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Wednesday, 21 June 2017


About the Book
Title: Cry Wolf
Author: Greta Stone
Genre: M/M Urban fantasy
Everything you know is a lie.

Peter is a kitsune. Chaos follows him wherever he goes. Good intentions, bad intentions---it doesn’t matter. Even mimicking the howl of a friend he hasn’t seen in over a decade turns out to have disastrous consequences.

The wolf doesn’t have a name. For now, he goes by Luca. He has no past, and as an escaped slave, if he can’t stay hidden in the shadows, he’ll have no future. When someone steals his howl, he’s drawn to investigate, and ends up saddled with a mouthy fox who insists they used to be friends once upon a time.

Petty problems and a dubious reunion are pushed aside the longer they're stranded together. The Underwood is a dangerous place.
They have two choices: work together or die.

Join Greta Stone in a dark paranormal MM romance retelling of Aesop’s fable, The Boy Who Cried Wolf, and David P. Mannix's classic novel, The Fox and the Hound.


Author Bio
Greta is the unruly offspring of a tiger and a dragon. She spends most of her time reading, stalking Goodreads, and harassing other authors with pranks. She loves to hear from readers. (Hi, Mom.) Leave a message after the scream! (Seriously, Mom. You can just call me.)


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Website link for Greta - http://www.gretastone.net/


Book Excerpts

Excerpt One

Peter wheezed. “I can’t believe I just did that.”
Luca rolled onto the square yard’s swept stone. His hipbone and elbow were bruised, but he imagined it didn’t even compare to what Peter was feeling right now.
I told you it was a bad idea.”
Peter rolled onto his back, a constant drizzle of steady rain mixed with the blood pouring from his nostrils in dark greenish tracks. He touched the back of his hand to the gore, nose scrunching in a wince. And then he yawned like the pain was gone.
Well don’t rush to ask if I’m okay, Luca.”
You just had to try it. You just couldn’t let it go. I told you that flying takes skill. I told you that you can’t just pretend your way through some things. We’re lucky we didn’t drop clear out of the sky the second you took off.”
You know, I hear that you’re mad, and all I have to say is that no one told you to go along with my idea. If you felt that strongly about it, you should’ve said something.”
Luca almost punched him. “You told me to go along with your idea.”
So admit that you had a little bit of fun and I’ll take you for another spin.”
I didn’t have fun.” Luca rubbed the bleeding cut on his chin. “Actually, right around now is when I start to hold you responsible.”
Peter writhed in feigned agony. “Oh, the burden.”
Luca told himself he found nothing intriguing about this impishness. “I hate you.”

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How to Win a Free e-Book Copy of Cry Wolf

The first 5 people to comment on one of Greta Stone’s tour post will automatically win a free e-book copy of Cry Wolf. Available formats include: mobi, pdf, epub, and prc. Interested parties should email newgotham1@gmail.com with their e-book format preference for their prizes. Greta will submit prizes at the end of each tour day.

Get a book and cozy up on the couch with a rude mug!

Nothing beats reading with a warm cup of coffee or tea. This is precisely a horde of gremlins ransacked Granny’s kitchen and stole all her mugs. Each one is inspired by a different character in the book, and signed by the character.

Granny Sole’s Mug:
That’s what I do. I drink and I know things.”


Peter’s Mug:
Oh, for ‘fox’ sake.”


Luca’s Mug:
Keep calm and demand trial by combat.”


Elderstone Keys – What’s the big deal?


There is a house in New Gotham that is rumored to be haunted. No one has lived in it since the Great Depression, and no one can recall what its last occupants looked like, what they did for a living or where they went. Only one is fated to enter and learn its secrets. Anytime I host a contest, I give away keys to Elderstone. The person who collects ten of them is fated to own the house.



Image Credits
  • That’s What I Mug – Fred & Lavine
  • Fox Mug – Vivid Giftworks
  • Keep Calm Mug – Penny Lane Gifts
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Wednesday, 14 June 2017
Why set a book in the 1950s?
by Liv Rancourt

First, I want to thank Annette and the gang at the ZipperRippers for having me back as a guest. This is one of my favorite blog tour stops! (You're very welcome!)

