Cover Reveal: Spark to the Heart (Parkerburg #4) #mmromance #newrelease #coverreveal

Good morning friends! I'm thrilled to have the opportunity to share with you today the gorgeous and sparkling new cover art Havan Fellows and I have for our latest release. We'll have excerpts, contests and a final release date coming up in the next few weeks.

Spark to the heart is the 4th book in the Parkerburg series, about a quaint little town in New England. The story delves into the past of lifelong resident Rosy, and introduces newcomer to town, Jet.



When these two meet up one summer, sparks fly and Author Service's cover captures the heat and romance perfectly!

Spark to the Heart

Parkerburg #4

Blurb:

As a misguided youth, Rosy loved being that kid in Parkerburg—you know the one that everybody swears will end up in jail or comatose—until one summer day on the back roads of town when two lives came to a screeching halt.

Thirteen years later, Rosy owns the local pub on Maple Street and makes a good show of how he's recovered from tragedy. He even convinces himself…until he meets the new man in town and realizes just how okay he isn't. With the demons of his fatal past still stalking Rosy, he has no idea how to switch from simply existing to actually living.

Angus “Jet” Manheim—famous for his smooth, sexy voice and notorious for his hard partying ways—sped through most of his adult life on stage and in the recording studio. Sober and retired to the quaint New England town of Parkerburg, Jet’s ready to slow his soundtrack…until his compelling neighbor—a grumbling, muscular mountain of a man with an odd name—ups the tempo.

Frequently absentminded, Jet finds Rosy an easy object of focus, a solid center around which Jet hopes to build a future. But retirement isn’t easy. The entertainment industry doesn’t stop knocking just because you hang a do not disturb sign.

When Rosy’s and Jet’s pasts try to harmonize with their present, they might have to decide whether the chorus is worth repeating. 

PREORDER AND PURCHASE LINKS COMING SOON. 

Publishing Updates, Fortune Cookies, Top Chef, Grr! #caffeinateme #writestuff #mmromance

Good Morning! *sips coffee* Welcome. It's a whole new world out there folks, and I do not know what to make of it. We shall see how it all goes. Work wise, it's going fairly well. Havan Fellows and i have just finished edits on Spark to the Heart, book 4 in the Parkerburg series. We have a tentative release date planned for that, on February 13th, I think. Pending cover art and proofing, look for excerpts, buy links, cover reveals and a little give away celebration right here. Soon. 

On the Story Orgy front, we've got a new project! Project Fortune Cookie is underway and I am off to a great start with a blurb and a few hundred words. I've got an iffy character name situation though, and am looking for suggestions! Look for more Fortune cookie updates and information over the next few months. Tentative completion date on that project June, with a publication goal of August. 

Also, don't miss this! Crawl in Bed is Back! Check out  Crawling Into Bed With Rio Buchanan from Killer at Christmas by Kera Faire. More interviews to follow. I've got Kimi Saunders and Haley Walsh coming up in the next few weeks. 

Enough work. So, this has been nagging at me for the last few days. Feel free not to read my pre-coffee ranting. Also, SPOILER ALERT! If you're not caught up on Top Chef read no further!

#TopChef, two weeks ago, Jamie Lynch had immunity. The judges made a huge issue about how awful his dish (Chicken satay made with peanut butter *shrug* pedestrian, but really, how bad can it be?) was, and how someone on his team was going home and it was his fault. SO he gave up his immunity- and he went home. Everyone acted so shocked, like it had never been heard of. BUT, I clearly recall at least two times when the judges indicated QUITE strongly that they felt the person with immunity should sacrifice it because their dish was the worst on the team. One was season 11 in New Orleans where Nick made corn silk birds' nests and everyone hated them. He had immunity so Stephanie went home, even though everyone loved her dish. It annoyed me then, how big a deal they made out of the fact that Nick didn't give up his immunity. The whole point of immunity is to protect a chef when they make a cooking gaffe. Take that away, and there are many chef's who wouldn't have made it to the finale.

Jamie Lynch's Side of The Story

There. I said it. *fills coffee cup* Back to regularly scheduled programming.

That's it folks, all the news that's fit to print. I'm off to put some words on the page and dinner on a plate. Or in a crockpot, for you know, dinner later.

Just a reminder that you can save 25% all Lime Time Press titles when purchasing through the Lime Time Press Payhip store by using Code: YY4QONTIU8. 

