Wednesday, January 30, 2019

You. Forever. Always. (M/M rockstar romance) (The Underdogs Book 3) by KA Merikan | Cat's Review & #giveaway @KA_Merikan @TTCBooksandmore


Years of loving in secret. Now the secret’s out.---

Mage. Reasonable. Mature. In love with his best friend’s little brother.
Dawn. Painfully shy. Crazy talented. An anxious cinnamon roll in need of protection.

Mage has always been Dawn’s hero. He’s been there for him when Dawn was bullied, when Dawn came out, and when he joined The Underdogs. He’s also been Dawn’s first and only love—painfully unrequited, since Mage is straight. But that’s only for the better, because they’re bandmates, and Dawn’s brother is Mage’s best friend. 

It would all be too intense, too complicated, too real. 

But then one drunken kiss proves Mage might not be as straight as he seemed, and their whole world turns upside down. Even though Dawn craves Mage’s love so much his heart could burst, his shyness stands in the way of any future they could share.

While they have to keep their budding relationship under wraps and they prepare to sign a major record deal, Dawn’s anxiety gets out of control. Mage will have to choose between the success he’s always craved and the love of his life.

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Themes: rock band, bandmates romance, older brother’s best friend, coming out, bisexuality, first love, anxiety, compromise, music, secret love
Genre: Contemporary M/M Rocker Romance
Heat level: sweet, explicit scenes

Buy links: Amazon US | Amazon UK

Cat gives this one 4 Meows with a 2 Purr heat index...

You. Forever. Always. Is a great feel-good read. There isn't a lot of angst and it deals with anxiety which is a very important thing that most of us can relate to.

I adored both Dawn and Mage. This is a book three but the first I read in the series and I followed quite well. I think I would have understood the relationships of the other characters and why they were doing something near the beginning if I had read the others, but still, it is easy to read and follow.
I loved how the story focuses on Mage and Dawn more than the band life itself and is just enough of that to tie into the series. 

I will admit I wasn't so sure about the name choices. Dawn really threw me for a loop and between that and the cover I wasn't sure if I was picking up an MF book or if Dawn was transgender, which for me wouldn't matter for many it might. It, however, is neither, just Dusk (his brother's name and Dawn are cute together for hippy parents. So don't let the name hold you back.

If you like Rock bands, friends to lovers, stories dealing with shyness and anxiety and an allover sweet romance you will like this. it really hits you in the feel-good zone.



K. A. Merikan are a team of writers who try not to suck at adulting, with some success. Always eager to explore the murky waters of the weird and wonderful, K.A. Merikan don’t follow fixed formulas and want each of their books to be a surprise for those who choose to hop on for the ride.

K.A. Merikan have a few sweeter M/M romances as well, but they specialize in the dark, dirty, and dangerous side of M/M, full of bikers, bad boys, mafiosi, and scorching hot romance.


More information about ongoing projects, works in progress and publishing at:
K.A. Merikan’s author page: http://kamerikan.com
Agnes Merikan’s Twitter: https://twitter.com/AgnesMerikan


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THE SCYTHIAN TRIALS by Elizabeth Isaacs Blog Tour | Spotlight, Excerpt & #giveaway @JeanBookNerd @authoreisaacs @TTCBooksandmore



File Size: 4550 KB

Print Length: 373 pages
Publisher: Vesuvian Books (October 22, 2018)
Publication Date: October 22, 2018
Sold by: Amazon Digital Services LLC
Language: English
ASIN: B07HYG31S8


Praise for THE SCYTHIAN TRIALS


"... Fun and sensual fantasy [with] magnetic characters." ―Publishers Weekly 

"The Scythian Trials crackles with life, hums with heart, and pounds with action for one hell of a read." ―San Francisco Book Review 

"If you loved the Hunger Games and Divergent and just all around kicka$$ characters with an amazing storyline then you will love this." ―Books With Jess



Descendants of the Amazons, the Scythians work alongside prominent governments but answer to no one. Warriors living on the fringe of civilization, they live by one credo: Strength through Equality. Power through Knowledge.

Nya Thalestris is the brightest Scythian of her generation. Strong, capable, ruthless, she is sure to earn a spot in the Trials, a time-honored mating ritual responsible for the evolution of her species. 

