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Audiobook Review Tour: The Rising by Morgan Brice & Narrated by Kale Williams

The Rising | Morgan Brice

Badlands #2

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Publisher: Darkwind Press

Narrator: Kale Williams

Release Date: June 18, 2019

Length: 6 hours and 48 minutes

It can be read on its own, but it is part of the Badlands series

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Blurb

Vic and Simon race to stop the murders against an unholy deadline, but as they battle rising tides and risen ghosts, can they save the intended victims without getting trapped themselves?

A big storm is brewing, there’s a killer on the loose, and the ghosts of Myrtle Beach are restless. Psychic medium Simon Kincaide and his sexy cop boyfriend, homicide detective Vic D’Amato have their hands full helping the Grand Strand brace for rough surf, driving rain, and high winds as a winter storm roars toward shore.

Everyone’s on edge, and rumors are rampant about sightings of Blackcoat Benny, a ghostly omen of danger, and worse, the Gallows Nine, the spirits of nine infamous criminals hanged back in the 1700s, a harbinger of disaster. Rough tides wash the wreck of an old pirate ship into shallow waters, high winds threaten to damage an old mansion with a dark past, and the citizens of the beach town hunker down to ride out the storm.

As the skies grow dark and the sea turns wild, several men from prominent local families end up dead under suspicious circumstances. Simon’s premonition confirms Vic’s gut feeling—the killing is just getting started. As Simon tries to reach out to the spirits of the murdered men to help the investigation, he’s attacked by malicious ghosts that don’t want anyone getting in the way of their long-overdue vengeance.

With the storm hammering the coast, and new victims piling up, Simon is certain that the sins and secrets of the past are coming due, and that the murders have a supernatural link. Vic and Simon race to stop the murders against an unholy deadline, but as they battle rising tides and risen ghosts, can they save the intended victims without getting trapped themselves?

The Rising is the second novel in the Badlands series. It is a MM romance intended for readers 18 years of age and older. The story contains mentions of suicide (not the main characters).

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About the Author

Morgan Brice is the romance pen name of bestselling author Gail Z. Martin. Morgan writes urban fantasy male/male paranormal romance, with plenty of action, adventure and supernatural thrills to go with the happily ever after.

Gail writes epic fantasy and urban fantasy, and together with co-author hubby Larry N. Martin, steampunk and comedic horror, all of which have less romance, more explosions. Characters from her Gail books make frequent appearances in secondary roles in her Morgan books, and vice versa.

Other books include Witchbane, Burn, Dark Rivers, and Badlands, Lucky Town, and The Rising, plus Treasure Trail. Watch for more in these series, plus new series coming soon!

I’ll be a Featured Author at GRL in October and also at Coastal Magic in February!

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Release Blitz: Lucky Town by Morgan Brice

Lucky Town | Morgan Brice

Badlands #1.5

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GAY, ROMANCE, FANTASY

RELEASE DATE: 01.11.18

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Psychic medium Simon Kincaide and his boyfriend, Myrtle Beach homicide detective Vic D’Amato, find that the only thing more frightening than murder might be navigating their first holiday season as a couple.

A trip back to Pittsburgh to spend Thanksgiving with Vic’s large, exuberant family means dodging old frenemies and a bitter ex-boyfriend. A cold case comes back to haunt Vic when the murdered man’s ghost begs Simon for justice.

Then a new murder in Myrtle Beach looks suspiciously familiar, and the dead woman’s ghost isn’t playing nice. When Simon gets a vision of the next victim before the crime occurs, he realizes that all the murders are supernaturally linked. Catching the murderer will take his psychic sleuthing skills along with Vic’s street smarts to avert a tragedy.

Can they do right by ghosts past, present and yet-to-come without ending up in the crosshairs of a killer for Christmas?

Lucky Town is 1.5 in the Badlands series

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EXCERPT

“Remind me why we decided to repaint right before Thanksgiving?” Simon Kincaide wiped a smear of paint off his forehead after he put down the roller.

“So all the new paint stink can go away while we’re in Pittsburgh,” Vic D’Amato replied.

Simon paused to admire the view. His boyfriend’s ass looked mighty fine up on that ladder, and the old jeans and t-shirt were just a little too snug. The tribal tat sleeve always made Simon’s heart race, and he lost a few seconds thinking about the other places Vic had ink and how much he wanted to lick those spots, later that night.

“Simon! Focus!” Vic sounded fondly annoyed as if he knew exactly where Simon’s mind had wandered.

“I was focusing,” Simon grumbled with a smile.