When most readers think of historical romances, they picture women in hoopskirts and men in waistcoats…or, um, no shirt at all. Historical must mean Regency, Victorian, or maybe Medieval stories, right? Maybe some Vikings? But not 1955.

Right?

Right. Those time periods, particularly the Regency period, provide the most popular settings for historical romance. Despite that, I skipped over those possibilities, for a couple different reasons. My most obvious motivation was a call for submissions I saw about three years ago, asking for stories set in the ‘50s.

Submission calls are cool, because they give an author a specific idea to write about, something the publisher is actively looking for. Often, they’re for short stories or novellas, and can be a good way to get your foot in the door without having to write 80,000 words first.
Since Aqua Follies is obviously not a part of an anthology, you can see the whole call for submissions thing didn’t work out. The publisher didn’t offer me a contract, but it turned out okay. The original version that the publisher saw was only about fifty pages long, and by the time I finished, I’d done enough research into the time period to be hooked on the story.

The ‘50s were a complicated decade. The country had come through the horror of World War II, and people were determined to be happy. This quote by the novelist Edmund White that describes the time period very well.

I lived through the Fifties in the Midwest when everything that was happening - the repression of homosexuality, for instance, the demonization of the Left, the giggly, soporific ordinariness of adolescence, the stone-deafness to the social injustice all around us - seemed not only unobjectionable but also nonexistent.

Society had definite problems, but there was pressure to present a certain image, to live up to social expectations. Being gay and acting on your inclination was definitely not accepted. At the same time, it happened. People of all different orientations found a way to live.

For some it meant a sad and lonely repression. Others were traumatized, punished, even killed. But a few found a way to make it work. I think whenever you scratch beneath a stereotype, you find the truth covers a whole range of realities. That is the space I wanted to explore with Aqua Follies, and what motivated me to rework it into a longer novel.

The ‘50s might not be the most popular decade for romance writers, but for a gay romance, there sure was a whole lot to work with.

Thanks again to ZipperRippers for having me, and keep reading, because there’s an excerpt below. This is the last day of my preorder period, so you can still get Aqua Follies for $0.99. After its release tomorrow it’ll go up to the regular price of $3.99. And make sure you enter the rafflecopter giveaway for a $25 gift card!

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Aqua Follies Blurb

The 1950s. Postwar exuberance. Conformity. Rock and roll.

Homophobia.

Russell tells himself he’ll marry Susie because it’s the right thing to do. His summer job coaching her water ballet team will give him plenty of opportunity to give her a ring. But on the team’s trip to the annual Aqua Follies, the joyful glide of a trumpet player’s solo hits Russell like a torpedo, blowing apart his carefully constructed plans.

From the orchestra pit, Skip watches Poseidon’s younger brother stalk along the pool deck. It never hurts to smile at a man, because sometimes good things can come of it. Once the last note has been played, Skip gives it a shot.

The tenuous connection forged by a simple smile leads to events that dismantle both their lives. Has the damage been done, or can they pick up the pieces together?



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Excerpt 2 from Aqua Follies by Liv Rancourt:

