a grumpy vampire, and his maybe-brother, Max needs to learn to use his chaos magic, and quickly, or his ‘curse’ is going to be the end of him and the people he loves.

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“Until this next one passes, stand in the center of the grass there. Based on the size of the licorice circle, it looks like enough space that you shouldn’t hit the sidewalk or the house.”

“But that’s in full view of the road…”

Kay shrugged. “So? Humans see magic all the time. Especially in this modern age, they’re likely to think that they imagined it.”

I was starting to understand why Kay was so dismissive of the PCA. “What if they don’t? Think they imagined it, I mean.”

“Who’s going to believe them?” Kay pushed me onto the grass. “Now go. I don’t want to see what would happen to me if I got caught in range.”

“It doesn’t bother Pog,” I protested, but walked across the pristine emerald grass to roughly the center of the lawn. I’d never seen such bright green grass. It was lush and almost springy under my flip-flops, and there wasn’t a bit of moss in sight.

So far, the magical effects had seemed to relate to what I was thinking, like the grass had turned to the candy I was craving, so maybe I could direct it.

“Pog, what if I tried to expel the magic with purpose rather than letting it just happen? It’s like a buildup of magical energy, right? So if I used it, no explosion.”

“It is,” Pog said, sounding skeptical. “But do you really think you can control it?”

“No,” I said truthfully. “But will it really hurt anything to try?”

“I suppose not,” Pog agreed.

I turned in a slow circle. Kay and Ynes stood on the mansion’s front porch, ringing the doorbell. No one else was nearby. My palms were on fire now. I needed to do this soon.

“Do I need a wand to focus things?”

Pog leapt from my shoulder, then stood up on two legs and faced me. Eir striped tail waved back and forth behind eim. “No. Magic for a mage is all about intent and focus, not the tools.”

“Thanks, Professor.” I quirked a smile at the diminutive red panda. Eiy looked so serious.

I did some of my hand and finger stretches, like I’d do to limber up before a drawing session. Focus, but on what? I kicked off my flip-flops and let my feet sink into the soft grass.

I wondered if I could turn the cheap plastic flip-flops into tennis shoes like I’d morphed Kay’s sweats into my normal clothes. Flip-flops to sneakers. Easy.

I thrust my hands at the shoes. Change! Nothing happened.

In the distance I heard a door open and then people talking, but I kept my attention on the orange flip-flops, vibrant against the brilliant green of the grass.

I could feel that Pog wanted to say something, but eiy kept quiet. I didn’t know how I knew that, but I did. And now that I’d noticed, it was very distracting.

Sneakers! I thrust again. Nothing still. The burning moved to my fingers.

“I said I have no idea what you’re talking about! I don’t have a brother!” a man yelled.

The raised voices caught my attention, and I looked up, chewing on my lip. Ynes was pointing at me. I should have told them I was trans, so they could have explained, but I thought I’d be there with them. Too late now.

The magic in my fingers reached the tipping point, and I fell to my knees with a scream. The fire engulfed me and expanded out.Sneakers! I thought at the magic.

The grass stayed grass, and as I watched, the ugly orange flip-flops morphed into a pair of sneakers. They stayed bright orange, damn it. But it had worked! My first proper spell!

I sat down to put my new shoes on when something rubbery thumped into my head. I winced and turned to look at what had hit me. A right sneaker, white with gray trim.

Pog’s eyes widened and eiy dashed under my bent legs as more shoes began raining from the sky. I covered my head with my hands and bent over my legs, trying to shield Pog from the onslaught. They bounced off my back, shins, hands, and elbows hard enough that I was going to be bruised all over.

A nearby window shattered with a crash and I risked a glance out under my elbow to see shoes bouncing off the mansion’s roof with solid thumps. Car alarms started going off in the street and there was the sound of more breaking glass. Honking horns and yelling started coming from the surrounding neighborhood.

Maybe my ‘create shoes’ spell had been a little too successful.

