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Where will Jacob Z. Flores will be next on his When Love Comes to Town Blog stop? Check it out below!

Jacob Z Flores When Love Comes to Town Blog Tour

4/10/2014 Literary Nymphs Hot List
4/11/2014 MM Good Book Reviews
4/14/2014 The Blog of Sid Love
4/16/2014 Its Raining Men
4/17/2014 Top2Bottom
4/17/2014 MamaKitty Reviews
4/21/2014 The Novel Approach
4/23/2014 Fallen Angel Reviews

Giveaway :
Jacob will be giving away an eBook copy of When Love Comes to Town at each stop.

Author Bio:

Jacob Z. Flores lives a double life. During the day, he is a respected college English professor and mid-level administrator. At night and during his summer vacation, he loosens the tie and tosses aside the trendy sports coat to write man on man fiction, where the hard ass assessor of freshmen level composition turns his attention to the firm posteriors and other rigid appendages of the characters in his fictional world.

Summers in Provincetown, Massachusetts, provide Jacob with inspiration for his fiction. The abundance of barely clothed man flesh and daily debauchery stimulates his personal muse. When he isn’t stroking the keyboard, Jacob spends time with his husband, Bruce, their three children, and two dogs, who represent a bright blue blip in an otherwise predominantly red swath in south Texas.

You can follow Jacob’s musings on his blog at http://jacobzflores.com or become a part of his social media network by visiting http://www.facebook.com/jacob.flores2, https://twitter.com/JacobZFlores, or http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5142501.Jacob_Z_Flores.

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Join Laura Harner on her Willow Springs Ranch Blog Tour !!

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Laura Harner
Book Name: Willow Springs Ranch Series

Book 1 – Ty Hard

Book 2 – Hold Tight

Book 3 – Taking Chance

Book 3.5 – Ty’d Down (free short)

Book 4 – Hanging Chad

Book 5 – Park’s Lot

Author Name: Laura Harner

Author Bio:

Raised in California, Laura likes it hot, which explains why she ended up in Arizona via such diverse places as Japan, Maine, and Florida, and many more places in between. After retiring from the US Navy, she found a niche working for land management agencies, including the National Park Service and the Bureau of Land Management. Though she has held many jobs around the world, her favorite was working and living in Grand Canyon National Park. Working (and eating) in New Orleans was a close second. You will find many of her books are set against the rich backdrops provided by coastal Louisiana and northern Arizona.

When asked how she started writing, Laura tells of waking on Boxing Day a few years ago, with a woman named Elena MacFarland yammering in her dreams, demanding her story be told. Despite never attempting to write fiction before that morning, Laura ignored all of the holiday visitors and the Highland Destiny series was born. She doesn’t believe it was a coincidence that the great grandmother who died when Laura was just a baby was named Elena MacFarland. Destiny does play a hand.

Laura became a full-time writer in 2012, and now she spends her time writing, watching her Arizona Diamondbacks, and working on her very own version of the Willow Springs Ranch in northwestern Arizona. She is a multi-published author of erotic romance, mystery, and urban fantasy and her books can be found at all major online retailers.”

Author Links https://www.facebook.com/LauraHarnerAuthor



Cover Artist Laura Harner
Publisher Hot Corner Press

Tour includes Book 1 – Ty Hard

Tyler has used Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell as a shield against the truth since he was seventeen. Cut loose from his Navy career and mourning his mentor’s death, Ty must come to terms with his desire for another man, even while he fights to keep his PTSD from pulling him under. Rancher Cass Cartwright’s relationships never last more than a few hours, and that’s just the way he likes it. Now he’s done the one thing he swore never to do: fallen in love. Can Cass convince Ty to let go of his past or will sabotage at the ranch kill their love before it has a chance to grow?

Book 2 – Hold Tight

Sheriff Holden Titus had organized his fresh start down to the last detail. Except for the part about the bomb that blew his plans all to hell. Now he’s running out of time, without a job, without a home, and struggling to get back on his feet. Literally.

Despite the impolite rejection, Drew knows he didn’t have the wrong impression months ago when he asked the sheriff to dance, but he never expected to have Holden’s life in his hands. Literally.

Thanks to some meddlesome matchmaking, the two men are now temporary housemates at the Willow Springs Ranch and Drew is determined to help Holden heal, both physically and emotionally. Even if it means he has to drag the other man kicking and screaming to physical therapy…and out of the closet. In fact, that might be kind of fun.

The problem is, Holden doesn’t consider himself in the closet…but not all secrets are created equal.

Book 3 – Taking Chance

Officer Chance Carter is pretty sure he’d still enjoy being on either end of a good ass reaming—just not the one from his supervisor that lands him on an involuntary extended vacation. Another holiday season with nothing to do except visit an old friend.

Former hospital corpsman Bryan Mitchell doesn’t feel less than honorable, but that’s what his discharge paperwork states. Now he’s down and out in Kingman, Arizona until the charity of a stranger lands him a temporary job for the holidays.

When two federal employees go missing during a highly controversial wild horse roundup, the two Willow Springs Ranch newcomers are drafted to help in the search, but if rumors of a local anti-government militia are true, Chance and Bryan may be in serious trouble—and from something far more dangerous than their mutual attraction.

Book 3.5 – Ty’d Down (free short)

Ty brushed his hands on the long white apron and moved to the island counter to add more
frosting to the piping bag. Cake decorating had never been his favorite chef duty, but like many cooks in the Navy, he had plenty of experience. He took another sip of coffee then began the final step of piping the white border around the edge of the top layer. He would add the already prepared red roses, last. As peace offerings went, a chocolate three-layer cake with buttercream icing wasn’t much, but Cass would forgive him. Eventually.

Today should have been their wedding day, but Ty had put a stop to all the foolishness weeks ago. For fuck’s sake, Arizona didn’t even have gay marriage. The gathering of friends for a commitment ceremony just seemed…stupid. Besides, Cass had just been caught up in the events surrounding Chance and Bryan’s rescue when he’d proposed. The truth of their relationship had been plain as day when Cass tried to take over the conversation after Bryan had been rescued. The words still echoed in his head.

