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    Sweet Possession
    A.M. Salinger
    (Nights Series #5)
    Publication date: May 15th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, LGBTQ+, Romance

    I don’t want to ruin his future. I don’t want him to miss out on having a family. I should let him go — Luke

    I love him. And I know he loves me. So why is he pulling away from me? — Ash

    Settled in his new life in Singapore with the man he has loved his entire life finally at his side, Ash Colby has never been happier. Not only does Luke fulfill him body and soul, their future together could not be any brighter.

    Luke still cannot believe that Ash is finally his. But although he loves Ash more than life itself and has finally found a partner who can satisfy his carnal needs, Luke doesn’t want to get in the way of the young Colby heir’s future. When he decides to give their relationship some breathing space, Luke cannot foresee the despicable act he will commit the night Ash finally challenges him about his cool behavior.

    With their love and their future at stake, can Ash force Luke to face his fears and admit they truly do belong together? Or will Luke’s stubbornness and remorse tear their burgeoning relationship apart?

    Find out if Ash and Luke find their happy ever after in this fifth novella in the hot, contemporary romance series Nights by A.M. Salinger. Note from the author: Although each book in Nights can be read as a standalone, you will enjoy this series even more if you read the books in order!

    This is a novella length MM romance with a HEA.

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    EXCERPT:

    Luke Rutherford leaned against the sliding door that opened onto the sun deck and took a sip of his coffee while he watched the man in the pool. His gaze followed the clean lines of Ash Colby’s shoulders and his strong, toned back before lingering on the powerful legs scissoring through the water. Legs that had been wrapped around Luke’s hips only hours ago when they were making love and that had gripped his body with savage ferocity when Ash came apart beneath him, his hole quivering and clenching hungrily on Luke’s dick while he bowed his spine and cried out in mindless pleasure.

    Luke still couldn’t believe the gorgeous young man cleaving the water so seamlessly twenty feet from where he stood was finally his. Having doted on Ash since the day he was born and been consumed with desire for him for the last six years, Luke had always imagined his forbidden love for the boy who had grown up looking up to him as a brother was doomed from the start. Furthermore, as Ash’s former guardian and the current trustee of the Colby trust fund, Luke had known acting on his carnal urges would blur the boundaries of acceptable behavior, even after Ash turned eighteen and stopped being his ward. Besides, Luke hadn’t ever once imagined Ash would even care for him in that way.

    That Ash had been in love with him for even longer than he had, had come as a complete shock to Luke.

    It wasn’t until Luke had forcibly relocated Ash from Stanford to Singapore two months ago that the complicated charade both men had been playing for the last five years finally came crashing down around them. Uprooting Ash from the only life he had ever known in the US was not a decision Luke had taken lightly, the drastic measure having been forced upon him by the actions of Ash’s estranged Aunt Catherine Bernardino—the sister of Ash’s dead father, Charles Colby.

    Half a decade after Luke squashed the beginnings of a deadly plot that could have ended Ash’s life and delivered the substantial inheritance locked in the Colby trust fund to his only living relative, Catherine, the woman had had the gall to contact Luke again to blackmail him. Having paid her and her husband off handsomely to get the hell out of Ash’s life for good, Luke had not taken kindly to her threat, nor had he been able to control his rage when he discovered the true extent of the damage the woman who had nearly destroyed his and Ash’s relationship had caused all those years ago.

    It was only Ash’s presence that quelled his burning desire to find and physically hurt Catherine that day. Ash’s touch that soothed Luke’s agonizing pain at the realization that he had inadvertently hurt the person he loved most in this world. Ash’s kiss that transformed the storm inside his heart into a maelstrom of passion that had seen Luke take the young man’s virginity, finally making him his in every sinful and sacred sense of the word.

    It was also Ash who had abruptly ended the nightmare situation Catherine had been trying to create to extract more money from Luke. Having broken the permanent injunction order forbidding the Bernardinos from making any form of contact with Ash, the couple had had a petition for contempt filed against them in California in the last month and were currently facing jail time. Add to this fresh evidence gathered by the PI firm Luke had had keeping an eye out on them showing the fraudulent investments they had made with the money Luke had given them five years ago, and Luke knew he and Ash had finally seen the last of the Bernardinos.

    With Ash settling into his new life at the university in Singapore and their relationship coming along in leaps and bounds, Luke had never known such happiness.

    His dick stirred as Ash completed his final lap and climbed out of the pool, sunlight dancing on his glistening, honey-colored skin, and toned limbs. Not only was Luke utterly and blissfully content, he had also never been so completely and utterly sexually satisfied.

    Luke had discovered he possessed a high sex drive when he was still in his teens and had bedded plenty of women and men over the years to fulfill his formidable carnal needs. Yet the gratification he found in Ash’s arms was something new to him. More than the searing pleasure of being inside Ash’s body, more than the fierce orgasms they achieved every time they made love, what Luke treasured above all was the sense of completeness he found in Ash’s arms. He had never felt so whole in his entire life. It was as if they were two pieces of a puzzle, made for one another from the day they were born and destined to be together for eternity.

    The fiery ardor of their first night together had only gotten stronger in the last two months, with Ash as eager to explore his burgeoning sensuality as Luke was keen to teach him. Seeing Ash discover what a sexual being he was had become Luke’s new addiction, as was watching the young man climax. It was a craving that had been too long denied, a secret obsession that consumed Luke whenever they breathed the same air.

    Ash dried himself with a towel and headed toward him, oblivious to the filthy thoughts crowding Luke’s mind. “Morning.” He rose on his tiptoes and dropped a chaste peck on Luke’s lips, his steel-blue gaze bright. “I thought I’d take an early morning swim before we started our day. What time is John’s housewarming party again?”

    Luke placed his coffee on the garden table, looped his arm around Ash’s waist, and pulled him in tight before swooping down to take his mouth in a searing kiss. Ash moaned and eagerly parted his lips, letting Luke in. Their tongues clashed deliciously. Ash dropped the towel and gripped Luke’s shoulders, his glazed eyes fluttering closed under the sensual assault.

    Luke was rock hard by the time he ended the kiss.

    “It starts at two,” he murmured, his pulse racing erratically.

    John Peace, Luke’s secretary, had finally given in to his long-suffering partner’s wishes and bought a place with him.

    “What do you have to do before then?” Ash asked hoarsely, his hips twitching and his erection digging into Luke’s left thigh.

    Luke swallowed a groan.

    You. I want to do you.

    Although Luke wanted nothing more than to take the young man in his arms and go straight back to bed to fuck the living daylights out of him, some urgent paperwork needed his attention. Being the head of the billion-dollar Rutherford Industries and the only surviving heir of the Rutherford dynasty meant hardly a day passed when Luke didn’t have something to do for work, even on a Sunday. Not that he minded it. He would never have driven Rutherford Industries to the dizzying heights of success they had achieved since he took command of his family business had he not truly been passionate about the job.

    Still, Luke always made sure to find time for Ash since he’d moved the young man in with him. Like having dinner together every night even if it meant Ash coming over to his office in Marina Bay and bringing the meals their housekeeper, Xin, prepared for them when Luke was having a late night at work. Or their lazy Sunday mornings when they would have breakfast out on the sun deck and relax in each other’s company.

