Cat's Review of Christmas Beau by Amy Aislin with Excerpt & #giveaway @amyaislin @gaybookpromotions @tammystwocents X- @amy_aislin @GayBookPromo @TTCBooksandmore

Book Title: Christmas Beau

Author and Publisher: Amy Aislin

Cover Artist: Morningstar Ashley Designs

Photography by: Wander Aguiar

Release Date: November 29, 2024

Tense/POV: third person/past tense

Genres: Contemporary M/M Romance

Tropes: Single dad, small town, dog dads, crafty guys, Christmas 

Heat Rating:  3 flames  

Length: 50 500 words / 220 pages

It is a standalone story and does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Blurb

Hank Beaufort's life is a mess.

Oh, he looks like he has it all together, but the reality is that he's freshly retired from an unimpressive minor hockey career, and the ink is barely dry on his equally unimpressive second divorce. Now he's the hockey director at the community center in a small town that treats Christmas like Santa Claus is real, and he's not sure his new career is any more impressive than the last. As the new guy in town, he'd be lonely as hell if it weren't for his dogs.

The one spot of brightness?

Scott Jersey, the adorably awkward single dad who brings his son to practice every week.

Hank's not interested in a new relationship so soon after the disaster of the last one, but when doggy play dates lead to real dates, will he be able to set aside his reservations to be someone's Christmas beau after all?

Christmas Falls, Season 2 revisits a small town that thrives on enough holiday charm to rival any Hallmark movie. It's a multi-author M/M romance series.

Cat gives this book 5 meows with a 3 purr heat index...

This is part of the Cristmas Falls multi author world. You can read as a standalone as each has its own couple, they are just set in same world. However, if you read them all you understand the town, and know more of the characters.

I've read most of this year so far and each is so good. Can I recommend you a favorite to start with? Sorry but you're on your own here. They are all fabulous and it's like picking a favorite child. They each have a special quality. I'll just say no matter if you choose, one or all, you can't go wrong.

This is Scott and Hank's book.

Hank is another newcomer of sorts. He's been in Christmas Fall's 18 months as the Community Center Hockey Director but most of the town doesn't know him as he keeps to himself. He came after his second nasty divorce and decided no more dating or anything. He's happy with his 3 dogs.

Scott's was raised in the Falls and this family is there. He went to law school in the city had a job but got fired. He was a divorce lawyer and is jaded on relationships. He has a 12 year old son and a dog.

Sounds fun right? It is ... oh let's toss in a craft fair, a clumsy awkward, fun Scott and laid back slightly grumpy Hank. 

So grumpy/Sunshine, Christmas all year, lots of dogs and a kid. What's not to like!

Excerpt 

Hank joined the back of the line for the pet pics, and because his dogs were well-behaved, they sat when he told them to. The man ahead of him was trying to put a headband of felt reindeer antlers onto his Shetland sheepdog, but the dog kept ducking out of the way. It wasn’t until the man stepped into his dog’s space again and grumbled an annoyed “Fallon, will you just hold still for five seconds?” that Hank realized the man was Scott.

Hank’s heart jolted against his ribs.

Teddy, who’d been standing in front of Scott and thus hidden from Hank until Scott moved, spotted Hank and waved a mittened hand. “Hi, Hank.”

Scott whirled, tangling himself up in his dog’s leash. The dog scrambled out of Scott’s way, but in the process of doing so, somehow managed to bump into Scott’s legs.

Scott dropped the reindeer ears. His arms pinwheeled, and his eyes went wide as his body weight went backward. “Whoa!”

Leaping forward, Hank grabbed a fistful of his coat and righted him before he could fall into the couple ahead of him.

“Such a disaster,” Teddy whispered with no small amount of awe, seemingly to himself.

“Are you okay?” Hank asked.

“Talk about a comedy of errors,” Scott said with a laugh, stooping to pick up the reindeer ears. “This definitely isn’t how I imagined you getting your hands on me for the first time.”

Teddy’s jaw dropped.

Hank rolled his lips inward to hide a smile.

Scott went as red as the Santa suit the corgi in line ahead of him was wearing.

“Wow,” Scott said, passing a hand down his face. “And I thought the dog had no game.”

