Saturday, February 2, 2019

Where There's Smoke - RE-RELEASE! #MMM #interracial #blmorticia #angst #enemiestolovers

This past week, I re-released my best seller Where There's Smoke. As I say in my dedication, this book was on my list of books to write for five years. I finally decided to write it in 2016, and after a rejection from one publisher and a request to revise, I decided to publish it on my own. 

The book features a couple, Santiago Mendoza and his boyfriend, Jonas Sandbauck. Santiago has been through a lot and Jonas has been there to pick up the pieces. However, Santiago still has feelings for his ex-boyfriend Myles. 

This story is a dramatic, angsty, 100k+ word tale that I fell in love with. I don't want to give up any spoilers, just know that this MMM is a lot different from the others. *winks*

I've decided to extend the special price of $2.99 until Feb 5th!

Here is the blurb, the universal buylink, as well as an excerpt

Santiago escapes to a small town where he falls for Jonas, but Santiago’s desire for Myles causes disruption in their happy home.

Santiago Mendoza

Although a horrific incident nearly destroyed me, I’ve found everything I needed… Or… almost everything. Better days are ahead for me and Jonas. Despite pure bliss, something is still missing.

Jonas Sandbauck

Being an openly gay firefighter is tough, but with Santiago at my side, all the struggles are worthwhile. The American dream of the white picket fence awaits us. First, I must clear the path to our future, by digging through the wreckage of his past.

Myles Greyson

Heartbreak is my calling card. Nevertheless, I’m determined to marry my other true love. Chaos stole him away from me, but no matter who or what stands in my way, I will get him back.

Santiago longs for a long-term commitment, filled with children. While Jonas and Myles battle for Santiago’s love, will his ultimate fantasy end up damaging any chance he has at true happiness?

This angsty, 100,000-word novel includes fist fighting, flashbacks and mentions of rape, on page violence, and death. Despite it all, there’s an HEA with the cutest baby on the planet.

Note: This book has been previously published. Only newly edited with no additional material added.