The arguing from the porch stopped as everyone stared in stunned silence at the falling shoes.

After a few minutes, the rain of sneakers petered off.

A Shoestorm.

I snickered to myself at the silent joke.

I found a right and a left of the white and gray rain sneakers. Just my size—at least one thing had gone right—and put them on, leaving the bright orange ones where they lay. Then made my way to the porch, kicking sneakers out of the way as I went. Pog ran along after me, bounding over the shoes like it was an obstacle course. Glad someone was having fun.

On the porch, Kay mimed bashing his head into one of the Corinthian columns. Ynes stared around, open-mouthed at the mess. And the man… he was staring at me. I stared back. He could have been my twin brother, except his shoulders were broader and his face a little rounder. But his hair was the same dark brown as mine and we had the same nose and the same dimple on the left cheek. I swallowed hard, not sure what to say to my maybe-brother.

A sneaker from the roof rolled off and landed on the pavement between us with a loud thump, breaking the staring contest. Pog stood on eir hind legs and tottered up to the shoe with eir front paws in the air.

“Quite the weather we’re having,” I said to him as Pog pounced on the shoe.

The man jerked his gaze back up to me in shock. “Maybe you should come inside after all.”

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About The Author

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My urban fantasy novels mainly feature the trans and queer protagonists grappling with things like identity and found families that I wished I could have read about growing up.

Originally from Utah, I escaped up to the Pacific Northwest, where I’ve made my home in both Seattle and Portland. When not writing, you can probably find me beating up pixel baddies or in front of one of my sewing machines adding to my overstuffed closet or my army of homemade plush dolls.

If you find yourself blinded by the vivid colors and loud patterns of my homemade shirts, know that I’m only trying to warn you that I may be poisonous. Or venomous? Or both? Probably both.

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Release Blitz: Murder Most Actual by Alexis Hall

Murder Most Actual | Alexis Hall

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Release Date: November 9th, 2021

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When up-and-coming true crime podcaster Liza and her corporate financier wife Hanna head to a luxurious hotel in the Scottish Highlands, they’re hoping for a chance to rekindle their marriage – not to find themselves trapped in the middle of an Agatha Christie-esque murder mystery with no way home.

But who better to take on the case than someone whose entire profession relies on an obsession with all things mysterious and macabre? Though some of her fellow guests may consider her an interfering new media hack, Liza knows a thing or two about crime and – despite Hanna’s preference for waiting out the chaos behind a locked door – might be the only one capable of discovering the killer.

As the bodies rack up and the stakes rise, can they save their marriage — and their lives?

From the author of Boyfriend Material and Rosaline Palmer Takes the Cake comes a cozy mystery that revisits the Golden Age of detective fiction, starring a heroine who’s more podcaster than private eye and topped with a lethal dose of parody — perfect for fans of Clue, Knives Out, and Only Murders in the Building!

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About The Author

Alexis Hall is an English author of urban fantasy, science fiction, and M/M romance. His novels include Murder Most Actual, Boyfriend Material, Rosaline Palmer Takes the Cake, For Real, Glitterland, Iron & Velvet, Looking for Group, and Pansies.

His work has been nominated for to the 26th Lambda Literary Awards, 28th Lambda Literary Awards, and 29th Lambda Literary Awards in the category of Gay Romance.

Some Upcoming titles:
– Something Fabulous
– Husband Material
– Viola & Gracewood
– Winner Bakes All Series Book #2

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Blog Tour: Cameron Wants To Be A Hero by Anyta Sunday

Cameron Wants To Be A Hero | Anyta Sunday

Love, Austen #2

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Release Date: May 17th, 2021

Cover Illustrator: Lauren Dombrowski

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Lake: Did you get his number this time?
Cameron: Yes. But I’m not sure I should use it so soon.
Lake: What’s soon? Didn’t you last see him yesterday?
Cameron: I thought you’re meant to wait three days? Otherwise it looks desperate.
Lake: You are desperate.
Cameron: Thanks.
Lake: From everything you’ve told me, sounds like this could be something.
Cameron: You think?
Lake: Message him. Keep it sexy.