His dog was currently sniffing the butt of Hank’s shy Australian cattle dog. Kinsey looked up at Hank forlornly, his expression a clear why are you letting this happen?

“The dog is Prince Charming by comparison,” Teddy said.

“Hey. Be nice,” Scott chided gently. “Yuri’s up ahead with his mom. Why don’t you go say hi?”

“But I don’t want to miss the next disaster.”

Obviously struggling not to laugh, Scott jerked a thumb over his shoulder. “Beat it.”

“Fine.” Teddy’s sigh was long-suffering, but he picked up the backpack at his feet and went.

Hank had wondered about Scott this morning because he hadn’t been at the fair. Instead his quilts had been looked after by a short older lady with white hair cut into a chin-length bob. Hank had noticed Scott greet her warmly yesterday, so Hank could only assume she was his mother.

His presence here explained his absence at the fair, and he looked adorably rumpled with his hair curling out the bottom of his ball cap and the laces of one of his boots halfway untied.

“Yuri is Teddy’s best friend,” Scott told Hank, even though Hank hadn’t asked. “They’ve been thick as thieves for years.” He shoved the reindeer ears in his pocket. “So? What brings you here?”

Amusement tickling the back of his throat, Hank looked down at his dogs. “Pet pics with Santa?”

“Right.” Scott’s laugh was self-deprecating. “Obviously. Us too."

About the Author 

Amy’s lived with her head in the clouds since she first picked up a book as a child, and being fluent in two languages means she’s read a lot of books! She first picked up a pen on a rainy day in fourth grade when her class had to stay inside for recess. Tales of treasure hunts with her classmates eventually morphed into love stories between men, and she’s been writing ever since. She writes evenings and weekends—or whenever she isn’t at her full-time day job saving the planet at Canada’s largest environmental non-profit.

An unapologetic introvert, Amy reads too much and socializes too little, with no regrets. She loves connecting with readers. Join her Facebook Group to stay up-to-date on upcoming releases and for access to early teasers, find her on Instagram, or sign up for her infrequent newsletter.

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Hurry Up and Wait (OPS Protection Services book 24) Blog tour with Cat's Review @giulialagomarsinoauthor @enticingjourney @tammystwocents X- @crzybookladyluv @EJBookPromos @TTCBooksandmore

Title: Hurry Up and Wait (Owens Protective Services Book 24)

Author: Giulia Lagomarsino

Genre: Romantic Suspense/Alpha Romance

Release Dates: November 25, 2024

Cover Design: T.E. Black Designs

Photographer: RplusM Photography

When my marriage crumbled, I tossed the armoire down the stairs and laughed hysterically as I moved to another state with my crazy sister.

And it was all for one man.

He was my best friend growing up, and when everything went to shit, I needed the comfort of something familiar.

I didn’t have it all planned out.

In fact, the only thing I figured out ahead of time was where I was going to live.

And then he showed up in the grocery store, looking devastatingly handsome and so scrumptious I could eat him. Not that I would.

At least, not until a few days later.

Everything was going so well. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and my lady parts were humming. It was perfect— until my ex decided he wasn’t so happy about me leaving.

Minor burns and a few nightmares later, I was dealing an overprotective boyfriend, a man who was protecting me that was way too sexy for his own good, and getting the divorce I desperately needed.

I had a feeling something major was going to happen.

You know, bigger than being nearly blown up.

Cat gives this book 5 meows with a 3 purr heat index...

 

This is the first book in a three part series, within the series (did you catch all that?) so be prepared. 

You do need to read all books in order for full understanding, but some also have more than one part as well, making this a complex but super fun, must-read series.

I've been looking forward to Kavanaugh's story for a while. I loved the combination of Isla and Kavanaugh. I also loved the childhood friends which gave us friends to lovers and sort of second chances.

Then we get the job Kavanaugh is on so there is drama and a fake finance.

Then we have the reason Isla came looking for Kavanaugh, and then there is the mystery of who is trying to kill Isla. 

And we have IKE and Fox to add some humor. 

But... this one has another part to come, so I can wait until next month. I guess I'll just Hurry up and Wait... you see what I did there? 