The days passed in a blur of calisthenics and choreography, trips to the laundromat for clean shirts and stilted newspaper photo shoots. Russell spent the shows trying not to make calf’s eyes at the orchestra pit, and Skip disappeared every night without taking him up on his offer for a drink. By Sunday, Russell concluded that his attempted apology hadn’t worked. The memory of Skip’s mouth pressed warm against his lips, the taste of whiskey, and the scratch of whiskers against his chin made the rejection more painful.
Wednesday was closing night. One more show. Their train would leave the next afternoon. Russell marched along the deck like a robot, barking commands at the girls during their warm-up, barely watching their routines. The muggy heat never broke, and before intermission, sweat plastered his button-down shirt to his skin.
Russell had the girls work through some figures. Through grumbles, they began a series of catalinas, cranes, and flamingos. Straightening his tie so the knot sat evenly between the flaps of his collar, he filled his lungs with the boggy, rotten-egg lake smell in an attempt to wash away the puddle of melancholy sloshing around in his gut.
Susie broke ranks, pulling up to the side of the pool to work out a cramp. Under other circumstances, he’d give her a quick scold and send her back to the water. Tonight he ignored her, telling himself she was the cause of his unhappiness.
Who am I kidding? His relief at being done with Susie was almost pathetic. Heat built in his groin, a slow swelling, a pressure so sweet, it caused pain. He wanted Skip. Now. He didn’t want to go off into some mythical future without touching him. Tonight. The lanky musician didn’t fight his nature, and Russell needed another taste of his life.
He stuffed his hands in his trouser pockets to hide his clenched fists. He could wish and want and hope all night long, but if he wasn’t willing to do anything about it, he’d end up alone.
Before the show started, the director stood at the edge of the stage and gave the performers a pep talk. He assured the dancers the crew would do their best to keep the stage dry if it rained, and complimented the swimmers on a fine performance the night before. Russell’s gaze drifted over to the band, right about the time Skip looked in his direction, and the director might have been a dog barking down the block
Russell smiled, as broad and inviting as possible. Skip didn’t return his smile, but he didn’t turn away either. His expression might have softened, or maybe the distance and the misting rain blurred his features the way fog turned oak trees into green-gray smudges.
The moment passed.
Skip lifted his horn and laughed in response to something Russell couldn’t hear. Aunt Maude waved from stage left, demanding Russell’s attention, reminding him of what was possible.
And what was not possible.
The girls made it through the Aqua Dixie minstrel number without any problems. Their moves were sharp, elegant, and their smiles brilliant. Russell allowed himself to relax, even laughed at the MC’s tired jokes.
Then the conductor counted off “In the Mood.”
Skip rose above the band to play his solo, and desire crystalized in Russell’s soul, brittle enough to cut deep if it shattered.
But he felt more than desire, more than the simple physical urge a man could handle on his own. He wanted to know Skip, to share in the warmth of his optimism. Russell shut his eyes, indulging in the trumpet’s bell-like tone. A kiss meant something. Both the giver and the receiver had to lower their guard, leave themselves open. They’d done a lot more than just kiss, but still, he couldn’t get on the train to Red Wing without talking to Skip one last time.
They still had things to say to one another.



Read More on LivRancourt.com

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About the Author

About Liv Rancourt
I write romance: m/f, m/m, and v/h, where the h is for human and the v is for vampire … or sometimes demon … I lean more towards funny than angst. When I’m not writing I take care of tiny premature babies or teenagers, depending on whether I’m at home or at work. My husband is a soul of patience, my dog’s cuteness is legendary, and we share the homestead with three ferrets. Who steal things. Because they’re brats.

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Wednesday, 7 June 2017


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Cover Design:
Meredith Russell


Release Date: July 12 2017

Harrisburg Railers Series

First Season (Book #2) - Coming soon! 

Blurb

Can Tennant show Jared that age is just a number, and that love is all that matters?

The Rowe Brothers are famous hockey hotshots, but as the youngest of the trio, Tennant has always had to play against his brothers’ reputations. To get out of their shadows, and against their advice, he accepts a trade to the Harrisburg Railers, where he runs into Jared Madsen. Mads is an old family friend and his brother’s one-time teammate. Mads is Tennant’s new coach. And Mads is the sexiest thing he’s ever laid eyes on.

Jared Madsen’s hockey career was cut short by a fault in his heart, but coaching keeps him close to the game. When Ten is traded to the team, his carefully organized world is thrown into chaos. Nine years his junior and his best friend’s brother, he knows Ten is strictly off-limits, but as soon as he sees Ten’s moves, on and off the ice, he knows that his heart could get him into trouble again.


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RJ Scott is the bestselling romance author of over 100 romance books. She writes emotional stories of complicated characters, cowboys, millionaire, princes, and the men and women who get mixed up in their lives. RJ is known for writing books that always end with a happy ever after. She lives just outside London and spends every waking minute she isn't with family either reading or writing.

The last time she had a week’s break from writing she didn't like it one little bit, and she has yet to meet a bottle of wine she couldn’t defeat.

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V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, walking, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a flock of assorted domestic fowl, and two Jersey steers.

When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.

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Thursday, 25 May 2017

Tuesday, 16 May 2017



Buy Links: Amazon US | Amazon UK

Length: 120,000 words

Blurb

Dr. Mikhail “Misha” Budnikov takes one look at fellow fencer Ryan O’Connor and instantly knows his type. The undisciplined hothead is all ego with no finesse and even less control. In short, Misha’s pet peeves personified. To put the arrogant kid in check, Misha challenges him to a sparring match, which he predictably wins.