“It’s my ranch…my decision…” Cass was boss and Ty the cook. Point taken. Ty wasn’t even bitter. Much. Cass was right, this was his ranch and Ty had usurped his authority—but goddamn it! No one here was better than Ty when it came to running a covert mission. Cass should have respected him enough…trusted him enough…

Book 4 – Hanging Chad

For Chad Ollom, landing on the Willow Springs Ranch after his teaching career crashed and burned last year was a lesson in irony, considering he’d sworn off all things related to horses and cowboys after a near fatal fall as a child. Now with a new mission in life, Chad plans to bring critically ill children to the ranch for a special celebration.

Aging rodeo cowboy Jesse Duran lives life eight seconds at a time, and whether it’s broncos or men, it’s always been get on and get off before anyone gets hurt. When he’s required to take a break from the circuit and ends up on the WSR, the enticing ass of a stand-offish teacher turned contractor might just be enough challenge to keep him entertained for a week or two.

As attraction flares, personal boundaries start to crumble, and the lines between seducer and seduced begin to blur. When the series of on-going attacks against the WSR moves from sabotage to arson, Jesse steps up to help, but when Chad is forced to return to his past to face charges, the men of the WSR want to know if Jesse will stick or leave Chad hanging.

Book 5 – Park’s Lot

When vegan, peace-loving, social do-gooder Park Williams stumbles across the half-dead cattle rancher who has been sabotaging the Willow Springs Ranch in the name of a homophobic militia group…there’s only one thing to do. Save his life, then share his tent. Waking to find the man’s dick pressed against his ass is just a bonus.

Tanner Triplett is in trouble. Not the your-brother-is-a-sociopathic-murderer-and-you’re-his-next-victim sort of trouble. Not even the your-father-is-trying-to-overthrow-the-federal-government-and-you’re-going-to-jail-for-helping kind of trouble. No…this is the sort of trouble that comes when you wake up with stranger’s dick in your hand. Holy fuck. How is he going to get out of this?

A sudden need to run for their lives ought to do it.

Determined to make amends, Tanner leads Park to the relative safety of the WSR, where the biggest danger should be from gun-wielding cowboys seeking revenge. Tanner hadn’t counted on sharing a room with the exotically beautiful Park or the danger to his heart when the carefully erected walls protecting his secret come tumbling down.


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JL Merrow is here for her Relief Valve Blog Tour! Enter to win a copy of her Award Winning book SLAM!

British Lawyers 101 – the Inns and Outs of the British legal profession

Hi, I’m JL Merrow. Thanks for having me here as part of the Relief Valve blog tour.
Today, I’d like to talk about the British legal profession.

Giveaway: I’m offering a free signed paperback copy of 2013 Rainbow Award winning romantic comedy Slam! (I’m happy to ship internationally) to a randomly chosen commenter on the tour, plus a $10 Amazon gift certificate!
I’ll be making the draw around teatime on Monday 7th April, GMT. Good luck! :D

As I understand it, and feel free to correct me, in the US, all lawyers are created equal; a one-stop shop for all your justice needs. Not so in Britain: here the breed is divided into two distinct sub-species with very different roles:



Wait, no, that’s not right.

Ah, yes. I meant to put in this picture: Working as a Solicitor

Solicitors are usually the first point of contact for your average Brit in need of legal advice. They are found in firms, which are located in ordinary office buildings.
They tend to provide all the services required by the average law-abiding person: wills, house conveyances, that sort of thing. They wear the sort of outfits that would be perfectly unremarkable on the man or woman on the (city) street.

If, however, you’ve been a naughty boy/girl and got on the wrong side of the law, or alternatively something’s got your goat and you have a yen to sue someone, you’ll probably find yourself in need of a barrister to argue your case in court. The chances are it’ll be your solicitor who finds one for you. Barristers congregate in Chambers, which are usually located in rather posher than average office buildings. They wear the sort of outfits which would be perfectly unremarkable on the man—and only the man—on the 17th Century street. Yep, even the women wear ’em. That means wigs and all in the criminal courts, although the wearing of these has been abolished in civil and family courts.

Tom’s sister Cherry in Relief Valve is a barrister, and to be honest Tom doesn’t have much of a clue what she does, making the somewhat sexist assumption (bad Tom!) that she handles divorces and “family stuff”. Interestingly, a 2011 survey by the Bar Standards Board found that female barristers were still outnumbered almost 2 to 1 by male barristers, whereas the gender split is close to 50:50 when it comes to solicitors.

Are the outfits to blame? Let’s face it, horsehair wigs aren’t a good look on anyone, but it could be argued that women get the worst of it, wearing a hairpiece designed for a man.

Then again, some of us have always suspected that men are (a) the more argumentative sex and (b) fonder of the sound of their own voices! ;)

Question: do you see the outdated outfits worn by British lawyers in court as part of a proud old tradition that should be maintained? Or do you think the Bar should embrace the 21st century, sartorially speaking? Or, well, at least the 20th?


JL Merrow is that rare beast, an English person who refuses to drink tea. She writes across genres, with a preference for contemporary gay romance, and is frequently accused of humour. Her novel Slam! won the 2013 Rainbow Award for Best LGBT Romantic Comedy.
She is a member of the UK GLBTQ Fiction Meet organising team.
Find JL Merrow online at: http://www.jlmerrow.com, on Twitter as @jlmerrow, and on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/jl.merrow

Relief ValveIf you dig up the past, be prepared to get dirty
It hasn’t been all smooth sailing since plumber Tom Paretski and P.I. Phil Morrison became connected at the heart, if not always at Tom’s dodgy hip. Neither of their families has been shy about voicing their disapproval, which hasn’t helped Tom’s uneasy relationship with his prickly older sister, Cherry.

But when Cherry is poisoned at her own engagement party, the horror of her near death has Tom’s head spinning with possible culprits. Is it her fiancé Gregory, a cathedral canon with an unfortunate manner and an alarming taste for taxidermy? Someone from her old writers’ circle, which she left after a row? Or could the attack be connected to her work as a barrister?

Phil is just as desperate to solve the case before someone ends up dead—and he fears it could be Tom. At least one of their suspects has a dark secret to hide, which makes Tom’s sixth sense for finding things like a target painted on his back…

Warning: Contains a strong, silent, macho PI; a cheeky, chirpy, cat-owning plumber; and a gag gift from beyond the grave that’ll put the cat firmly among the pigeons.