Happily Ever After, USA Today, Heart on the Run & Chirstmas in His Heart News

Bouncing... absolutely bouncing- cautiously mind you so as not to spill the coffee, because that would be bad- but bouncing nonetheless. Just logged into FaceBook and found that the ever delightful Becky Condit had added both Christmas in His Heart and Heart on the Run to the USA Today Happily Ever After Must Read Romances of 2015 list.

This is an incredible honor and Havan and I are both thrilled!

"This is a great pair of books to read for the holidays. Both will soothe your holiday romantic soul. "

You can read Becky's entire list at 

USA TODAY HAPPILY EVER AFTER

What about you? What are your favorite books you read in 2015?

Kindle Fire Giveaway, Update, Tequila Does What? #caffeinateme #writestuff

Good morning! *sips coffee* Just in case anyone forgot, Havan and I are running around on a blog tour with Heart on the Run. There's a lot of great interviews, fun excerpts, and oh yeah… a chance to win a Kindle Fire!

It's a long tour, and so I just thought I'd share last week's posts in case you missed any.

On Tuesday, Chaz and Sprocket, our main characters (they're so cute) talked about their childhoods at Inked Rainbow Reads .– And then ducked over to Elisa My Reviews and Ramblings for a quickie.  

On Thursday, Havan and I discussed what the future holds at Unquietly Me.  Then confessed our guilty pleasures at Love Bytes

Saturday at Gale Stanley's – We talked philosophy and what makes your clothes fall off. Hint: Tequila is involved. Then we went over to Happily Ever Chapter  to share what Parkerburg means to us.

Heart on the Run

Heart of Parkerburg Book: Two (can be read as a standalone)

November 16, 2015

Available at   All Romance     Smashwords     Amazon

Blurb:

Charles Darwin Millsworth, Chaz to one and all since infancy, has no wish to live up to the grandeur of his name. Fortunately, his Southern belle mama isn’t at all inclined to push her son into a career that won’t make him happy. She thinks he needs to loosen up and enjoy life. After all, that’s the whole point of being independently wealthy, isn’t it?

Chaz can see her point, but his father died in his forties as did his father before him. As far as Chaz is concerned, he has limited time on this earth to make his dreams come true. And he refuses to leave anyone weeping over a wasted life.

Sprocket Moretti is a simple guy. He loves his job, enjoys college, lives in his beloved childhood home—why worry about the little things when the big stuff looks so good. Unfortunately one of the little things he tries not to stress over is a broken friendship with a very hot and bewildering sous chef. They were pals, hung out and had fun. But one night they stepped over that invisible line, and the next morning Chaz kicked Sprocket out of his bed and his life.

Now, no matter how much Sprocket tries to charm Chaz, the guy has no desire to return to their pre-sex playful bantering ways. And if Sprocket stays true to his motto, this little thing—Chaz—should be written off and never worried about again.

If Sprocket had known one night of reality altering orgasms would endanger their easygoing friendship… How do you finish that sentence when all your mind wants is its friend back and all your body wants is another taste?

Excerpt:

Sprocket grabbed the grande hot chocolates—with a dash of his favorite flavoring, pecan—and reached the gazebo with five minutes to spare, per the clock tower.

He set the drinks on the bench of the gazebo so he could spread the blanket across the floor.

“Wow, that’s a huge blanket,” Chaz stated as he took the three step up to stand at the edge of it.

“Never took you for a size queen.” Sprocket winked as he handed him a cup of steaming goodness. “So, what’s for lunch?”

“Oh, well…” Chaz held the basket close to his chest as he slipped off his shoes and situated himself in the middle of the blanket. “Not much.” He pulled a thermos from the basket. “I made homemade tomato soup and chicken salad sandwiches.” He set the thermos down and pulled out wrapped sandwiches, a bag of croutons, a plastic bowl with a translucent red lid, and a small stack of china dishes in rapid succession.

“My grandma used to make me tomato soup and grilled cheese all the time. Except she’d actually grill the cheese before putting it on the sourdough toast. I tried to make it once…didn’t end so well.” He laughed as he shook his head, settling down next to Chaz on the blanket.

“But I’ve heard you and Mason talk; you cook most of the time between the two of you.”

Sprocket accepted the sandwich handed to him and nodded. “Yep. Well you know, we both can cook, but neither of us gets much fun out of it.” He unwrapped the sandwich and picked up half, biting into it. He couldn’t suppress his moan. Damn that was good, and Chaz put nuts in it for crunch, walnuts and pecans. How did he know pecans were Sprocket’s favorite? A part of him wanted to believe maybe Chaz had asked around. Anyone in Craft Time would know and Prudence did too.