Not so predictably, Ryan asks him to be a mentor and show him how to fence. Startled by the moment of humility, Misha agrees.

What begins as fencing lessons becomes something much hotter, and before they know it, Misha is giving Ryan an entirely different kind of education. Dominance, submission, pain, pleasure—at the hands of an older, experienced man, a whole new world is opening up for Ryan.

As the trust deepens and their bond strengthens, though, Ryan retreats because that sham called love left him jaded long ago. Cynical beyond his years, he’s not letting his guard down, least of all for a thrice-divorced man twice his age.

Now Misha has to find a way to crack through those defenses…or accept defeat and walk away from the submissive who might just be the love of his life.



Author Bio

L.A. Witt is an abnormal M/M romance writer who has finally been released from the purgatorial corn maze of Omaha, Nebraska, and now spends her time on the southwestern coast of Spain. In between wondering how she didn’t lose her mind in Omaha, she explores the country with her husband, several clairvoyant hamsters, and an ever-growing herd of rabid plot bunnies. She also has substantially more time on her hands these days, as she has recruited a small army of mercenaries to search South America for her nemesis, romance author Lauren Gallagher, but don’t tell Lauren. And definitely don’t tell Lori A. Witt or Ann Gallagher. Neither of those twits can keep their mouths shut…

Website: http://www.gallagherwitt.com
E-mail: gallagherwitt@gmail.com
Twitter: @GallagherWitt
Blog: http://gallagherwitt.blogspot.com


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Monday, 15 May 2017
Maelstrom
by Kass Barrow
M/M Contemporary

Buy Links: JMS Books | Amazon US | Amazon UK

Length: 69,000 words

Publisher: JMS Books 


Blurb

When Kylor Knightley, a multi-millionaire nightclub owner, is out talent-spotting at an open mic event in London’s Limehouse district, the last thing the stiff-lipped Brit expects is to fall head-over-heels for a devastatingly handsome singer ten years his junior.

Born in New York, twenty-two-year-old Eden McFadden now calls London home and has ambitions of making it big in the capital’s music scene. In the meantime, the feisty free spirit is secretly rocking it as a stripper at a gay club in Soho. But when fate brings him and Kylor together in Limehouse, it starts a chain of events that tears both of their worlds apart.

It’s going to take some serious attitude adjustment for the smart-mouthed stripper and the arrogant British gent to find common ground, but the attraction is too strong to ignore. Sometimes you have to trust in fate and see where it takes you.


Thursday, 4 May 2017
Angel’s Feather by Alina Popescu

Recently released gay science fiction novella Angel’s Feather, the first book in the Flyer Chronicles series.

Wednesday, 3 May 2017

Tuesday, 2 May 2017


Buy Links: Dreamspinner | Amazon US | Amazon UK

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Length: 63,000 words

Cover Design: Reece Dante 

Blurb

Jimmy and Mark make an adorable couple. Jimmy’s kindness (and clean-cut cuteness) radiates out of him like light. Mark, although a bit older, complements Jimmy with his humor and his openness to love.

But between them, a dark secret lurks, one that has the power to destroy.

See, when Mark believes he's meeting Jimmy for the first time in the diner where he works, he's wrong.

Mark has no recollection of their original encounter because the wholesome Jimmy of today couldn’t be more different than he was two years ago. Back then, Jimmy sported multiple piercings, had long bleached dreadlocks, facial hair, and was painfully skinny. And he was a meth addict. The drug transformed him into a different person—a lying, conniving thief who robbed Mark blind during their one-night stand.

Mark doesn’t associate the memory of a hookup gone horribly wrong with this fresh-faced, smiling twenty-something… but Jimmy knows. As they begin a dance of love and attraction, will Jimmy be brave enough to reveal the truth? And if he does, will Mark be able to forgive him? Can he see Jimmy for the man he is now and not the addict he was? The answers will depend on whether true love holds enough light to shine through the darkness of past mistakes.


Excerpt

I watch from the corner of my eye as Cinnamon Roll, as I’ve dubbed him, downs his low-carb breakfast. How someone can eat poached eggs without any toast is beyond me, but it takes all kinds.