Now available in ebook: Samhain Publishing | Amazon.com |Amazon.co.uk


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Come celebrate Storm Moon Press 4th Anniversary Blog Tour featuring Scarlet Blackwell!

We’re thrilled to host Scarlet Blackwell today, who is here for the Storm Moon Press 4th Anniversary blog tour! Be sure to read to the bottom of the post for the Rafflecopter giveaways. You have a chance to win a copy of “Playing With the Big Boys” OR free e-books for a year from Storm Moon Press! Awesome! Without futher ado, here’s Scarlet!


As Storm Moon Press celebrates diversity in their fiction for their 4th Anniversary and beyond, the UK appears on the verge of granting full marriage rights to LGBT couples. The UK has had a civil partnership bill since 2004 but has somewhat lagged behind other countries by failing to pass a same-sex marriage bill through parliament. That changed this year when the Marriage (Same Sex Couples) Act 2013 received a Royal Assent and is likely to be passed in England and Wales in mid-2014. The UK will be added to a list of other countries flying the flag for equality like Australia and France, and one can only hope that the number of states in the US allowing gay marriage will soon be expanded.

It is a good time to be a UK-based writer of m/m fiction and the new legislation opens further creative doors.

In Playing with the Big Boys, my contribution to the Weight of a Gun II anthology, I write about two cops stumbling upon a couple of thieves in a warehouse. Caleb’s partner (read: fellow-cop) soon disappears, and he is left at the mercy of Leon and Riley, the two thieves, who restrain Caleb and proceed to show him the time of his life. The story pushes boundaries. It rides an edge of non-consensual sex close to the wind and illustrates just how fearless and uncompromising Storm Moon Press is when it comes to taking on work that other publishers may baulk from.

While some publishers have a list of do and don’ts and are afraid to take a chance on controversial work, Storm Moon Press doesn’t have this problem. They let the author have free rein over their creativity and don’t try to stifle it. This is why Storm Moon Press celebrates diversity in life and in QUILTBAG fiction with every book they publish and why authors see the publishing house as a breath of fresh air in the often restrictive market of m/m romance.

To finish this brief piece, I’d like to offer a sample of Playing with the Big Boys, which now has its own short story release at Storm Moon Press. Thanks for having me, and I hope you enjoy my work and that of other authors who are given the opportunity to embrace their creativity at Storm Moon Press!


(Warnings for NC-17 content, gun-play, and non-con themes.)

Caleb came back to consciousness slowly with his head ringing. He opened his eyes groggily with his vision spinning and pulled hard when he felt steel shackling his wrists. What the hell? He closed his eyes again until the room stopped moving and took a deep breath before he examined his surroundings. He was sitting on a big chair with long arms, his wrists pulled behind his back, legs splayed and ankles tethered to each leg of the sturdy wooden chair. To add insult to injury, he was gagged by a scrap of material that smelled of masculine cologne. The only thing he had left was his eyes. He squinted at the scene in front of him, shivering in the cold air. Where was Dennis? Caleb hoped he was about to burst in at any moment with back-up.

Two men, one blond and one dark, stood in front of him regarding him in amusement as he strained at his bonds. They both wore jeans and T-shirts. They were both built like brick shithouses. The blond had a gun shoved into the waist of his jeans.

The brunet, attractive with startling green eyes, was holding something familiar: Caleb’s gun.

“Welcome, Officer…” The man leaned closer and read the gold nametag on Caleb’s khaki uniform. “Caleb Baker.”

Caleb spat a curse behind his gag. The blond guy folded his massive arms and laughed. Caleb’s gaze drifted to the small table between the two men. On it, beside a tube of lube, a pack of condoms, and some sex toys, lay his own utility belt with each item neatly extracted – the radio, nightstick, and Taser. Of course, the cuffs were missing because they were around his own wrists. Caleb looked around, eyes rolling in wild despair.

“So,” the brunet drew his attention, examining Caleb’s piece. “Smith and Wesson 4006 TSW tactical semi-automatic handgun. Heavy. Bitch of a recoil. Needs twelve pounds of pressure on the double action first shot, four and a half pounds on the subsequent shots.” His gaze dropped indecently down Caleb’s muscular frame. “You don’t seem like you’d have much trouble with that.”

Caleb glared at him by way of reply.

“Seven and a half inches long.” The man smirked. “Not bad.” He stepped forward. “Tired of you not contributing to the conversation, dude.” He yanked Caleb’s gag free.

“Fuck you,” Caleb declared.

His captor whacked him on the temple with the butt of the gun, hard enough to sting. “Wrong answer.” As Caleb hissed, the man ran his hand up the four inch barrel, circling it, imitating masturbation. “I like guns. They make me hot. I like a man carrying a gun, ergo I like cops. I particularly like to fuck cops.”

“You’re not fucking me!” Caleb cried. Christ, he needed Dennis now. This was his worst nightmare.

“Wasn’t aware you had a choice,” the blond chipped in.

“Riley’s right,” the brunet said. “I’m Leon by the way. Let’s be on first name terms when we’re all going to be intimate together.”

Caleb jerked his head away as Leon stepped between his thighs, pressed the gun against his left cheek, caressing the curve of Caleb’s jaw almost lovingly, finger hovering over the trigger. “The things I’ve done with guns, Officer Baker, they’d make your hair curl. I knew this one guy who loved to be fucked by a .44 Magnum. Cocked, you understand. Thought he was Dirty Harry. I had to ask him if he was feeling lucky, punk, while I fucked him.” Leon grinned, teeth bright as Caleb rolled his eyes. “I know, right? There’re some crazy motherfuckers out there but hey, different strokes for different folks. All I know is cops make me so hard I can barely think.”

Caleb automatically dropped his gaze down Leon’s brawny body and saw the erection tenting his jeans. He gulped, and then lifted his eyes to those above him. Leon looked down at him with a smile on his face, that gun still learning his face. He pressed the pistol against Caleb’s jammed-shut lips.

“Open,” he commanded, green eyes flashing.

Caleb shook his head.

“Don’t be a silly boy and open.”

Christ, was the safety on? Caleb was too scared to look. He opened his mouth and stainless steel clicked against his teeth as Leon inserted the handgun.


Caleb closed his mouth over the cold barrel. He did as he was told, eyes shut. He liked his gun – despite what Leon had said about its flaws. At least, he had liked it until it had been turned upon him.

