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Wednesday, July 30, 2025

Read Copperhead 2 by Steven A Coulter #MMRomance #Singer #Lover #Spy

  

Copperhead 2

Book 2

Key Words: 

SciFi, LGBTQ, Speculative Fiction, Sex Off Page, Fade to Black, Action, Love Story

Synopsis:

Hero. Heartthrob. Hustler. Prey.

Abel Torres is now one of the most famous young men in America, a national hero, a sophomore in college with a musical career beginning to launch.

As he prepares for the opening of Les Miz, a stranger threatens to make public his life as a prostitute with multiple clients, not just the congressman, which could crash his future and humiliate his family. Dirksen could be in trouble. Prince Ali could be implicated; his uncle powerful and ruthless. Who betrayed him? Who can he trust? The white supremacist underground, enraged that a mixed-race gay man thwarted their revolution, has him in their crosshairs. The pressure and violence begin to unravel Zachary’s mental health. Abel signs a major record contract just as a militia group spoils the announcement.

And, as always, his voice soars.

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Excerpt:

FBI Agent Guillermo Diaz was sitting next to me on a sad stained and ripped wheelie chair in my dorm room at SF State. An FBI stakeout room was across the hall, not exactly subtle but maybe that was the idea. Killing me would take extra effort.

“Feel proud of what you did, Abel. What you’ve done for your mom and dad. Hell, what you did for your country.”

He was handsome with curly black hair, maybe ten years older than me, always armed and with a confidence that made me feel safe, was part of a group of law enforcement officers providing round-the-clock protection. We’d become friends during the past months.

“I do.” Leaning back, a sigh escaped. “But it all still has me screaming most nights. I stabbed a man to death.”

“And took out the white nationalist trying to launch dirty bombs on major cities.”

“Yeah, yeah. No need to pile it on. Back at you—I’m grateful on what you’ve done to keep me and Zachary safe. I just want the threats to end. I want to launch my music career. Mama and my dad are adamant about me getting a college degree. I’m getting ready to take the lead in a major college musical. For better or worse, my only current source of income—perhaps surpassing my stellar past careers as a below-minimum-wage dishwasher and night janitor—remains the same. I’m down to just one client who keeps me solvent even as he wants more of my time and certain body parts.”

“You’re funny. Until we know the threat’s gone, I’m part of your reality. I make no judgement on what you’re doing or have done to help your parents. I admire your reasons for doing what you did and still do.” He leaned forward in his chair, reaching over, patting my knee. “My advice…take it one day at a time. Simplify. Make your life less complicated. Focus on all the little issues that need to get done. Concentrate on what you have control over to improve your life and those around you.”

He looked at his watch and we both stood. “Time for your math class.”

I gave him a hug. “I’m glad you’re my friend. Any interest in taking this class for me.”

“I’d take a bullet for you, Abel, but bonehead math is asking too much.”

He texted another guard that we were about to exit. Getting all clear, he stepped out first and I followed. Simplify. Yeah sure. 


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More in the Series


Book 1
Student. Singer. Lover. Spy.

When his family is torn apart, a college freshman uses his charm and looks to infiltrate the world of the rich and powerful risking his life for a greater cause.

Abel Torres knew hardship growing up but with his high-octane singing voice the young man dreams of a bright future with a scholarship to San Francisco State.

A mentor at the university, knowing his desperation, makes an unusual introduction and soon the handsome 19-year-old is performing at a swank party, charming California’s political and social elites. The wealthy host offers to connect him with rich gay men who would pay handsomely for his attention. Battling his conscience and pride, he accepts the offer. Complicating his life, he begins dating a sassy waiter who just might be the love he is seeking.
The FBI approaches him after he begins seeing a gay Congressman, asking him to work undercover to help bring down a terrorist plot on U.S. soil.

As Abel faces ever greater dangers, can he juggle his various identities as a student, singer, lover, and spy? Or will he lose everyone he loves if they discover just how far he’s gone to save them?




Who am I?

Steve writes speculative fiction. He explores issues of consequence embedded in fast-paced adventure, exotic settings, nasty bad guys, reluctant heroes, and the audacity of love. His work is enriched by his varied careers – soldier, teacher, journalist, state legislator, corporate executive, and library commissioner. He has a BA and MA in Journalism and was a Lambda Literary Fellow in 2008 and 2013, later spending two years on the Board. He lives in San Francisco with his husband, Greg. They favor bittersweet chocolate.

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Tuesday, July 29, 2025

DESIRES OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT by Lexi Post is on sale for 99¢

 

Need a little Christmas in July?

Desires of Christmas Present

(A Christmas Carol: Book 2) 

by Lexi Post 

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Sometimes not knowing is better…for everyone.

