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A solid opener for this high fantasy series with dragons!

54580624._SY475_Capture by Annabelle Jacobs

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The first book of a fantasy series always takes a bit of bedding in as world building sits alongside the main plot lines.

However, for most of this opener in Annabelle’s high fantasy, the two intermingled quite nicely together without needing a lot of exposition.

I loved the dragons in this, the idea of bonded riders isn’t new but the restriction on time served together was a cool twist to the trope.

Both main characters had interesting personalities, I also loved the Princess and the brief glimpses of the elves.

There’s clearly a series long story arc going to run through all three books but this particular plotline wrapped up suitably for me.

There’s a sort of cliff hanger for the overall story but I’d expected that and it didn’t feel like things were being pushed over to drag it out.

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Release Blitz: The Midnight Gardener by R.G. Thomas

The Midnight Gardener by R.G. Thomas

The Town of Superstition #1

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Release Date: July 24th, 2020

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Blurb

Thaddeus Cane and his father have moved thirty-two times in all of Thaddeus’ fifteen years. Every time his father uproots them without a reason, it leaves Thaddeus friendless once again. Superstition is the town they’ve settled in this time, and despite its name, it seems like every other little town, except for one thing.

From the window of his bedroom, Thaddeus can look into their neighbor’s back yard. And every night, after dark, he sees a guy his own age putter around in the immaculately maintained garden.

When Thaddeus visits his neighbor the crush already blooming underneath surfaces, and Teofil, the midnight gardener, reveals he’s actually a garden gnome. When Thaddeus’ father finds out, more secrets are exposed, and Thaddeus embarks on the adventure of a lifetime.

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Teofil leaned slowly toward him. Thaddeus’ heart pounded faster the closer Teofil approached. Had he brushed his teeth before coming over? Had he even run a comb through his hair?

Teofil moved at a glacier’s pace. Thaddeus could hear the fairies giggling and see the bright yellow trails they left in the night air as they zipped fast behind Teofil’s head.

He took a breath and closed his eyes as Teofil’s lips touched his. The brush of Teofil’s whiskers was soft and not at all scratchy, and the feel of it along with the firm press of his lips sent Thaddeus’ heart racing even faster. Blood pounded in his ears, and the wounds in his leg pulsed in time. The voices of the fairies circling them blended together into one gentle, sweet song that floated away on the night breeze. Heat prickled across Thaddeus’ skin in waves, and his scalp tingled.

It was tentative and sweet, almost questioning, as if he sought permission even though Thaddeus had been willing. Teofil pulled back much too soon, and Thaddeus couldn’t help the resulting smile. It had been his first kiss, and it had been perfect.

“You taste like magic,” Teofil said.

Thaddeus knew, at that moment, that he had fallen in love with Teofil. Whether he actually was a gnome or was insane and thought he was a gnome, Thaddeus didn’t care. He had finally met someone who made him feel special, someone who made him feel welcomed and loved and funny. He had met someone who made him laugh and want to ask questions of and listen for hours to his answers. This was the man—the gnome—he had been destined to meet.

About the Author

RG Thomas

R. G. Thomas has been reading books from an early age. As a young gay man, however, he found very few characters with whom he could truly identify. Now that he’s an adult—or at least older than he used to be—he likes to write stories that revolve around gay characters. The Town of Superstition is his YA fantasy gay romance series which includes wizards, witches, and other magical creatures.

When he’s not writing, R. G. Thomas loves to read, go to movies, watch some TV, and putter around in the small suburban patch of ground he calls a yard. He visits his mother once a week, not just for the free cookies, and enjoys spending time with close friends drinking wine and making up ridiculous things that sometimes show up in his books.

Although he hates the process of travel, he does enjoy experiencing new places. His dream trip is to one day visit the country of Greece, and he is currently saving his nickels and dimes to make that a reality.

Twenty years ago he met a man who understood and encouraged his strange, creative mind, who made him laugh more often and more freely than anyone else. They were officially married in November of 2015, and today they still laugh often as they live in a suburb just north of Detroit with their two cats who act as both muse and distraction to him while he writes.

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Release Blitz: What’s In a Name? by Pat Henshaw

What’s In a Name? | Pat Henshaw

Foothills Pride #1

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Publisher: JMS

Release Date: July 15th, 2020

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Blurb

On his 30th birthday, barista Jimmy Patterson decides to get rip-roaring drunk after his roommate-boyfriend abandons him at a bar in the tiny California foothills town of Stone Acres where they have relocated from San Francisco. Jimmy is immediately rescued by the burly owner of Stonewall Saloon, who has had his eye on Jimmy since the first time he came in months before.

Jimmy’s fine with being saved but wants to know the bartender’s real name since the guy has worn name tags with an assortment of names every time Jimmy has spoken to him. After Jimmy nicknames him Guy, the bartender decides to turn guessing his first name into a game, giving Jimmy a guess a day for a week and promising to wine and dine him during that time. If Jimmy’s guess is wrong, he owes Guy a zing-zow, knock-your-socks-off kiss. Jimmy agrees since this sounds like a slam-dunk, win-win deal.

