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On 9/11, firefighter Nick Fletcher’s world changed forever. He’s unable to rid himself of survivor’s guilt, made worse by the secret he hides from his family and co-workers. Nick’s life is centered around helping burn victims, until he is reunited with the man he’d once loved but pushed away. Now he has a second chance at a love he thought lost forever.

For fashion designer Julian Cornell, appearances mean everything. His love affairs are strictly casual, and the only thing he cares about is making his clothing line a success. A chance encounter with the man he loved long ago has Julian thinking for the first time in years there may be more to life than being seen at the best parties and what designer labels to wear.

When Julian’s world takes an unexpected turn, it’s Nick who helps him regain perspective on what matters most in life. Julian, in turn, helps Nick accept who he is and understand he isn’t responsible for tragedies he couldn’t prevent. Lost love found can be even sweeter the second time around and after all the years apart, both men learn to look beyond the surface to find the men they are inside.

~Release Blitz~ Sandra Schwab’s YULETIDE TRUCE

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Title:Yuletide Truce

Publisher: Sandra Schwab

Release Date (Print & Ebook): 22 September 2017

Length (Print & Ebook): 18,000 words

Subgenre: historical romance, Victorian romance, mm romance, holiday romance

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Book blurb:

London, 1845

It’s December, Alan “Aigee” Garmond’s favorite time of the year, when the window display of the small bookshop where he works fills up with crimson Christmas books and sprays of holly. Everything could be perfect — if it weren’t for handsome Christopher Foreman, the brilliant writer for the fashionable magazine About Town, who has taken an inexplicable and public dislike to Aigee’s book reviews.

But why would a man such as Foreman choose to target reviews published in a small bookshop’s magazine? Aigee is determined to find out. And not, he tells himself, just because he finds Foreman so intriguing.

Aigee’s quest leads him from smoke-filled ale-houses into the dark, dingy alleys of one of London’s most notorious rookeries. And then, finally, to Foreman. Will Aigee be able to wrangle a Yuletide truce from his nemesis?

Quotes from Sandra Schwab about the book:

Yuletide Truce is a feel-good enemies-to-lovers holiday romance that takes you on a sweeping journey to Victorian London, to fog-filled streets and smoke-filled taverns, to Fleet Street, where news are made, and to Bethnal Green, where once a crime lord ruled as supreme master. Meet those who criticized a rich ruling class that clung to its old privileges, and those who eked out a meagre livelihood on the streets of the metropolis. Yuletide Truce not a story about rich people, but a story about two ordinary men — because everybody deserves a happily-ever-after, and I want to challenge the idea that it’s somehow only straight, white, rich people whose stories deserve to be told.

Quotes from other authors about the book:

“Sandra Schwab’s Yuletide Truce is charming and witty, and I thoroughly enjoyed the peep into Victorian literary culture. The relationship between the proudly self-made Aigee and carelessly arrogant Foreman unfolds through dueling book reviews and salon repartee, but also in wonderfully drawn London streets and rickety boarding houses. The cross-class romance is a terrific cup of holiday cheer.” –Emma Barry, author of the Fly Me to the Moon series with Genevieve Turner

“Yuletide Truce is warm and cozy, just what I want out of a holiday romance. Aigee is a total cinnamon roll and it was lovely to see him happy.”–Cat Sebastian, author of The Ruin of a Rake and The Soldier’s Scoundrel

Excerpt #1:

Now Mrs. Woodall’s smile diminished as her gaze fell on the magazine Aigee was holding. “Oh dear. About Town? I take it the ‘Adonis of Fleet Street’ has struck again.”

At the mentioning of Foreman’s nickname among the London publishing world, a rush of heat washed through Aigee. Lord, as if the whole situation wasn’t already embarrassing enough! No, to make matters worse, Aigee’s body—well, his prick, he supposed—had also decided to take a fancy to the very man who delighted in publicly bashing him.

It was ridiculous!

Beyond embarrassing.

And yet…

Well, Foreman was attractive, otherwise he wouldn’t have gained that particular epithet. He was tall, with a lean, trim body, violet-blue eyes, ridiculously long lashes, and a head of golden hair that tended to curl if he let it grow too long.

