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Release Tour: How To Live By Susan Hawke

How To Live | Susan Hawke

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Release Date: February 27th, 2021

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Take one clueless, spoiled guy with notoriously bad luck…

When Derek Leigh is diagnosed with breast cancer at twenty-four, it’s the final straw in a lifetime of bad luck. If he’s going to die, it’ll be on his terms… with one helluva party that packs a lifetime’s worth of fun into whatever time he has left. To make this happen, Derek blows up his life: dumps the long-term boyfriend in the worst way possible, borrows money he can’t repay from a loan shark, and heads to Atlantic City… where his luck unexpectedly changes, giving him fresh hope.

Add one easygoing tattoo artist with a big, open heart…

Asher Matthews has dealt with a lot in his thirty-five years: he and his twin were born addicted to heroin and abandoned at birth… until Mama Maisie added them to her brood of lost boys. ADHD and dyslexia didn’t keep him from following his dream of opening his own tattoo shop, especially with his family’s support. With all that he’s been given in life, Asher makes a point of giving back where he can.

To equal two men who instantly connect in all the best ways.

Derek is shocked to not only survive his cancer treatment, but to come to the end of it in great health. Too bad he’s blown through all his money, lost his car, and has nowhere to turn. On a whim, he goes for a free tattoo. Asher takes one look at the sexy twink who’s down on his luck and offers him a room, a job, and even better, a friend. If they have a little no-strings fun along the way, it’s fine. It’s not like anyone is looking to fall in love, right?

This 55k novel is the seventh book in the LOVESTRONG series about finding love and being yourself in a small town. Watch out for ridiculous amounts of money won and lost, a butler who takes everything in stride, and a scruffy dog you’ll want to cuddle. This is an MM romance full of all the fun, laughter, and sweet feels you’d want from a Susan Hawke book.

Possible trigger for anyone currently fighting cancer or closely related to a breast cancer patient. The book is low angst and the experience is gently handled, but the subject matter is present.

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Excerpt

Hunter used to tell me how cute my cluelessness was, but I never understood how truly out of it I had been until recently. Simply living at the cheap motel was eating up my money at an alarming rate, especially when I had a real need to eat every day and drove a gas-burning car.

Simply thinking about it had me clenching my fists. I wasn’t even meant to still be alive, dammit. And yes, breathing was preferable, but I wasn’t supposed to have to worry about finances.

All the money I’d won, and now I was afraid to tip the maids when they brought toilet paper and freshened the room because I might need it to buy a greasy burger from the value menu in another week or two.

“I beg your pardon, Derek. I’m sensing a lot of anger in your demeanor. Would you like to talk about your feelings for a few minutes?” Ted’s voice startled me, nearly making me jump.

You could call me an asswipe because you wouldn’t be wrong, but my first thought was maybe if I talked, then Ted would stop. For a few blissful seconds, the monotone would end. For that thought alone, I wanted to slap myself.

Chagrined and blushing, I nodded. “You know what, Ted? You’re right. I think I am angry. I should warn you, though. My self-talk is so bitchy I really can’t even with my own damn self, so maybe it’s best I don’t share?”

Ted shocked me by laughing. Actually fucking laughing. “Derek, anger is a healthy emotion, part of the grieving process I was discussing with you. In a couple weeks, you’ll be finished with your cancer treatments, won’t you? This is when real-world problems and emotions start taking over again as the fear of dying recedes. But part of your recovery is whole body, and that means your mind. You have to deal with your feelings, Derek, if you want to be completely healed.”

He was so encouraging, I wanted to sink into the floor and bury myself on the spot. Seriously, could I have been a bigger jerk?

“You might be right, Ted. But how will talking about my anger help my other problems? Problems I was apparently too clueless to even see coming in time to make wiser decisions. My ex-boyfriend was right. I might be cute and have a great personality, but I’m really not equipped to manage my own life.”

“I feel like your ex-boyfriend might have had good intentions, but he was wrong. You mentioned having a bachelor’s degree? Unless somebody earned it for you, its existence alone proves you’re capable of being educated. If you don’t know how to manage your life, maybe you were never taught?”

Wow. His statement was… something to consider. “I mean, I definitely did the work. But my grandmother paid for my education. I never had to get a job. She wanted me to have the full college experience and not have to worry about anything. And growing up, the household staff took care of my needs. Any decisions were handled by my father.”

“And how did your upbringing make you feel, Derek?”

How did I feel? What kind of question was he asking?

“I don’t know, Ted. I will have to think about what I feel, I suppose. If you’re asking if my upbringing is what I’m angry about, I don’t know. Maybe? Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I’d rather break something then talk about this more.”

Ted’s eyes lit up. He sat forward, rubbing his palms together with a surprisingly normal grin. “Then you should. Take something you don’t care about or an item with negative memories and destroy it. Smash it, break it, burn it—do whatever it takes. I’ll be interested to know if you feel better after it’s gone.”

Don’t ask him, don’t go there, don’t you do it, Derek. No. Hard, unequivocal no. Annnd on my next breath, I found myself doing it, opening my mouth, and flapping my yap, and yes—arranging a follow-up visit.