   
Abducted by their sworn enemy, the Drahzda, Nya is forever altered and spirals out of control. The Society sends in Jax Nickius. Infamous psychologist and one of the most brutal warriors of their kind, he discovers triggers planted in Nya’s mind. As Nya solidifies her spot in the Trials, Jax develops a plan to help—while pursuing her as a mate. But, Nya’s attraction to Jax is at war with her instinct to never let anyone get too close.

During the Trials, Nya’s repressed memories surface, revealing a new enemy—one from inside the consulate walls—and a traitorous alliance on the horizon that could irrevocably change the course of history.

Since before the Bronze Age, the Society has managed to safeguard humanity from itself … until now.
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THE SCYTHIAN TRIALS EXCERPT

He frowned as he glanced at her leg. “You’re still bleeding.”
She looked at the soaked scarf. “I’ll live.”
“Do you have a long-sleeved shirt under that jacket?”
Confused, Nya nodded. “Yes.”
Jax’s jaw clenched as he looked at the top box. “Good. Rip off your sleeve and tie it again.”
Nya froze. Jax wasn’t allowed to help her, and they both knew it.
“I’ll be fine.”
“Vtachi,” he rumbled.
“For the love of God, stop calling me a fucking bird!”
The horn blared overhead.
Jax crossed his arms, settling his weight on the back of his heels, his expression aloof.
“Your mother has requested you not stay for the Claiming Season, should you lose the championship, that is. She already has a rovni in mind that she feels would be better than any candidate the champions could choose. I know him from my days in the academy. He’s not exactly a conversationalist, but—”
“Oh, shut up.” Nya ripped off her jacket. She tore off her shirtsleeve and put the jacket back on. Grumbling a stream of obscenities that would make a sailor blush, she tied the extra material around her thigh.
“Tighter,” Jax ordered.
She grumbled some more, straining to pull the material as tight as it would go. Her leg screamed in pain.
“There. Happy?”
“Not quite.” Jax stepped forward, his eyes never leaving hers. He put his hand on her hip, his fingers resting on the rise of her backside. His thumb grazed her hipbones as his palms moved down. His knuckles swept across her lower abdomen, trailing downward until his fingers grazed her sex, finally resting on her inner thigh.
Nya gasped as he pressed the soft flesh there, quickly finding the hidden knife. Tucking his thumb and forefinger beneath the hidden pocket, he unsheathed the blade.
Leaning in, he whispered as his lips grazed her ear, “Sorry, Vtachi. No weapons allowed this round.”

Copyright © 2018 by Elizabeth Isaacs


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Elizabeth Isaacs is an author, teacher, and publishing professional who began her career as a national presenter for Resource Profiles, where she developed teacher seminars designed to foster creative brain stimulation. Moving into formal education, she helped at-risk students improve their writing skills as well as created and implemented a creative writing/blogging program that centered on teaching the 21st-century learner. Works stemming from this initiative were published online and seen in over 40 countries.

Elizabeth receives invitations to speak nationwide at schools and book clubs. She co-founded the popular book blog, Chirenjenzie, which reaches thousands of readers throughout the world. The writer support and reader interest group promotes and interacts with followers on Goodreads, Facebook, and Twitter. Elizabeth has a Master’s degree from Austin Peay State University, where she studied classical opera. She graduated Magna Cum Laude and was a member of the Phi Beta Kappa Honor Society.

Her newest work, The Scythian Trials, is slated for release in 2018.


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Tuesday, January 29, 2019

The Case of the Voracious Vintner (Middlemark Mysteries Book 2) by Tara Lain | Cat's Release day Review, Excerpt & #giveaway @Dreamspinners @taralain @TTCBooksandmore



A Middlemark Mystery

Where Bo Marchand comes from, gay men are just confirmed bachelors who never found the right girl. But now Bo’s a successful winemaker on the central coast of California, supporting his whole damned Georgia family, and all he really wants is the beautiful, slightly mysterious Jeremy Aames.

Jeremy’s vineyard is under threat from Ernest Ottersen, the voracious winemaker who seems to know all Jeremy’s blending secrets and manages to grab all his customers. Bo tries to help Jeremy and even provides a phony alibi for Jeremy when Ottersen turns up dead in Jeremy’s tasting room. But it’s clear Jeremy isn’t who he claims, and Bo must decide if it’s worth tossing over his established life for a man who doesn’t seem to trust anyone. When Jeremy gets kidnapped, some of the conservative winemakers turn out to be kinky sex fiends, and the list of murderers keeps dwindling down to Jeremy. Bo has to choose between hopping on his white horse or climbing back in his peach-pie-lined closet.