Handsome like the devil himself.

No, not the devil. Some kind of arrogant angel, tumbled to earth, probably thrown out of the heavenly choir because he had spouted some profanity at a horrified archangel.

Excerpt #2:

Aigee and a battered Christopher Foremand are stranded on Fleet Street on a Wednesday night, just when the staff dinners of Allan’s Miscellany and Punch come to an end.

Another small group of men emerged from the fog, among them the tall, large form of Thackeray, who wore a sprig of holly in his hatband, and small and slender Doyle, who looked as if a strong gust of wind might blow him away.

He would not, Aigee thought resolutely, under any circumstances, make a ghastly blunder and mention anything about Doyle’s work. No matter how much he had enjoyed the illustrations for The Fairy Ring.

Greetings flew to and fro, then Thackeray leaned forward and peered at Foreman through his small, round spectacles. Straightening, he threw Aigee a broad smile. “Well done, Garmond. A slightly unorthodox reply to Foreman’s impertinence, no doubt, but—”

“Oh, it wasn’t him who punched our Adonis,” Pelham cut in. “Just some street urchins.”

“Pity.” Thackeray sounded rather mournful.

“Come, come. Next you will suggest that Mr. Garmond and Mr. Foreman meet at down on Hampstead Heath with their seconds,” a somewhat sour-looking man sneered.

Thackeray raised his brows. “Don’t be silly, Jerrold. We are not the sort of men who’d do anything so ridiculous as to fight a duel. No, no, we are the sort of the men who poke fun at those who do.”

A round of laughter greeted this statement.

Beaton’s teeth flashed white when he grinned. “And even if we did fight duels, we’d surely have more sense than that other class of gentlemen who get arrested by millers on Wimbledon Common.”

“Indeed.” Thackeray inclined his head. “We are the sort of sensible men who are in search of some drink and light entertainment at the Cider Cellars. Anybody want to come along?”

Excerpt #3:

A Yuletide Truce:

Foreman brushed a hand through his hair. “Does that mean I can no longer sharpen my pen on your reviews?”

Aigee’s lips twitched. Suddenly, he felt quite lighthearted, almost daring. As if anything might be possible.

As if this little room had been touched by some Christmas magic.

As if he might take the boldest chance of all…

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll have no difficulties in finding something else for sharpening your pen,” he said. “After all, the lashings of your pen and tongue are renowned.”

Foreman snorted. “It’s hardly my fault that people insist on being ludicrous.”

Aigee looked out of the window at the darkness that was only broken by the feeble glow of the a few lamps in the windows of the houses around this little yard. “Hm…” For a moment, he still hesitated. Then: “Did you also give a tongue-lashing to that fellow I saw you leading up the stairs at the Little Rose?” He turned, wondering if he had overshot his mark.

Rather pale, Foreman stared at him, which made Aigee realize that his remark could be misconstrued.

“I was rather jealous of the man,” he clarified.

Color came and went in Foreman’s face. With narrowed eyes, he looked Aigee up and down. “I see,” he said, nastily. “And you expect me to give you the same in gratitude for services rendered, is that it?”

Aigee felt a stab of exasperation as he shook his head. “What a nasty mind you have, Mr. Foreman.” He walked over to the bed, sat down, and boxed Foreman in with one arm, forcing him to fall back against the pillows as he leaned over him. “Actually, I was thinking more of giving you a tongue-lashing for being so stupid as to enter a well-known rookery all by yourself.”

They stared at each other.

“I’ve locked the door,” Aigee added helpfully.

Excerpt #4:

Confronting Foreman in the Cider Cellars, a tavern:

Aigee pushed forward through the crowd in the direction Sherrick had indicated, and sure enough: over there, a table in the corner had been taken by four men from About Town, among them Christopher Foreman—that mop of golden curls was unmistakable. He was lounging on his chair, long legs stretched out in front of him.

Aigee took a deep breath. “Mr. Foreman. A word, if you please.”

Very slowly, the blond head turned, golden brows arched delicately. “Dear me. If it isn’t Munro’s pup,” Foreman drawled.