    “I need to look over some documents,” Luke said reluctantly. “You?”

    Ash grimaced.

    “I have a couple more hours to do on an assignment due tomorrow.” He wrinkled his beautiful nose. “Remember that international architecture and design competition I told you about—the one in Madrid? Well, my supervisor at Stanford and my new professor here entered me into it without telling me first. The deadline is in six weeks. I have to work on that project as well as all my regular coursework.”

    Luke’s heart swelled with pride. He’d always known Ash was incredibly talented. The fact that the people around Ash were acknowledging this in their own way thrilled Luke like few things could.

    He dropped a kiss on Ash’s forehead and tipped his chin up.

    “You can do it. I believe in you.”

    Ash smiled, his eyes sparkling with happiness. His expression faltered a moment later. “Shit.”

    “What?” Luke said, tensing up.

    Ash tugged his lower lip between his teeth and dropped his gaze to Luke’s mouth. “I really wanna have sex right now.”

    Luke groaned at the sinfully sensuous look on Ash’s face. This kid will be the death of me.

    “Don’t,” Luke muttered. “I’m only barely holding on myself.”

    Ash’s eyes widened when his gaze dropped to Luke’s glorious erection tenting the front of his pajama bottoms. He grinned and ran his index finger along Luke’s hard length.

    “What a brave trooper.”

    Luke shuddered, his cock jerking at Ash’s teasing touch. “You’re playing with fire, Ash,” he warned gruffly.

    Ash looked up at him, his eyes darkening, his expression utterly unrepentant. “We gave Xin the day off, right?”

    Luke nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

    Ash’s lips curved in a seductive grin. He raised his hands to his hips and took off his swimming trunks.

    Luke’s pulse spiked as his hot gaze roamed Ash’s delectable, naked body and his straining, flushed dick.

    Ash arched an eyebrow. “I bet I can halve the time it takes to complete that assignment. Why don’t you look over your documents and come find me? I’ll be in the bedroom.” Ash licked his lips and palmed Luke’s cock lightly. “Waiting for you to sink this—,” he tugged playfully on Luke’s shaft, causing him to groan, “—so deep inside me, I’ll see stars.”

    Ash headed past Luke and gave him a come-hither look over his shoulder as he sashayed into the mansion, the swimming trunks swinging carelessly from his index finger.

    Fuck.

    Luke vacillated for all of five seconds before following Ash.

    His reason fled when he entered the bedroom and found Ash lying on their bed, fingers already working lube into his ass while he stroked his hard dick, his thighs open wide in an unmistakable invitation, his blue eyes dark and sultry with desire.

    Luke was inside Ash in less than ten seconds and brought him to his first orgasm in under five minutes.

    They barely made it to John’s housewarming party.

     

    Author Bio:

    Ava Marie Salinger is the pen name of an Amazon bestselling author who has always wanted to write scorching hot contemporary and erotic romance. In 2018, she finally decided to venture to the steamy side. NIGHTS is the first of several sizzling series featuring sweet, sexy men and women with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to fight for their hearts. When she’s not dreaming up hotties to write about, you’ll find Ava creating kickass music playlists to write to, spying on the wildlife in her garden, drooling over gadgets, and eating Chinese.

    Want to be the first to know about Ava’s new releases and get access to exclusive content, sneak previews, sales, and giveaways ? Then sign up to her Reader Group here and join her VIP Facebook Fan Group here.

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    Book Blitz|Sweet Obsession (Night Series, #4)

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    Sweet Obsession
    A.M. Salinger
    (Night Series, #4)
    Publication date: April 17th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, LGBTQ+, Romance

    He is the one person I love more than life itself. The one person I will do my utmost to protect. The one person I can never touch — Luke

    He is the only one I have ever wanted. The only man I would ever need for as long as I breathe. But he doesn’t love me. No, he hates me —Ash

    Ash Colby wants nothing more than to free himself of the man who broke his heart the night he turned seventeen. But when Luke Rutherford, his former guardian and heir of Rutherford Industries, forces him to move from his quiet college life in Stanford to the other side of the world, Ash snaps and decides to confront Luke about their past.

    Luke has loved Ash since he was a child and been in love with him for over half a decade. Having protected Ash from the woman who wanted to hurt the young Colby heir in the past, Luke must act swiftly in order to keep Ash safe from harm once more. But when his bold move backfires on him, Luke must face the consequences of the decision he took on the night Ash turned seventeen.

    Will Ash forgive Luke when he discovers the truth behind the terrible act he witnessed five years ago? And as the walls Luke had erected to protect Ash from his lust come crumbling down around him, will he overcome his guilty conscience and finally admit his true feelings for Ash?

    If you like sweet, sexy men with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to win their hearts, then you’ll love this novella in the hot, contemporary romance series Nights by A.M. Salinger. Note from the author: Although each book in Nights can be read as a standalone, you will enjoy this series even more if you read the books in order!

    This is a novella length MM romance with a HFN. Luke and Ash’s HEA is coming in 2018!

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    This asshole!

    Ash Colby scowled at his watch. He took a shallow breath, uncrossed his legs, and propped his elbows on his knees. The motion brought pain surging across his temples. The migraine had been with him for the last two hours. Although he would have loved to blame it on the humidity of Singapore’s late September monsoon season, Ash knew his current circumstances had led to the headache jackhammering against his skull. The fact that he’d just gotten off a seventeen-hour flight from San Francisco wasn’t helping either.

    Ash rubbed a hand across the back of his neck before glaring at the secretary seated behind the modern walnut desk to his left.

    “He knows I’m waiting, right?” Ash snapped.

    John Peace sighed and nudged his smart, black-rimmed specs up his nose.

    “Yes, Ash. Luke is aware that you’ve been waiting a while.”

    “Forty fucking minutes is not a while, John,” Ash said between gritted teeth.

    “Language, Ash,” the secretary murmured.

    Ash looked around the chic marble and wood waiting room overlooking a panoramic vista of the dazzling city and sun-kissed bay beyond the glass wall behind the secretary’s desk.

    “There’s no one else here.”

    John ignored Ash’s acerbic observation and studied him steadily.

    “You look a bit peaky. Would you like some water?”

    Ash scowled. He knew the secretary was only trying to be helpful, but he was past caring at this point.

    “No, I don’t want fucking water, John. I want to know why my lord and master has summoned me all the way here from Stanford five days before term starts.”

    Ash couldn’t help grind his teeth as he recalled the terse phone conversation from two days ago. The motion exacerbated the band of tension gripping his head and raised his ire further.

    “Luke would like to see you,” John had said coolly when he’d called Ash at eight on a Sunday morning.

    Ash frowned as he walked through the front door of his condo. He dropped his gym bag on a chair and headed to his bedroom.

    “What’s this about, John?” he said, irritated. He sat on the edge of the bed, kicked off his shoes, and fell backward onto the sheets. “And when did he get back to San Francisco?”

    John hesitated. “He isn’t in San Francisco.”

    Ash blinked at the ceiling before slowly sitting up, his incredulity quickly turning to anger.