“Yeah, on my ass.”

“Vain, much?”

Vic grinned. “You were, weren’t you? Let’s finish the room and clean up, and I’ll give you something to focus on in the shower.”

“Hell, yes!” Simon adjusted himself in his jeans and went back to work with a renewed sense of purpose. Normally, painting didn’t put him in such a good mood, but the reason for the spruce-up certainly did.

After months of dating, Vic was finally moving in with him and they had decided to get a jump on making some updates. That suited Simon just fine, since the “blue bungalow” still was largely in the shape it had been when he bought it from his aunt and uncle three years ago.

They had stopped wintering in Myrtle Beach for health reasons, and Simon, who had fled to the beach after his life in Columbia, SC fell apart, needed a place to stay. They’d sold it to him for a fraction of the value, insisting he take it, and Simon had fallen in love with the retro fifties vacation home only a few blocks from the ocean and from his shop, Grand Strand Ghost Tours. Now, it proved lucky that the bungalow was close to the Myrtle Beach Police Department, so that Vic could also walk to work.

Simon hummed as he painted. He reached up to adjust the bandana he had tied to keep the paint out of his chestnut-brown man bun. During the summer, the sun added golden streaks to his hair, but now that it was nearly Thanksgiving those had faded, and he was seriously thinking about getting highlights to replace them. Vic would probably never let me live it down, even though he’d secretly love it.

He and Vic were a study in contrasts. Vic’s black hair was cut in a fade, buzzed on the sides and longer on top. His olive skin still hadn’t lost the dark summer tan Simon could never acquire, even if he spent all day, every day, baking on the beach. Vic was all muscle, with biceps and thighs that made Simon hard just thinking about them. Add the gun and badge, and homicide detective Lieutenant Vic D’Amato was one hot honey.

Simon still wondered how he got so lucky. At five foot, ten inches, he was a solid four inches shorter than Vic, and his hair fell to his shoulders when he didn’t put it up. Simon had a slender build with lean muscle, and while Vic let him know in a million ways that he found Simon very attractive, Simon had spent more time focused on academics than the gym.

He’d earned a Ph.D. in Folklore and Mythology and looked like he had it made, with a tenure-track teaching position at the University of South Carolina and a handsome fiancée. Then the father of one of Simon’s students had a fit about the “occult” subjects Simon was teaching, and his gifts as a psychic medium sealed his fate. He’d been fired, and Jacen, his fiancée, decided that Simon was a liability to his own ambitions, cutting him loose. S

imon had come to Myrtle Beach to lick his wounds, then decided to stay and open Grand Strand Ghost Tours. Three years later, he couldn’t imagine living anywhere else, and didn’t want to be anywhere without Vic.

“I hope you like the way the new paint looks,” Vic said as he climbed down the ladder, bringing his nearly empty tray and roller with him. He sounded hesitant, and Simon knew his lover was worried about making too many changes.

“I love it,” Simon said, pulling Vic in for a kiss. They were both sweaty and reeked of paint. That just gave the whole thing a “naughty handyman” vibe in Simon’s mind. “And I love that you’re moving in.”

“Love you, too,” Vic replied, returning the kiss. “And the neighbors already think I live here. The only stuff left in my apartment are the boxes I never unpacked from Pittsburgh.”

“Saved you from doing it twice,” Simon joked, although the mention of Pittsburgh dimmed his mood, just a little.

They pitched the disposable liner trays and rollers, put the lids on the cans and washed out the brushes, then headed for the bathroom, careful not to touch any of the wet paint on the walls. The bungalow wasn’t that big, but trying to paint several rooms in one weekend felt like it had expanded to be a McMansion.

Vic chucked his paint clothes at the laundry room door, and walked the rest of the way naked, shooting a mischievous glance at Simon over his shoulder. Simon wolf whistled, then did the same, sprinting to catch up.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Morgan Brice is the romance pen name of bestselling author Gail Z. Martin. Morgan writes urban fantasy male/male paranormal romance, with plenty of action, adventure and supernatural thrills to go with the happily ever after.

Gail writes epic fantasy and urban fantasy, and together with co-author hubby Larry N. Martin, steampunk and comedic horror, all of which have less romance, more explosions. Characters from her Gail books make frequent appearances in secondary roles in her Morgan books, and vice versa.

On the rare occasions Morgan isn’t writing, she’s either reading, cooking, or spoiling two very pampered dogs.

Other books include Witchbane, Burn, Dark Rivers, and Badlands. Watch for more in these series, plus new series coming soon!