Not that it mattered either way. Nothing strange about a friend—and only a friend—knowing something as mundane as that. He quickly chewed and swallowed. “And we definitely don’t do fancy. Unless you count roast, but even then I sprinkle the seasoning on it and throw it in the oven. No fuss, no muss.”

With his next bite, something popped in his mouth, making him want to gag. He held it back, and while Chaz gazed out over the park at the kids running in the playground Sprocket lifted the toast to see what he bit into. Grapes. He grimaced as he quickly plucked the halved grapes out of the salad and dropped them on the napkin by his leg.

“You don’t like grapes?”

Sprocket jumped. Fuck…busted. “I like them fine. I like them right off the vine, frozen, even mashed up as wine…don’t like them so much with seeds, though.”

“Or in a sandwich, apparently.” Chaz noted, gesturing to the evidence on the blanket between them.

“Well…” Sprocket jammed the rest of the sandwich in his mouth and chewed slowly, biding himself some time. While he was trying to break down the enormous amount of food in his mouth, he grabbed the other half of the sandwich and proceeded to pick the grapes out of that also.

Chaz raised an eyebrow at him, and he shrugged. He’d already been caught, no use faking it up now.

Reaching over, Chaz snatched Sprocket’s wrist and guided it to his mouth. Sprocket gulped the food in his mouth down, his stomach somersaulting either from the partially chewed lump it just received or because of the man sitting across from him on the blanket.

This wasn’t what friends did. Friends didn’t use their friend’s fingers as utensils. Still, he probably could’ve gotten past this moment if there hadn’t been a smidge of mayonnaise on the tip of his nail. Chaz spotted it, and while staring Sprocket in the eye, he put that spot right in front of his mouth. They sat like that for an eternity. Sprocket could feel his heart pounding fast, wondered if his pulse alerted Chaz to his extreme interest in the man’s next move.

He wanted to shout at Chaz to lick him. Do it now. Put him out of his misery. There was nothing Sprocket wanted more than to experience the wetness of Chaz’s tongue as it cleaned the white stuff from his finger. That was a lie. Sprocket wanted them to make more white stuff that had to be cleaned off, the kind you couldn’t purchase in a store. Well, maybe you could purchase it…but he really didn’t want his brain to go off on that tangent.

Finally—finally!—Chaz licked the condiment off. Before he could move back and call an end to this little episode, Sprocket broke free of his grip and hooked his hand behind the other man’s neck, holding him there, unable to move away.

When their lips met, it wasn’t gentle and coaxing. Sprocket wasn’t in that kind of mood. He wanted bad and he wanted now. Fuck friends. That whole concept was overrated if it kept him up all night in need. Anyway, this wasn’t his fault. Chaz started this shit; Sprocket would finish it.

And this time, he’d be better prepared. When Chaz kicked him the fuck out of his life, it wouldn’t tear him apart. Because no matter what, he’d make sure there wasn’t a spot in his heart for Chaz. Sprocket willingly would give up half his bed for the man, but nothing more.

While diving his tongue in Chaz’s mouth—reaching far enough back he could say with great certainty Chaz no longer had tonsils—Sprocket damn near convinced himself that he could do that, too.

Then Chaz whimpered, his hand pressing against Sprocket’s chest, right over his heart, and Sprocket knew he was a goner.

USA Today, Holiday Romance, Reviews #caffeinateme #writestuff

Good morning everyone! *sips coffee*  It's a chilly, chilly day here in Southern Illinois. Hope you're having some sunshine out wherever you are, and if the sun's not shining that you're finding some way to stay warm!  Now that Thanksgiving has passed… *whew* I've got a slew of news to share!

Over the weekend Heart on the Run and Christmas in His Heart were featured in USA Today's book section! The lovely Becky Condit reviewed both books and had some very kind things to say.

"Havan Fellows and Lee Brazil have written together and separately for a long time, and this little Christmas novella is a perfect example of why I love their collaboration. The good news is, after you fall in love with Dermot and Xan, there is a sequel, waiting for your reading pleasure …"

And

"This is a great friends-to-lovers trope, and it doesn’t go any smoother than it should. Sometimes they barge ahead, sometimes they back off too much and too often, but they never forget about how much each means to the other."  

That's just the awesomest feeling for an author, to have someone enjoy your work so much!