    “Wait a minute. You’re telling me Luke is in Singapore and he wants me to go there to see him? Fuck no!” he growled.

    John sighed. “This is important, Ash. You know Luke wouldn’t make such a request unless it was an urgent matter.”

    Ash rubbed a hand across his eyes and swallowed hard. There was no denying the truth in the secretary’s words.

    Luke Rutherford, Ash’s former guardian and the current custodian of his rather substantial trust fund, was not a fickle man.

    Ash inhaled shakily and tried to quell his rising temper. “Can you at least tell me what this is—”

    Someone took the phone from John.

    Ash froze when Luke came on the line.

    “A car is coming to pick you up in thirty minutes. Pack a bag and be ready. The jet’s already at the airport.”

    Ash stared blindly ahead as the line suddenly went dead. He listened to the dial tone for a stunned moment before flinging the phone across the room and throwing himself back on the bed. A cry of rage left Ash’s lips as he raked his hands through his hair. Despite the fury and frustration burning in his veins at Luke’s outrageous command, Ash could not help the shudder of awareness that raced through him after hearing Luke’s voice.

    It had been over a year since they last spoke.

    For one insane moment, Ash considered not obeying the man who quite literally owned him, body and soul. The man he had been in love with for as long as he could remember. The man who had broken his heart and shattered his dreams five years ago, on the night of Ash’s seventeenth birthday.

    The thought of the possible reprisals Luke would visit upon him if he did not get on that plane sent a quiver of apprehension through Ash. The guy was capable of anything. Just as Luke had promised, the car arrived promptly at eight thirty and Ash lifted off from San Francisco International Airport an hour later.

    Ash sighed, his thoughts returning to his current predicament as he leaned back on the expensive Barcelona chair and propped his feet on the coffee table. He ignored John’s disapproving stare and indicated the walnut door opposite from where he sat with a jerk of his head.

    “So, who does he have in there? Must be someone damn important if he’s ignoring me for this long.” Ash paused. “Not that the asshole doesn’t ignore me on a regular basis anyway.”

    John pinched the bridge of his nose. “I would really appreciate it if you didn’t keep calling Luke an asshole, Ash. And, yes, he’s got his asset manager in with him right now. Mr. Sorvino flew in from Tokyo yesterday and is heading straight to Japan after their meeting.”

    “Yippee for Mr. Sorvino,” Ash muttered. “Lucky bastard. I hope I’m back on the jet tonight as well.”

    John hesitated. He opened his mouth and closed it soundlessly.

    A tendril of unease shot through Ash as he stared at the secretary’s face. He narrowed his eyes. “What?”

    “Nothing,” John murmured.

    Ash was still studying him suspiciously when Luke’s door opened. A man walked out of the office.

    The stranger was tall and dark, with a commanding presence that had as much to do with his handsome face and his arresting gunmetal eyes as it did with his incredibly ripped body. Had Ash not been unreservedly in love with Luke, he would have found the guy captivating.

    A figure appeared behind the asset manager. Ash’s mouth went dry when Luke stepped out of the room.

    At six foot two, Luke Rutherford’s hard bodied, toned frame more than matched the man beside him. With dark hair that most women would kill to sink their hands into, finely trimmed stubble that framed a strong, angular jaw, and amber eyes that had the power to silence a crowded room, Luke Rutherford was not only sinfully attractive, he was also the embodiment of a successful businessman and billionaire.

    Ash swallowed.

    Sexy fucker.

    Author Bio:

    Ava Marie Salinger is the pen name of an Amazon bestselling thriller author who has always wanted to write scorching hot contemporary and erotic romance. In 2017, she finally decided to venture to the steamy side. NIGHTS is the first of several sizzling series featuring sweet, sexy men and women with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to fight for their hearts. When she’s not dreaming up hotties to write about, you’ll find Ava creating kickass music playlists to write to, spying on the wildlife in her garden, drooling over gadgets, and eating Chinese.

    Want to be the first to know about Ava’s new releases and get access to exclusive content, sneak previews, sales, and giveaways ? Then sign up to her Reader Group here: https://www.amsalinger.com/subscribe/

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    Tokyo Heat ♦♦♦Book Blitz♦♦♦ Night Series

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    Tokyo Heat
    A.M. Salinger
    (Night Series, #3)
    Publication date: March 13th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, LGBTQ+, Romance

    I want him. I love him. But I don’t know if he feels the same way about me — Gabe

    I cherish him. I need him. But I don’t think I have any love left to give him — Cam

    A year has passed since Cam Sorvino challenged Gabe Anderson to grant him one night of torrid sex. Now living together and settled in a scorching hot relationship, Cam is happy with things as they are. Until the day Gabe says the three little words Cam is most afraid to hear.

    Having overcome the terrible scars of his own past, Gabe knows Cam still has his own demons to fight. But when Gabe inadvertently confesses his love, he can only watch helplessly as Cam distances himself from their relationship.

    Will Cam’s fear of having his heart ripped apart drive away the only man he’s ever truly cared for? Or will Gabe finally convince Cam to dare embrace a future with him?

    Find out if Gabe and Cam find their happy ever after in this third novella in the hot, contemporary romance series Nights by A.M. Salinger. Note from the author: although each book in Nights can be read as a standalone, you will enjoy this series better if you read the books in order!

    This is a novella length MM Romance with a HEA.

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    EXCERPT:

    Shit!

    Gabe gave his inbox a final glance, logged off, and rose from his desk. He glanced out of the panoramic windows to his left as he shrugged into his suit jacket.

    Dusk cast red and orange streaks across the sky above Tokyo, the light washing through the glass and painting amber shadows on the crisp white walls of his office. He looked at his watch, cursed under his breath, and grabbed his bag.

    He was five minutes late.

    Gabe’s gaze collided with a curious stare as he turned toward the door. A man with dark blond hair and blue eyes stood watching him, one shoulder propped against the frame.

    “Got plans for the weekend?” he drawled, cocking an elegant eyebrow.

    Gabe smiled, hoping his restlessness didn’t show.

    “Yes, I do.”

    Rhys Damon studied him for a moment longer before letting out a sigh.

    “Ah, to be in love and shacked up.”

    Gabe felt his ears grow warm at his boss’s teasing expression.

    “I wouldn’t go as far as that,” he mumbled.

    “I thought you’d moved in with him,” Rhys said, surprise flashing in his blue gaze. “What’s it been? Six months?”

    “I did, and it’s been six and a half,” Gabe muttered.

    Not that I’m counting.

    He swallowed a groan at Rhys’s sudden sly grin.

    “I just sent you the final plans for the Hudson resort,” Gabe said. “Let me know—”

    Rhys!” someone suddenly barked from across the expanse of the open-plan office space outside.

    They turned and stared at the hulking, dark-haired man standing in the doorway of a glass room on the opposite side of the floor. Wade Tucker—the other brain behind the incredibly successful, multi-award-winning Chicago-based design firm currently taking Tokyo by storm—scowled at Rhys.

    Rhys grimaced.

    “It seems the big bad wolf has awakened.” He glanced at Gabe. “Quick, run before he sinks his teeth into you too.”

