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VR program offering a boyfriend experience… ‘A Virtual Kiss’ #Gay #Romance #VirtualReality @parr_books @evernightpub

New release
MM romance 
A Virtual Kiss
E.D. Parr

Evernight Publishing

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Hunky Nate Hathaway can’t resist the lure of private Virtual Reality rooms in a new Internet café that opens on the street where he works. He’s lonely and intrigued by the VR program offering a boyfriend experience. After only one date, Nate is hooked on Jason, the sexy, kind VR character.

Jason Graeme is the computer wizard behind the hot new VR programs. He’s a risk taker, smart and gorgeous. He’s also the body model for the boyfriend. A twist of fate brings Nate to his attention. Determined to meet dishy Nate, he reveals who he is. Passion sizzles between the two men as they fall in love.

Trouble is Nate’s not the only guy in town who uses the boyfriend experience.

Read the teaser…

“Hi, babe. It’s great to see you.” The guy greeted Nate and then kissed him.
 
Nate’s entire body went into meltdown. The kiss was so real he grabbed the VR man and pulled him close, crushing against him.
 
The man returned the kiss but gradually drew away. He held Nate’s hand and brought him to a table outside the café. “Let’s get coffee. Did you eat yet? You look tired.” He reached out a hand and swept gentle fingertips down Nate’s cheek.
 
Surprised at the comforting gesture, Nate closed his eyes for a second to soak up the touch. He opened them and gazed at his VR boyfriend. “I’d like to hear about your day. I’m not hungry, coffee’s fine.” What will I call him? Does he have a name or do I just assign him one? Hell, he is gorgeous.
 
A server brought coffee. “How lovely to see you again, Jason, and you’ve brought Nate along tonight. The usual for you both?”
 
Nate blinked under the beaming smile from her. How does it know my name? Must read the credit card or Cory keys it in when he sets the room going.
 
She placed their cups on the table.
 
Jason. Nate smiled at his VR man. Yeah. I like that—a mythical name for an unreal guy.
 
Jason locked his gaze with Nate’s. Attraction and desire flared unmistakably in the cobalt eyes.
 
Nate’s stomach clenched. He leaned a little forward to take in the affection from his boyfriend’s expression. Comfort, warmth, and gratitude mixed with the urgent need to kiss Jason again. He looked down at the table, unsure how to go on.
 
Jason stood and pulled his chair along next to Nate’s. He sat and slipped an arm around Nate’s shoulders. “Hey.” Jason held his jaw and lifted his head. “Kiss me.”
 
Nate looked into the blue eyes.
 
Jason’s lips met his. He merged his mouth on Nate’s in a soft press then lingered, dotting little kisses on Nate’s parted lips, before slipping his palm around Nate’s head and deepening the kiss.
 
Overwhelmed with the tenderness and sex in the kiss, Nate pulled away and stood. “I have to get back to work.”
 
Jason stood, too. He made a grab for Nate’s hand. “What, tonight? That’s unusual. Will I see you tomorrow?”
 
Nate stared at the gorgeous man, shocked at the realistic way Jason’s voice held need and worry. 
 
“Yes, of course. I better go now.” Unable to resist, he hugged Jason close. It was just as if he held a real man to his body. He soaked up the feel, let go of Jason, and strode to the wall where the door to the room had been. The VR scene provided a row of shops along the wall. As the dreamlike quality of the experience remained, Nate sighed and tried every one of the handles on the doors, until one swung inward and he charged out of it into the corridor. His credit card popped up from the device slot. Nate snatched it. He put it into his wallet as he walked the length of the corridor.
 
Cory drank coffee from a paper cup at his desk. He gave Nate a wave. “See you again.”
 
Nate passed him, dashed up the stairs, and raced along the corridor to the young woman’s desk at the entrance.
 
He called, “Good night,” walking quickly by her, and wove through the tables and computer desks until he pushed open the glass door and stepped into the evening air.
 
Nate froze in the cool breeze. He breathed deep. This was real. The café building behind him was cream brick, chrome, and dappled glass, the bank over the street serious gray stone blocks with an ATM inserted along one wall. Nate stalked along the sidewalk glad of the traffic nearby, happy with the occasional blast of carbon monoxide until he reached the entrance to the subway. He went down to the platform.
 
On the train home, he gazed ahead as he hung from a ceiling strap surrounded by late commuters. It’s as if I’ve been with a real person. I can just about feel his mouth on mine. Fuck, he’s hot. I wish he was real. Should I go tomorrow?
 