“Nice action. Now lick.” Leon withdrew the gun.

Caleb put his tongue out and licked the tip of the barrel. He looked up and found his tormentor’s gaze fixed on his, Leon’s pupils hugely dilated. “This is going to be an absolute pleasure,” Leon murmured.


This post is part of Storm Moon Press’ 4th Anniversary Blog Tour! Thank you for joining us, and please take a moment to enter Scarlet Blackwell’s giveaway for “Playing With the Big Boys” as well as our blog-tour-wide giveaway! The prize is receiving an ebook each month from SMP for 12 months! We hope to see you around the Internet and at RainbowCon in 2014! Happy New Year!

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Book Spotlight on Finding Jackie by Lou Sylvre

Hello Friends!

Please take a moment to check out Lou Sylvre’s newest release, Finding Jackie. We are happy to be part of Lou’s blog tour and thrilled to give you a quick glance at her latest book!

Finding Jackie

Vasquez & James Series, Book Three

Release date: May 17th, 2013

Contemporary M/M Mystery/Suspense

Available in E-book & Print


Luki Vasquez and Sonny Bly James finally have their Hawaiian wedding, and it’s perfect, almost. But their three-phase honeymoon is riddled with strife. Luki’s status as a working badass spells discord for the newlyweds. A former informant from Luki’s days with ATFE brings a troubling message (or is it a warning?) from a Mob hit man. When Luki’s sixteen-year-old nephew, Jackie, is lured into capture and torture by a sadistic killer, the honeymoon is well and truly over.

The couple put aside their differences and focus on the grueling hunt, which takes them from leather bars to dusty desert back roads, and calls on Sonny’s deep compassion as well as Luki’s sharpest skills. Their world threatens to fall apart if they fail, but their love may grow stronger than ever if they succeed in finding Jackie—before it’s too late.

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Brita Addams is here!! Read to win!

GIVEAWAY!!! Read below and leave a comment!




  • TGKindle [smaller]Ebook giveaways at each stop. Random commenter’s choice from my backlist (Tarnished Gold excluded)
  • Signed 8×10 glossies of Jack Abadie

Grand Prize is a Kindle, along with the winner’s choice of five (5) of my backlist titles, sent to them by email.


Easy. Leave a comment at one or all the stops. At each stop, a random commenter will be selected to win their choice of backlist book (Tarnished Gold excluded.) This selection will be made daily throughout the tour, except where blog owners wish to extend the eligibility. Be sure to leave an email address in your comment. 

All names of commenters and their email addresses will be put into the drawing for the Kindle, even if they have won the daily drawing. The more comments you make the more chances you have to win.

Other prizes include five (5) 8×10 glossies of Jack Abadie, signed. The winners will be selected on April 10, from all the commenters at all the stops, and notified by email.

The Grand Prize winner will be selected on April 10th and notified by email. Once I have heard from the winner and obtained a shipping address, I will order the Kindle and have it shipped directly to the winner. They will also be eligible to select five (5) of my backlist titles and I will email them to the winner.

Contest valid in the United States.

Full schedule for the Tarnished Gold Virtual Book Tour

How to make characters believable

In writing any book, the creation of characters is one of the first things a writer does.

We’ve all read reviews where the reader says that some characters were cardboard. What is a cardboard character? I’d best describe them superficial. No substance. They walk through the story, unusually calm or quiet, with nothing much to say and little to do. All is well, or not, but their actions and reactions are unbelievable.

Often they have no history, as though they were born the moment the book started, with no parents, siblings, or past. Now while on a conscious level, we know this is true, we do like our characters to appear as though we have just dropped in on a limited moment in their lives.

EricWriting cardboard characters can happen almost without us knowing it.To give my characters some meat on their bones, I begin by creating a story card for each character. On this card, I write all the traits they possess. Do they smile easily? Eye and hair color. Attitude. A sketch of the person, as though I jotted down a description as I saw them. The card here is for a major secondary character in Tarnished Gold. His presence in the story is pivotal to Jack’s early attitudes and feelings. Eric could have easily been the main character, yet his secondary status helps to shape the man that Jack becomes. Hmm, prequel perhaps?

I also tap my knowledge of people, having known quite a few in my life. I ponder favorable attributes, as well as the negative, and apply as needed, much as you would piece a puzzle together. You must always have your characters act, um, within their character. Readers will notice if a usually stoic guy suddenly bursts into tears at the drop of a hat.

However, I have always admired a man who can cry when something touches him deeply or when aggrieved. By crying I don’t mean head slamming, convulsive spells. A few tears and I’m sold, hook, line, and sinker. The guy is real, he can be touched and moved by events. Something is important enough to him to forego the machismo.

Situations, plot twists, and other characters always change how your characters act and react. The writer has to assure his or herself that those actions and reactions are logical and in keeping with the character’s established personality.

Are they stoic in the face of grief, or do they unashamedly express their anguish? A young man might cry at the death of a loved one, where years later, he might accept the loss with seeming dispassion. Maturity would have taught him that death is a part of living. Conversely, he may take each passing extremely hard, experiencing past losses all over again as a new one happens. Or he may take action to cover for the pain he feels. He may succumb to anger, which could result in activism of some sort.

A girl might be quite silly while young, but with the experience of marriage or having to fend for herself, she will grow up, armed to better decipher what is most important and what isn’t. With that, she becomes a character with purpose, with substance. Less selfish and more likely to make a good match for the hero.

People connect with characters through empathy. They want to cheer them on, fall in love with them. The last thing a writer wants to do is create a disconnect between the reader and the main characters. Even a rogue has redemptive qualities, if written properly. That kind hearted rascal might disgust his parents with his antics, but he can also make the reader giggle when he’s climbed an old statue in the town square and has painted the horse’s genitals purple (I recently read that and I did giggle.)

One way of creating such a character is to place him in situations that readers can identify with. No matter what era, love, hate, anger, sorrow, disappointment, and shock are all the same. They tear us apart, some in a good way, others not so much. We understand this as readers and can easily place ourselves in the characters shoes. That creates a bond between reader and characters, one that hopefully can be maintained throughout the piece and long after they close the cover.