    Gabe hurried toward the elevator and glanced over his shoulder at the two men facing each other stiffly across the empty office. He doubted he was the only one who had noticed the increasing tension between the firm’s partners over the last year.

    Best friends since their college days, Rhys Damon and Wade Tucker had followed in each other’s footsteps throughout their early careers, often as rivals bidding for the same contracts. They’d finally set up shop as Damon & Tucker. Twelve years on and their company was now among the top twenty in the business for luxury interior design, consulting, and branding, catering to some of the most exclusive resorts and hotel chains around the world, as well as affluent private clients.

    All thoughts of his bosses’ woes fled Gabe’s mind when he exited the lift and entered the lobby of the glass-and-steel edifice that housed the Tokyo branch of the firm.

    A man stood leaning against a navy-blue Jaguar saloon parked at the curb outside, hands tucked in the pockets of his tailored suit and powerful legs crossed at the ankles. He seemed oblivious to the stares he was drawing from the passersby and office workers leaving the building, his eyes focused on the foyer.

    Although the car was a stunning piece of art and engineering, Gabe knew it was its dark-haired owner who had captured the avid interest of the men and women openly ogling him.

    Gabe’s pulse jumped when he met the man’s gunmetal stare through the glass wall. He still couldn’t quite believe that he was going out with Cam Sorvino, the king of one-night stands. His gaze dropped from Cam’s stunning face and full lips, to his stubbled jaw and hard physique.

    Nor can I believe I’ve had sex with that gorgeous body.

    Heat warmed Gabe’s cheeks when he recalled the last time they’d shared a bed.

    It had been over a week ago, a fact that had obviously frustrated Cam as he barely let Gabe sleep that night. His job as an asset manager for one of the biggest investment firms in Asia had taken him to Singapore for most of the last month and he only returned to Tokyo on the weekends, often late on Saturday afternoons.

    Though Gabe loved nothing more than being in Cam’s arms, he knew the commute was taking its toll on his lover, which was why he’d asked Cam to fly back early this week.

    Cam’s gaze grew heavy-lidded as Gabe crossed the sidewalk and approached the car. Gabe knew that if it wasn’t for the people around them, Cam would have pulled him into his embrace and kissed him senseless. Gabe stifled a sigh, somewhat grateful for their audience.

    Once they started touching each other, there would be no stopping them. And Cam’s libido had turned voracious as of late, his appetite not even remotely quenched until they’d had at least four rounds of toe-curling sex and Gabe’s voice was hoarse from crying and moaning in pleasure.

    “I’ve packed us a couple of overnight bags, like you instructed,” Cam said in a smoky voice that sent tingles down Gabe’s spine as he opened the passenger door of the Jag. “So, where are we headed, Mr. Anderson?”

    Gabe slipped onto the cream leather seat and waited until Cam climbed in beside him before giving him the address of the place he’d booked them in for the weekend.

    Cam raised an eyebrow.

    “The beach?” His lips curved. “Does this mean I get to see you in swim trunks?”

    Gabe’s pulse skittered at the passionate gleam in the gray eyes watching him.

    “It’s a hot springs, so, no.”

    Cam grinned.

    “Even better. You’ll be naked.”

    Gabe rolled his eyes as Cam started the engine and steered the Jag around.

    Although the drive to the Izu Peninsula took over two hours, the time flew by while they chatted about their week, soft jazz music playing from the speakers as the vehicle ate away the miles.

    Cam’s eyes widened when he drove into the paved courtyard of the traditional Japanese inn sitting on the small spur of land jutting out from the coastline, the headlights briefly illuminating the golden stretch of sand leading to the Pacific Ocean. He parked the car, his gaze lingering on the open vista before switching to Gabe.

    “Nice.”

    Gabe smiled, a flutter of excitement sending his pulse racing at the night he’d planned for them.

    “I’m glad you like it.”

    They collected their bags from the trunk and headed for the entrance.

    Cam hesitated when they reached the porch, his hand on the handle of the front door.

    “You didn’t design this one too, did you?”

    Gabe blinked. His ears grew hot as he suddenly recollected the exclusive Tokyo hotel where they’d first made love a year ago. It was where he’d also rather splendidly lost his cherry to the magnificent man beside him. Gabe’s cock twitched as he thought of that night. Though sex with Cam always blew his mind, their first time together was incredibly precious to Gabe.

    It was Cam who had finally helped him overcome the trauma of his past, when he’d nearly been raped by five men who’d paid his then boyfriend to tape their vile acts on camera, leaving him unable to sleep with anyone for over eight years despite regularly seeing a therapist. The gentle yet passionate way Cam had made love to him that time, how Cam had engraved his touch and scent on Gabe’s body until he utterly and completely lost himself in the act, how he’d brought Gabe to one earth-shattering climax after another—all of it were priceless memories Gabe would take to his grave. Not that he would ever admit this to Cam.

    Gabe chuckled at his lover’s guarded expression.

    “No, I didn’t design this place.”

    Relief flashed across Cam’s face.

    “Good. I’d seriously feel as if I were committing blasphemy otherwise.” Cam sniffed. “Not that sex with you isn’t the most unholy, wicked thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. I mean, there’s some stuff we’ve done that I—”

    “Shut up, Cam!” Gabe hissed, clamping a hand over Cam’s mouth as a hostess headed across the foyer toward them.

    Cam grinned and licked Gabe’s palm. Gabe swallowed a groan at the tingle that shot through him.

    This erotic asshole.

     

    Author Bio:

    Ava Marie Salinger is the pen name of an Amazon bestselling thriller author who has always wanted to write scorching hot contemporary and erotic romance. In 2017, she finally decided to venture to the steamy side. NIGHTS is the first of several sizzling series featuring sweet, sexy men and women with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to fight for their hearts. When she’s not dreaming up hotties to write about, you’ll find Ava creating kickass music playlists to write to, spying on the wildlife in her garden, drooling over gadgets, and eating Chinese.

    Want to be the first to know about Ava’s new releases and get access to exclusive content, sneak previews, sales, and giveaways ? Then sign up to her Reader Group here: https://www.amsalinger.com/subscribe/

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    ♦♦♦Book Blitz / Giveaway♦♦♦Perfect by Felice Stevens

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    Perfect
    Felice Stevens
    (Soulmates #4)
    Publication date: February 23rd 2018
    Genres: Adult, LGBTQ+, Romance

    Despite multiple degrees and business success, in his heart Jeremy Strauss feels he’s never measured up. While he hasn’t lacked for men or women to share his bed, Jeremy has yet to find someone who sees beyond his muscles and perfect smile. Taking it slow with a lover isn’t how he operates, but something about the shy accountant he rescues in a snowstorm makes him want this time to be different. So what if Blake drops little comments here and there about Jeremy’s pretty face? Their relationship is perfect.

    Or is it?

    Lonely most of his life, Blake Myers is as careful with his heart as he is with a balance sheet. The last thing he expects is for a man like Jeremy to fall for him, and he can’t help but wait for the bubble to burst on their relationship. When the stress of a professional crisis turns personal, Blake sees the perfect relationship he and Jeremy have built start to crumble. Caught in an ever-tightening web of lies, rather than wait for Jeremy to leave him, Blake breaks it off and vanishes.