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be prepared to be swept away ‘Forged in Flood’ #Gay #Contemporary #Romance @DahliaDonovan @SDSXXTours

Forged in Flood
by Dahlia Donovan
Genre: M/M/M Contemporary Romance
From best-selling author Dahlia Donovan comes a new witty novel between
three very different men. With drama, emotional turmoil, and
hilarious banter, be prepared to be swept away in Dahlia’s British
M/M/M romance.
When one drunken night forever scars three best friends, will they ever
find a way to pick up the pieces?
Eaten up with guilt, Ivan Black spends ten years hiding from the world. He
retreats to his family forge to wallow in misery. Alone. So lonely
his heart aches with it.
Wesley Cook and Rolland Spence have been together since university. They
struggle through the physical scars of the accident, building a life
in the ruins of their dreams. They find happiness but continue to
miss their angry ginger Viking—Ivan.
In all the anger of wasted years, the three men find a way to forge a
relationship as hot as the fires in the smithy.
Forged in Flood is a British contemporary M/M/M romance. With heartache, hot
men with foul mouths, and plenty of heat, enjoy getting to know Ivan,
Wesley, and Roland.
Dahlia Donovan wrote her first romance series after a crazy dream about
shifters and damsels in distress. She prefers irreverent humour and
unconventional characters. An autistic and occasional hermit, her
life wouldn’t be complete without her husband and her massive
collection of books and video games.

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kilts required, undergarments optional ‘Haka Ever After’ #Gay #Contemporary #Romance @DahliaDonovan @SDSXXTours

Haka Ever After
The Sin Bin #7
by Dahlia Donovan
Genre: M/M/ Contemporary Romance
You are cordially invited to the Sin Bin wedding of the year—kilts required,
undergarments optional.
Taine Afoa has faced opponents on the rugby pitch without an ounce of fear. He hopes
to find the same courage when asking the love of his life to marry
him. First, though, he has to ask Freddie’s fathers for their blessing.
If Taine survives, popping the question should be a breeze.
Freddie Whittle knows Taine has something up his sleeve. A yes forms on his lips before the
question is even asked. But can they survive the madness of friends
and family, all wanting to help plan their wedding?
As their May-December romance tumbles into happily ever after, one surprise after the other
brings them more joy than they ever imagined possible.
The short story Haka Ever After is the seventh (and last) book in Dahlia
Donovan’s international bestselling gay romance series, The Sin
Bin. Each one features hot rugby players and the men who steal their hearts.
Dahlia Donovan wrote her first romance series after a crazy dream about
shifters and damsels in distress. She prefers irreverent humour and
unconventional characters. An autistic and occasional hermit, her
life wouldn’t be complete without her husband and her massive
collection of books and video games.
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a challenge he can’t resist ‘Party Animal’ #Gay #Romance #series @galestanley @changelingpress

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Gale Stanley and her story Party Animal!

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Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.

Some things never change.

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Casey Cox is a porn star legend. Life is a never-ending party and there’s always a hot guy or two willing to play. Then Casey meets the one man who isn’t interested and suddenly it’s a challenge he can’t resist.

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I stared at my reflection in the mirror and gave myself an eight out of ten. All those late nights were finally taking a toll. Would I give them up? Hell no! Life was a never-ending party, and the guest list changed every day. I liked it that way. Variety is the spice of life after all.

But right now, I needed to do damage control. I read somewhere that the eyes are the mirror of the soul. If that was true then my soul must be puffy, wrinkled, and bloodshot. It wasn’t a good look. Thank God for eye drops. A few in each eye made my whites pop. I practiced my sultry green stare in the mirror. Not bad, but the bags had to go. I reached for the Preparation H and applied it liberally. My sister swears by the stuff.

I’d showered and shaved at home, but my hair needed a redo. My trademark look is a messy bedhead, black locks flying every which way. I don’t like to disappoint the fans and it’s easy enough to get the look. It’s all about a good haircut and a few styling tricks, like gel.

I stepped back from the mirror to check out my body. No problems there. Six feet, two inches of lean muscle thanks to an exercise routine that keeps me camera ready. No matter how late I go to bed, I wake up early and use the small gym in my apartment building. A good workout always makes me feel better. Today, we’re shooting early, so I did a short routine, just long enough to break a sweat and get my blood pumping. Then it was SSME, and I’m not talking kinky sex. Shower, shave, moisturize, enema. I like to be clean for the close-up shots.

Yeah, I bare it all, but it’s all for the sake of art. I’m not kidding. One of my first jobs when I came to LA was as an artist’s model. At first, because of my strict upbringing, I was uncomfortable posing nude, but eventually I realized that the human body is a beautiful thing. It was a liberating experience.

Today, I’ve convinced myself that filming is an art form. There are thousands, maybe millions of guys out there staring at my naked body. What I do prompts an emotional response and gives them pleasure, just like other art forms. Art is in the eye of the beholder, after all. It’s one hell of an ego trip.