I don’t read paranormal because there isn’t anything in the paradigm that I understand. The phenomenon is beyond my comprehension. The appeal for shapeshifters and werewolves confounds. Possibly my early interest in reality reading prevents me from “getting it.” I actually read a blurb for a squirrel shifter and that totally has me scratching my head, still.

I have written a vampire story, but it is vampire-light and concentrates on the lead character’s hatred for his vampirism, as it has cost his dearly. He’s not all angsty about it, but he conducts his life far differently than the vamps of his acquaintance. I’m rewriting it now and I’ll submit it as Mysterious Moonlight. Vampires I enjoy watching. Go figure.

As a reader, I want characters that possess attributes I understand, along with the human frailties I see in myself and others. Those are characters that I take into my heart and remember, long after I’ve finish reading the book.

What about you? What fires you up about a character? What do you like to see? What do you hate?


I hope you will like Tarnished Gold. Set in the Golden Age of Hollywood, it taps a world of plenty at a time when there were no limits.

Here’s the blurb for Tarnished Gold:

goldIn 1915, starstruck Jack Abadie strikes out for the gilded streets of the most sinful town in the country—Hollywood. With him, he takes a secret that his country hometown would never understand. 

After years of hard work and a chance invitation to a gay gentlemen’s club, Jack is discovered. Soon, his talent, matinee idol good looks, and affable personality propel him to the height of stardom. But fame breeds distrust. 

Meeting Wyatt Maitland turns Jack’s life upside down. He wants to be worthy of his good fortune, but old demons haunt him. Only through Wyatt’s strength can Jack face that which keeps him from being the man he wants to be. Love without trust is empty. 

As the 1920s roar, scandals rock the movie industry. Public tolerance of Hollywood’s decadence has reached its limit. Under pressure to clean up its act, Jack’s studio issues an ultimatum. Either forsake the man he loves and remain a box office darling, or follow his heart and let his shining star fade to tarnished gold.

Read an excerpt and purchase the Tarnished Gold ebook or print, signed by the author (if one of the first twenty sold.)


I also have For Men Like Us, which takes place during the Regency era in England. You can find it at Dreamspinner Press. Just click the title to be magically transported.

Blurb for For Men Like Us:

forAfter Preston Meacham’s lover dies trying to lend him aid at Salamanca, hopelessness becomes his only way of life. Despite his best efforts at starting again, he has no pride left, which leads him to sell himself for a pittance at a molly house. The mindless sex affords him his only respite from the horrors he witnessed.

The Napoleonic War left Benedict Wilmot haunted by the acts he was forced to commit and the torture he endured at the hands of a superior, a man who used the threat of a gruesome death to force Ben to do his bidding. Even sleep gives Ben no reprieve, for he can’t escape the destruction he caused.

When their paths cross, Ben feels an overwhelming need to protect Preston from his dangerous profession. As he explains, “The streets are dangerous for men like us.” 

About Brita Addams:

????????????????????????????????????????Born in Upstate New York, Brita Addams has made her home in the sultry south for many years. Brita’s home is a happy place, where she lives with her real-life hero, her husband, and a fat cat named Stormee.

She writes, for the most part, erotic historical romance, both het and m/m, which is an ideal fit, given her love of British and American history. Setting the tone for each historical is important. Research plays an indispensible part in the writing of any historical work, romance or otherwise. A great deal of reading and study goes into each work, to give the story the authenticity it deserves.

As a reader, Brita prefers historical works, romances and otherwise. She believes herself born in the wrong century, though she says she would find it difficult to live without air conditioning.

Brita and her husband love to travel, particularly cruises and long road trips. They completed a Civil War battlefield tour a couple of years ago, and have visited many places involved in the American Revolutionary War.

In May, 2013, they are going to England for two weeks, to visit the places Brita writes about in her books, including the estate that inspired the setting for her Sapphire Club series. Not the activities, just the floor plan.

A bit of trivia – Brita pronounces her name, B-Rita, like the woman’s name, and oddly, not like the famous water filter.

Please visit me at any of these online locations:




Twitter: @britaaddams


Fan Page



Amazon Author Page




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Kirby Crow from Riptide is here with Reya Starck on the Circuit Theory Virtual Book Tour

Welcome to the Circuit Theory virtual book tour! As a thank you for helping us celebrate the release of Circuit Theory, we’ll be giving one lucky reader a $10 gift credit to Riptide Publishing! To enter, just leave a comment with your email address included below. Earn additional entries by commenting along each stop of the tour. Thank you Top2Bottom for hosting us and helping us celebrate this exciting release from Riptide Publishing!

Your Gender is Not Analog
Kirby Crow

Gender is a huge question mark in Circuit Theory. No one knows who is who and what’s under the hood, so to speak, and no one really cares.

Synth is a world not yet realized. There are hundreds of online gaming worlds and MMORPG’s that are similar to the system elements of Synth featured in Circuit Theory, but with the current state of technology, it just doesn’t exist yet.

In Synth, the couch-sized user interface is completely immersive and can be confused, fooled, or even influenced by the emotions and physical reactions of the user. It can act independently to a certain degree. There were a lot of ways for us to explain the science behind the interface, but we didn’t want to get too much into the technical aspects. We wanted to concentrate more on the relationship between the avatars, and to a lesser degree their human drivers. Being already full-time residents of the land of flesh and blood, we wanted to give readers a peek into the Metaverse spaces where code is God.

We also wanted to tell a tale about a complex, organically-evolved social system that existed only in 3D virtual reality, a place where the majority of users were accustomed to handling their everyday affairs through the interface, interacting solely with other avatars, and how that system might work in a romantic situation. The vision was that Synth had evolved like all digital communities evolve; as its own creature, despite the best or worst intentions of its creators. In Synth, like almost all virtual worlds today, the avatars are customizable to a high degree. This allows for the imagination and preferences of the user to be fully expressed through the avatar. It allows people to pretend to be something they’re not, which can be pleasurable and rewarding, but also possibly damaging to the user as well as others.