Spirit of Christmas Present, Kentucky born Coco Baker, has just been given the assignment of her career, but she must partner with a Scottish upper class snob, who thinks he knows what’s best for their living client. Despite him, she’s determined to do well on this case and find out what the arrogant man is hiding.

Ian Fergusson has carefully cultivated a standoffish presence in the afterlife, letting no one get close for fear of them discovering his greatest failing in life. When he’s required to work with the vivacious Coco, both his desire and his fear escalate.

Unfortunately, Coco won’t leave well enough alone and to protect her, Ian finds himself forced to face his past and risk his heart and soul…again.

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About Lexi:

Lexi Post is a New York Times and USA Today best-selling author of romance inspired by the classics. She spent years in higher education taking and teaching courses about the classical literature she loved. From Edgar Allan Poe's short story “The Masque of the Red Death” to Tolstoy’s War and Peace, she's read, studied, and taught wonderful classics.

But Lexi's first love is romance novels so she married her two first loves, romance and the classics. Whether it’s sizzling cowboys, dashing dukes, hot immortals, or hunks from out of this world, Lexi provides a sensuous experience with a “whole lotta story.”

Lexi is living her own happily ever after with her husband and her two cats in Florida. She makes her own ice cream every weekend, loves bright colors, and you’ll never see her without a hat.

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Monday, July 28, 2025

Read The Heron Prince by Kim Alexander #Fantasy #Adventure #Romantasy

  





The Heron Prince
(The Demon Door Book 2)


Synopsis

The Demon Door can be opened...but the price is deadly.

Prince Rhuun has found acceptance among the humans on Mistra, something he could never have in the demon realm of Eriis, not even as heir to its throne. What's more, he has even found love with the prickly, passionate heiress, Lelet va'Everly.

The idyll can't last. The prince has enemies who are after more than his throne. They are out for his blood…which holds the key to unsealing The Door between the two worlds, and the demons want in. When Rhuun is lured into a trap on Eriis, Lelet has no choice but to turn to a motley group of exiles, children, and madmen to help save him.

Lelet soon discovers that, like all things, rescuing the prince comes with a price. The secrets in Rhuun's blood may be worth killing for, but are they worth dying for?








What are the other books in the series?


Two worlds. 

Bound by magic. 

Divided by a Door. 

On the barren, war-ravaged demon world of Eriis, the fierce queen Hellne fights to keep her people alive and her son Rhuun's heritage a secret. 


On the green and gentle human world of Mistra, demons have faded into myth. Only a handful of old men and fanatical children still guard The Door between the worlds. Different and shunned by his demon kin, Rhuun finds refuge in a book that tells of a human world of water and wonder. 


Forced by his mother's enemies to flee Eriis, he finds himself trapped on the other side of The Door in the very place he has read and dreamed about—Mistra. Chained to the deadly whims of a child who guards The Door, Rhuun must balance serving and surviving, even at the risk of exposing his true identity. 


Riskiest of all is his task of kidnapping an infuriating young woman who is about to find out that the demons of Eriis are much, much more than just an old bedtime story.


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The Glass Girl


Love opens all doors…but betrayal locks them forever.


Newly blessed (or cursed) with wings and fire, Prince Rhuun of the demon realm of Eriis sees hope for his life in the human world of Mistra with his fierce human lover, Lelet va'Everley. She literally went to hell and back to save him, and she's not about to let anything—or anyone—ruin their perfect future.


All too soon, the claims of family, duty, and justice force Rhuun and Lelet to confront new griefs and old mistakes as they attempt to restore balance to the throne of Eriis. But, with every jealous rumor and each vengeful whisper, friends turn, family schemes, and forgotten enemies creep from the shadows.


Treachery in Eriis and betrayal in Mistra jeopardize what Rhuun and Lelet have fought so hard to build, threatening to tear apart the two lovers, their families, and even their worlds.



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The River King

SOMETIMES LOVE DOESN’T CHANGE THE WORLD. SOMETIMES IT CHANGES ALL OF THEM.

Rhuun, the half-human and wholly reluctant prince of the demons has finally reunited with his fiery Lelet. It’s too bad they must hide behind a facade of icy indifference to fool those who are determined to keep demons and humans apart...by any means necessary.

There is more at stake than bringing the miracle of rain back to Eriis. It's not just sand and lost royals poised to come through the newly-opened Door. Something ancient is hungry, and fat, complacent Mistra won't stand a chance. Even worse, whispers and shadows speak of blood magic that could destroy not just The Door, but all Doors—forever—barring the way home for lovers and enemies alike.

Will the love Rhuun and Lelet have moved worlds to share be the very thing they must sacrifice to save their worlds?



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Who am I?

Kim Alexander grew up in the wilds of Long Island, NY, and slowly drifted south until she reached Key West. After spending ten rum-soaked years as a DJ in the Keys, she moved to Washington DC, where she lives with two cats, an angry fish, and her extremely patient husband who tells her she needs to write at least ten more books if she intends to retire in Thailand, so thank you for your patronage. 