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Jacey

a journalist threatens to ruin… ‘Love on Show’ #Gay #Romance @parr_books @evernightpub

Thank you for inviting me to your blog with new release MM
romance
Love on Show

I loved writing this story. I’d had the idea in my head for
nearly a year, but life got in the way of my writing for a while there. When I
finally wrote the story, it flowed onto the computer because I knew Caer and
Justin so well.
Their love story is hot and heart wrenching. There are
places in the story I wanted to shock because life throws wildcards at everyone
now and then. I also wanted the guys to love each other deeply.
Justin hides a fun-loving trait until the end of the story
when I hope readers will see how much he loves Caer.
July 18 release from Evernight Publishing, A Romance on the
Go
Romantic, erotic, surprising
Fall in love with Caer Rossi and Justin Harper

Dishy Justin Harper plays gay bad boy, Brandon in a TV show
that’s fast becoming a cult classic, but Justin hides the fact he’s gay in real
life. When a new actor is cast to play his TV show love interest, Justin can’t
deny the raging attraction he feels for gorgeous Caer Rossi.
Caer Rossi makes it clear he thinks Justin is smoking hot.
He can’t wait for the kissing scenes, and they sizzle, but underneath the
performance for the TV show, a deep, loving passion builds between the two men.
Something has to give, but what and who will it be when a journalist threatens
to ruin Justin’s perfectly crafted public persona?

Read a teaser
He followed Justin out of the room and down the
corridor into what looked like a wardrobe room. Rails of clothes lined one wall
and baskets of accessories and other items dotted the floor space.
Justin stopped walking and turned abruptly.
Caer reared back to avoid bumping into him.
“We’ll take my car into the village and get
something to eat, but first I’d like to explain.” The actor’s voice held
sincerity. His eyes held a plea.
“Explain?”
“Yeah … I couldn’t go through with the kiss until
I’d let you know what to expect. I, er, I like to kiss for real. It just
doesn’t look right on camera kissing someone on the chin or missing their lips
any way you can. You know … there’s no passion in it … what do you think? Will
it be okay?”
Justin’s fabulous blue-gray eyes searched Caer’s
face.
“I can do that. Sure.” Caer softened his voice. He
gazed at Justin’s mouth. “Show me. Kiss me.” You are adorable. I know you want to fuck me bad.
Relief entered Justin’s expression. He leaned
toward Caer. His eyes closed.
Caer met him. The kiss sent waves of pleasure
through Caer. His stomach clenched. He lifted his arms and held Justin. The
gentle merge of lips on lips teased him and he slipped a palm along Justin’s
jaw, prolonging the kiss, soaking up the sexy feel of stubble rasping on his
skin.
Justin drew away. He gazed at Caer. “Hell, that was
some kiss.”

Copyright E.D. Parr
2018, Evernight Publishing

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true love does find a way #Gay #Romance @WriteRileyWrite @GoddessFish



This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. $15 in Boroughs Bucks will be awarded to a randomly drawn commenter. Also, Boroughs Publishing Group can’t wait to give you a Xmas gift in July. Join the party: https://www.facebook.com/events/202551280465596/?active_tab=discussion.

Gideon Valsecchi had done the impossible when he busted out of the grueling poverty and pre-ordained existence his life had been on the South Side of Chicago. His free ride at college is the stepping stone to a career with a professional soccer team. And when his dream comes true it’s not what he expects—sacrifice shouldn’t taste this bitter, especially when the love of his life is what he’s missing and can’t seem to hold on to.

Elijah Tucker wants to give Gideon Valsecchi the world on a silver platter. And he has the means to do it. But Eli is learning the truth of the maxim that the way you hold onto the thing you want most is to let it go. And while his heart breaks into a thousand pieces, he doesn’t come apart even when the worst happens. Because, even as cliché as it sounds…true love does find a way.

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“Are you feeling a’right?” Gideon asked finally, unable to hold out any longer. He sighed when the only response he received was the quiet, even breaths of a sleeping Elijah. He stared up at the ceiling fan, noticing a reflection in the chrome accents of the city lights that lay just beyond the window. 



Gideon knew he needed to sleep. His day had been long and he anticipated that the next one would be even longer. Regardless of how much he attempted to halt its activity, it was difficult to calm his brain down as it tried to wrap itself around Elijah’s out-of-the-ordinary demeanor. 




“Are you asleep?” he whispered, though he already knew that he was. Biting his lip, Gideon decided to be brave, although he wasn’t sure how courageous it actually was to speak to a sleeping man. “Elijah,” he began, attempting to wrap his lips around words that seemed too big for his mouth. “I love you.”