When it comes to romance books, Cameron Morland can always read between the lines. When it comes to real romance, he may need a dictionary.

Or Jane.

It’s Northanger Abbey, complete with a neo-gothic mansion and charming misunderstandings. But contemporary. And gay.

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Holy hell, could Cameron flush any harder?

Twinkling eyes studied him. “‘While hiding from my own party, I was ambushed by a despicable English intruder, who snooped through my things and made the most scandalous move to waltz with me.’”

“Not what I’d say. Wrong, finally. How relieving.”

“Want to know what I hope you’ll write?”

“Go on, then.”

“I danced with a friendly man and indulged in titillating conversation. His quick wit and bountiful humor agree with me—I hope I bump into him again. Maybe chat more over coffee.”

“Maybe I would. But my journal is only for script ideas. For letting my imagination run wild.”

“I’m wrong again.” He stopped waltzing and palmed his forehead in mock disappointment. “A sub-par sleuth after all.”

Cameron’s chuckle was interrupted by a hair-wrecked, lip-reddened Lake barging into the office in stocking feet.

“Cameron, there you are. You wouldn’t have any spare socks, would you? Knightly accidentally tipped his red wine, and my feet caught the worst of it.”

They’d been balancing wine as they’d devoured each other’s faces? No surprise something spilled. “Why didn’t you have your boots on? No, wait—don’t answer that,” Cameron blurted as Lake began to color.

Henry donned a sympathetic wince as Lake displayed the stain. “On such nice Happy Socks. What a shame.”

Lake’s eyes flickered curiously from Henry to Cameron. “You like Happy Socks?”

Henry shoved up the leg of his jeans, revealing green socks printed with cute gargoyles. “All my socks are Happy ones. My sister bought me two pairs a few years ago and I’ve never looked back.”

Lake stared at Henry like he was his hero. “A man of good taste.”

“Thanks to my sister.”

“Have you checked out Cameron’s?”

Henry bit back a laugh. His glittering gaze slid over Cameron. “I’ve not yet had the honor.”

To his mortification, Lake reached out and unzipped his boot.

Henry eyed his sock thoughtfully. “Rainbow hearts. Socks can tell you a lot about a person, too.”

“Oh, my God,” Cameron said. “You guys are so—” He bit back ‘weird.’

“It makes gift-giving easy,” Lake added. “Everybody needs socks.”

Cameron sighed, perched on the couch, and removed his rainbow hearts. “Here, Lake. They’re yours.”

“But then you’ll have none.”

Henry joyfully removed his own shoes and peeled off his socks. “I come to your rescue.”

Cameron blinked at the offered gargoyle socks. “Now you have none.”

Henry grinned and leaned toward him, adopting a secretive whisper. “Now I have a reason to meet you again.”

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About the Author

I’m a big, BIG fan of slow-burn romances. I love to read and write stories with characters who slowly fall in love.

Some of my favorite tropes to read and write are: Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Clueless Guys, Bisexual, Pansexual, Demisexual, Oblivious MCs, Everyone (Else) Can See It, Slow Burn, Love Has No Boundaries.

I write a variety of stories, Contemporary MM Romances with a good dollop of emotion, Contemporary lighthearted MM Romances, and even a splash of fantasy.

My books have been translated into German, Italian, French, Spanish, and Thai.

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About The Illustrator

Lauren Dombrowski is a comic artist and illustrator based in the Chicago area.

Previous publications of their work include co-written comics in Tabula Idem: A Queer Tarot Comic Anthology published by Fortuna Media, Dates! An Anthology of Queer Historical Fiction (Volume 3) published by Margins Publishing, internal illustrations in Conventionally Yours, published by Sourcebooks Casablanca, and an internal illustration in Say You’ll Be Nine by Lucy Lennox.

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