The allure of playing pretend is something we can all relate to. Imagination was our first toy, after all. But where’s the line between harmless pretense and outright deception? The way I see it, as long as everyone is an adult and boundaries have been addressed, there is no line. It’s no one’s business who you are, what you are, or where you are, unless you want them to know. Simply being acquainted with someone online doesn’t confer special rights on either side. If anything, it creates even more distance, which may be why some people feel they deserve to know exactly who their avatars are speaking to in the game. Also, there’s the very real issue of safety, which is something all women can relate to. With that in mind, the emotional and practical distance that online gaming can offer has rewards.
In the story, we wanted to illustrate that- to Byron and Dante- Synth isn’t simply a game. To them, Synth is something akin to an apartment complex or city where their avatars happen to reside as true personas. As such, they must be maintained with housing, clothing, speech, friendships, sex, a job, and in short; everything that differentiates an avatar from a robotic mannequin. Their avatars aren’t roleplay characters: they’re who they would be in real life, if they could change the rules. Although roleplaying is common in Synth, there’s an unspoken division between those playing it for fun, and those playing it as a lifestyle.

Whether in 2D or 3D, drawn flat or driven, an avatar is sometimes not meant for play. Sometimes it’s meant to represent the ideal you – the truest, fondest image you have of yourself. When that image doesn’t jibe with reality, or when expectations run unreasonably high, that can cause problems. A strong sense of cooperation is essential if any virtual community hopes to function for long, and it takes the shared vision of many minds to create an entire world. In a way, roleplaying is a puppet show. It shares some qualities with Japanese Bunraku theater, where the audience agrees beforehand that the black-clad puppeteers in full sight on stage are invisible. Without that fragile agreement, the puppets lose their animating spirits and become merely wood and cloth again, or strings of code.

Dante and Byron are cooperating in the same kind of intricate puppet dance. They’re aware that they’re more involved with the person’s creation than with the person, and they both agree that the avatar is the truer representation. It’s the only way the romance works, given the limitations the relationship labors under.

Unsurprisingly, we decided to make physical gender not part of the Synth equation. Avatar appearance, manner, bearing, writing ability and even artistic standing (talented designers are celebrated in virtual worlds) matter much more in Synth than whether you’re male or female in the flesh, young or mature, sexy or natural. Even the female-appearing and hyper-emotional character of SexxyBabee isn’t guaranteed to be a woman.

This isn’t the hard rule for roleplaying and gaming communities today. Finding gender-fluid attitudes in 3D/Virtual is more like a happy accident rather than the norm, but all that is changing. Just as digital streaming and storage has pushed aside analog devices in the realms of media consumption, those rusty, hard-wired attitudes are slowly getting nudged out for a more elastic and contemporary understanding of gender identity.

A roleplay avatar is a collection of binary data, controlled by several systems and input devices. The only life it has is what you give it, and you’re not giving it with your gender. If a mind pushing pixels is all there is to interact with, what do chromosomes matter?

Surprisingly, it matters a great deal to a large segment of avatars dwelling in virtual spaces, and many role players feel cheated when they discover that the male avatar they’ve been playing with for three months turns out to be driven by a woman. There’s a definite sense of betrayal. Whether that’s a fair accusation has to be judged on a case-by-case basis, but in general, if two avatars find themselves growing closer to each other, it’s prudent to put the cards on the table. The important thing to remember is there’s a real person back there animating those pixels. Handle with care.

-Kirby Crow

Kirby Crow worked as an entertainment editor and ghostwriter for several years before happily giving it up to bake more brownies, read more yaoi, play more video games, and write her own novels.

Kirby is a 2010 winner of the Epic Award and a two-time winner of the Rainbow Award for her published works in fiction.

Her published novels are:

Prisoner of the Raven (historical romance, Torquere Press, 2005)
Scarlet and the White Wolf: The Pedlar and the Bandit King (fantasy romance, Torquere Press, 2006)
Scarlet and the White Wolf: Mariner’s Luck (fantasy romance, Torquere Press, 2007)
Scarlet and the White Wolf: The Land of Night (fantasy romance, Torquere Press, 2007)
Angels of the Deep (paranormal/horror, MLR Press, 2009)
Circuit Theory (scifi, Riptide, 2012)


Reya Starck lives in England, never gets quite enough sleep, and is a professional procrastinator and consumer of chocolate. By day she is an intrepid bacteriologist, eradicating microbes for a better world order. By night she writes wonderfully queer stories featuring an array of lovely men.


Attraction is Binary.

Dante and Byron are avatars. Driven by human beings, yet still only digital representations of their ideal selves. In reality, they live far apart, but share most of their waking and working hours together in a virtual world called Synth.

In Synth, like in most code, the laws are infinitely more simple and infinitely more complex. Navigating the system rules of virtual lovers is like steering through a minefield of deceit, suspicion, heartbreak, and half-truths.

Under pressure, Dante makes a friendship that trips Byron’s warning bells, disrupting their carefully-ordered lives and calling into question the wisdom of trusting your heart to a man you can never touch in the flesh.


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Elyan Smith’s Portside Blog Tour

I’ve probably read too much gay fiction from the Seventies or Eighties to be as fascinated as I am with the seedy, anonymous hook-up spots that most cities still have these days. Be it around the back of the swimming pool, as was the case in a city I used to live in, parking lots off motorways or public parks, those places saw a lot of the action when being gay was still too taboo to happen in broad daylight. They still see some action now, particularly from folks who can’t or don’t want to be out about who they’re into.

For the most part though, the purely sex-focused hook-ups got the more social add-on of the gay pubs and bars, booming in the Eighties and Nineties. Both as face-to-face meeting spaces to talk amongst yourselves and as a place to find someone you could take home for the night or more, a large part of the gay scene stumbled from the dark of the parks into the bright lights of the nightlife.

Gay relationships and gay life happens in the mainstream these days, gay couples alongside straight couples a regular sight at least in the big cities of the world. While it’s far from universal and homophobia still lurks even in those places, gay social life is no longer hiding in the dark.

While pubs and bars are still somewhat of a staple of gay social life for a certain demographic, most of the younger generation sticks to the clubs and/or, as all other social interaction these days, to internet hooks-up. In the days of Gaydar or Grindr, with Craigslist already mostly a thing of the past, with a blowjob or “just looking for a chat” being a thumb press on your smartphone away (cleverly sorted by proximity), many of the older generation of gay folks lament the death of social interaction with pubs and bars being forced to close for lack of customers.

What separate social spaces used to offer was a sense of community and a sense of shared experience aside from the mainstream. The question is though, with gay life turning into part of the life of the mainstream, how necessary and needed are separate and secluded community spaces? The Facebook generation shares its life in bite sized status updates, usually unfiltered to their 500+ friends — how much does this demographic of the socially and sexually active need its own sexual spaces?