    Perfection is an illusion.

    Jeremy doesn’t know which way to turn and for the first time in his life, he’s lost and uncertain. Believing he’s no longer the man Jeremy needs, Blake sinks deeper into despair. Both men struggle with secrets, lies, and hurtful memories until they are forced to look inside their hearts and learn the truth—that love is perfectly imperfect.

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    At around six thirty, his desk phone buzzed. “Yeah?”

    “Blake here to see you?”

    His pulse sped up. “Be right there.” Jeremy ran a hand through his hair and walked out of his office to the front desk. In his suit and tie and dark wool overcoat, Blake looked sexy and sophisticated. Jeremy felt like an underdressed slob in his sweats and T-shirt. His heart pounded, and his palms turned sweaty. What the hell was happening to him?

    “Hey. I’m here.”

    When their eyes met, Blake’s face lit up, and he smiled. “Hi. This place is great. I can’t believe you started it from scratch.”

    “Yep. I did.” Seeing the curious glances of both Benny and Gino, Jeremy took Blake’s hand in his. “Guys. This is my boyfriend, Blake. Blake.” He squeezed Blake’s hand. “The dark-haired guy is Gino, and the redhead is Benny. They’re my right-hand men.”

    “Nice to meet you both.”

    Gino gaped at him. “Boyfriend? You never said you were even dating anyone.”

    “I didn’t realize I owed you an explanation.” Jeremy chuckled and shook his head. “Blake and I are going back to my office, so unless it’s my brother or the mayor, no interruptions. Got it?”

    They nodded, staring at him with wide, shocked eyes, but he ignored them and pulled Blake along, anxious to be alone with him.

    He pushed Blake into his office and slammed the door shut behind him, locking it. “Finally. I’ve been waiting all day to do this.”

    He covered Blake’s mouth with his and kissed him deep and hard, his tongue pressing at the seam of Blake’s lips. For a moment, Blake stiffened, but when Jeremy slipped his tongue inside, Blake grabbed on to his shoulder and began to kiss him back with equal fervor.

    “Mmmm. That’s better.” His hands sure and steady, Jeremy first pushed off Blake’s coat and suit jacket, then loosened his tie. “Wanna know what sexy fantasies I’ve been having all day since you said you were coming over?”

    Blake stared at him, wild-eyed and panting. “Yeah. Tell me.”

    “You, bent over my sofa, naked. Me fucking you, while outside people are walking by. Maybe they hear us, maybe they don’t.”

    He watched Blake’s eyes glaze over with lust. Jeremy was more than willing to make Blake’s fantasy a reality. Getting him off in semi-public was hot as hell, and the desire Jeremy stemmed all day burst free. He wanted Blake. Now.

    “Take off everything.”

    Breathing heavily, Blake licked his lips. “But what if someone needs you? They’ll knock on the door and—”

    “And I won’t answer because I’ll be too busy being inside you. Come on. Get naked.”

     

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    I live in New York City with my husband and two children. My day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass (or two of red wine). I practice law but daydream of a time when I can sit by a beach somewhere and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there are bound to be a few bumps along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.

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    Book Blitz: Finders Keepers by N.R. Walker

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    Finders Keepers
    N.R. Walker
    Publication date: February 2nd 2018
    Genres: Adult, LGBTQ+, Romance

    Needing a change of scene, Griffin Burke moves from Brisbane to Coolum Beach to start a new job. The beautiful white sand, aqua-coloured ocean, blue skies, and summer breezes are everything he longs for. What he finds is a mud-covered dog, lost and hungry, with a nametag and a phone number.

    Dane Hughes is stuck in Surfers Paradise at a week-long work conference when he gets a phone call from his distraught mother. His dog, his fur baby, Wicket, has run away. Unable to leave and feeling helpless and miserable, he gets a text from a guy. “I think I found your dog…”

    Griffin and Dane start talking, and Griffin agrees to look after Wicket until Dane can collect him. With a few days left before his new job starts, Griffin takes Wicket on some coastal adventures and sends Dane photos of their fun, and so the start of something new and kind of wonderful begins.

    Griffin might have moved to Coolum in search of a new life, but what he finds is so much more. What he gets to keep just might take some four-legged help.

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    I got all moved into my new place and had everything unpacked on day one. I’d met my downstairs landlady for the first time as the two bulky removalists were lugging my bed up the stairs. I was at the bottom of the stairs watching them, not entirely ogling, when a tiny, five-foot-tall woman stood beside me.

    She didn’t say anything for a while, just stared at the men straining to get the wooden bedhead up the flight of stairs. Still without looking at me, she hummed. “Nice arse.”

    I almost choked on my sip of water. “Uh…”

    “Don’t tell me you weren’t looking. I might be a little hard of hearing, but I ain’t blind.”

    Right then.

    I held out my hand. “Name’s Griffin Burke.”

    She shook my hand, and her hard, firm grip surprised me. She looked kind of frail at first, but then I noticed her tattoos. Her entire right arm was now a mottled, wrinkled mass of blue and coloured ink on sun-leathered skin. Given she looked to be in her seventies, she must have had a full sleeve done forty or fifty years ago.

    Jesus.

    “Bernice Warren.”

    She was wearing a sleeveless tank top and a flowing skirt. Upon closer inspection, she looked like a hippy that peace, love, and time forgot. Her face had seen too much sun as well, wrinkled and leathered, though I imagined she would have once been stunningly beautiful. Her blue eyes still had spark, her long once-blonde hair now ash grey.

    “Come with me,” she said, turning on her heel and walking toward the roller door. When she turned, I noticed her left arm. Old, mottled blue tattoos went to her elbow, as well as two scars that looked like lightning strikes. They looked surgical and my first thought was shoulder reconstruction, but then I noticed one scar ran underneath her shirt and up her neck. She turned the latch on the roller door, and using her right arm only, lifted the door to review a storage space. Inside was a lawnmower, wheelbarrow, and some gardening tools.

    Ah, right. I was the resident mower of lawns.

    “I’d do it myself,” she said. “But the old arm doesn’t work like it used to.” She lifted her left arm rigidly. It didn’t hang useless but there was definitely restricted movement.

    “It’s fine,” I said. “I don’t mind mowing lawns at all. My weekends will be Monday and Tuesday though, not Saturday and Sunday. If that’s okay?”

    “It’s fine. Don’t much care what day you do ’em.” She nodded to herself. “Last tenant was a nice girl. Started out with good intentions, and she was gonna do all sorts of things to help me out, but that didn’t last long.” Bernice looked up at me and stared for a good long minute. “You’re not the churchgoing type, are you?”

    “Uh…”

    “I don’t mind if you are, I just don’t wanna offer you one of my special brownies and for you to totally hash out on me and start mumbling biblical shit at me every time you see me.”

    I fought a smile and lost, and I tried not to laugh but couldn’t help that either. “Not biblical. Not in that sense, anyway. Unless you consider my earlier staring at that guy’s arse a religion. As for the special brownies, I haven’t had any for a while. Not since college, anyway.”

    Bernice grinned and nodded slowly. “So you know what I mean when I say special brownie. Not like the last poor girl who thought it was my grandma’s special recipe or some shit.” She shook her head slowly. “Dunno what she was thinking. Do I look like Betty Fucking Crocker to you?”