 

I'm a stay at home mom that loves to read. Some of my favorite titles are Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Horatio Hornblower. I started writing when I was trying to come up with suggestions on ways I could help bring in some extra money. I came up with the idea that I could donate plasma because you could earn an extra $500/month. My husband responded with, "No. Find something else. Write a blog. Write a book." I didn't think I had anything to share on blog that a thousand other mothers hadn't already thought of. I decided to take his challenge seriously and sat down to write my first book, Jack. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed writing. From there, the stories continued to flow and I haven't been able to stop. I hope my readers enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Between reading, writing, and taking care of three small kids, my days are quite full.

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Forever We Fall by Meg Everly Release Blitz with Excerpt & #giveaway @megeverlyafter @xpressotours @tammystwocents X- @XpressoTours @TTCBooksandmore

Forever We Fall: A Dark MM Romance
Meg Everly
(Pieces of Us, #2)
Publication date: November 26th 2024
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Dark Romance, LGBTQ+, Romance

A love worth dying for.

Hotaru Kido

Leaving Japan was bad. Leaving sh*tty London is worse. Why? My destination. Willoughby Ridge Boarding School.

It smells as old as it is. No one can find the place on a map. And it’s boys only. Did you hear that last bit? No. F*cking. Girls.

Even the teachers. Male. The only pair of t*ts for kilometers belong to the headmaster’s hot little secretary. That’s why I got myself in trouble and am sitting in the office when he walks in.

This guy is new. He’s gaunt and terrified of the big man behind him. No one seems to notice the wince when he sits or the way he catalogs the guy’s every move. I do.

If I’d stayed in class that day, my life would have been a billion times easier. If given the chance, would I have chosen to keep it simple or put myself between him and his tormentor?

Arlo Judge

When your parents and brother die in a freak accident, you certainly think that’s the worst that could happen. It’s not. I’ve seen the depth of h*ll. Felt the burn. Lived the agony.

When I’m deposited in the middle of nowhere boarding school, I’m relieved for the first time in a long time. Only my suitemate sees too much. He gives me hope when I know there is none.

In him, I find comfort and friendship that can’t last. My tormentor won’t allow it.

With his care and kindness, I see a way out. I have to finish my journey through h*ll to get there. I don’t know what will be left of me, of us, when I get to the other side.

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EXCERPT:

“To the headmaster’s office.”

“Thank you.” I stand and reach for my bag.

“Thank you?” he scoffs. “Why on earth are you thanking me for that?”

One day, he’ll learn not to speak to me in front of the class. If he has any semblance of a brain, it’ll be today.

I sling my bag over my shoulder and head for the door. When I’m on his level and standing several inches taller than him, I grin.

“It will give us, Bridgeport and me, a chance to discuss your subpar teaching skills and your nightly visits to a certain student’s room.” The class gasps. “Plus, the headmaster’s office has to be more interesting than this class.”

Before he can formulate a response, I’m out the door and headed for the main office. The classroom erupts into chaos behind me.

I’m smiling for the first time since I arrived at this awful place.

Have I actually seen him visiting another student’s room? No. But he doesn’t know that. And I like to fuck with people. They’re pretty easy to manipulate. I don’t know why, but people always have been. Easy to read. Easy to influence. Puppets, most of them.

No one is in the hallways. All the tenth through thirteenth years are in class. They separate us from the first through fifth, sixth through ninth, and then the rest of us. I haven’t seen the whole school come together, but I heard they do for the beginning and end of the year celebrations.

Can’t wait.

I exit our building, head across campus, and shove through the main office entrance. The place is bustling. A lady behind the desk is on the phone. Or should I say the lady, as in the only one? I sit in the waiting area, put my backpack on the chair beside me, and drink her in.

Blond hair pulled back at the nape. Glasses sit on the bridge of her nose. A cardigan hugs her shoulders and meets with little buttons at the center of her chest. Her breasts aren’t large, but they’re the biggest in these parts. They’re big enough to fill my mouth and tempt my tongue.

She clocks me and automatically gives me the hold-on-a-minute finger. Then her gaze meets mine.

Her pink lips part. Her throat works on a big swallow. She turns in her seat and faces the wall. A blush creeps up the side of her neck, and she fidgets with her hair.

