a look at ‘String of Pearls’ by E.D.Parr #Gay #Romance @parr_books @evernightpub


Thank you for
inviting me to your blog today with new release MM romance,
String of Pearls

The story is set in the same SciFi fantasy city as last
year’s release, The
Dreamboat
.
Indigo Vaughn, the warlock head of security, features in the
story along with a new cast of characters. When I wrote The Dreamboat, I
already had the new characters in my head along with their story. Tobias Mars
and Dante Pepper, the elite space pilots for the royal court, very nearly made
an appearance in The Dreamboat, but because that story is about Indigo at last
finding love, I decided they needed their own story.
Once upon a time Dante and Tobias were close to becoming
lovers, but Dante met Viridian and fell in love. Tobias has yet to meet his
love when String of Pearls, opens. He’s a man of high integrity, handsome,
caring, but also longing for love and sex. String of Pearls is his love story.

Blurb
Handsome, elite space pilot, Tobias Mars is completing a
special mission, when on a water planet, recently ravaged by space pirates, he
discovers Dreft Hann hiding and injured in the sand dunes.
There’s instant attraction between the two men, but
honorable Tobias believes the fact Dreft is in his care precludes him from
showing his growing love for the young man. What’s worse is his shocking
discovery of Dreft’s real identity. Even so, Tobias can’t deny his feelings for
Dreft.
When head of royal security, powerful warlock, Indigo Vaughn
discovers Dreft’s secret, he anticipates trouble.
As beautiful Dreft falls in love with Tobias and dreams of
joining the elite pilot squad, trouble is brewing from someone in Dreft’s past.
Will love finally win with so many obstacles in Tobias and
Dreft’s path?
Warning, the book contains MM sex, MMM sex, gay anal sex, MM
oral sex

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Read an excerpt
Tobias
Mars gazed at Dreft lying on top of the bed in room ten of the infirmary.
Hari’s treatment had worked wonders and not only on Dreft’s wounds. Hari had
cleaned Dreft up. His hair, now a dirt-free glossy hazelnut brown was brushed
back to show off the handsome planes of his face. Hari had replaced Dreft’s
strange boy-like clothes with the infirmary’s grey cotton pants and t-shirt. The man was, as his colleague, Dante,
put it, deliciously pretty. For a fleeting moment, Tobias wondered what it
would be like to kiss those perfect lips and hold that muscular body to his
own. He shook the thought away.

Dreft
opened his eyes and a shy smile spread on his mouth. As Tobias neared him, he
shuffled up the bed to sit. “Thank you so much for helping me, sir.”
Tobias
pulled a chair beside the bed and sat. “My name’s Tobias, Tobias Mars—no need
to call me sir. How are you feeling?”

The
handsome man’s eyes held gratitude. “I’m so much better. Thank you. I noticed
the insignia on your jacket, sir.”

Tobias
grinned as his fingers went to trace the gold and blue embroidered crest. “I’m
one of the queen’s pilot explorers. I guess you could call us the elite unit.
All the same, call me Tobias. I’d like that.”

“I’ve
heard that you have to be aristocracy to be chosen for the unit. Is that true?”

A
little frown creased between Tobias’s eyes. “Have you? Where’d you hear that?”
A spike of worry prevented him from answering with the truth. His intense
security training from the warlock, Indigo Vaughn, threw a question into his
mind. Could Dreft be a rival court’s spy
or even assassin?

“Sorry.
I mean no harm. I heard a lot of things during my years as a slave.” Dreft’s
voice held anxiety. His blue eyes clouded.

Witnessing
Dreft’s unease, a wave of kindness softened Tobias’s look and tone. “How long
were you a slave?” He remembered Hari’s description of the scars on Dreft’s
back.

Sadness
passed in Dreft’s eyes. “Five years—I’ve been a slave since I was stolen from
my home when I was eighteen. I, I’d become desperate, hence the leap from the
ship when we cruised reasonably low to take water from the lake on the planet
where you rescued me.” His voice cracked a little.