    Author Bio:

    N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.

    She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

    She is many things: a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words. She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things… but likes it even more when they fall in love.

    She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

    She’s been writing ever since…

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    Cover Reveal | The Escort (Night Series #2)

    The Escort
    A.M. Salinger
    (Night Series, #2)
    Publication date: February 9th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, LGBTQ+, Romance

    He is everything I’ve ever wanted in a man. And I will do anything to get him. Even if I have to lie to him — Ethan

    He is a sinful temptation. A guy who loves pushing all my buttons. But I can’t touch him. And I most definitely cannot have him — Joe

    Ethan Skye has had only one goal in mind since the first night he walked into Saron, the most exclusive gay club in Tokyo: to win the heart of Joe Cavendish, its brooding owner and the man he’d fallen in love with at first sight. When Ethan takes a job as a bartender at Saron to get closer to Joe, little does he know that his actions will set him in the sights of an obsessive admirer.

    Jaded by his troubled past and with his heart very much guarded, Joe Cavendish has one strict rule in life: never mix business with pleasure. Unfortunately for Joe, one cocky, sexy bartender seems intent on testing that resolve to its very limits, and Joe finds his patience and his libido increasingly challenged as he fights his growing attraction for his new employee. But after Joe discovers the danger Ethan is in, his possessive instincts compel him to take on the role of Ethan’s personal bodyguard and pretend lover.

    Can Joe protect Ethan from his increasingly violent stalker and maintain his own sanity while he gets up close and personal to the alluring young man storming his way inside his numb heart? Will Ethan overcome Joe’s stubbornness and convince the club owner to take a chance on love? Or will the secrets they’ve been keeping from each other threaten their fragile, burgeoning relationship?

    Discover Ethan and Joe’s story in this second novella in the hot, contemporary romance series Nights by A.M. Salinger.

    This is a novella length MM romance with a HEA.

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    Ava Marie Salinger is the pen name of an Amazon bestselling thriller author who has always wanted to write scorching hot contemporary and erotic romance. In 2017, she finally decided to venture to the steamy side. NIGHTS is the first of several sizzling series featuring sweet, sexy men and women with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to fight for their hearts. When she’s not dreaming up hotties to write about, you’ll find Ava creating kickass music playlists to write to, spying on the wildlife in her garden, drooling over gadgets, and eating Chinese.

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    Book Blitz: One Night (Night Series #1)

    One Night
    A.M. Salinger
    (Night Series, #1)
    Publication date: January 12th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, LGBTQ+, Romance

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    One night was all I asked for. For him to show me how good it can be. — Gabe

    One night was all I promised. To give him the best time of his life. — Cam

    Gabe Anderson wants nothing more than to overcome the scars of his past. Moving to a new city halfway across the world is one thing. Walking into the most exclusive gay bar in town to hook up with a perfect stranger is a whole new ball game.

    Cam Sorvino doesn’t do relationships. Period. Having buried his dark childhood behind him, he lives life to the fullest and likes his sex hot, dirty, and for one night only. Though Cam’s instincts tell him that Gabe isn’t the one-night kind of guy, he can’t stop himself from approaching him. When Cam discovers the true extent of Gabe’s harrowing secrets, he makes him an offer he cannot refuse: one night of mindless pleasure to help him overcome his phobia of intimacy.

    But when morning comes, will Cam be able to let go of the one man who is able to stir new feelings inside his cold, dead heart?

    If you like sweet, sexy men with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to win their hearts, then you’ll love this first novella in the hot, contemporary romance series Nights by A.M. Salinger.

    This is a MM romance with a HFN. Cam and Gabe’s HEA is coming mid 2018!

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    What the hell am I doing here?

    Gabe Anderson scanned the crowded club in the mirror opposite the bar before looking down into his scotch with a self-deprecating smile. This had seemed like such a great idea an hour ago, when he’d been staring at an empty weekend in an even emptier apartment.

    Saron was located in a side alley, a short walk from Shinjuku’s main club strip. Despite its somewhat shady location, the place oozed style.

    Gabe had hesitated when he’d seen the suited doorman guarding the entrance and wondered if access was by invitation only. He only knew of Saron from overhearing his clients mention it a few nights ago. From what he’d made of their excited conversation, it was the place to hang out in Shinjuku if you were of a particular sexual inclination.

    The doorman had checked Gabe over for all of three seconds before wordlessly unclipping the rope from the stanchions framing the steel doors. He had obviously passed some kind of test, though what it was he didn’t know.

    Beyond a foyer with a cloakroom manned by a male attendant who looked like he’d walked straight out of a GQ shoot were a set of shallow steps leading to a wide, sunken floor.

    Despite the butterflies churning his stomach, Gabe had stopped and stared appreciatively at the decor. As a consultant for one of Chicago’s biggest design firms, he could tell how much money had gone into giving Saron its unique look. The club was drowned in deep reds, dark purples, and rich earth tones. Scattered across the oak floor were Brazilian cherry wood tables and armchairs boasting plush velvet upholstery and satin cushions. Discrete booths dotted the walls and afforded privacy to those who needed it, although the muted lighting provided enough of that as it was. A polished mahogany counter with wine-red leather and walnut stools ran the length of the bar on the right.

    At the far end of the room, a woman in a black cocktail dress stood on a raised podium. She was crooning a song in a sultry, deep voice, her eyes closed and her glossy ruby lips glistening in the mellow spotlight. Behind her, cymbals vibrated gently, a piano tinkled, and a saxophone hummed, the sounds somehow rising above the voices of the men packing the place.

    It was as he’d made his way to the bar that Gabe had realized why the doorman had let him in. From the looks of the club’s patrons, Saron catered exclusively to an upscale clientele. He was willing to bet a week’s wages none of the suits in the place cost less than five hundred dollars.

    “Ah, fresh meat.”

    Gabe froze in the act of sitting on a barstool, his gaze swinging up to meet a pair of amused green eyes on the other side of the mahogany counter.

    “Excuse me?” he said stiffly.

    The bartender, a striking blond in a slate, silk tuxedo vest and crisp white shirt, flashed him a grin.

    “I’ve not seen you around these parts before. What will it be?”

    Gabe swallowed, wondering whether the man had seen straight through him and grasped the reason he had come to Saron.

    “What will what be?” he mumbled, unable to mask the apprehension in his voice.

    The bartender pursed his lips and observed him with a shrewd expression before leaning across the counter.

    “Relax,” he murmured in Gabe’s left ear. “I can tell it’s your first time in a place like this. If you keep up that deer-in-the-headlights look you’ve got painted across that pretty face of yours, you’re gonna be a target for every sleaze ball in this club. And, trust me, they might be wearing thousand-dollar ensembles, but some of these assholes are nothing but dirty pigs in suits.”

    An involuntary bark of laughter left Gabe’s lips at the mental image the bartender’s words had conjured. The sound carried along the counter, drawing stares.

    The knot of tension that had been sitting between Gabe’s shoulder blades ever since he ventured into Shinjuku eased as he smiled at the bartender.

    “I’ve never been called pretty before.”