“You got a thing for him or what?” Matilda Blake, the other server on duty, whispers to me. She pauses just behind me with three plates balanced on two arms. I smell pancakes, bacon, and the sage aroma of sausage.

I turn a little to grin. “What?”

“Ah, don’t play innocent with me, Mister. I could see the lust in your eyes from fifty paces.”

I shrug. “Guilty. Maybe. A little.”

She laughs, and it’s a sound like a bell tinkling. Matilda doesn’t even reach five feet and probably doesn’t top ninety pounds, but she’s a workhorse like you wouldn’t believe. She has short, spiked blonde hair and numerous tattoos. On the weekends, she plays in an all-girl metal band called Two Spirit. And in my head, I call her Tinker Bell, because that’s who she looks like to me. She takes off to serve her customers, but not without prompting me to “Go over and talk to him.”

I busy myself filling ketchup bottles and the salt and pepper shakers I’ve removed from empty tables, but I keep an eye on Cinnamon Roll. His food is gone and the newspaper’s been abandoned and he’s staring off into space. I shudder because I wonder if he’s recognized me and is thinking about our last encounter, a little over two years ago, at his place on Dexter Avenue.

But no, that couldn’t be possible, could it? I’m a different person now, inside and out. Back then I was twenty, twenty-five pounds lighter than my current one hundred and sixty-five. I had a septum piercing like Ferdinand the Bull. My hair, which is now cut high and tight and is reddish brown, was long back then, bleached blond, dirty, and tangled up in dreadlocks that reached down almost to my waist. My skin had, I’m sure, a pasty and unhealthy pallor.

That person doesn’t even exist anymore, and even though it’s only been two years, I look completely different today. He’s probably just thinking about his day or something.

Right?

I walk over to his table, a little nervous that he’d come to and look at me with an accusing glare. There’d be a scene. And maybe I’d end up getting fired or something. Thinking back to what I did to him, I deserve it.

But when I approach his table, all he does is smile. And that smile melts my heart. It did back then too. Just not enough to keep me from my desperate and dark ways.

“You need anything else?”

He looks down at his paper and back up at me. A blush rises to his cheeks, and I gotta say it—there’s nothing more adorable than this face staring up at me right now.




Author Bio

Rick R. Reed is all about exploring the romantic entanglements of gay men in contemporary, realistic settings. While his stories often contain elements of suspense, mystery and the paranormal, his focus ultimately returns to the power of love.

He is the author of dozens of published novels, novellas, and short stories. He is a three-time EPIC eBook Award winner (for Caregiver, Orientation and The Blue Moon Cafe). He is also a Rainbow Award Winner for both Caregiver and Raining Men. Lambda Literary Review has called him, "a writer that doesn't disappoint."

Rick lives in Seattle with his husband and a very spoiled Boston terrier. He is forever "at work on another novel."

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Website: www.rickrreed.com
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Email: rickrreedbooks@gmail.com

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Wednesday, 26 April 2017


Wednesday, 19 April 2017


Buy Links: Dreamspinner | Amazon US | Amazon UK

Length: 18,825 

Cover: Tibbs Design

Blurb

A London Lads Story


A secret affair can’t go on forever.

Dylan Philips admits it himself: he’s a relentlessly single man in a small suburban town, both proud of and resigned to being a good teacher and a devoted nephew to his mischievous great-aunts.

When the aunts take a hand in matchmaking him with Josie Whitman, the girl who lives along the street, Dylan doesn’t tell them what kind of soul mate he’s really looking for—and the fact that he’s already found the man in question. It’s not Josie who’s travelling from London every month to her town property, but her journalist brother Neal. And Dylan meets up with Neal whenever he can.

But decisions must be made for their future. Dylan is risk-averse to everything from overseas travel to coming out, whereas Neal embraces adventure—and now he wants to take Dylan with him.

Horrified that his chance at love will move even further out of his reach, Dylan realises it’s time for him to own up to what kind of man he really is. He needs to find courage and compromise. And who knows whether the great-aunts will be a help or a hindrance with that?

First Edition published as A Good Neighbor by Amber Quill Press/Amber Allure, 2009.