 Buy links: Dreamspinner | Amazon

 Cat gives this one 4 Meows with a 2 Purr heat index...
This is the second installment fo the Middle Mark Mysteries but you do not have to read in order. You do get a lot more of Blaise and Llewellyn from The Case of the Sexy Shakespearean but there is just enough backstory and tie in that you never get lost. I absolutely loved having them help solve the mystery of who was trying to put Jeremy out of business and why. You have several little stories, like Bo's family issues, Jeremy's backstory, the Vintners, the mystery, and of course the romance. There are lots of interesting characters, the plots and subplots flow well and blend well. There is a couple of twists, especially the ending and whodunit...I didn't know whether to laugh or gasp. It sure caught me off guard.  there is lots of action. The sex comes later n the story and is sweet and a lot off the page but just enough to make the story hot.

This story will make you laugh, cry, sigh, sit on the edge of your seat and wish hard for the next book in the Middle Mark Mysteries!

 Excerpt...

 BO MARCHAND sipped the delicious wine provided by their host for the evening, Jeremy Aames, owner of Hill Top Wineries. It took all Bo’s self-control not to sigh just thinking about Jeremy.
Bo glanced quickly around the big restaurant and wine tasting area, which was packed with the members of the Central Coast Vintners’ Association, but there was no sign of their host. He was probably overseeing the kitchen. Hill Top was one of the few wineries that served a full menu, which made it popular for their vintners’ meetings. Still, Jeremy not being present might be good since the glorious Jeremy made Bo drool, and that could be damned bad for his illustrious image if his fellow winemakers caught on. He’d worked hard to be a leader in his industry despite his youth. No giving that away. He’d paid too high a price.
He made one more survey of the room from his seemingly relaxed position near the wall. No Jeremy, but quite another target for his attention. Standing next to the wine tasting bar, deep in conversation with two men Bo didn’t know, stood Ernest Ottersen, the central coast’s new golden boy—or he would have been if his hair wasn’t black as midnight. Same color as his heart, most people said. Bo took a sip of his cabernet franc and forced his eyes away from the snake.
Genevieve Renders separated herself from the boisterous crowd and sashayed to the corner where Bo had sequestered himself, all the better to gaze at the object of his affection without interference—if he could find him.
“Why are you being so antisocial? Come drink with us. The guys need your opinions.”
He pushed away from the wall. “Sorry, darlin’, I didn’t mean to be an outsider. After that spread Jeremy provided, I’m just full as a tick and needed a little lay-by.”
She snorted. “Where do you get those expressions?”
“Deep in the heart of Georgia, darlin’, you know that.”
“California’s gain, dear.” She took his arm and pulled him to the largest group of arguers, made up of her husband, Randy—a name which suited him; Ezra Hamilton, the deacon of the local born-again church and mighty proud to be it; his wife, Marybeth, maybe not quite as reborn as Ezra; and Fernando Puente, owner of one of the largest wineries in the Paso Robles area—and he never let you forget it.
Randy stuck out an arm and gathered Bo in closer. “Here’s the man. You gotta help us out here, Bo. Ezra and Ferdinand”—the name Randy insisted on calling Fernando—“had been saying that Ottersen’s bound to win top prizes for central coast wines this year. Hell, he’s aced half the contracts with Napa since he opened.” His words sounded slightly slurred. For a vintner, he couldn’t hold his alcohol, but at the same time, Ottersen made people so mad they could chew barbed wire and spit out a fence, so drinking too much went with the territory.
Bo smiled tightly. “I know no more than any of y’all and have just as much to lose. Sorry.” That wasn’t entirely true, since Bo’s growing methods separated him from the pack somewhat, but still. Ottersen threatened them all. Especially Jeremy Aames, it seemed.
Bo took a quick glance around, trying to spot Jeremy. Since he had two or three inches of height on even the tallest guys in the room, it gave him a decent vantage point, but no luck.
Ezra said stiffly, “I notice Ottersen is talking to strangers. He must be getting the message that none of the other vintners like him.”