It wouldn’t do, Aigee told himself, to lose his temper and plant a wallop onto Foreman’s arrogant nose. Not in a crowded tavern, where a good quarter of the men present were happily belting out the chorus to a song about a milkmaid and a magic flute.

It was the kind of song that would have made moralists turn pale, if not fall into a dead faint.

Not that Aigee hadn’t heard worse.

He pasted a pleasant smile on his face. “Mr. Foreman, I’m sorry my reviews don’t appeal to you. However, I don’t see why you should take such umbrage, considering that Munro’s is a rather small magazine. Perhaps it is time to focus your ire on somebody else’s work. Preferably work from a magazine equal to About Town.”

The golden brows rose even higher. “So the pup talks?”

The other men at the table chuckled.

Inwardly, Aigee gritted his teeth, but still kept his voice pleasant. “I fail to understand why you hold me in such dislike, Mr. Foreman, but I would ask you not to take it out on my employer.”

Foreman flicked a lazy hand, as if he were swatting away an annoying fly. “Dislike? You must have misunderstood me.” His voice turned venomous. “Why should a pup like you interest me? It’s your simpering reviews I hold in contempt. Puff pieces to boost your employer’s sales.”

By now, several men were listening in on their conversation.

“Hear, hear!” somebody said. “I thought puffing went out of fashion in the thirties.”

“So last century,” somebody else muttered.

This time, Aigee allowed his teeth to show. “Puffing? I write nothing that I don’t mean. And we all want to make a living.”

Foreman’s glittering gaze swept over him. “I have no objection to you making a living, Mr. Garmond. As long as it doesn’t involve writing literary reviews.” His lips curved into a taunting smile. “Surely it should be obvious that somebody like you has no business writing them.”

Aigee felt each word as if it were a slap. There was a great rushing noise in his ears, and suddenly, all the sounds in the tavern seemed to come from very far away.

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Author Bio:

Award-winning author Sandra Schwab started writing her first novel when she was seven years old. Thirty-odd years later, telling stories is still her greatest passion, even though by now, she has exchanged her pink fountain pen of old for a black computer keyboard. Since the release of her debut novel in 2005, she has enchanted readers worldwide with her unusual historical romances (some of which she now uses to shamelessly fangirl over Punch, her favorite Victorian magazine).

She holds a PhD in English literature, and in autumn 2015, she appeared on the BBC documentary Great Continental Railway Journeys to talk about another favorite topic of hers, the Grimms’ fairy tales (while walking through a rather muddy stretch of the Black Forest) (there were a lot of slugs, too).

She lives in Frankfurt am Main / Germany with a sketchbook, a sewing machine, and an ever-expanding library.

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Blackbird Fly Home

Doyle Global Securities #1

Kendel Duncan

M/M ROMANCE

RELEASE DATE: 09.19.17

Cover Designer: Dare Press Editing
Photographer – Dan Skinner photographer

BLURB

Sometimes life will surprise you
Sometimes it will disappoint you
Sometimes it will kick you in the balls
Sometimes it will make you so happy you feel like you can fly
And sometimes, just sometimes, it will do all of those things.
The kick in the balls, both literally and figuratively, happened to Noah Pierce a long time ago. Ten years to be exact, when, to cap off a brutal and horrendous four-year relationship with the man who claimed to love him, that man buried a butcher knife in his side. It was the final wound in a seemingly endless cycle of bruises, cuts, breaks, sprains and other things that sent him to the hospital. He thought he was going to die. But when he opened his eyes in that ER room and saw a stranger with kind yet determined eyes looking back at him and with his boyfriend nowhere in sight, Noah knew that life was going to change for him. And it did.
For ten years he was stronger, he was better, he was……hollow.
He didn’t realize that last part until he saw one man. One pair of haunting blue eyes beside the very man who had ruined Noah all those years ago. One pair of frightened eyes. One pair of hollow, hopeless eyes that Noah couldn’t have walked away from if he tried…..because someone else hadn’t walked away from him all those years ago.
Noah didn’t realize it at the time, but by saving Jesse Miller from the clutches of his ex, he was going to learn to fly…..

Blackbird Fly Home is the first book in a new series by Kendel Duncan. Two damaged yet strong men who will amaze you and tug at your heartstrings at the same time.