Yeah, she remembers me. I chatted her up real good while my father signed my life away. She made things bearable. She can make things better than bearable. Just the warm, wet spot I need to forget about this horrid place for a bit.

My smile is back.

It’s a good day.

The door opens, and Headmaster Bridgeport enters. He holds the door for a big man with wide shoulders and a civil smile on his lips. A smile that I don’t buy. Not for one pence and not for one second.

There’s evil behind his gaze.

Now I’m the one swallowing. Gulping really. The hairs on the back of my neck go up. My pulse thrums in my stomach.

“Sit there.” The man’s fat index finger points toward me. I fight the urge to squirm, and I don’t fucking squirm for anyone. “I’ll speak with the headmaster.”

Threat coats the man’s words. No one else seems to pick up on it, though. Not the secretary. Not the young office workers in the back. Not the dumb-as-dirt headmaster. His dog, that ugly motherfucker, diverts from his master’s office to cower behind Miss Booth’s desk. The only smart one of the lot. He can sense the bad coming from that guy and gets the hell out of Dodge.

While the two men continue to the headmaster’s office, a guy materializes from behind the nightmarish man.

His spine is ramrod straight, and his chin is high. He looks strong and regal and also scared out of his fucking mind. No one else could probably tell, but I’m sneaky and stupidly good at reading people. It’s a gift…and a curse.

His eyes are intent on the man, hyper-focused, even as he sits with perfect posture. He releases a small bag gently on the floor. It’s a ratty duffel the size of a carry-on. There’s a wince as his ass meets the chair two away from mine. He favors his right side as though sporting an injury on his left. His hands are fists, and his jaw is screwed so tight it looks like he’s about to crack a molar.

The door closes, and the evil man disappears.

It’s as if the guy next to me takes his first breath of the entire day. It practically shakes the damn room. He blinks as though just taking in the world around him. He clocks the secretary first but doesn’t really see her and all she has to offer. Maybe he doesn’t yet know that she’s the only slice for miles.

Looks like he’ll learn soon enough.

This is for sure the new kid everyone’s buzzing about. He’s wearing a bespoke suit that’s two sizes too big for him instead of the school uniform.

If I’d seen him before, I’d remember.

His isn’t a face I’ll forget.

Meg Everly writes stories with sentiment, smut, and love with no bounds.

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Cat's Review of No Good Deed: A Psychological Thriller by Britney King @britneyking_ @enticingjourney @tammystwocents X- @EJBookPromos @TTCBooksandmore

From Britney King, the bestselling author of HER and The Social Affair, comes a dark psychological thriller that will make you question the boundaries of trust and the depths of deception.

They say love is blind. But what happens when seeing the truth could cost you everything? 

Everyone in Cedar Hill thinks they know us—Trent and me. I’m the friendly face at every community event, always there to lend a hand. Trent is the charming, successful salesman admired by all. But they have no idea what really goes on behind closed doors.

It starts with an old milk carton. A missing girl’s face stares back at me—eerily familiar, like the woman in a photograph I wasn’t supposed to find in Trent’s workshop. That image shatters everything I thought I knew about my husband.

Most would dismiss a forgotten photograph as meaningless. But for me, it’s a key to a past I never imagined—and a present that’s more dangerous than I ever realized.

Now, the young woman we recently hired has become Trent’s newest obsession. I know I should protect her, but I’m up against a man who knows my every move. Time is running out, and I have to make a choice: keep my children safe or stop the monster living under our roof.

They say a wife knows her husband. But what if that’s the cruelest lie of all?

Set in the deceptively tranquil suburbs of 1980s America, No Good Deed is a dark psychological thriller about betrayal, survival, and confronting unimaginable truths.

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Cat gives this book 4 Meows...

If you like phycological thrillers, then this is a must read for you.

This book keeps you on your toes from start to finish. Has the perfect creep factor, lots and lots of twists and turns, and just when you think it's all over, more twists. So, if a good thriller is your thing, then grab this book today.

Britney King lives in Austin, Texas with her husband, children, a dog named Gatsby, one ridiculous cat, and a partridge in a peach tree.

When she's not wrangling the things mentioned above, she writes psychological, domestic and romantic thrillers set in suburbia.

Without a doubt, she thinks connecting with readers is the best part of this gig. You can find Britney online here:

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