It was patently obvious I not only had problems saying no, but I was also a martyr. There was no other explanation why I would voluntarily put myself through another grueling session with Monotone Ted.

Although he had made a good suggestion, and I had to admit the man deserved to hear the story later after I purged my anger in an epic way. First, I needed to figure out what I would destroy.

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About the Author

As an avid reader and big romance fan myself, I love sharing the stories of the different people who live in my imagination. My stories are filled with humor, a few tears, and the underlying message to not give up hope, even in the darkest of times, because life can change on a dime when you least expect it.

This theme comes from a lifetime of lessons learned on my own hard journey through the pains of poverty, the loss of more loved ones than I’d care to count, and the struggles of living through chronic illnesses. Life can be hard, but it can also be good! Through it all I’ve found that love, laughter, and family can make all the difference, and that’s what I try to bring to every tale I tell.

I’m a happily married mom with one snarky teenage boy, and three grown “kids of my heart.” I’m more widely known for my mPreg writings as Susi Hawke; this new name is a departure from that.

Whether written by Susan or Susi, the books are filled with that all-important love, laughter, and family I mentioned; the only difference is that this name has no male pregnancy. I look forward to sharing my stories with you, and to bringing more romance and laughter into this world that needs it so very badly.

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Audio Tour: Wood: A True Lover’s Story by A.E. Via

Wood: A True Lover’s Story | A.E. Via

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Audio Release Date: October 10th, 2020

Listening Length: 10hrs and 14 mins

Narrator: Tor Thom

Publisher: Tantor

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Blurb

It’s been a long seventeen years but Herschel Wood Jr. is finally a free man and he’s looking forward to reconnecting with his old cellmate, Bishop Stockley, who promised him a place to stay and some help getting back on his feet. Wood had a good life once upon time when he’d owned one of the most successful tattoo shops on the Virginia Beach Oceanfront – until a fatal accident that was his fault cost him everything.

Now at forty-six years old, all Wood wants is to work in another shop on the beach and find a mature, easygoing man to settle down with. But when he gets to his new place and finds he has to share the small trailer with Bishop’s childhood friend, he wasn’t expecting a sexy, smart-mouthed brat that enjoys pushing a man to his limits.

Wood pressed in tight until there was only misunderstanding between them, his mouth mere inches from Trent’s parted lips. “You wanted to get a reaction out of me, you annoying, immature little shit… now you’ve got one.”

Trent Armstrong has never been considered a catch. He’s a twenty-nine-year-old laborer, an ex-con, and not the easiest person to get along with. He’s used to being the one people cast to the side when they’re done with him. Everyone he’s ever cared about has walked out of his life without a backward glance, so he’s used to the loneliness. His foul mouth and quick temper are a great defense mechanism and an easy way to hide his hurt.

From the moment the tattooed, silver-haired man walked into the house there had been nothing but tension, side-eyeing, and sparks between them. Trent has always held back a side of himself that he’s terrified to explore, and without warning Wood’s voice, his maturity, that maddening scent, and even his damaged past all trigger feelings that Trent thought he’d buried deep long ago.

Trent went completely still when Wood dragged his nose over his forehead and down the side of his face. His voice was shaky, and his breaths were hot and swift along Wood’s throat. “What the hell are you doing?”

“I’m doing what you want me to do.” Wood whispered. “I’m playing your bullshit game, Trent.”

The True Lover’s Stories are connected standalones. Each title features a different couple but will contain previously mentioned characters. No multiple pairings. No cliffhanger. Ends with a HEA. Note: This is a steaming angsty, age gap, new-to-love romance.

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Excerpt

Wood sat uncomfortably in the weak aluminum chair in front of the halfway house director’s desk trying not to bear all his weight down on it. He was sure the flimsy thing had a hundred and fifty pound weight capacity restriction. Wood braced his elbows on his knees reaching for yet another document he had to sign.

Yes, I will report to my parole officer. No, I will not do illegal drugs. No, I won’t engage in any criminal activity. Yes, I will remain in an AA program. No, I will not try to contact my victims. Signed. Agreed. Now can I please just get the hell out of here already? As if the director heard his thoughts, he gave Wood a tight smile.

“One more form and I swear that’s it.” He chuckled loudly which quickly morphed into a rattling cough. “You got a place lined up, don’t ’cha?”

“Yeah,” Wood mumbled.

Mr. Mannis had to finish his hacking before he was able to accept the final form. He skimmed over Wood’s answers then glanced at him over the rim of his reading glasses. “I see your new place is in Norfolk.”

Wood didn’t answer noting those words weren’t posed as a question. He knew the expression Mr. Mannis wore. Norfolk could be a rough city and it’s also where Wood had gotten into trouble. He was advised to avoid certain places and types of people. He didn’t roll his eyes in irritation but he’d already been through this with his parole officer. Instead he listened quietly while he stared down at the three trash bags totaling his entire life’s possessions.

“And employment?”