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EXCERPT

Noah rolled away from Jesse and climbed from the bed but when he stood up he realized that Jesse’s wide eyes were glued to his morning wood that was not only tenting his black briefs, it was pulling the waistband away from his pelvis. He blushed as he tried to cover it with his hands, “I’ll, uh, I’m just going to duck into the bathroom,” he mumbled as he turned to pull the door open.
“Noah, wait.” Those words were whispered behind him but to Noah’s ears they felt like Jesse had spoken them with his lips pressed up against his earlobe and it sent a shiver down his spine.
“Jesse,” he whispered back as he squeezed his eyes shut.
“Please, Noah. With him I was curious about it but hated it because he made me feel so dirty and gross. Yours, God, I really want to touch it. Please, can I, just once?”
“Fuck,” Noah whispered, too quiet for Jesse to hear but loud enough for his own ears.
As he turned around, he slowly peeled his eyes open and, “Fucking hell,” falls from his lips when he sees the lust, the want, the desire in Jesse’s eyes…and it’s all for him.
But he’s just a kid, really, even though, at twenty-four he might not be in years, experience-wise he’s just a fucking kid. That thought had Noah’s hands reaching behind him, one clasping onto the door knob, the other clamping over the other wrist as a way to anchor his arms, a way to keep him from reaching for what he so desperately wanted, for what his body craved, for what he’d yearned for since last night in that club….a taste, just a taste of the man looking back at him.
But he also knew that a taste would never be enough.
So that’s why he kept his hands locked together as he whispered, with a throat that felt like it was lined with broken glass, “Go ahead.”
Noah watched with his jaw clenched so tight he was surprised his teeth weren’t shattering, as Jesse slowly climbed off the bed and walked towards him, the man’s own, impressive hard-on tenting his boxers. His fingers trembled slightly as he reached out, the only indication that the man is at all nervous, and then those long fingers clamped around Noah’s cotton-covered dick.
And he groaned.
Oh fuck did he groan.
He didn’t want to. He tried not to, but once that hand closed over his dick….he was done.
“You like this, me touching you,” Jesse whispered, his eyes still locked on Noah’s erection.
“Yes,” Noah whispered….because at this point, why lie?
Jesse’s eyes slowly moved up until they locked with Noah’s, “I like it too.”
Then his eyes dropped down again, “Can I see it?”
“Jesus, Jesse, you’re going to make me…..”
“Come? I’d really like to see that,” Jesse said with such a beautiful, lustful smile that lit up his entire face.
Noah was just about to give in, just about to open his mouth to tell Jesse to take his dick out, when there was a knock on the door behind him.
“Noah?” Luther said.
“Yeah, Luther, we’re awake.”
“There’s a situation.”
“Okay, give us a minute to get dressed. We’ll meet you in the kitchen.”
“Got it,” Luther said and then Noah listened as his footsteps retreated down the hall.
Then he looked back at Jesse. He saw the disappointment there but he also saw something else, something that he didn’t like. A look of this is what always happens to me because I deserve it that crossed Jesse’s face. And he was having none of that.
He unlatched his arms, stepped forward and cupped Jesse’s face in his hands, “Jesse?” he whispered
“Yes?”
Noah bumped his hard dick with Jesse’s, eliciting a groan from the man, “I can’t wait to feel more of this later, okay?”
“Yes, Noah, please, yes,” Jesse whimpered as his hands came up to squeeze Noah’s waist.

Kendel Duncan is the pen name for author Dara Nelson. Both her Healing Hearts series (Dara Nelson) and The Black Ops Heroes series (Kendel Duncan) garner such praise as: “Ah-mazing!”, “It’s a keeper!” and “One of the best books I’ve read”