    The guy winked.

    “Trust me, you’re the hottest thing on legs in this place right now. Besides me, of course.”

    Gabe chuckled and ordered a scotch, his confidence boosted by the compliment.

    Two months had passed since he’d relocated to Tokyo from Chicago. When his bosses had sprung the offer on Gabe in early spring, the chance of a fresh start in a place void of the dark memories that had plagued him for eight years was too much of an attractive proposition for him to reject. He’d left Chicago with two suitcases and five crates full of books and artwork, the only things he had to show after a decade in the city.

    Though he had been prepared for the culture shock, life in Tokyo had still come as a surprise, albeit an invigorating one. He had always had an interest in the country and its intoxicating mix of traditional and contemporary customs ever since he made his first business trip to the Japanese branch of the firm four years ago.

    Luckily, his new position suited him to a T. He had thrown himself into his first assignment with his usual drive and passion, leading the team under him to make good on a project, one which his predecessor had only made a half-assed attempt to complete. He had delivered on time, on budget, and on schedule, despite the nearly impossible deadline. The crazy hours and weekends he had put in had not gone unnoticed, and the praise lavished on his team at the grand opening of their client’s luxury hotel earlier that week was all the acknowledgment Gabe needed to realize he had made the right choice in moving to this city. The fact that the money he was making could easily afford him a two-bedroom condo in the exclusive neighborhood of Meguro didn’t hurt, either.

    Yet, despite having relocated thousands of miles to the other side of the world, his mind would not let go of the bite of his past. Which was why, when faced with the prospect of his first free weekend and the boxes he had yet to unpack, he had looked up Saron’s location on the spur of the moment and decided to take a gamble.

    He had promised himself this move would not be just a fresh start for his mind, but for his body, too. That he would start taking risks in his personal life again. That he would not let the bastard who had made it impossible for him to ever have a satisfying physical relationship win.

    Fifteen minutes into his first drink and Gabe wondered whether he had made a bad choice. So far, Ethan, the bartender, had helped him field a burly, yakuza-looking type with tattoos up the side of his neck, three old men with sweaty palms and bald patches, and a couple of young guys who looked barely past the legal age of drinking.

    With his lean build, dark hair, and blue eyes, Gabe knew he was an attractive prospect. Add in that he was a foreigner and he was coming to the conclusion that he had become a beeline for all the men in the bar who wanted to make a conquest out of the white guy – a white notch in the proverbial bedpost. They all wanted to fuck him or be fucked by him.

    A cynical half-smile twisted his lips at that thought. If only they knew.

    He raised a hand to the back of his neck and rubbed the warm spot that had been bothering him for a while. Something made him look up from his drink then – call it instinct or that subconscious voice that warns of imminent danger. Movement in the mirror opposite the bar caught his gaze. Or, more precisely, a lack of it.

    Stormy gray eyes pierced him from the other end of the club. They locked on him, a beam of light in the gloom. Transfixing him. Immobilizing him.

    Gabe’s breath caught in his throat, every muscle in his body tightening in fight-or-flight mode.

    The man sat apart from the crowd, alone at a table that could have accommodated three, a tumbler full of dark liquid clasped casually in his left hand. His red silk tie was crooked, as if he had slipped a finger through the knot to loosen it. The top two buttons on his white shirt were open, revealing tan skin covering toned muscles and a hint of curls.

    Gabe couldn’t tell whether his hair was dark brown or dirty blond. It was hard to say in the dim light. What wasn’t hard to see were the subtle and not-so-subtle stares the other men in the bar were giving the stranger.

    With his stubbled face, smoldering looks, and what appeared to be an incredibly ripped body beneath a custom-tailored charcoal suit, the man looked like a king sitting on a throne, commanding a roomful of servants. Servants who appeared more than willing to either get fucked by him or fuck him if he so much as lifted his little finger.

    And a man like that would not have to ask twice.

    Envy and irritation flashed through Gabe at that thought, shattering the spell he found himself under. He broke eye contact, shocked by the feelings suddenly flooding him, and glared at his half-empty glass. It seemed to mock him, as if it were a reflection of his own life. A half-empty, broken shell. Incapable of touching someone or to be touched.

    Gabe lifted the glass and downed the rest of the drink with an angry flick of his wrist. Fire singed his throat. He welcomed the burning sensation, hoping it would calm the pounding in his chest and the tightness in his belly and groin that told him his body had reacted to the stranger.

    A full glass of scotch appeared next to his empty tumbler.

    Gabe looked up at Ethan, puzzled.

    A remorseful grimace flashed across the bartender’s face. “Looks like we’re no longer the two hottest bastards in this joint. Here, compliments of the King.”

    Gabe stared at the drink before slowly looking over his shoulder, his pulse picking up speed.

    Gray Eyes raised his glass in a toast. A teasing smile played on his sculptured lips before he knocked back his drink.

    You’re kidding me.

    Gabe tried to block out the heated tingle running across his skin at the stranger’s cocky smirk and the way his powerful throat muscles worked

    when he swallowed. He turned to Ethan.

    “That’s his actual name?”

    Ethan grunted. “Well, no. But the asshole sure acts like one.”

    There was movement in the mirror opposite Gabe.

     

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    Ava Marie Salinger is the pen name of an Amazon bestselling thriller author who has always wanted to write scorching hot contemporary and erotic romance. In 2017, she finally decided to venture to the steamy side. NIGHTS is the first of several sizzling series featuring sweet, sexy men and women with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to fight for their hearts. When she’s not dreaming up hotties to write about, you’ll find Ava creating kickass music playlists to write to, spying on the wildlife in her garden, drooling over gadgets, and eating Chinese.

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    Nights Series – One Night A.M. Salinger

    One Night
    A.M. Salinger
    (Night Series, #1)
    Publication date: January 12th 2018
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, LGBTQ+, Romance

    One night was all I asked for. For him to show me how good it can be. — Gabe

    One night was all I promised. To give him the best time of his life. — Cam

    Gabe Anderson wants nothing more than to overcome the scars of his past. Moving to a new city halfway across the world is one thing. Walking into the most exclusive gay bar in town to hook up with a perfect stranger is a whole new ball game.

    Cam Sorvino doesn’t do relationships. Period. Having buried his dark childhood behind him, he lives life to the fullest and likes his sex hot, dirty, and for one night only. Though Cam’s instincts tell him that Gabe isn’t the one-night kind of guy, he can’t stop himself from approaching him. When Cam discovers the true extent of Gabe’s harrowing secrets, he makes him an offer he cannot refuse: one night of mindless pleasure to help him overcome his phobia of intimacy.

    But when morning comes, will Cam be able to let go of the one man who is able to stir new feelings inside his cold, dead heart?

    If you like sweet, sexy men with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to win their hearts, then you’ll love this first novella in the hot, contemporary romance series Nights by A.M. Salinger.

    This is a MM romance with a HFN. Cam and Gabe’s HEA is coming mid 2018!