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“Poor Woman”: Divorce, Double Standards, and the Scandal of Queen Caroline

In the genteel parlours and scandal-scented courts of Georgian England, marriage was less a partnership than a public contract, heavily weighted in favour of one partner over the other. Unsurprisingly, it wasn’t us women.

While a man could sue for divorce on the mere whisper of his wife's adultery (‘evidence being as flimsy as a the word of a spiteful servant), a woman seeking to escape a marriage had to hurdle the near-impossible burden of proving not just her husband's infidelity but also his physical cruelty — a high bar in a society that considered a husband’s “discipline” more of a domestic right than a moral failing.


This legal imbalance wasn’t just a matter of paperwork or parliament. It was a reflection of deep-seated societal beliefs: that a man’s honour could be damaged by an unfaithful wife, while a woman’s suffering was merely part of her sacred duty. Nowhere was this gendered injustice better illustrated than in the case of Queen Caroline, wife of King George IV (formerly the Regent himself, until of course King George III died and the regent inherited his crown).


Marriage Made in Misery

From the moment Caroline of Brunswick arrived in England to marry the then-Prince of Wales in 1795, the union was doomed. George reportedly asked for brandy after first meeting her, and their marriage swiftly devolved into public embarrassment. They separated soon after the birth of their only child, Princess Charlotte.


The Prince continued his extravagant lifestyle while Caroline — lacking both funds and social favour — was effectively exiled from court. She travelled abroad, building her own strange and scandalous legend while her husband plotted ways to be rid of her permanently.


When George ascended the throne in 1820, he made his move. He sought a divorce by royal decree — claiming adultery on her part and dragging her through a humiliating public trial (the infamous "Pains and Penalties Bill") that scandalised the nation. Caroline, painted by her detractors as vulgar and promiscuous, nonetheless won the public's sympathy. The King, meanwhile, appeared petty, vindictive, and alarmingly disinterested in decorum.



A One-sided Law

What made Caroline’s case particularly galling was how familiar the King’s own sins were to the British public. His long-standing mistress, Maria Fitzherbert, had been treated like a shadow-queen, and his excesses were legendary. But George faced no legal peril for his infidelities — because (arrange your surprised face) he was a man.


A woman in similar circumstances? She would have to prove that her husband’s affair came with something more: physical abuse, incest, bigamy, or what Georgian law delicately termed “unnatural crimes.” Adultery alone would not do.


Even if a woman could establish such wrongdoing, divorce required a private Act of Parliament — an expensive, often years-long process few could afford or survive socially, not even the queen. In fact, from 1670 to 1857, only a handful of women succeeded in obtaining a full divorce.


As one observer put it at the time, English divorce law did not just assume a moral hierarchy — it legally enforced it.


Jane Austen, writing to her friend Martha Lloyd in 1813, years before Caroline’s most public trial, made no attempt to conceal her feelings about the royal marriage. “Poor woman,” she wrote of Caroline, “I shall support her as long as I can, because she is a woman, and because I hate her husband.”


That sentiment — wry, unapologetic, and laced with solidarity — reflects how many women felt. They may not have admired Caroline’s conduct (which was often considered eccentric), but they recognised the deeper injustice: that a woman, no matter how wronged, was still expected to submit.


Austen, of course, never married, and some historians speculate that she understood all too well what marriage could mean for a woman without legal autonomy. Her novels, though sparkling with romantic tension, are underscored by a sharp awareness of financial dependence and limited female agency.


A Scandal with Staying Power

Queen Caroline’s trial gripped the nation. People flooded the streets chanting her name. Bonfires blazed in her honour. The government, fearing unrest, eventually withdrew the divorce bill. Caroline was never crowned. In fact, she was barred from Westminster Abbey on coronation day and she died a short time later, arguably of heartbreak and humiliation.


But her story lived on. It exposed not just the failings of a royal marriage, but the fundamental inequities of a legal system built to protect male power at every turn. In time, public sympathy for her helped pave the way for later legal reforms, though full divorce equality wouldn’t come until well into the 20th century.


The Crown, the Court, and the Cage

The story of Queen Caroline is not just a royal drama. It’s a cautionary tale of law weaponised against the vulnerable. Georgian England’s divorce laws did more than uphold moral standards; they entrenched a system in which female suffering was expected, private vengeance was legitimised, and dignity was a privilege afforded only to men.


Caroline, for all her flaws, became a symbol of defiance. And thanks to women like Jane Austen — who saw in her not just a scandal, but a sister in struggle — her story remains an enduring reminder that even (or perhaps especially) queens weren’t safe from the trap of unequal marriage. In fact, the position and title of Princess of Wales seems a most undesirable role, if we examine the history.