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Locked In Silence (Pelican Bay, #1)Locked In Silence by Sloane Kennedy
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Breathe, just breathe. I need to remember how to breathe, how to think, how to function. Right now I’m a jumble of so many emotions that I’m having a hard time putting together words. It’s almost as if the adjectives I can come up with to describe this book – adjectives like stunning, amazing, beautiful – are completely inadequate. I need better words, bigger words, consuming words, all-encompassing words. Dallas and Nolan’s story both gutted me and filled me with such hope, with so much love. And not just the the story of the two of them coming together, no, it was their backstories that weaved their way into my heart. It was everything about this emotional story that consumed me. I felt anger at what had been done to both of these men, I felt compassion, I felt hope, I felt warmth, I felt passion, I felt love, I felt…..everything. I mean, how can you not drown in every emotion when you read things like:
Why did the fact that he’d figured out I was purposely ignoring him hurt do damn much?
and:
Maddox’s eyes shifted to me. “Because he wanted to protect our mother, despite the fact that she was gone. That’s what he does,” he said softly.
“He protects those he loves.”

You don’t read this book because you want to read a love story. You read this book because you want to just…..feel

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Pelican Bay, Book 1
BY BESTSELLING AUTHOR
SLOANE KENNEDY

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SYNOPSIS

I’ve spent years hoping someone would finally hear me. It’s easier not to try anymore…
Ten years after leaving his small Minnesota hometown in his rearview mirror for what Nolan Grainger was sure would be the last time, life has decided to throw the talented musician a curveball and send him back to the town he lived in but was never really home.

At twenty-eight, Nolan has traveled the world as a successful concert violinist with some of the best symphonies in the country. But success breeds envy, and when Nolan’s benefactor and lover decides Nolan has flown high enough, he cruelly clips Nolan’s wings. The betrayal and ensuing scandal leaves the violinist’s career in shambles and with barely enough money to start fresh somewhere beyond his vindictive ex’s powerful reach. But just as he’s ready to get his life back on track, Nolan gets the call he’s been dreading.

After a stroke leaves his father a partial invalid, duty-bound Nolan returns to Pelican Bay and a life he’s spent years trying to forget. When he’s forced to use the last of his own money to keep from losing the family home, desperation has him turning to the one man he’d hoped never to see again…

Even if I could speak, there wouldn’t be anyone there to listen…
Pelican Bay’s golden boy, Dallas Kent, had the quintessential perfect life. Smart, gorgeous, and popular, the baseball phenom was well on his way to a life filled with fame and fortune. But more importantly, he had a one-way ticket out of Pelican Bay and far away from the family who used love as currency and whose high expectations were the law of the land. But a stormy night, sharp highway curve and one bad decision changed everything, leaving Dallas with nothing.

Because the accident that took his parents, his future and his crown as the boy who could do no wrong, also stole his voice.

Despised for the horrific wreck that ended the lives of two of Pelican Bay’s most respected residents, Dallas has retreated to a secluded stretch of land where he’s found refuge in a menagerie of unwanted animals that don’t care that he once had the world at his feet or that he’ll never speak again.

But when the quiet, bookish boy he wasn’t allowed to notice in school suddenly reappears ten years later at Dallas’s wildlife rehab center in desperate need of a job, Dallas is thrust back into a world he’s worked hard to escape.

Dallas’s silence was supposed to send Nolan scurrying, but what if Nolan ends up being the one person who finally hears him?

Will two men who’ve been fleeing from the past finally come home to Pelican Bay for good or will the silence drive them apart forever?