Holiday stories are great this time of year, so if you haven't picked up Christmas in His Heart or Heart on the Run, you can find them both on sale at All Romance eBooks through Tuesday.

Christmas in His Heart

Christmastime brings joy to hearts everywhere. Between snow angels, festive clothing, holiday decorations, and of course, all the beautiful lights, it’s hard not to partake in the season.

Unless you no longer have Christmas in your heart.

Dermot Alasdair has never shared the horrific memories that keep him from celebrating the happiest time of the year, nor does he ever plan to. He’s fine being alone and shut off from everyone; he has his restaurant and that’s all he needs. He believes that, too…until the craft store next door from his eatery hires a perpetually smiling annoyance. Really, it isn’t normal for someone to be that happy all the time.

Xander Leahman didn’t know what he was getting into when he accepted an invitation to visit his best friend and help her interview people for the newly created position of manager at Craft Time. When a surly man bumps into him and then walks away with an enticing sway to his hips, Xander decides the position—and Dermot—are perfect for him. Now all he can think of is finding ways to get Dermot out of his clothes. Well that, and how to open this grinch’s heart to the Christmas season and, hopefully, love.

Heart on the Run

Charles Darwin Millsworth, Chaz to one and all since infancy, has no wish to live up to the grandeur of his name. Fortunately, his southern belle mama isn’t at all inclined to push her son into a career that won’t make him happy. Or any career for that matter.

As far as Belle is concerned, Chaz needs to loosen up and enjoy life. After all, that’s the whole point of being independently wealthy, isn’t it?

Chaz can see her point, but can’t help it that he has an internal clock ticking away the years. His father died in his forties, and his grandfather before him. As far as Chaz is concerned, that means he has limited time on this earth to make his dreams come true. When his time comes, he doesn’t want to leave anyone weeping over a wasted life.

Sprocket Moretti likes to think of himself as a simple guy. He doesn’t get all worked up over the little things. He loves his assistant manager position at the local craft store, enjoys college, shares the home he grew up in with his bestie…yeah, the big stuff is looking good. Unfortunately one of the little things he tries not to stress over is a broken friendship with a very hot and bewildering sous chef, Chaz. They were buds, they used to grab coffee together and gossip like the old ladies in town, and it was fun. But one night they took the idle chat a step too far, and the next morning Chaz not only kicked Sprocket out of his bed, but out of his life also.

Now, no matter how much Sprocket tries to charm Chaz, the guy has no desire to return to their pre-sex playful bantering ways. And if Sprocket stays true to his motto, this little thing—Chaz—should be written off and never worried about again.

If Sprocket knew one night of reality altering orgasms would endanger their easy going friendship… How do you finish that sentence when all your mind wants is its friend back, and all your body wants is another taste?

Blog Tour Update, Kindle Fire Giveaway, Shivering Cold #pridepromotions #mmromance

Hey everyone! *sips coffee* just a quick post today- as it's Saturday- to remind you that Havan and I are taking our Christmas book- Heart on the Run- on Tour with Pride Promotions. I know. It's still November. But I sit here shivering in my kitchen with news that Chicago is expecting 8 inches of snow, guys! Snow! It feels seasonal enough. J Besides, we're doing a great giveaway on this, a Kindle Fire. So far we've had a blast visiting blogs.

To recap, on last Tuesday we went to Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words where Sprocket tried to share Chaz’s goodies and MM Good Book Reviews Where they wanted to know about our ideal writing caves.

Then on Thursday, we visited our fellow Pulp Friction writer,

Parker Williams to show off our new book before hopping a bus to Parkerburg for the day with the Bayou Book Junkies readers. They surprised us there- in a good way- with a 4.5 star review J

Today we're adding stops at Cheekypee Reads and Reviews, Inked Rainbow Reads Click on over and see what's happening!.

Next week we'll be doing five more stops. Hope to see you there!

24-Nov: Elisa - My Reviews and Ramblings,

26-Nov: Unquietly Me, Love Bytes

28-Nov: Wake Up Your Wild Side, Happily Ever Chapter

Tour Update: November 17th Appearances #heartontherun #kindlefiregiveaway #mmromance #pridepromotions

Hey all! 

The Heart on the Run Blog Tour and Giveaway Post 

Today's tour stops are 

at

 Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words, 
MM Good Book Reviews

Stop by, say hello and enter the drawing. 