Bo noticed movement near the far wall, glanced up, and had to control the slam of his heart as Jeremy Aames walked out of the kitchen with that easy grin of his, talking to a young guy who seemed to be his assistant.
Marybeth followed Bo’s eyes. “Not sure what Jeremy has to smile about. Hell, Ottersen’s taking the biggest toll on his profits.”
Bo’s lips turned up on their own. “Jeremy always smiles.”
A waiter hurried out of the kitchen, grabbed Jeremy’s arm, and he rushed back through the door with the assistant in tow.
Ezra raised an eyebrow. “All those gay boys smile a lot.”
Bo glared at him, but not much got in the way of Ezra’s righteousness.
Marybeth slapped his shoulder. “Ezra, when will you learn to be PC?”
“Never. PC’s for Democrats.” He raised his wineglass and drained it.
Bo wouldn’t have minded giving Ezra a fist to the jaw but had no right. He’d never declared himself out of the closet, partly because it might really give his mother the heart attack she was always claiming was imminent, to say nothing of the collapse of his sisters’ imagined social standing. He kept saying when he had a relationship, he’d come out, no matter what it cost him, but not coming out meant it was doubly hard to meet someone since gay men assumed he was straight. It also meant women still thought he was fair game—with a lot of encouragement from his mother. Vicious damned cycle for a twenty-six-year-old man, but in his family, gay men were still “confirmed bachelors who hadn’t met the right woman.”
Ezra glared at the spot where Jeremy had disappeared into the kitchen. “Ottersen’ll wipe that smile off Aames’s face soon. Apparently, he’s already reverse engineered Aames’s latest vintage and snapped up a big contract that Jeremy was counting on from Shields’ brokerage.”
Bo frowned. “He just unveiled that blend. No one could have reverse engineered it that fast.”
“Yeah, well, those are the facts.” Ezra’s smile was nasty.
Bo’s hand clenched into a fist, but Gen squeezed his arm, a little too close to her chest. “How’s the family, dear?”
He dragged his eyes away from Ezra before he laid him out. Ezra was an asshole, but he had a lot of power among the other vintners. No use getting Jeremy in more hot water. He forced a smile. “Well, thank you.” He gently extricated his limb on the excuse of checking his watch and sipping his wine.
“Your mother’s health?”
He wanted to say Way better than she thinks it is, but that wasn’t fair. “Mama’s doing fine, thank you, Gen.” He stepped back. “Excuse me, please. I’m seeking a rest stop.”
She flashed teeth. “You’re so cute.”
Ezra grabbed Bo’s arm. “You’re still heading the dry farming committee, right?”
“Yes.” He glanced at Ezra’s firm grip, but the man didn’t take hints easily.
“You’ve got to keep Ottersen and his cronies off that committee. He doesn’t need any additional advantages.”
Bo shrugged himself free. “I can’t do that, Ezra. If he applies for an open seat and is voted in, I can’t keep him off.” Bo smiled. “But we don’t happen to have an opening at the present moment in time.”
“Excellent.” He smiled big and nasty.
“Excuse me.” Bo walked away from the group and threaded his way through the crowd, trying to look focused on his goal since he knew most everyone in the room and they all had something to say to him. He walked down the hall toward the kitchen and peeked in. Controlled chaos reigned inside. Cooks and waiters loaded hors d’oeuvre plates to carry out to the picky guests.
Jeremy Aames had only come to the valley a little over a year before when he bought one of the smaller wineries from a retiring old-timer. Jeremy had made a name for himself not only by enhancing some of the winery’s blends right away, but by adding a very creative kitchen that gave his tasting room enough cachet to compete with full-scale restaurants, at least for lunch.
Since Bo’s winery was the only other in the area that served serious food, people had assumed they’d be vicious competitors, but so far Jeremy had coexisted with Bo quite comfortably, recommending Bo’s Marchand Wines almost as liberally as he promoted his own brand. As a result Bo returned the favor, and they sent business back and forth so patrons never got bored.

Bo glanced around the kitchen. Jeremy’s cute young assistant directed waiters around like a five-foot-six-inch general, but Bo didn’t see Jeremy. Bo sometimes wondered if the assistant was more than an assistant. That thought made his stomach clench. He stretched his neck to the side so he could peer into the corner of the kitchen. Come on, just one glance.