They’d likely argue that they don’t. Their social lives don’t discriminate by sexual orientation and if they want to find someone for a spot of sex, well, there are ways about that. A great deal of social interaction happens at the crossroads of the virtual and the physical world and Grindr just provides the hook-up equivalent to Facebook, occupying a similar space and allowing to make up the disadvantage in numbers by seeking out the specific interest, be it type or preferred interaction, penis size, top or bottom or just friendship.

Gay (sex) life no longer occupies a spot that is necessarily separate to that of straight sex life — Grindr is expanding into the straight hook-up market as we speak.

As part of the Portside blog tour, leaving a comment will enter you into a drawing for a $20 Amazon gift certificate.


Life on the dole in a dying town is defined by drinking when you can, smoking to pass the time, and, if you’re gay, going down to the barracks at the old port to get some. Iwan’s got the cigarettes and the booze down pat, but he lacks experience, which has him sticking to online porn and watching other people.

Everyone else seems to have moved past getting what they want, while all Iwan can think of is what could go wrong. He knows who he is, regardless of labels. But no matter how often his best friend Lyn tells him to just go for it, he doesn’t trust other people to see past his mismatched body.

Paying for what he’s afraid to get for free is a long shot, but it’s better than just watching, and it’s better than porn. It doesn’t change the world he lives in, but it changes him.


Elyan Smith lives in the southwest of England. He works in research during the day and spends most of his free time writing LGBT fiction. Portside is Elyan’s debut release. You can find him at his Website and his Twitter, and purchase a copy of Portside at Riptide Publishing.

Please join Elyan at his next blog tour stop here.


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Welcome to Josephine Myles Blog Tour! She’s giving away fun!

May and December – writing an m/m romance with an age gap.

I’ve just had my first May and December romance published—or should I call it a May and September romance? You see, the age gap between Ben and Ollie is only thirteen years, which I don’t see as all that big. Twenty year old Ollie isn’t bothered at having a thirty-three year old boyfriend either. No, the only one who seems to have a problem with it is Ben.

While Ben might only be thirty-three (pretty young in my book, seeing as how I’ve passed that age myself), he feels much older. His parents died when he was eighteen, so he raised his much younger sister himself. Taking on that parental responsibility along with managing his diabetes, building up a steady career in computer programming and holding down a mortgage, meant Ben didn’t find much time to enjoy being young. His brief period of hedonism when Zoe left home was cut short by kidney failure, and since then he’s led a half-life as a virtual recluse.

Ben is disgusted with himself for being attracted to someone so very young, yet he can’t get his cute parcel delivery boy out of his mind. One early scene I really enjoyed writing was when Ben can’t cope without his daily Ollie fix over the weekend, so stakes out the local park where Ollie has told him he skates:

What the hell was I doing here? It was no use trying to pretend to myself that I’d just stopped by while in the neighbourhood, because I’d taken a ten-minute detour through Reading traffic to swing by here on my way back from Zoe’s place. No, I had in fact hit a new low: predatory older man stalking nubile twink at the bloody playground. I was a fucking chickenhawk.

Compared to Ben, Ollie does sometimes seem very young indeed. I enjoyed emphasizing this with his skateboard and purple hair, and patterns of speech and phrases to suit his generation. Along with his boundless energy and enthusiasm, Ollie’s youth means he hasn’t yet had time to get established in the world. Not only is he holding down two poorly paid jobs, but he’s vulnerably housed. It would be very easy for the outside world looking on to label him as a gold-digger, out to find a sugar daddy.

Using the difference in their ages to generate conflict was a real gift to me as a writer. Not only was I able to use Zoe’s profound unease at her older brother having a boyfriend younger than her, but Ben’s self-doubts came into play. He finds it very hard to understand why a young thing like Ollie would be attracted to him for himself rather than his material wealth. I’ve always been fascinated by the way material success makes people doubt the motives of others—perhaps because I’ve never had much money myself so I’ve always known my friends love me for who I am, not what I have. I feel deeply sorry for people like Ben, who have allowed their possessions to make them suspicious of others—especially when those others are younger and poorer than themselves.

Of course, being someone who’s always had an attraction to silver foxes, I can perfectly understand what Ollie sees in Ben. Not only does he fancy the pants off Ben, but he admires his maturity and the way he took responsibility for his sister. For Ollie, Ben’s flash car and swanky pad are incidental, and he’d still be just as interested in him without them. Ollie is no vacuous twink, out to get what he can—he just needs a man he can look up to and some stability in his life. He’s keen to point out he’s not after a daddy figure, though:

“Don’t you go stressing about age gaps again. We’re fine.”

“So long as you don’t start calling me Daddy,” I grumbled.

Ollie snorted. “Believe me, one dad and one stepfather is plenty for me. I’m not after another.”

I really enjoyed playing with the age gap between my two heroes in Handle with Care, and letting Ollie gently lead Ben to realise that it really isn’t an issue. Thirteen years might seem like a big gap when the younger partner is twenty, but give them another ten years and it’s not going to raise any eyebrows. Well, perhaps that depends on whether Ollie’s still dying his hair outlandish colours…

So what about you? Do you enjoy reading May and December romances, or do you prefer your romantic heroes to be closer in age? And which is more attractive to you: the smooth skin and boundless energy of youth, or the laughter lines and wisdom of age?

Handle with Care by Josephine Myles – the blog tour

To celebrate the release of my second novel, Handle with Care, I’m on a two week blog tour. A grand prize will be awarded to a randomly chosen commenter during the tour: an exclusive Handle with Care mug (which I’m happy to post worldwide), and a $25 voucher to spend at All Romance eBooks (or alternative ebook retailer of your choice). I’ll make the prize draw on Wednesday 9th May at 9am (GMT), and will announce the winner on my blog. Visit the tour itinerary for a list of all the stops, and comment on each to increase your chances of winning!



The best things in life aren’t free…they’re freely given.

Ben Lethbridge doesn’t have many vices left. After raising his little sister to adulthood, he wasted no time making up for the youth he lost to responsible parenting. Two years of partying it up—and ignoring his diabetes—has left him tethered to a home dialysis regimen.