Rafflecopter Prize: Kindle Fire with books from Havan Fellows & Lee Brazil

a Rafflecopter giveaway

BUY THE BOOK:   All Romance     Smashwords     Amazon

Heart on the Run

Heart of Parkerburg Book: Two (can be read as a standalone)

November 16, 2015

Blurb:

Charles Darwin Millsworth, Chaz to one and all since infancy, has no wish to live up to the grandeur of his name. Fortunately, his Southern belle mama isn’t at all inclined to push her son into a career that won’t make him happy. She thinks he needs to loosen up and enjoy life. After all, that’s the whole point of being independently wealthy, isn’t it?

Chaz can see her point, but his father died in his forties as did his father before him. As far as Chaz is concerned, he has limited time on this earth to make his dreams come true. And he refuses to leave anyone weeping over a wasted life.

Sprocket Moretti is a simple guy. He loves his job, enjoys college, lives in his beloved childhood home—why worry about the little things when the big stuff looks so good. Unfortunately one of the little things he tries not to stress over is a broken friendship with a very hot and bewildering sous chef. They were pals, hung out and had fun. But one night they stepped over that invisible line, and the next morning Chaz kicked Sprocket out of his bed and his life.

Now, no matter how much Sprocket tries to charm Chaz, the guy has no desire to return to their pre-sex playful bantering ways. And if Sprocket stays true to his motto, this little thing—Chaz—should be written off and never worried about again.

If Sprocket had known one night of reality altering orgasms would endanger their easygoing friendship… How do you finish that sentence when all your mind wants is its friend back and all your body wants is another taste?

Heart on the Run Blog Tour with Kindle Fire Giveaway, New Release, Holiday Romance #rafflecopter

The Heart on the Run Blog Tour and Giveaway Post 
As promised y'all, here are the details of the tour and giveaway. 

Tour Dates & Stops:

17-Nov: Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words, MM Good Book Reviews

19-Nov: Parker Williams, Bayou Book Junkie

21-Nov: Cheekypee Reads and Reviews, Inked Rainbow Reads

24-Nov: Elisa - My Reviews and Ramblings,

26-Nov: Unquietly Me, Love Bytes

28-Nov: Wake Up Your Wild Side, Happily Ever Chapter

1-Dec: Wicked Faerie's Tales and Reviews, Velvet Panic

3-Dec: TTC Books and More

5-Dec: The Jena Wade, Jessie G. Books

8-Dec: V's Reads, Cathy Brockman Romances

10-Dec: Nautical Star Books, Louise Lyons

12-Dec: My Fiction Nook

15-Dec: Book Reviews, Rants, and Raves, Books A to Z

17-Dec: Jessie G. Books

19-Dec: The Day Before You Came

22-Dec: QUEERcentric Books

24-Dec: Prism Book Alliance

26-Dec: Kimi-Chan

29-Dec: Vampires, Werewolves, and Fairies, Oh My, Molly Lolly

31-Dec: BFD Book Blog, Alpha Book Club

2-Jan: Sassygirl Books, Dawn’s Reading Nook

Rafflecopter Prize: Kindle Fire with books from Havan Fellows & Lee Brazil

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Heart on the Run

Heart of Parkerburg Book: Two (can be read as a standalone)

November 16, 2015

Blurb:

Charles Darwin Millsworth, Chaz to one and all since infancy, has no wish to live up to the grandeur of his name. Fortunately, his Southern belle mama isn’t at all inclined to push her son into a career that won’t make him happy. She thinks he needs to loosen up and enjoy life. After all, that’s the whole point of being independently wealthy, isn’t it?

Chaz can see her point, but his father died in his forties as did his father before him. As far as Chaz is concerned, he has limited time on this earth to make his dreams come true. And he refuses to leave anyone weeping over a wasted life.

Sprocket Moretti is a simple guy. He loves his job, enjoys college, lives in his beloved childhood home—why worry about the little things when the big stuff looks so good. Unfortunately one of the little things he tries not to stress over is a broken friendship with a very hot and bewildering sous chef. They were pals, hung out and had fun. But one night they stepped over that invisible line, and the next morning Chaz kicked Sprocket out of his bed and his life.

Now, no matter how much Sprocket tries to charm Chaz, the guy has no desire to return to their pre-sex playful bantering ways. And if Sprocket stays true to his motto, this little thing—Chaz—should be written off and never worried about again.

If Sprocket had known one night of reality altering orgasms would endanger their easygoing friendship… How do you finish that sentence when all your mind wants is its friend back and all your body wants is another taste?