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Erotic Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, and Best Gay Characters, and more. Readers often call her books “sweet,” even with all that hawt sex, because Tara believes in love and her books deliver on happily-ever-after. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. Her love of creating book titles comes from years of manifesting ad headlines for everything from analytical instruments to semiconductors. She does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soulmate husband and her soulmate dog (who’s a little jealous of all those cat pictures Tara posts on FB) in Ashland, Oregon. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says that on her tombstone, it will say “Yes!”

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Sunday, January 27, 2019

Survivor is on Kimmers' Erotic Book Banter 'Best of 2018' list, Twice! @KimmersEBB @nickjrussovoice @TTCBooksandmore @DarkNightSound


I am SO excited to have made the 'Best of 2018' list over at Kimmers' Erotic Book Banter!

Best May/December Romance
Kimmers – Survivor by TM Smith

Best Audiobook
Kimmers – Survivor by TM Smith, Narrated by Nick J. Russo

What an honor, happy to be on this list and in such good company. Here's to hoping that Fighter makes it on Kimmers' 2019 list!


Taylor Langford’s world is torn apart when he is only thirteen years old—his parents killed, leaving him alone and orphaned. With no living relatives, he’d certainly be another statistic if not for the intervention of the policeman who found Taylor in the crawl space where his mother hid him that fateful night. Despite the tragedy and resulting anguish in his life, Taylor knows how lucky he is.

Frank Moore is a rookie with the Dallas Police Department when he and his partner answer a call in Devonshire, one of the city’s more affluent neighborhoods. They think the young boy in various pictures throughout the home has been kidnapped until they find him, shaken but alive. Officer Moore recognizes the pain in the kid’s eyes, having lost his own mother to cancer when he was just a boy. He steps in, making sure Taylor is placed with a loving foster family. Over the years, Frank becomes a permanent fixture in Taylor’s life. 

A decade later, the case remains unsolved and the once gangly, uncertain teenager is now a college graduate who knows exactly what he wants. He’s coming home to the man that helped mold and shape his life, the man he’s loved for as long as he can remember, Frank Moore. But Taylor isn’t the only person returning to Dallas, and while Frank is distracted by his own conflicting feelings and the new bond growing between the two, the past creeps up on them, determined to finish what was started ten years earlier. 

A note from the author…

I hope you enjoy Frank and Taylor’s story. It’s been a long road to get them settled, but I’m happy with where this story has taken them. When I started this book, the intent was to write a stand-alone story, but that has changed. Characters continually evolve throughout the writing process, and there are several characters in the book that want to tell their story. I’ve grown especially fond of Rory and I can’t wait to write his book, which will take us back to when he first joined the Bureau, and continue on to his happy ever after. 

Please be advised: This is a May/December romance, and as in life, there are sexual situations that take place prior to the main characters finding their way to one another. This is not gratuitous; it is meant to show character growth and self-realization. There is absolutely no cheating.

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From a Jack to a King Written By: Scotty Cade Narrated by: Kenneth Obi | Cat's Audiobook Review & #giveaway @Dreamspinners @ScottyCade


From a Jack to a King

New York Times best-selling mystery writer Bay Whitman leads the life of a celebrity - at least on the surface. In public, he’s self-assured and in control. Women hang on his every word, while men envy his confidence and swagger. But in reality, Bay is a loner. He’s shy and introverted, and his life consists of sitting in a dimly lit room writing his famous Jack Robbins mystery novels. His one vice - gambling. Winning an escort in a poker game will change Bay’s life in ways he never imagined.   

Matthew “King” Slater is one of the hottest tickets in gay porn. He spends his days in front of the camera and his nights as a highly paid escort to the rich and famous. Deep down, he craves romance and a real connection, but his past makes it hard to separate the needs of his body from those of his heart. For now, it’s easier to think of sex as just a job. But while doing a shoot in Vegas, King is hired for a tryst at a famous hotel and casino, and his handsome client might blur the line between work and play.
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Cat gives this one 4 Meows...
Bay is an author that likes to Gamble. In a high stakes poker game, he wins a hooker for two hours and is surprised when the exact likeness of his main character is standing at his hotel room door. 
Bay is shy but when he has to make public appearances he channels his inner Jack. 
King is a famous porn star and a high price escort. He enjoys his job and makes good money. he has a secret too though and that keeps him from having a relationship. Bay is a challenge to him. He wants to prove to Bay that he isn't as straight as he thinks he is. 
This story is enjoyable. The characters are interesting, the storylines are fun. I liked the narration and thought it brought the story to life.