Tobias
watched fear replace the sadness in the young man’s eyes. He wanted to lighten
the mood. “Hey, are you hungry? I bet Hari hasn’t given you breakfast and I’ve
not eaten yet. Do you feel up to a little walk? My home isn’t far. I have loads
of food—fruit, pancakes, savory pastries, and coffee. What do you say?”

Dreft
gave him the most endearing look.
“I’m very hungry.”

Tobias
stood and pushed the chair away from the bed. He held out his arm for Dreft to
take and helped him stand. “Hang on. You have no shoes.” Tobias left Dreft
perched on the side of the bed. He went to the closet inset at the end of the wall and brought back a pair
of felt slip-ons for Dreft.

Dreft
pushed his feet into them. “Thank you. I think the medicA threw away what I was
wearing.”

“Hari
is the best medicA available. I trust him implicitly, but he’s a hygiene fanatic.
He probably burned what you were
dressed in.” Tobias laughed. “Can you manage or will you take my arm. It’s a
gesture of support.”

Dreft’s
gaze raked Tobias’s face and he smiled softly. “I know the clothes you found me
in probably gave you the impression I’m a pirate’s plaything. I’d like to
explain—”

“You
don’t need to—” Tobias hurried to assure Dreft.

“I
want to.” He held Tobias’s arm.

“After
you’ve eaten, then.” Tobias led the way from the room, along the corridor and out of the infirmary door. His villa was two
doors down from Dante’s and he walked slowly favoring Dreft’s halting steps.

“I’m
limping but Hari said my legs were only bruised under the abrasions. Sorry. I
didn’t expect them to hurt so much. My ribs don’t and they were broken.”

“Hari
fixed your ribs and administered slow release pain reliever at the site. He
fixed your abrasions somewhat, but it’s good to heal naturally where possible.
He wants you to rest.” A smile sprang to Tobias’s lips. “If he sees us, he’ll
probably say to me, ‘Sir, you got Dreft Hann up too soon.’”

©E.D. Parr, Evernight
Publishing, 2018

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a look at ‘Perfect Odds’ by Lashanta Charles #Contemporary #Romance @twiety01 @SDSXXTours

Perfect Odds
by Lashanta Charles
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Calista Brenner refuses to let go of her past. She had her entire life figured out…except, maybe that was only in her mind. Being stood up for her own wedding should be a clue. Regardless, she’s determined to fix this. She just needs a plan and if there’s one thing she’s good at, it’s planning. It doesn’t matter that she’s a whirlwind of clumsy chaos. All she has to do is stay away from the gorgeously irritating Jayce Cranston and her wedding-her life-will be back on track. That’s exactly what she wants. Right?
Jayce Cranston has somehow let himself be bamboozled. One minute he’s enjoying his quiet existence in his home in the outskirts of Buffalo, NY and the next he’s dealing with a beautiful alcoholic and her penchant for trouble. And with his business manager out of the office, he has to actually . . . deal with people. Surprisingly, the little ball of clumsiness is making that task so much easier to handle.
Neither of them could have guessed that Calista’s past would decide it wants to be her future and will stop at nothing to make that a reality. Could she accept that maybe her carefully laid plans weren’t as careful as she thought? Will Jayce be able to show her that he’s worth a chance and, together, their oddities can be perfect?
LaShanta Charles is from South Carolina, but currently lives in Tacoma, WA. She’s married, has three tiny humans who constantly mooch off of her, and is active duty in the US Army. She’s a homebody who adores SLEEPING, reading (romance, especially RH, paranormal, and sci-fi), eating, white chocolate mochas, SLEEPING, Reese’s PB Cups (but only the ones stuffed with Reese’s Pieces), and writing. Oh, and she hates spiders; why do they need EIGHT legs?
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a look at ‘Without Condition’ by Lynn Burke #series #erotic #suspense @AuthorLynnBurke

#Contemporary #Erotic #Romance #Suspense #Series #HEA #MayDecember
 

 Without Condition

Sandy Ridge 3
Heat Level: 4
Release Date: November 14, 2018

 *Be warned: Anal sex, spanking

Nothing but Kayla’s fingers and not-so-trusty vibrator have given her an orgasm in almost a year,

and the one man she’s hell-bent on breaking

her losing streak hides behind his badge. Detective “Hottie Pants” Ford thwarts her

every attempt at seduction, and even though vandalisms,

a trashed apartment, and physical assault keeps throwing them together,

he refuses to attempt a relationship ever again.