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Release Blitz: Lucky Town by Morgan Brice

Lucky Town | Morgan Brice

A Badlands Novella

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GAY ROMANCE/FANTASY

RELEASE DATE: 01.11.18

Cover by Natania Barron

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BLURB

Psychic medium Simon Kincaide and his boyfriend, Myrtle Beach homicide detective Vic D’Amato, find that the only thing more frightening than murder might be navigating their first holiday season as a couple.

A trip back to Pittsburgh to spend Thanksgiving with Vic’s large, exuberant family means dodging old frenemies and a bitter ex-boyfriend. A cold case comes back to haunt Vic when the murdered man’s ghost begs Simon for justice. Then a new murder in Myrtle Beach looks suspiciously familiar, and the dead woman’s ghost isn’t playing nice.

When Simon gets a vision of the next victim before the crime occurs, he realizes that all the murders are supernaturally linked. Catching the murderer will take his psychic sleuthing skills along with Vic’s street smarts to avert a tragedy. Can they do right by ghosts past, present and yet-to-come without ending up in the crosshairs of a killer for Christmas?

Lucky Town is 1.5 in the Badlands series

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EXCERPT

The November evening was perfect for walking, so they left Simon’s car and Vic’s Hayabusa motorcycle at the bungalow and walked to dinner. Beach Shack Pizza, their favorite place, offered a view of the surf without the wind that could get chilly this time of year. Simon and Vic settled into their booth and ordered a large pizza, half Hawaiian for Simon, and half Meat Lovers for Vic.

“You’re still freaking out about Pittsburgh.” Vic didn’t even make it a question.

“I’m meeting your family,” Simon said, fidgeting with his napkin. “What if they don’t like me?”

Vic bumped his knee under the table. “You’ve asked me that before, and I say the same thing, every time. They’ll love you. My brothers are assholes, but only to each other. I’ve been out to them forever, so it’s not a surprise. They’ll just be glad I’ve found someone. They never liked Nate.”

When a hostage situation Vic got pulled into in Pittsburgh several years ago ended up having a demonic twist, he nearly lost his badge. No one believed that there had been a supernatural angle to what went down, not even Vic’s then-boyfriend, Nate. Vic knew he needed to move away to get another job, far from the whispers and rumor mill. Nate refused to consider leaving the city. A friend’s connections landed Vic the job in Myrtle Beach, and fate eventually led him to cross paths with Simon.

“Great, a whole tribe of overprotective muscle men,” Simon replied, only partially teasing.

“Hey, my family fits every stereotype for the loud, expressive Italian family pinching cheeks and pushing food on you, except for one,” Vic said with a grin. “We’re not mobbed up. Just about everyone is, was, or wants to be a cop.”

“So I’ll either be very safe, or end up arrested.”

“You like it when I bring my handcuffs out,” Vic said, raising an eyebrow.

“Not at your mom’s house!”

Vic laughed. “My mother is a nurse. Trust me when I say, between raising five boys and a girl and her work at a downtown hospital, she’s seen everything.”

Simon knew he was overthinking the trip, but he couldn’t stop worrying. For the last three years, since he moved to Myrtle Beach, he’d gotten together with Tracey and her girlfriend Shayna for a “Friendsgiving” potluck that included a lot of the store owners on their stretch of Ocean Boulevard. Vic said he’d spent the last few holidays with his police partner, Ross Hamilton, and Ross’s wife and kids. They’d turned down both Ross and Tracey this year, for the pilgrimage north. Every time Simon thought about it, his stomach did flip-flops.

“Hey.” Vic reached across to touch Simon’s hand. “It’ll be okay. I want you to meet them. I’ve never really brought someone home before.”

Simon frowned, confused. “But Nate—”

“They knew Nate because he was a cop, and we were all cops together,” Vic said. “He always had a reason he couldn’t come for dinner or holidays.” He shrugged. “Looking back, that should have been a sign.”

If that was the case, then Simon definitely knew he needed to man up about the whole thing. I own a successful business. I have a Ph.D. I’ve written books, he told himself.

Your business is giving ghost tours and séances because you’re a psychic medium. Your PhD is in folklore, and your books are about ghosts, a nasty little voice countered. They’re going to eat you alive.

Vic stretched his leg out and ran the toe of his shoe up Simon’s calf. “Stop that. I’ve already told them all about you.”

“You have?” Simon nearly choked on his drink of water.

Vic gave him a look. “You thought I was keeping it a secret?” His eyes widened. “You did, didn’t you? Why?”