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EXCERPT

Nolan’s gaze returned to me and the smile fell from his pretty mouth as his eyes held mine. My body instantly responded. Nolan swallowed hard and then his tongue was coming out to wet his lips. I groaned and Nolan snapped his head up at the sound. I half expected him to accuse me of lying about not being able to talk or something, he was staring at me so hard.
“Sorry,” he said, quickly dropping his eyes. “Google said you can still make certain sounds because you’re forcing air out of your body but I…”
His voice dropped off suddenly as he realized what he’d said.
I, myself, was stunned.
He’d googled my condition?
Why?
“Shit, I mean…Oh God, I’m sorry, Dallas. I wasn’t trying to pry into your business but I was curious last night and…fuck.”
I smiled because there was just no getting over how cute he was when he got all flustered. His skin had flushed a pretty shade of pink and I was half tempted to reach out and touch it just to see how warm it was.
Yeah, I really did need to get him out of here.
Since his eyes were downcast, I tapped his arm and then flashed him the okay sign. He nodded but didn’t say anything. I didn’t like how dejected he looked. But I ignored the compelling need to touch him again and went to the door to open it, hoping he’d get the message.
He did.
I followed him outside and watched as he headed towards his car. It wasn’t the same car he’d been driving the night before, so I could only assume that one was in the shop. I watched as Nolan searched his pocket for his keys. He cast me a glance and nodded his head briefly. “Thanks again for last night.” He didn’t wait for me to respond as he went around to the driver’s side of the car. His eyes were downcast as he reached for the door handle, but once he wrapped his fingers around it, he just hung there.
I waited for him to move or, at the very least, say something, but it was like he was locked in place. I was about to tap on the hood of his car to get his attention when I saw his shoulders start to shake. Despair tore through me as I realized what was happening.
And how wholly unequipped I was to handle it.
“Dallas?” Nolan whispered. He didn’t look up as he dashed at his eyes.
At the tears I knew were there, but that I couldn’t see because he refused to look up at me.
“Can I…can I see the baby raccoon?” Nolan asked, his voice barely there.
Something inside of me twisted painfully at the all too familiar scene of the Nolan Grainger who’d haunted my dreams in school.
And not in the good way.
As badly as I wanted to send him on his way, I couldn’t. It was like I was back in my Jeep watching Nolan wipe those fucking eggs off his body as he softly cried.
But there hadn’t been anyone to hear him.
Except me.
And I’d been a goddamned coward.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR


Although Sloane Kennedy always dreamed of being a writer as a teenager, she didn’t take the plunge until March of 2015 when she released her first novel as an independent author. Since then, she has released more than a dozen books including the Amazon best-selling “Barretti Security” series, “Finding” series and “Protectors” series. While she initially began writing M/F romance, she found her true passion writing gay romance and all four of her most recent releases reached the #1 spot on Amazon’s Gay Romance bestseller list and Freeing Zane, her final book in the Barretti Security series, made it to Amazon’s overall bestseller list. Sloane was born in Germany and grew up in Virginia and Wisconsin. Although she currently lives in Wisconsin, the place where she has always felt most at home is Seattle and many of her books take place in the Emerald city. Although she is unmarried, a menagerie of 2 dogs and 3 cats keeps her busy enough and 3 young nieces take care of the rest of her free time. Sloane loves being able to share her passion for romance with readers and she is truly humbled by all the support she’s received from fans and fellow authors alike.

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All or Nothing an all-new, steamy MM romance by Felice Stevens is coming October 3rd!

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All or Nothing
by Felice Stevens
Publication Date: October 3rd, 2017
Genre: Contemporary MM Romance

Cover Designer: Reese Dante

Photographer: Golden Czermak of FuriousFotog

A past he couldn’t forget

Adam Barton is living his dream of working as a firefighter in his small Texas town, but a tragedy from his youth continues to haunt him. He decides New York City is the perfect place to start a new life and joins the FDNY, living and loving his own way—no strings and nothing personal. Until he catches sight of Rico Estevez, the sexy chef with the mysterious smile who rocks his world. After one explosive night together, Adam craves another….And then another. The more he and Rico are together, the more Adam wants him.

A future he never imagined

Rico Estevez is living a lie. For years he’s hidden his sexuality, afraid to hurt the career of his politically ambitious father. He’s the perfect American―the best schools, top of his class and most importantly, to his father, a successful businessman. Who needs a boyfriend when sex is so easy to find? Starting a torrid love affair with Adam Barton isn’t a problem; neither one is looking toward forever. But Rico’s father is about to get the chance of a lifetime and Rico feels forced to play by his rules.

Rules are made to be broken

Adam proves more unforgettable than Rico ever imagines, but he gives in to family pressures above personal desire. When a fire reunites them, both men discover their passion for each other hasn’t died; rather it’s stronger than ever. Want turns to need and something more dangerous to their hearts—love. Adam and Rico know if they want to have it all, they can let no one and nothing stand in their way of a life together.

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About Felice:

I have always been a romantic at heart. I believe that while life is tough, there is always a happy ending around the corner, My characters have to work for it, however. Like life in NYC, nothing comes easy and that includes love, but getting there is oh so fun and oh so sexy.

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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