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    Ava Marie Salinger is the pen name of an Amazon bestselling thriller author who has always wanted to write scorching hot contemporary and erotic romance. In 2017, she finally decided to venture to the steamy side. NIGHTS is the first of several sizzling series featuring sweet, sexy men and women with dark pasts and a whole lot of love to give to the ones brave enough to fight for their hearts. When she’s not dreaming up hotties to write about, you’ll find Ava creating kickass music playlists to write to, spying on the wildlife in her garden, drooling over gadgets, and eating Chinese.

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    Book Blitz: On Davis Row

    On Davis Row
    N.R. Walker
    Publication date: November 27th 2017
    Genres: Adult, LGBTQ+, Romance

    Nearing the end of a suspended jail sentence should unlock a brighter future for CJ Davis, only the chip on his shoulder is as hard to shift as his bad reputation. Born into a family of career criminals who live down Davis Road, an address the cops have dubbed Davis Row, his name alone is like a rap sheet that makes optimism impossible.

    Brand-new parole officer Noah Huxley is determined to see the good in men like CJ. After all, he knows firsthand that bad things can happen to good people. His colleagues mock his doe-eyed optimism, but Noah soon sees CJ’s bad attitude and bravado are weapons he uses to keep people at a distance.

    Both men know one simple mistake can change a life forever. At first glance, they might seem to be polar opposites. Yet underneath, they’re not that different at all.

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    I ran my thumb across the back of his hand, marvelling at how nice it felt.

    “What?” he asked, smiling at our joined hands.

    “Nothing. I just wondered why people held hands. It feels nice.”

    He blinked. “You’ve never held hands before?”

    “Uh, no. I told you I ain’t ever had a boyfriend before. And random hook-up guys in the backroom of HQ aren’t there to hold hands.”

    “Oh, of course. Sorry.” He threaded our fingers and used both hands to hold my one. “Do you like it?”

    I nodded. “Yeah. But my hands are stained. The oil and grease at work just gets ingrained.”

    He held up my hand and took a closer look at the blackened fingernail beds and in the creases, the callouses. “I like it,” he said, turning my hand over and looking at each side. Then he grinned at me. “Tells me you’re good with your hands.”

    I didn’t want to laugh at the corny line but couldn’t help it. “I’ve never had any complaints.”

    “I should think not,” he said, still smiling. “You know, maybe we should start a list of firsts. First hand-holding, first boyfriend . . . anything else we should add?”

    I ignored his pry for more information. “What is it with you and lists?”

    He grinned. “What can I say? I like to see my own progress.”

    We both sat there holding hands and smiling at each other like giddy schoolboys. This was getting absurd. “I should probably go.”

    “I’m adding first sleepover to the list.”

    I snorted and stood up, reluctantly pulling my hand from his. “Thanks for lunch, and the drink. And helping me with the reading and stuff. And thank you for telling me about you.”

    “Thank you for listening.” He stood up, getting to his full height with just an inch between us. He looked at my mouth, then leaned in slowly and almost kissed me. My heart damn near stopped. But he pressed himself against me, with his cheek to mine and his warm breath at my ear. I gasped as a shiver ran through me. “What are you doing?” I whispered.

    “Counting down the days,” he replied, a soft murmur in my ear.

    I took a step back, dizzy. “Whoa.”

    His grin made his eyes do that crinkling thing, which didn’t help at all. “Still think you won’t beg me to kiss you in two weeks?”

    “You don’t play fair.”

    “Never said I did. But for what it’s worth, I’m playing for real.”

     

    Author Bio:

    N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance.

    She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

    She is many things: a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words. She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things… but likes it even more when they fall in love.

    She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

    She’s been writing ever since…

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    Black & Blue – Book Blitz

    Black & Blue
    Ily Jacks
    Publication date: November 9th 2017
    Genres: Adult, Contemporary, LGBTQ+, Romance

    Trouble seems to follow me everywhere. No doubt accepting a ride from a sexy, fierce biker on a rainy night seems like another bad move. Except this one desperate leap of faith brings Declan into my life.

    From unreadable machine to possessive lover, he challenges me to want more.

    Can I finally throw off the shackles of my tough life and embrace the promise of a good man?

    Black & Blue is a standalone M/M romance with graphic sexual content, violent situations, and extreme profanity.

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    EXCERPT:

    Stumbling from the Harley, my legs feel like jelly. My starving stomach no longer growls, now as numb as the rest of my cold, battered body.

    “Where are we?” I ask when the biker only stares at me.

    Soft rain soaks his thick, dark hair and beard. He looks like a wild man, ready to skin and devour his kill. I’m desperate to look away from his nearly black eyes and remain in control of myself. I can’t, though, because he both terrifies and intrigues me.

    “I live in the apartment upstairs. You can crash here until you figure things out.”

    “Thanks.”

    When his hand jerks forward, I immediately flinch and expect more violence after a shitty day that’ll never end. His hand grips the back of my neck, sending panic and pain through me. I fist my hands and prepare to fight him. Exhausted after so long running, I never expect his lips to crush mine. He forces my mouth open and tastes me roughly.

    I can’t think. Nothing about the biker’s earlier demeanor made me believe he desired me, so his kiss throws me off guard. I never consider what he might expect from me in return for a safe place to stay for the night. No, instead my fear violently shifts into the kind of lust I’ve long imagined and never enjoyed.

    Before I can meet his passion with mine, the biker releases me and turns away. I’m left rejected and desperate, yet unable to show either emotion. My only option is to follow him obediently.

     

    Author Bio:

    Living in Indiana with my three sweet sons, three wacky cats, one super mom (and her ugly dog), I love cats, 1970s rock, Call of Duty, and sitcoms canceled before their time.

    I also write M/F contemporary romance as Bijou Hunter.

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    Heart of the South #1
    by Wendy Qualls
    Genre: Contemporary Romance, LGBTQ
    Pub Date: 8/15/2017
    A small town in the Deep South isn’t where most gay men would choose to go
    looking for love. But open hearts will find a way . . .
    Growing up in the Bible Belt, Paul Dunham learned from a young age to hide his
    sexuality. Now he’s teaching psychology at a conservative college
    in Georgia—and still hiding who he really is. If Paul hopes to get
    tenure, he needs to keep his desires on the down-low. But when an old
    college crush shows up on campus—looking more gorgeous than
    ever—Paul’s long-suppressed urges are just too big for one little
    closet to hold . . .
    Brandon Mercer has come a long way since his freshman year fumblings with
    Paul. Now he’s confident, accomplished, proudly out—and the
    sexiest IT consultant Paul’s ever seen. When Brandon asks Paul to
    grab some coffee and catch up, it leads to a steamy reunion that puts
    their first night of passion to shame. But when Paul’s longtime
    crush turns into a full-time romance, he receives an anonymous email
    threatening to expose their secret to the world. If Paul stays with
    Brandon, his teaching career is over. Yet if he caves under pressure,
    he risks losing the one true love he’s been waiting for. . .
    Wendy Qualls was a small¬town librarian until she finished reading
    everything her library had to offer. At that point she put her
    expensive and totally unrelated college degree to use by writing
    smutty romance novels and wasting time on the internet. She lives in
    Northern Alabama with her husband, two daughters, two dogs, and a
    seasonally fluctuating swarm of unwanted ladybugs. She’s a member
    of both the Romance Writers of America and way too many online
    writers’ forums.
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