While he searches for cringe-worthy given names, Jimmy is distracted by the destruction of his shopping mall coffee shop. He is also beset by the town council that doesn’t want him to buy a historic bank building in Old Town Stone Acres to set up another coffee shop.

The celestial high of being romanced by Guy and the abyss of business worries don’t seem like the road to happily ever after. However, Jimmy and Guy might be in for a big surprise.

About the Series

After housing prices rose to unbelievable heights in the San Francisco metropolitan area at the turn of the current century, gay men headed for the Sierra Nevada foothills. The historic former mining town of Stone Acres with its gay sheriff seemed like the perfect place to settle.

But the conservative white descendants of the early town fathers seem ready to fight back. Is a move East the solution the gay men are looking for?

Originally published by Dreamspinner Press in 2015.

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Excerpt

Is there anything worse than waking up with a really bad hangover? The answer, I found out that morning, was a solid yes. My particular hell was waking up in a strange bed with someone lying next to me, who’s snoring away so loud I was surprised the neighbors weren’t complaining. What made it all worse was I had to pee really, really bad, and I didn’t have a clue where the bathroom was.

I lay on my back taking stock. I was naked, covered with a beige sheet and navy blue comforter in a huge bed, my head taking up most of the California king space.

Where the heck was I? I had no clue. I really didn’t care because I was hurting so badly it’d probably be better if whoever lived here would just shoot me and put me out of my misery.

Still, I had to pee, so I slowly swam to the edge of the bed, trying not to move any body parts. Which was a complete failure. I ached all over. Had someone beaten me up?

As I reached the side of the bed and peered over the edge at the floor a few stories below, I groaned. Where was the ladder to climb down to the carpeting? I clutched the edge of the bed with one hand and rolled to my side.

“Hey, where you going, Jimmy?”

I hadn’t noticed the snoring had stopped until the voice boomed in my ear.

Carefully, I turned my head.

The Stonewall Saloon bartender with the nametag of Alex last night was peering at me over his chest of hair. His eyes were squinted. A slender beam of light from a gap in the curtains was aimed at his face.

“Bathroom. Pee.” I sighed. “Gotta pee.”

“Right.” He groaned and caused a tidal wave on the mattress even though it wasn’t a water bed.

My body reacted with the seismic quake and my stomach protested. I swallowed back the rising pain even though I knew my gut had nothing left in it to come up.

I felt large hands under my arms.

“Right this way.”

His voice clanged from one of my ears to the other.

He turned me, and we marched to a doorway and into the bathroom. Carefully, he lowered my nude body down onto the toilet.

“No spilling.” He turned away and walked into the hallway.

I pushed my limp dick between my legs and did my thing, not spilling a drop on the bathroom floor or the toilet seat. Then I rested my arm on the sink counter next to the toilet and put my head on my arm.

“Nope, no snoozing here.” His voice boomed. “C’mon. It’s way too early for this shit.”

Again arms lifted me. After I balanced myself, one hand left. The toilet roiled. The hand returned.

“We’d usually wash our hands,” the voice murmured through me, “but I think we’ll skip it this time.”

Back in bed, covered, dry mouthed, I decided it was again nap time.

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THE NEXT time I woke, I was awake. Awake awake. Oh my God, where in the hell am I awake. Shit, I’m in big trouble awake. Where are my clothes awake.

I took inventory. No pain in the ass. That was a relief. No smell of semen. Check, and another sigh. No aches and pains that weren’t directly related to way, way too many shots and beers, check. No clothes. No clothes?

I was okay, pretty much, other than naked, hungover, and in a stranger’s house.

Damn it, I was thirty years old, naked in a stranger’s bed, with only a hazy recollection of what happened after my now former boyfriend Alex stranded me at the Stone Acres’ historic saloon.

I had a hazy memory of the bartender helping me to the bar bathroom the night before and this morning. So was I at his house? If so, how’d I get here?

“Um,” I tried to say, but my mouth was glued shut.

I reached over to feel the side of the bed. Still there. Then I reached over to the other side. Nothing. No one.

Okay, I was alone in a strange bed as my memory filtered back online. I had been an ass, and the bartender with the faux name of Alex had taken care of me anyway. I owed him my firstborn child, should such a thing happen to me now in my boyfriendless state. I owed Alex the bartender everything, including my pride and gratitude.

What I really needed to do was apologize for causing him so much trouble.

Slowly I sat up and then stood. My knees protested, so I sat back down and then tried again. This time my knees cooperated.

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About The Author

Pat Henshaw, born and raised in Nebraska, has lived on the US’s three coasts, in Texas, Virginia, and now California. Before she retired, she held a number of jobs, including theatrical costumer, newspaper features reporter and movie reviewer, librarian, junior college English instructor, and publicist.

She also loves to travel and has visited Canada, Mexico, Europe, Egypt, and Central America as well as almost all fifty US states.

Now retired, she enjoys reading and writing as well as visiting her older daughter, son-in-law, and grandchildren on the East Coast and playing havoc with her younger daughter’s life in NorCal.

She thanks you for reading her books and wants you to remember that Every day is a good day for romance.

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