Universal Link – https://books2read.com/BLSmoke

Excerpt - Jonas meets Myles for the first time

When the door shut, I stripped my towel off and walked back to the bedroom. On my way, I glanced down at the table. Santiago’s keys were there in his handmade ashtray, shining bright.
“Oh. Looks like someone’s gonna come back for their keys.” I nodded, smiling, and threw the towel over my shoulder.
Instead of calling, I'd let him discover they weren’t in his pocket or hand. I guess I ruffled his feathers a little too much, but believe me, he had it coming.
Ambling back, I went to the closet and pulled out my newly pressed uniform. It was hot as hell, so I picked the lighter shirt and khaki’s for today’s attire. I hated summer because there was no way to dress. You could be naked and still be hot. That shit wasn’t cool at all.
After I dropped the items on the mattress, the doorbell rang. I smiled to myself and wrapped the towel back around my waist. Sure, I would’ve loved to answer in the buff, but on the chance Pamela came in with him, I needed to be covered.
“How far did you get before you realized that you forgot your house keys?”
No answer.
I picked them up and threw them in the air before catching them in the same motion. If only he were alone, I’d be convincing him to have a quickie to relieve this pressure on my groin.
“Santi. You were in such a rush, and then…” I opened the door wide and looked into a total stranger’s face. That wasn’t my man. This guy was holding a baby seat.
“I’m sorry, who are you?” I had no clue what else to say.
The man eyed me up and down as if I were a piece of meat on his plate at Thanksgiving.
I had to say the guy was attractive. Not as good looking as Santiago, though.
“Is Santiago home?”
“I think I asked you a question first, sir. Who are you?”
The guy dropped his light green gaze, and I noticed him swipe his tongue over his lips. “I’m Myles. And I’d assume you to be−”
Hearing that name, I wanted to tell him to get the hell off my front stoop. Sure we rented, but no way, no how, was this troublemaker welcome here. But I couldn’t curse him out.
“Yeah, I’m Jonas. His fiancé.” I put an emphasis on that last word to make sure this asshole knew the drill. I supposed he had to see it with his own eyes to believe that Santiago was serious.
“Oh. I see. Do you always answer the door underdressed?”
I looked down at my towel which was still tented thanks to my PDA with Santiago only moments earlier.
“No, but I did just get out the shower.”
“Mhmm. Well, Jonas, is it okay we come in and wait for Santiago? We’ve come a long way.”
I sighed, shaking my head.
“Yeah, sure.” I stepped aside and let him in because I knew that baby was roasting underneath the blanket.
“Thank you.”
When he stepped in, I closed the door behind me and gawked at him. The man was well dressed, handsome. He had a bald head, green eyes and a mustache to go along with his well-trimmed goatee. Still, I couldn’t stand the sight of him. I wondered how I’d handle this situation knowing he had a little one.
“So, um, Jonas. Is it okay if I sit?”
“Uh, sorry. Please do.” I waved my hand out, gesturing to the couch. When I walked back over, I tossed the keys in the dish. “Would you like some water or something?”
Myles busied himself, pulling the child from the car seat. “That would be great, thanks.”
As I walked to the kitchen, I shook my head, grumbling under my breath. How dare this pompous, very sexy, sonofabitch come in here looking all smug with a baby no less?
“Hey there, sweetie. Yeah, hey there.”
Myles was talking. I looked over my shoulder for a quick second through the open space that separated our kitchen from our living room.
My God.
Although I’d seen pictures, I couldn’t stop staring at this beautiful, chocolate skinned child with plump arms and legs. Tight black curls wrapped in a bow. She was dressed in an orange frock with ruffles and matching sandals.
What an angel.
Absentmindedly, I grabbed the water then closed the fridge, eyeing this asshole and his gorgeous baby from afar. She was a shoe in for the Gerber commercials.
I cleared my throat and headed back in, handing the water to Myles.
“Thanks a lot. Can you set it down? I’ll make sure she eats, then I’ll drink.”
“M’kay. Uh, so, Santiago is gone to an antique show with a friend. Not sure when he’ll be back.”
Myles grinned while he got his baby situated. “He’s still doing that, huh? Well, we can wait for him. I’m sure he’ll only be two hours, right?”
“Actually, it’s in the next town.” I tried to keep my eyes level, with his gaze and not his body. “He might not be back until after two or three. I’ve gotta go to work, so I won’t be here either.”
“Oh. Da… I should’ve called, but I wanted to surprise him with how big Macy has gotten.”
“Uh, huh. I know we talked about you stopping by, but we didn’t get around to actually planning it, sooo… Yeah, a text or smoke signal letting us know would’ve been good.”
Myles laughed. “I apologize for that.”
“Yeah, sure you do. And may I ask was that the main purpose for your visit?”
Myles rocked with the baby in his arms while he fed her. “He asked to see Macy, but I’m trying to convince him to come back to Chicago. I don’t think it’s much of a secret. Santiago still loves me.”
I looked down at my sandals and balled my fists up at my sides. It’s a good thing this joker had the baby in his arms because I would’ve decked him.
To stay calm, I took a deep breath and counted from ten to five backwards under my breath. I’d learned that in anger management training and if I didn’t practice it, all would be for naught.
“Mhmm, but I’m his fiancé. Just in case you didn’t hear me the first time.”
“Oh, I did. When is the date?”
“We haven’t got one set yet, but−”
“No date? Then essentially he is fair game. Not that it matters however, because the term fiancé is dispensable. Temporary. Santiago could change his mind at any moment. I mean, I have so much I could offer him. The life he’s always wanted. I have money, a beautiful condo on the lake. He’s always wanted a house, so I’d be ready to move. I have a career I could leave to be by his side and most importantly, I have little Macy. Santiago loves kids.”
Listening to him I could’ve sworn I was on candid camera or something. I couldn’t believe this man sat here so calmly, telling me how good he was for my man in my damn apartment. “I’ve got a lot to offer him too. And it doesn’t matter what you have because I’m with him now. We’ll be married in a few months.”
“Those plans could be changed and or broken,” Myles interrupted me.
“They won’t be because he loves me, asshole!” I said that through gritted teeth and grimaced when it came out louder than needed.
The kid barely flinched when I raised my voice.
“Yes, but he loves me more. With all due respect, Jonas, you’ve taken good care of him. Like I said, I have much more to offer him that you don’t.”
“He doesn’t want to go back to Chicago.” I hissed again.
“Maybe not right this minute. Eventually he will. I know it.”
My brows furrowed, and I folded both arms over my chest. “You know what? I need to call Santiago and tell him to get his little ass back here because you need to hear it from him.”
“Sure, that would be great.”
I harrumphed and stomped back to the room, closing the door tight. I leaned against it, stewing, saying every curse word known to man. This fucker knew what he was doing, bringing his niece with him so I wouldn’t pummel his ass for saying all those things.
I wouldn’t be kicking him out in that heat with that pretty little girl with him. Instead, I would have Santiago come here and do it for me.

Romance and erotica author Sharita Lira believes that love conquers all. Writing sexy stories of people who might be complete opposites, but somehow make a lasting connection that often leads to a happily ever after.
Happily married and mother of two, Sharita never allows complex plots to deter her from writing the story. Inspired by heavy music, attractive people she’s seen in person and on the internet, Sharita always has a tale on her brain.
In addition to being a computer geek and a metalhead, Sharita loves live music, reading, and spending time with family and friends. She’s also a founding member and contributor to the heavy metal ezine FourteenG.
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1 comment:

Tina Donahue said...

Awesome cover - great story! Congrats on your re-release. :)