He can do his job from his flat, fortunately, but most of his favourite things are forbidden. Except for DVD porn…and fantasizing over Ollie, the gorgeous, purple-haired skateboarder who delivers it.

Their banter is the highlight of Ben’s lonely day, but his illness-ravaged body is the cruel reality that prevents him from believing they’ll do anything more than flirt. Not to mention the age gap. Still, Ben figures there’s no harm in sprucing himself up a bit.

Then one day, a package accidentally splits open, revealing Ben’s dirty little secret…and an unexpected connection that leaves him wondering if he’s been reading Ollie wrong all this time. There’s only one way to find out: risk showing Ollie every last scar. And hope “far from perfect” is good enough for a chance at love.

Warning: Contains superhero porn comics and a cute, accident-prone delivery guy with colour-changing hair. Readers may experience coffee cravings, an unexpected liking for bad mullets, and the urge to wrap Ollie up and take him home.

Kindle US: http://www.amazon.com/Handle-with-Care-ebook/dp/B0073WI0ZU/
Kindle UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Handle-with-Care-ebook/dp/B0073WI0ZU/
Samhain: http://store.samhainpublishing.com/handle-with-care-p-6754.html

Author Bio:

English through and through, Josephine Myles is addicted to tea and busy cultivating a reputation for eccentricity. She writes gay erotica and romance, but finds the erotica keeps cuddling up to the romance, and the romance keeps corrupting the erotica. Jo blames her rebellious muse but he never listens to her anyway, no matter how much she threatens him with a big stick. She’s beginning to suspect he enjoys it.

Jo’s website: http://josephinemyles.com/
Email: josephine_myles@yahoo.co.uk
Blog: http://josephinemyles.com/blog/
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/josephine.myles
Twitter: @JosephineMyles


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Zach Sweets and Zombies Tour

Growing a Love for Zombies

People often asked me why I’m obsessed with zombies. They are the disgusting creatures that exist in the films and books. What can I say? They are fascinating creatures, too. Think about it, if they were to exist, wouldn’t you be curious as to what was going on inside of their heads? Did they scream for help but a disease that was making him/her doing the horrible things had trapped them? Maybe disease was their excuse for becoming a cannibal?

Questions can go on and on for rest of your life until it actually exists. Now, the real answer to the reason why zombies have been one of my obsessions: they scare me. I like to challenge myself by facing the creatures/objects that is likely to scare me off. To me, that’s a sense of adventure. In my opinion, I think zombies are the scariest one. Sure, there are werewolves and vampires that should be on the top of the list. But werewolves and vampires can act human when they want to. Zombies couldn’t. There’s no way to reason with a zombie because all zombies want is to eat human flesh.

In addition to werewolves and vampires, they can be sexy anytime they want to. Zombie, on other hand, can’t stay sexy. Their body decayed after every minute they wander the Earth. Skins falling apart, bruises show more, blood turns black, bones easily become breakable and the list goes on. They will smell so horrible that can make you puke. Their spirits fade. In some people’s mind, they’re the bodies for demon to possess. Except the demons can’t control its mind since zombies go on their instincts and that is food. Any sight of blood, they go crazy. Not an ideal body to possess, don’t you agree?

Watching one of my favorite shows The Walking Dead makes me fall in love with zombies all over again. They were exactly what I picture in my head. How their bodies change when they’d been turned into one of them. My heart beat faster every time the dead-walkers were chasing the survivors. While witnessing the events on the shows, I can imagine if it was me that was running away from the large number of zombies. I definitely will be screaming for my life and run as fast as I ever can. Then I started to imagine, what if I have a boyfriend with me and what would I have done?

That’s when Zombie Rain comes in. With love, anything is possible and love gives the strength to survive. Jake is a weak character until his love has gotten stronger then he becomes the strongest character in the book.

“Rex,” I wailed. As I was sobbing, my eyes started to hurt badly. A powerful purple shot out, and I stared right at the zombie king. The king’s orange laser collided with my purple, but my pain was far stronger. It was enough to force him backwards through the air until his back hit a tree. The trunk shattered.

Now you see Jake has gotten much stronger after a zombie hurt Rex. Love is one of best way to make an individual become stronger than s/he ever get in s/he entire life. I know for the fact that it is all true because I’ve experienced it myself in the past. I was driving and my ex-lover was in the passenger seat. A car ran through red light and hit us. The door on the passenger side was stuck and I open it as if it wasn’t even stuck. It was the moment when I want to get my ex-lover out of the car before it exploded (Yeah, I watched too much action films). The next day, I tried to open the door again and I couldn’t. Not even a budge. That’s how I apply the strength to Zombie Rain. It was all adrenaline rushes.

Do you love zombies or do you hate them?


Jake’s world is torn apart when his son dies, killed by a little girl who has infected him with a strange disease. Soon, Jake’s entire hometown is overtaken by the disease. A disease that turns them into flesh-craving monsters. The combination of tragedy and horror is almost more than Jake can take, but then he meets Rex, a man who has been struggling through the horror in search of more survivors. The two men travel together, searching for answers and other survivors, the growing bond between them the only bright light in their dark world.

But then that light is taken brutally away, and Jake is left struggling to find it again, fighting against insurmountable odds and growing despair …

Buy Link:
Less Than Three Press for $3.99

About Me:

Zach, an army brat, was born in El Paso, TX, and has lived in North Carolina, Germany, Kansas, California, and the District of Columbia, before graduating from University of Baltimore in May 2010, with a degree in Applied Information Technology. He now resides in Arizona, where he moved to start a new adventure with his partner and dog.

In his spare time, Zach enjoys reading, mainly horror. He enjoys doing outdoor activities, and he runs on a daily basis. He participates in charitable running events, from 5k up to marathon distances.

Zach writes as often as he can and likes to push himself with writing challenges. Joining the M/M Romance group on Goodreads.com has immensely boosted his motivation to become a successful Deaf author, writing about man to man love, with some horror thrown in for good measure.

When he is not writing or reading, Zach likes to practice his web design and development skills. He loves to hang out with love of his life as often as he can, finding things to do inside and outside the house, whether it be yard work, hiking, bike riding, walking their dog, eating out at a cozy diner, or just loving.

You can find Zach at his website, share books with Zach on Goodreads, follow Zach on Twitter, or friend Zach on Facebook.


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