Excerpt:

Sprocket grabbed the grande hot chocolates—with a dash of his favorite flavoring, pecan—and reached the gazebo with five minutes to spare, per the clock tower.

He set the drinks on the bench of the gazebo so he could spread the blanket across the floor.

“Wow, that’s a huge blanket,” Chaz stated as he took the three step up to stand at the edge of it.

“Never took you for a size queen.” Sprocket winked as he handed him a cup of steaming goodness. “So, what’s for lunch?”

“Oh, well…” Chaz held the basket close to his chest as he slipped off his shoes and situated himself in the middle of the blanket. “Not much.” He pulled a thermos from the basket. “I made homemade tomato soup and chicken salad sandwiches.” He set the thermos down and pulled out wrapped sandwiches, a bag of croutons, a plastic bowl with a translucent red lid, and a small stack of china dishes in rapid succession.

“My grandma used to make me tomato soup and grilled cheese all the time. Except she’d actually grill the cheese before putting it on the sourdough toast. I tried to make it once…didn’t end so well.” He laughed as he shook his head, settling down next to Chaz on the blanket.

“But I’ve heard you and Mason talk; you cook most of the time between the two of you.”

Sprocket accepted the sandwich handed to him and nodded. “Yep. Well you know, we both can cook, but neither of us gets much fun out of it.” He unwrapped the sandwich and picked up half, biting into it. He couldn’t suppress his moan. Damn that was good, and Chaz put nuts in it for crunch, walnuts and pecans. How did he know pecans were Sprocket’s favorite? A part of him wanted to believe maybe Chaz had asked around. Anyone in Craft Time would know and Prudence did too.

Not that it mattered either way. Nothing strange about a friend—and only a friend—knowing something as mundane as that. He quickly chewed and swallowed. “And we definitely don’t do fancy. Unless you count roast, but even then I sprinkle the seasoning on it and throw it in the oven. No fuss, no muss.”

With his next bite, something popped in his mouth, making him want to gag. He held it back, and while Chaz gazed out over the park at the kids running in the playground Sprocket lifted the toast to see what he bit into. Grapes. He grimaced as he quickly plucked the halved grapes out of the salad and dropped them on the napkin by his leg.

“You don’t like grapes?”

Sprocket jumped. Fuck…busted. “I like them fine. I like them right off the vine, frozen, even mashed up as wine…don’t like them so much with seeds, though.”

“Or in a sandwich, apparently.” Chaz noted, gesturing to the evidence on the blanket between them.

“Well…” Sprocket jammed the rest of the sandwich in his mouth and chewed slowly, biding himself some time. While he was trying to break down the enormous amount of food in his mouth, he grabbed the other half of the sandwich and proceeded to pick the grapes out of that also.

Chaz raised an eyebrow at him, and he shrugged. He’d already been caught, no use faking it up now.

Reaching over, Chaz snatched Sprocket’s wrist and guided it to his mouth. Sprocket gulped the food in his mouth down, his stomach somersaulting either from the partially chewed lump it just received or because of the man sitting across from him on the blanket.

This wasn’t what friends did. Friends didn’t use their friend’s fingers as utensils. Still, he probably could’ve gotten past this moment if there hadn’t been a smidge of mayonnaise on the tip of his nail. Chaz spotted it, and while staring Sprocket in the eye, he put that spot right in front of his mouth. They sat like that for an eternity. Sprocket could feel his heart pounding fast, wondered if his pulse alerted Chaz to his extreme interest in the man’s next move.

He wanted to shout at Chaz to lick him. Do it now. Put him out of his misery. There was nothing Sprocket wanted more than to experience the wetness of Chaz’s tongue as it cleaned the white stuff from his finger. That was a lie. Sprocket wanted them to make more white stuff that had to be cleaned off, the kind you couldn’t purchase in a store. Well, maybe you could purchase it…but he really didn’t want his brain to go off on that tangent.

Finally—finally!—Chaz licked the condiment off. Before he could move back and call an end to this little episode, Sprocket broke free of his grip and hooked his hand behind the other man’s neck, holding him there, unable to move away.

When their lips met, it wasn’t gentle and coaxing. Sprocket wasn’t in that kind of mood. He wanted bad and he wanted now. Fuck friends. That whole concept was overrated if it kept him up all night in need. Anyway, this wasn’t his fault. Chaz started this shit; Sprocket would finish it.