She sees past his façade into the man hiding his pain behind unbreakable rules

and inflexible conditions, but even after the fiery chemistry

between them ignites, she struggles to prove to him she is nothing like the woman

who jaded him for life.

Heartbroken, Kayla decides on a vacation to help her peace of mind—and ends

up at Sandy Ridge. With danger hot on her heels, can the

man she turns to first recognize Kayla for who she is? Will he give her the chance

she needs to let him know she wants him without condition,

before it’s too late?

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 ADULT EXCERPT:

Detective Ford’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “I can’t do this again.”
“Do what?” Kayla whispered even though he spoke as though to himself.
A muscle in his clenched jaw ticked, and it took him a few seconds to answer.
“Get involved.”
I’m not her, she thought to argue, but what did he know beyond the truth of her life? A rich
young woman over ten years his junior whose daddy spoiled her rotten…
Thinking he might turn on his heel and walk out without her even getting a chance
to taste his lips twisted Kayla’s
stomach.
“I don’t want a house and the picket fence, Detective.” The words spilled from her.
“Jacob,” he murmured, his gaze still on her lips.
“I don’t dream about rainbows and unicorns, Jacob,” Kayla whispered, her mind
set on having him, giving her more boldness than usual. “I
dream about your skin pressed against mine. Your mouth on my body,
giving me what I want.”
He blinked, his gaze jerking up to her eyes, and he lifted his chin just enough,
it felt as though he peered down at her. “Tell me what you want,
Kayla.”
Alpha and commanding… yes, please. Emboldened, Kayla looked up at him
through her lashes.
“I want you to fuck me.”
Jacob worked his jaw and thank fuck, lust rose to shimmer in his eyes.
“I’m not a gentle man.”
“I don’t want gentle.”
“I don’t do the cuddle and pillow talk bullshit after fucking a woman.”
All in, Kayla wasn’t about to hold back.
“Can’t cuddle and pillow talk if you bend me over the table in the back room.”
The man didn’t even flinch. “Conflict of interest, then.”
Kayla huffed a snort and dropped her arms, determined to win her way into the
damn man’s slacks. She approached on trembling legs,
her heartbeat pounding in her chest. His gray striped tie beckoned to her, and
she slid the material between two fingers, trailing downward until she reached the end. Her
fingertips rested on his belt buckle, and she lifted her gaze.
“Bullshit excuses,” she whispered.
His breath left in a rush, fanning her face with the scent of wintergreen.
“Kayla…”
“Jacob.” She quirked the corner of her lip.
War raged in his eyes, tensing his body looming over hers. That jaded, he probably
hadn’t been intimate with too many women since his ex.
“Can I touch you?” she asked, breathless as hell and soaked through the bit of
satin covering her throbbing pussy. Kayla slowly slid her hand
downward, and when Jacob didn’t stop her, she found his cock, hard and heavy
along his left thigh.
“You want me.”
His lips pursed, and Kayla squeezed his impressive girth, drawing a groan from
his chest deep enough his mouth parted.
“Yes.” The whispered confession left his lips, and he grabbed her, yanking her
full against his body. He crushed his mouth to hers before her
held breath escaped, his soft yet demanding lips spinning her head. One hand
fisted in her hair, Jacob tilted her head, thrusting his tongue
between her lips.
Kayla moaned and sagged against him as his tongue swept along hers, tasting and
devouring exactly as she’d hoped.
© Lynn Burke 2018

 ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

 Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories.
A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to
escape the reality of city life.