Author Bio

Clare took the pen name London from the city where she lives, loves, and writes. A lone, brave female in a frenetic, testosterone-fuelled family home, she juggles her writing with the weekly wash, waiting for the far distant day when she can afford to give up her day job as an accountant. She’s written in many genres and across many settings, with novels and short stories published both online and in print. She says she likes variety in her writing while friends say she’s just fickle, but as long as both theories spawn good fiction, she’s happy. Most of her work features male/male romance and drama with a healthy serving of physical passion, as she enjoys both reading and writing about strong, sympathetic and sexy characters. 


Clare currently has several novels sulking at that tricky chapter 3 stage and plenty of other projects in mind . . . she just has to find out where she left them in that frenetic, testosterone-fuelled family home. 


All the details and free fiction are available at her website. Visit her today and say hello!

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Tuesday, 18 April 2017

Beneath the Layers, a NineStar Press Anthology.  Eight stories of men who like a little satin and lace.

A Linebacker in Lace by Caitlin Ricci This ex-linebacker is impossible for his friend to resist.
Satin Secrets by CL Mustafic Sometimes secrets are better when they’re shared.
Backwards and in High Heels by Elizabeth Coldwell Tonight he has the chance to live out his dream.
Angels in Delaware by Sita Bethel When one finds two partners, it helps to dress for the occasion.
All That Entails by E.M. Hamill A gender-fluid prince with a penchant for gowns finds his unlikely match in an arranged marriage.
After the Dance by Sydney Blackburn Sometimes happily ever after requires a pretty frock.
A Secret Shared by C.A. Blocke One sweet secret shared—and a spicy one returned.
Ruffle My Feathers by Asta Idonea Sometimes love can be found behind a feather boa.

RELEASE DATE: April 17th


Beneath the Layers is our first multi-author anthology and to celebrate, we decided to do something a little different for its release. A scavenger hunt!
An excerpt from each one of the stories in the anthology will be posted at each blog stop along the tour.  
The questions for the hunt are listed below and the answers to the questions will be provided in the blog posts. Be sure to visit each stop on the tour to gather all the answers for a chance to win a $15.00 gift code for NineStar Press site!
Once you have all the answers, send them in an email to Raevyn@ninestarpress.com. Make sure BtL Hunt is in the subject line.
Two winners will be randomly chosen from readers who email the correct answers by May 1st, 2017
Look for the answers to these questions at each of the blog stops.

Zipper Rippers Excerpt:

All That Entails by E.M. Hamill— 500 words

Darian remembered clever hazel eyes watching him from behind the black satin mask. Dressed as a fox, auburn fur trimmed her coat and collar, contrasting beautifully with the rusty-red velvet of the jacket. Slim legs were encased in trousers of the same material, white stockings, black boots, and a bustled skirt trailed behind her shockingly exposed limbs in the shape of the fox’s tail. The silver thread and crystal beading on the creamy tip of the tail and vest took his breath away, and he made his way toward her to find out the name of her seamstress. She bowed as he approached, the play of light on the neck-high bodice a dance of stars.
Who did your needlework, my lady?” he murmured from behind his mask, greedy to have something of his own that sparkled in the warm glow of candles. “I have never seen such beauty in embroidery. It is exquisite.”
I did, Your Highness.” Her voice, low and throaty, surprised him. “Do you like it?”
Indeed, I do. It shimmers like frost or snow.” His hand longed to touch the crisp needlework, but it would be inappropriate to brush his fingers over her bodice. To obtain a garment like this would be a dream only, then, for he would never ask her to fashion something for him. A seamstress or tailor could be well paid for their service and discretion. A lady of the court? Ah, now, that constituted something else indeed.
I am pleased my costume catches your fancy, my lord. Yours becomes you well. Is it Apollo, or Artemis, sir?”
Her bold question caught him off guard. Derision or embarrassment, which invariably seemed to accompany comments on his attire, was absent from her demeanour. Longing gilded her unusually husky voice, and a wistful set to her mouth made him study her a moment. Cheeks warmed in a flush, and she glanced away. A handsome young woman; close to his own age, he guessed. Her ring finger was unadorned: a strange thing in the court, where every man’s daughter seemed desperate to snare a husband. Not ready to be captured, Darian’s appetite for both sexes was as well gossiped as his penchant for gowns.
Your name, Lady…?”
Eyes met his then in a challenging glance. “Henry.”
Startled, he laughed. “Henry?”
It’s what I prefer. My given name is Henriette. My father is the Duke of Maldovi.”
He grimaced inwardly. The Duke, a wealthy, arrogant brute, proved more outspoken in his disapproval of Darian’s choice in clothing than most dared within his hearing. His daughter’s costume, however, gracefully tread the line of masculine and feminine like his own. Intrigued, Darian bent over her hand.
I will tell you since you have guessed. It is both Artemis and Apollo.” His lips brushed her knuckles, while coveting the glitter of the bodice at eye level. “I compliment you again on your costume, Henry. You are an artist.”
About the Author
E.M. Hamill is a nurse by day, sci fi and fantasy novelist by night. She lives in eastern Kansas with her family, where they fend off flying monkey attacks and prep for the zombie apocalypse. She also writes young adult material under the name Elisabeth Hamill. Her first novel, Song Magick, won first place for YA fantasy in the 2014 Dante Rossetti Awards for Young Adult Fiction. Her science fiction novel DalĂ­ is forthcoming from NineStar Press in summer 2017.