 



It felt strange to admit, even though he knew it was true. Elijah gave him things that he’d never had before, and none of them had anything to do with money. He anchored him with stability, security, and love. “I love you,” Gideon repeated, thinking that it wasn’t that difficult after all. He’d said it and he felt better, lighter, like he passed a threshold of demons who had sought to keep him from moving forward. 





The room was still, but he was floating, high above the internal struggles he’d unnecessarily doomed himself to. He repeated it a few more times, feeling better every time he said it, like he’d found a release he never knew he’d needed. “I really fucking love you,” he said with a yawn, letting his heavy eyelids fall. 





“I love you too,” Elijah whispered sleepily, grinning up at Gideon, whose eyes shot open in response. 





“Asshole,” Gideon muttered, feeling his cheeks flush warm. “I asked you if you were a’right and you didn’t answer.” 





“I was sleeping. You woke me up when you said you love me.” He shrugged. “I don’t know if you realize, but I’m hyper tuned in to anytime you say ‘love.’ I’m obsessed with hearing it, even when you’re just talking about chicken nuggets.” 




“That’s weird,” Gideon chided without malice. “You’re so weird.” 




“Yeah, well, you love me.” 







“I do.” 





“Maybe you’re weird, too.” 





“Or maybe I’m not weird at all,” Gideon reasoned. After all, loving Elijah made all the sense in the world. 





“Okay, Captain Confession. Go to sleep or you’re going to tell me you can’t sleep over when you’re too tired tomorrow.” 





Groaning at the stupid nickname, Gideon tilted his head down to kiss his boyfriend’s forehead. 







“Tell me one more time though,” Elijah requested, drawing a laugh from Gideon. 




“I love you.” 





And damn did it feel good. 



About the Author:

Riley has always loved to write, believing that life has the possibility to be its most beautiful when it’s portrayed on the pages of a book. Feeling the need to create and liberate in the midst of the political landscape, Riley writes novels that focus on LGBTQ protagonists, wanting to honor a community that deserves better representation depicting lives, loves and triumphs in all facets of fiction.

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must come together or become ashes ‘Capital Offense’ #Gay #BDSM @booksbygray @TheOriginalGray @evernightpub

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to J.R. Gray and his story Capital Offense!

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When not staying up all night writing, J.R. Gray can be found at the gym where it’s half as-sumed he is a permanent resident to fulfill his self-inflicted masochism. A dominant and a pilot, Gray finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. He frequently interrupts real life, in-cluding normal sleep patterns and conversations, to jot down notes or plot bunnies. Commas are the bane of his existence even though it’s been fully acknowledged they are necessary, they con-tinue to baffle and bewilder. If Gray wasn’t writing…well, that’s not possible. The buildup of untold stories would haunt Gray into an early grave, insanity or both. The idea of haunting has always appealed to him. J.R. Gray is genderqueer and prefers he/him pronouns

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All good things must come to an end.

George is trying to hold his world together, but it’s crumbling and he doesn’t know who he’s even fighting anymore. All the people he loves are suffering because of him.

Jesse is shattering because he can’t provide what George needs.

Elliot is broken perhaps beyond repair.

Zac is ruined by his own doing and isn’t fit to be what Elliot needs him to be.

There is no soothing light at the end of this tunnel. The reckoning is coming and not even George can protect them from the monster of his past. They are splintering, trying to avoid the flames, but they must come together or become ashes.

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George picked up the container of sterile needles he’d been saving so Jesse could see them. “This will be a little like a tattoo.”

“Oh God. You’re so close to my dick.”

“If you hold perfectly still there is a good chance none will even come close to your cock, unless of course you want me to pierce it for you.”

Jesse picked up his head. “Can you do that?”

“Easily.”

He pursed his lips. “I’m going to think about that one.”

“Don’t think on it too long.”

“Why not?” Jesse laid his head back down and let his arms go limp.

“Because if I don’t get an answer, I’m going to assume you approve.”

Jesse’s eyes shot back open. “You know what they say about assuming?”

“That it’s a perfectly acceptable thing for a dominant to do when his submissive is gagged?”

“But I’m not gagged…”

“You easily can be.” George pulled the pink ball gag halfway out of his pocket so Jesse could see it.

“I think I’ll wait on the piercing until we both discuss the pros and cons, Sir,” Jesse said as politely as George had ever heard come out of his mouth.

“Acceptable,” George said as he pushed the first needle into the tender skin on Jesse’s inner thigh.

“Holy fuck. Getting a tattoo there would be a whole lot different than on my neck.”

“If you can make it to fifty needles there will be a reward.”

“God help me.”

“You’re going to need it.”

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J.R. Gray, thank you for stopping by today!

Love & blessings to all! ❤
Jacey