Simon looked away. “Jacen didn’t tell his parents about us until after we were engaged.”

“Yeah well, your ex was an asshole,” Vic grumbled. “My mom’s known almost since the beginning. She manages to monitor the Myrtle Beach news like a stalker, and she saw something about the Slitter case, so she called me. I was at the hospital, waiting for you to come out of surgery.”

Simon squeezed Vic’s fingers. “Oh, you didn’t mention it.”

Vic looked away. “There were more important things. Like you, taking a bullet.”

Simon and Vic’s first unofficial collaboration on solving a case caught the killer, but Simon ended up shot in the process.

“At least your mother called.” Simon’s relationship with his family was terse, at best.

“Yeah, well. Tracey shut down any suggestions about the hospital calling your next of kin,” Vic replied. He wasn’t looking at Simon, and Simon realized how much the incident still bothered him. “My mom figured out right away that I wasn’t just hanging around the hospital for my job.”

“Sorry I scared you.”

Vic turned back to him, and his gaze had an intensity to it that made Simon shiver. “You have nothing to be sorry for. You were fuckin’ badass.”

Simon’s cheeks colored, but before he could reply, the server brought their pizza. “So tell me about your family,” he said as they served themselves from the big pan, stretching out long, hot tendrils of mozzarella cheese.

Vic took a bite and waited to swallow before he answered. “I told you about mom. Dad’s a police captain now, runs a precinct over by the Strip District.”

Simon raised an eyebrow. “That sounds exciting.”

Vic chuckled. “Not that kind of ‘strip.’ It’s a strip along the river where the boats and trucks bring in the fresh produce, meat, and seafood, and that’s where a bunch of the wholesale grocers and commercial food supply stores are. It’s also open to the public, and it gets busy on weekends, but the real action is in the middle of the night, when the trucks and the boats come in. Maybe we can go down there and walk through a few of the big markets. It’s pretty cool.”

“And the rest?” Simon probed, talking with his mouthful.

“I’m the middle of five brothers, so Michael and Leo are older, Paul and Anthony are younger. All cops or at the Academy. Lisa’s the youngest, and she’s getting a degree in Criminology at Carlow. I won’t make you try to remember all the aunts and uncles, but you’ll be safe if you remember that the aunts are mostly nurses, and the uncles are either cops, FBI, or private security/ex-military.”

“I might swoon from all the testosterone.”

Vic gave him the side eye, and Simon grinned. “Wouldn’t do you any good. No one else is gay.”

“Are they okay with it? You? Us?”

Vic shrugged. “I came out when I was in the Academy. Figured if it was going to be an issue, I’d better know right away. There were some assholes, but the majority didn’t make a big deal out of it. My boss was supportive, and the guys I got assigned with didn’t care.” He grimaced. “Actually, they took the gay thing better than the ghost thing.”

Simon cleared his throat. “Which leads to my next question—”

Vic bumped his knee under the table. “I’ve already told my folks about the shop, and the tours, and that you’re the real deal. Actually, I think my mother wants to see if you can get a message through to my Nonna.”

“I’ll put out the call,” Simon said with a smile, still feeling a little unsure.

Vic seemed to guess his thoughts. “I know I gave you a rough time at the beginning, and you know I’m sorry about that. I believe in you. Captain Hargrove believes, or he wouldn’t have made you an official consultant. Ross believes. I’m not ashamed of your gifts or your shop, and anyone who throws shade can go to hell.”

Simon smiled at Vic, feeling the warmth of Vic’s words in his heart, melting some of his fears away. “I love you,” he whispered.

Vic nodded. “Back atcha.”

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Morgan Brice is the romance pen name of bestselling author Gail Z. Martin. Morgan writes urban fantasy male/male paranormal romance, with plenty of action, adventure and supernatural thrills to go with the happily ever after.

Gail writes epic fantasy and urban fantasy, and together with co-author hubby Larry N. Martin, steampunk and comedic horror, all of which have less romance, more explosions. Characters from her Gail books make frequent appearances in secondary roles in her Morgan books, and vice versa.

On the rare occasions Morgan isn’t writing, she’s either reading, cooking, or spoiling two very pampered dogs.

Other books include Witchbane, Burn, Dark Rivers, and Badlands. Watch for more in these series, plus new series coming soon!

Facebook Group: The Worlds of Morgan Brice / https://www.facebook.com/groups/143333126341151/

Pinterest (for Morgan and Gail) www.Pinterest.com/Gzmartin

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