And this time, he’d be better prepared. When Chaz kicked him the fuck out of his life, it wouldn’t tear him apart. Because no matter what, he’d make sure there wasn’t a spot in his heart for Chaz. Sprocket willingly would give up half his bed for the man, but nothing more.

While diving his tongue in Chaz’s mouth—reaching far enough back he could say with great certainty Chaz no longer had tonsils—Sprocket damn near convinced himself that he could do that, too.

Then Chaz whimpered, his hand pressing against Sprocket’s chest, right over his heart, and Sprocket knew he was a goner.

BUY THE BOOK:   All Romance     Smashwords     Amazon

New Release: Heart on the Run #mmromance #holidayromance #

New Release Announcement

Heart on the Run

Hearts of Parkerburg #2

Get yours at    All Romance  Smashwords

About the book

Charles Darwin Millsworth, Chaz to one and all since infancy, has no wish to live up to the grandeur of his name. Fortunately, his Southern belle mama isn’t at all inclined to push her son into a career that won’t make him happy. She thinks he needs to loosen up and enjoy life. After all, that’s the whole point of being independently wealthy, isn’t it?

Chaz can see her point, but his father died in his forties as did his father before him. As far as Chaz is concerned, he has limited time on this earth to make his dreams come true. And he refuses to leave anyone weeping over a wasted life.

Sprocket Moretti is a simple guy. He loves his job, enjoys college, lives in his beloved childhood home—why worry about the little things when the big stuff looks so good. Unfortunately, one of the little things he tries not to stress over is a broken friendship with a very hot and bewildering sous chef. They were pals, hung out and had fun. But one night they stepped over that invisible line, and the next morning Chaz kicked Sprocket out of his bed and his life.

Now, no matter how much Sprocket tries to charm Chaz, the guy has no desire to return to their pre-sex playful bantering ways. And if Sprocket stays true to his motto, this little thing—Chaz—should be written off and never worried about again.

If Sprocket had known one night of reality-altering orgasms would endanger their easygoing friendship… How do you finish that sentence when all your mind wants is its friend back and all your body wants is another taste?

The Hearts of Parkerburg stories can be read as standalones, each with a HEA...but trust me, you'll want to read about all the sweet happenings in this quaint little town.

An excerpt from the book

Shoring up his defenses, Chaz dragged in a deep, calming breath, counted to ten, like his mama taught him, and threw himself out into the fray.

The jangling bell attracted both Xander’s and Sprocket’s attention. Xander’s smile widened, his mouth parted to utter a greeting. Before any words came, though, Sprocket whirled with an excited squeal.

Chaz saw it coming. He held up a hand, as though that would do any good.

Xander saw it too. He stepped back and raised his Chinese takeout boxes.

Even Sprocket saw it coming. The squeal died. His cute little bow of a mouth turned into a startled “o” that triggered filthy memories Chaz had been suppressing for months.

The breeze caught one plastic lid, swirled it in a delicate dance of passion and denial, then swept it off down the street. A pumpkin and spice scented arc of coffee, thick and creamy and scalding hot, whirled up from the cup like a genie from a brass lamp, seemed to hover in midair, choosing its target, before darting forward and tagging Chaz squarely in the chest.

He dropped his hand, squeezed his eyes shut, and counted again. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. He opened his eyes and reassessed the situation. “Hello, Sprocket, Xander.”

“Hi there, Chaz.” Xander’s eyes danced merrily, and his lips twitched.

“I’m so sorry!” Sprocket reached, coffee cup in hand to help. “Let me—”

“No. I’m fine.” Instinct kicked in, self-preservation…whatever. Chaz backed away from that reaching hand, ignoring the hurt in Sprocket’s gaze. “Got to get the boss’s coffee.” He bolted around the two, aware of their voices as the distance between them increased.

***

Sprocket tapped his tongue against the double studs in the left side of his bottom lip as he stared at the quickly disappearing figure. He was ready to throw in the towel—which would’ve come in seriously handy a few moments ago—with trying to patch things up with Chaz. Anybody else he probably would’ve. If someone wanted nothing to do with him fine, so be it.

Except, losing an associate didn’t bug him as much as this chasm between him and the sous chef. Who knew their light friendship meant so much to him?

He stared at the entrance to Prudence’s coffee shop where Chaz had disappeared.

Yeah, Sprocket missed the easy conversations they used to share, the jokes and laughs. He didn’t understand why everything had suddenly screeched to a halt.