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Friday, July 25, 2025

Read Warrior by Beth D Carter #Contemporary #Romance #Suspense

  

Warrior

Forgotten Rebels MC Book 4

Key Words: 

Erotic Suspense, Romantic Suspense, Crime Fiction, Contemporary Romance, MC Romance, Thriller

Synopsis:

Although Church is a twin, she’s always felt isolated from her sister, Cherry. Taking over the mechanic garage across the street from The Forgotten Rebels MC ensures that she’s never alone, even though her haunted past makes it difficult for her to trust another person.

Darrell McBryde lost his leg on active duty, changing not only his life but his mind on the club's drug running business. Taking a stance against it, however, has put him at odds with the other members. In a world he once knew, suddenly he’s a stranger.

Both outcasts, Church and Darrell forge a tight friendship, one that eventually shifts into something deeper. But just as she’s about to reach out to take a chance, tragedy strikes, testing Church’s faith that love and happiness are hers for the taking.

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Excerpt:

He couldn’t run or hide, all he knew was he’d spend his last breath defending Church. And if the enemy came at them, he’d be the first one to end her life in a last-ditch effort to spare her the agony and humiliation that the fucking insurgents would inflict.

“Darrell!” she screamed.

He tightened his hold.

“Darrell! It’s okay! We’re safe. We are both safe. Please, come back to me, Darrell. Open your eyes.”

Slowly, her words penetrated through the blackened upheaval his mind had trapped him in, the fog hesitantly lifting. He blinked until her face came into focus, as the desert faded from the peripheral of his vision. Her concerned blue eyes became the center point of his world.

“You’re safe, Darrell,” she murmured, cupping his cheek. “We’re both safe.”

He took a deep breath and eased the death-grip he had on her arms. It was only then that he realized he lay half on her, and that he squished her body into the corner of the driver’s seat.

“Jesus,” he muttered, immediately letting go. He pushed back, horrified to see red marks on her arms where he’d held her. “I … I … oh, fuck. I’m so sorry.”

She shook her head. “Nothing to be sorry about. You were protecting me, weren’t you? From the enemies.”

Jerkily, he nodded his head and ran a hand over his face. He shook, not from fear, but from the nightmare that still lingered in his mind.

“A tire blew,” she continued. “That’s all it was.”

He looked out the window and saw they were on the shoulder of Highway Sixty. “Tires don’t blow without a reason.”

“They do when they’re threadbare,” she said dryly. “I knew they were on their last leg, so that combined with the heat and me hitting a large rock, well, all I can say is sorry.”

“Don’t,” he said. His emotions were too fucked-up for him to think clearly. “You don’t have to apologize. Church, you know I’d never hurt you. Right?”

“You didn’t hurt me, Darrell. I get the difference. Believe me, I do know how to tell between the two.”

“Fuck.”

He cradled his head with his hands and slumped over. He hadn’t had such a reaction this strong in quite a while. In fact, he thought he’d moved past the fear of loud noises. His shrink had certainly thought so. What the hell was he supposed to do now?

“It’s okay, Darrell,” she said softly, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I’ve got your back, too.”

He took the moment to not only get a grip on his erratic thoughts and heartbeat but to savor Church’s brand of comfort. Her touching him was a big deal, and he knew that. He may not know the reason why she shunned the touch of another, but at the moment, he didn’t care. The place where her hand rested caused a bolt of lightning to shoot straight to his groin, proving that his dick definitely wasn’t broken. He’d always had a reaction to her nearness, but he had never anticipated such a visceral response. He shifted, uncomfortable with the thought that he couldn’t keep his cock under control, and unfortunately, his shifting caused her hand to lower away from his shoulder.

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The Complete Series

 


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Who am I?

Beth D. Carter grew up in Missouri and began writing at a very young age after being influenced by her mother's very naughty romance novels.

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I like writing about the very ordinary girl thrust into extraordinary circumstances, so my heroines will probably never be lawyers, doctors, or corporate high rollers. I try to write characters who aren't cookie-cutter and push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box. Music inspires me and each story has its own signature song.

I am a full-time writer and stay-at-home mom which means I watch a lot of animated movies. Over and over again. I hate washing dishes but I love cooking. I hate washing clothes but I love wearing them. Writing my bio is difficult because I never know what to say so I hope you like this one. My favorite color is red but I look best in black (it's slimming). I hate people who don't pick up their dog's crap in public places, people who don't use turn signals, and I really hate people who are rude and condescending. I especially hate discrimination in all and every form. And although I love holding a book in my hand, I absolutely adore my e-reader, whom I've named Ruby. So many books at the touch of a button! I love to hear from readers so I've made it really easy to find me on Facebook or Twitter or email me at: beth@bethdcarter.com.

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