This is where you really get to know Scotty Cade, the person. There’s probably more information here than you’ll ever want to know, but here goes: I started my life in the city of New Orleans, Louisiana, better known as the Big Easy and was raised along with my two sisters in a very small neighborhood along the mighty Mississippi River. I was undeniably a momma’s boy and enjoyed a lot of alone time with my stay-at-home mother before my younger sister was born, while my older sister was at school and my Dad was at work. I spent fun days doing chores around the house riding on the back of her vacuum cleaner singing Etta James songs. When the chores were done, we settled down for story time. I truly believe thats when my love of reading and eventually writing was born.
But all that came to a horrible end when my baby sister was born and I no longer had Mom all to myself. Then another horrible incident almost ruined my life, my sixth birthday and the first grade. Oh Boy, did I hate going to school. I went, but I went kicking and screaming literally every morning until I was seven, my poor mother.
Having to share my mother with my newborn sister and having to attend school left us very little time together and I truly felt deserted, but I really showed her, I jumped ship into my Father’s world. I was the only boy, so it was the logical next step. Happy again to be the center of someone’s world, I soaked it up everyday. My father raised quarter horses as a hobby and some of my fondest memories surround that time in my life. When we were older, on weekends the entire family would pack up the horses and head to local horse shows where, my father, my younger sister and I would compete in barrel racing and cutting. But my most cherished memories are of my father and me taking long horseback rides along the levies of the river enjoying sandwiches and snacks prepared by my mother. We spent long summer days of riding and jabbering about this or that or just enjoying a comfortable silence. It wasn’t really the conversation or the silence that was important to me, but the interest he took in my life that forty years later, still makes my heart swell.
After a brief marriage, one of those special moments is where I found the nerve to come out to my Father, one of the hardest things I’ve ever done in my life. He did much better that I did and in the end wanted only my happiness. He’s been nothing but supportive and non-judgmental of my life and I will remember that as long as I live. Unfortunately, the lights in my life got a little dimmer when my loving mother died eight years ago of colon cancer and dimmed yet again when my Father passed away this last year. Okay, enough of the sappiness.
I attended Louisiana State University, majoring in Marketing, but unfortunately never graduated. I was lucky enough to be offered a job to manage a very large well established furniture store in my hometown and went for it. I stayed with the company for five years and started making my way up the corporate ladder. I joined a high-tech company in New Orleans, and was transferred to Atlanta, GA where I met the love of my life. Kell and I have been together going on sixteen years now and we’re married in August of 2012. I’ve worked for a total of six companies throughout my twenty-five year career and ended up as the Senior Vice President of Worldwide Marketing and Public Relations for a very large company based in Atlanta, GA.
Throughout my career I focused my writing capabilities on Marketing materials, Annual Reports, Press Releases, radio scripts, broadcast media, and the likes, but always had novels running around wild in my head. Kell and I both gave up the corporate rat race and bought a small hotel and restaurant on the island of Martha’s Vineyard in Massachusetts. Can you imagine two southern boys ending up in New England? I should think not, boy what a culture shock. But after ten years, we've managed to find our way and are healthy and happy in our environment.
About three years into our venture, we hit burn-out and hired a general manager to run our business while we took a year off. That is when I started my first Novel, Final Encore and ten novels later, the rest his history. After that first year off, Kell and I enjoyed our freedom so much that we purchased a forty-two motor yacht called “One Mo Time,” which is now where most of my writing is done. We travel the waters of New England all summer long with our Shetland Sheepdog, Mavis and in October we cruise down south for the winter. The ideas for books keep coming and I have so much in my head that wants to come out, but my fingers are just not fast enough to get it all down. So I dance the dance between my fingers and brain on a daily basis and can only hope for the best.
Being from the south and a lover of commitment and fidelity, most of my characters find their way to long healthy relationships, however long it takes them to get there. I believe that in the end, the boy should always get the boy. After all I got mine.

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