Okay, technically he did understand it. Some people couldn’t differentiate between sex for pleasure and sex for forever…and maybe Chaz was one of those people. But if Sprocket had known that their one time almost a year ago would fuck up their friendship…hell, he didn’t know. Would he have stopped Chaz from talking him into going over for a homemade dinner on the house? Would he have stopped Chaz when the lean, handsome auburn-haired man started undressing him? Would he have stopped Chaz when the man dropped to his knees and stared up with those intense sky blue eyes?

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4.5 Stars! From Claire at Divine Magazine

"Fabulous! That is all."

"This novel is angsty and frustrating, romantic and sexy, with MCs that really reach out and grab you. It's a fabulous book!"

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If you enjoyed this visit to Parkerburg, check out Christmas in His Heart!

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Christmastime brings joy to hearts everywhere. Between snow angels, festive clothing, holiday decorations, and of course, all the beautiful lights, it’s hard not to partake in the season.

Unless you no longer have Christmas in your heart.

Dermot Alasdair has never shared the horrific memories that keep him from celebrating the happiest time of the year, nor does he ever plan to. He’s fine being alone and shut off from everyone; he has his restaurant and that’s all he needs. He believes that, too…until the craft store next door from his eatery hires a perpetually smiling annoyance. Really, it isn’t normal for someone to be that happy all the time.

Xander Leahman didn’t know what he was getting into when he accepted an invitation to visit his best friend and help her interview people for the newly created position of manager at Craft Time. When a surly man bumps into him and then walks away with an enticing sway to his hips, Xander decides the position—and Dermot—are perfect for him. Now all he can think of is finding ways to get Dermot out of his clothes. Well that, and how to open this grinch’s heart to the Christmas season and, hopefully, love.

Excerpt:

Shawna started flipping through the haphazardly chicken-scratched pages. “I put the ordering codes for those pre-made kits in here somewhere. Mrs. Mincer’s new project reminded me I wanted to order some for the endcap on the back aisle. I think the kids would love them as Christmas gifts.”

Xander leaned on the counter and tried to read the pages upside down, which wasn’t hard considering some of them were evidently written upside down. “As long as you don’t plan to try and pawn one off on Mrs. Mincer, imagine her outrage at a pre-made feeder,” he whispered.

Shawna gasped. “Do I possess such nerve?”

“Yeah, you do.” He straightened and wiped his hand over the counter, brushing off nonexistent dust. “So, I’m thinking of grabbing some lunch at Alimentaire today, you want me to bring you anything?”

The speed with which Shawna jerked her head up would’ve given a weaker person whiplash. “Xander…”

“What?” He grabbed his coffee mug and downed the now cold liquid in two gulps. “Oh, look at that, I’m empty. Would you like a cup?” He turned before she took him up on his offer and fast-walked toward the office where the little kitchenette was located. It wasn’t much really, a counter with a stainless steel sink, tiny microwave, and coffee maker. Underneath, a mini-fridge nestled between two storage cabinets.

“Don’t think you can dodge me that easily.” She rounded the corner and burst into the room like a woman on a mission. “You’re going over there to see him. Don’t deny it.”

“I deny nothing, and admit to the exact same thing. What’s the big deal? He’s a nice guy.”

A snort was her elegant response. He raised his eyebrow to her while reaching for the coffee pot.

“He’s mean, Xan. You don’t do mean, you do happy.”

“He’s sexy. I do do sexy,” Xander countered.

She rolled her eyes and laughed. “Oh, so you’re using that head to eat lunch with.”

“Maybe I just want to see if I can make him smile.” Xander sighed.

She shook her head at him. “Just don’t tell him any of your jokes.” Carefully snatching the now full and doctored coffee mug in his hands, she winked. “You want him to laugh with you, not at you.”

“Oh, ha ha,” he grumbled, suppressing the urge to give her back the middle finger salute.

All Romance eBooks Reader Reviews (2)

Submitted By: JymmyRob on Dec 13, 2014

This is a very smooth and heart encompassing read. Xander and Dermot, each with their own unique characteristics and endearing qualities, are at once so easy to respect and to love; and this is continually built upon and carried throughout right to the last sentence of the tale. There are no crevasses that the reader must leap over, no rapids to navigate, not even a snow storm to maneuver through; just a delightfully captivating fantasy to experience and savor!

Submitted By: karenminfl on Dec 9, 2014

We get to see two strong men. One has every reason to hate Christmas and Xander is willing to keep things simple for his man. They have so much to work through and a near disaster almost derails the whole thing. This story really gives you a great feeling for the Christmas reading season.