Wood rubbed his hand over his beard before dropping his arm back to his thigh. He stared at the colorful ink wrapped around his forearm, his ink, his designs. “Yeah, I’m gonna stay on with the temp agency. It’s kept me with steady work so…”

Mr. Mannis nodded, and continued to stare at him for a long moment as if he had some kind of telepathic ability. “You know I’ve watched you around the house over the past several months and you seem to stay to yourself. Quiet. Didn’t make any friends… or enemies. You avoided the bullshit that goes on.” He glanced down at the folder. “I read your record, Mr. Wood. And I gotta tell ya, the man that’s lived under this roof the last six months doesn’t seem like the same man that did the things listed here.”

“But he did,” Wood gritted out.

The director cocked his head to the side and Wood held his glare with his own. “You still drink?”

“No.” And more fucking staring.

“The man on this paper sounds violent, angry and quick to-”

“The man on that paper did what he had to do to survive prison all right? And I heard you been doing this job long enough to know that.”

“I have,” Mr. Mannis snarled, leaning forward. “And I also know a man doesn’t do the kind of time you did and come out fine, come out as composed as you’re putting on.”

Wood got to his feet. “I never said I was fine, because you never asked how I was doing. But it doesn’t matter what you think you know. You don’t know me. And I’ve done the required sessions already. So, if you’ll excuse me I don’t wanna keep my ride waiting.”

Mr. Mannis rocked back in his creaky chair. “I hope I never see you again, Mr. Wood.”

“Just Wood. And I can make sure that happens for you.” Wood left the stifling office with his bags slung over his shoulders.

The cold December air felt good against his heated face as he stepped out the doors of his residence for the last five and half months. No more check-ins, bunk-partners, curfews, and a shit-ton of other rules he no longer had to adhere to. He hurried down the steps to the end of the long driveway finally feeling like a some-what free man. He’d gone from being told what to do every day for seventeen years in prison only to be released to Mr. Mannis’ mansion of rules and regulations. He glanced back at the large Victorian-style home, then towards the long street that led out of the city towards the interstate. He almost stumbled at the realization of what that long stretch of road meant. He was on his own now and shit was about to get serious. There was no one to tell him what to do and when to do it, and he admitted that fact scared the shit out of him. But his good friend Bishop Stockley did it and he heard he was getting by all right.

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About the Author

A.E. Via has been a best-selling author in the beautiful gay romance genre for six years now, but she’s no stranger to MM. She’s been an avid reader of gay literature for over twenty years before she picked up her laptop to place her own kiss on this genre. She’s also the founder and owner of Via Star Wings Books, having published a couple great, new up and coming MM authors.

A.E. has a Bachelor of Arts in Criminal Justice from Virginia Wesleyan College that she used to start her own paralegal firm after she graduated in 2008. She spent five years preparing and filing bankruptcy petitions for struggling blue collar workers who couldn’t afford to file with a lawyer. It was a rewarding and satisfying career… but another path called to her.
Writing.

A.E.’s novels embodies everything from hopelessly romantic to adventure, to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

She’s recently celebrated her 20th book anniversary, and is well-known for her hardcore, love hard, bad boy, alphas. However, she does like to push herself to step out of her comfort zone, exploring different tropes. She’s head over heels for gay romance and she has tons of more hot stories to tell.

Be sure to visit Adrienne on her social media pages and subscribe to her newsletter to never miss another release date! Go to A.E. Via’s official website http://authoraevia.com for more detailed information on how to contact her, follow her, or a sneak peek at upcoming work, free reads, VSWB submissions, and where she’ll appear next.

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Review Tour: A Boyfriend For Christmas by Jay Northcote

A Boyfriend For Christmas | Jay Northcote

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Blurb

Archie’s posh parents want him to meet a nice girl–how can he tell them he’s fallen for a bad boy instead? 

Closeted, innocent and lonely, Archie Arandale longs for someone special in his life. A Christmas party organised by his wealth management company is the last place he expects to meet the man of his dreams.

With his leather jacket, tattoos, and piercings, Cal Turner turns heads the moment he walks through the door. He definitely isn’t looking for a boyfriend, but Archie’s hesitant charm captures his attention, and sneaking off during the party to have a little fun can only make a dull evening more interesting.

After their reckless and thrilling encounter, Archie is keen for more experience and Cal is happy to oblige. The need for secrecy means this can only be a casual fling, yet as they spend time together in the run up to Christmas, their feelings become more intense than either of them had bargained for. How can Archie find the courage to tell his family about Cal, when Cal’s the exact opposite of the ‘nice girl’ they’ve been hoping for?

Contains: A closeted virgin, a tattooed biker, class differences, a dramatic coming out, a very inappropriate Christmas gift, and a happy ending (of course).

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About The Author

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Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England. He comes from a family of writers, but always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed him by. He spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content.

One day, Jay decided to try and write a short story—just to see if he could—and found it rather addictive. He hasn’t stopped writing since.

Jay writes contemporary romance about men who fall in love with other men. He self-publishes under the imprint Jaybird Press.

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