  1. What color were the first panties Arliss showed Brent?
  1. What was Gavin wearing under the sweatshirt?
  1. Why was Oliver seeing Mia?
  1. What did the perfume Delaware smell like?
  1. What costume did Darian wear?
  1. What did Frances long to do?
  1. What did Tommy shave?
  1. What is Barrett’s stage name?
  1. Which author’s answer surprised you?

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A Linebacker in Lace by Caitlin Ricci

 Brent likes wearing lace underwear, but it’s not something he plans to reveal, and he never thought he’d meet a guy who shared his kink. So when Arliss approaches him at a bar and mentions he can see lace underwear peeking out from his waistband, Brent is embarrassed—until he finds out Arliss has got a thing for guys in lace.

Satin Secrets by CL Mustafic When Dr. Gavin Addison answers his doorbell, instead of the delivery guy he expected, he gets Officer Lex Turner, who takes Gavin’s invitation to step in out of the cold a little too far. Before he leaves though, he investigates the satin lace peeking out between Gavin’s shirt and pants. Will what he finds be the only secret revealed?

 Backwards and in High Heels by Elizabeth Coldwell

 Dancing cheek-to-cheek with his lover while wearing a beautiful gown has always been Billie’s dream. But how can he persuade a sympathetic teacher that he needs to learn how to dance backwards—like a woman—so he can make that fantasy come true?

Angels in Delaware by Sita Bethel

Stranded at a nightclub, Beau thought he’d have a long, solitary walk home. He never expected to meet two gorgeous strangers willing to give him a different kind of ride instead.

All That Entails by E.M. Hamill

 Prince Darian is prepared to set aside his scandalous preference for gowns and take a wife to benefit his royal brother’s treasury. Henry is resigned to the fate his outward sex dictates and determined to follow through with an arranged marriage to the prince, rather than risk his father’s threat of an asylum. But he will enter this union with the truth known—or not at all. In each other, they find unlikely kindred spirits and realize they may finally get the acceptance for which they’ve always longed.

 After the Dance by Sydney Blackburn

 Mechanic Frank Dixon knows his unrequited love for the boss’s son, Charles Quinn, is an impossible dream, even after he and Charles work together on a special project and become friends. When Charles confides his parents are going to force him to choose a bride during an old-fashioned ball, Frank’s roommate uses his influence to help Frank fulfill his wish to attend the ball in a pretty frock. But after the dance, will his heart be broken, or will all his dreams come true?

A Secret Shared by C.A. Blocke

When Michael told Tommy of his nerdy secret life as a Dungeon Master, after a few months of casual dating that seemed to be heading for serious territory, he didn’t expect anything in return. He certainly didn’t expect his new boyfriend to join him for a game session, and he definitely didn’t anticipate Tommy divulging his desire to dress up en femme. Thankfully, the surprise comes out well—for both of them.

Ruffle My Feathers by Asta Idonea Barrett leads a double life—builder by day and drag act by night. Having successfully kept this from his colleagues, he’s stunned when he spots his boss, Keith, at a performance. Unlike Barrett, Keith is still completely in the closet. And though he promises not to reveal Barrett’s secret, the sight of Barrett in dress and feather boa awakes hidden desires, and he may not be able to keep them at bay.

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