Thursday, July 9, 2020

#NewRelease ~ Dare to Hope By Madison Michael ~ @madisonmichael_


Dare to Hope
Double Dare Romance Series (Book 1)
By Madison Michael

♥♥GiveAway♥♥
Maddy is offering a few great prizes. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter! You may enter each day for a chance to win so be sure to follow along with us on the New Release Tour.

About Dare to Hope: 

She’s Betting on Love and the Stakes are High

The “Crazy Eights,” eight women who have been friends for 30 years, have a powerful connection yet rarely see each other. At a pivotal time in their lives, they create a way to remedy this predicament, an audacious dare contrived to bring them together for weddings – each participant must get married within twelve months. The stakes are high. Win the bet and lose your heart; or lose the bet and perform a personally mortifying task.

In the first of their stories, we meet Eliana, beautiful and brilliant, but starting over, focused on her career, not on some foolhardy dare. Longing for a family but recently divorced and on her own, Eliana sets her sights on a new job, a new home and accepting her single, childless status. Independent and determined, she has no idea that in less than six months she will both win and lose her heart’s desire.

Jeremy Klein, genius engineer and inventor, is also making life changes. He’s sold his startup to a major medical device company, becoming President and CEO, and a billionaire before he is forty. Although he’s gun-shy about the dating game, Jeremy knows it’s time to apply his smarts, sex appeal and new-found success to finding true love.

When Eliana meets Jeremy, they bond quickly. The couple has so much in common and a chemistry that sizzles. Winning Eliana feels like a fantasy come true to Jeremy. Their attraction is immediate and electrifying, and a one-night stand morphs into planning a future. But plans change. On track to wedded bliss, baby and all, Jeremy and Eliana are derailed by accusations that threaten their relationship, Eliana’s career and Jeremy’s future as CEO.

Spies, lies, allegations and misunderstandings abound, threatening to destroy their happiness. That is, until those “Crazy Eights” get involved, scheming and manipulating to win Eliana her happily ever after. Can a group of determined friends help Eliana and Jeremy hold onto love?

In the tradition of The Beguiling Bachelor Series, Madison Michael creates a romance series about independent and sassy women, sexy and successful men, true love, and lasting friendships.

Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance

Buy Links:


An Excerpt from Dare to Hope:


His grin was devastating up close – wide and welcoming, with a hint of naughtiness and the promise of shared pleasures. But it was his eyes, deep coffee brown and fringed with long dark lashes that were his best feature; piercing, intelligent and inquisitive eyes, trained on her.
Please, God, Eliana prayed quickly, do not let this man be the new sales manager. It would be lamentable if she had to keep him at arm's length. He was the first man Eliana had felt drawn to since Nico. If she was honest with herself, he was the first man she had ever felt this attracted to so immediately. It was enough to make her believe in love at first sight or fate.
"Hi," he stepped closer, ignoring the empty stool beside her to halt just inside her personal space. Usually, Eliana would have reflexively backed up, but she savored his closeness, the power emanating from his presence. Even in this stuffy bar, he smelled good – fresh, like soap and good whiskey. And up close, his eyes were more magical – a hint of gold dancing in their depths.
"Hi," she responded on a breath, letting the single word hang there for a moment before adding "You aren't in sales, are you?"
"Nope." If he thought it was a strange conversation starter, he kept it to himself. "Engineering and design, although I have dabbled in sales. I could be in sales for you," he offered in a voice smooth as brandy, redolent with sexual promise and a hint of curiosity. She laughed at his offer. "Are you in sales?"
"Yes, I am. I was thinking of what a crime it would be if you turned out to be my new boss. I'm meeting him tomorrow."
"Jeremy," he responded, extending his hand to shake hers. "Not in sales. Is your boss named Jeremy?"
"Thankfully, not." Eliana extended her hand, savoring the moment as Jeremy wrapped his long fingers around hers. She noticed there was no wedding band as she admired the strength and length of his fingers, the fine hairs on the back of his hand, and his grip - warm and dry. His skin was soft over fine bone and healthy muscle. Everything about him captivated her. "Eliana."
Jeremy seemed in no hurry to release her hand, but after several beats too long for politeness, Eliana pulled hers from his. "Is this seat taken?" he asked, already sitting down, not thinking twice about it. "Or perhaps that table against the wall? I am anxious to learn why you don't know who you work with, Eliana."
Eliana laughed and watched as Jeremy's breath stopped. His every emotion was transparent, especially the desire flaming in his eyes right now. A passion she reciprocated. Wholeheartedly. She couldn't remember such an instantaneous attraction. But with Jeremy, she felt electricity and lust move through her entire body, just from the touch of his hand and the sound of her name spoken in his rich baritone.
"Eliana," he rolled the word around his mouth as if tasting a fine wine. "What a lovely name." Eliana panties dampened. He was just saying words, but their underlying promise was undeniable. She wanted to be alone with him. She wanted to be naked with him. And all she knew was his first name.
Eliana nodded toward the table, questioning her sanity. She was sure about what this man wanted, but after only minutes, her body governed her head. Jeremy spoke briefly with the bartender, passed him a fifty like it was a single, and motioned for her to lead the way to the empty table. Before they had settled in their chairs, both had fresh drinks. Earlier, the bartender had responded to her beauty with decent service and half-hearted flirting, but he reacted with alacrity to the big tip.
"So, spill," Jeremy directed, leaning forward on his elbows and putting his mouth dangerously close to hers. Just a few inches, Eliana imagined, and they could be kissing. "I am dying to hear your story. I want to know absolutely everything about you." The way he lingered on the word 'everything' made Eliana wetter still. Oh man, she was in way over her head.

 ~♥~♥~♥~♥~

Meet Madison Michael:

Madison Michael loves to binge news, movies, books, Oreos and romance – reading romance novels, writing romantic stories, watching Rom-Coms over and over. Maddy has spent her self-isolation fretting about the health of her friends and neighbors and catching up on TV programs from ten years ago. Hunkered down with her cat, Gracie, and a Zoom life-line to the world, she is wondering how people date and social distance, how much junk food she can consume in a day and why Gracie only wants to play when Maddy needs to work.

Oh, and Madison is also hard at work on the rest of the Double Dare Romance series. Watch for more of the series in Autumn and Winter, 2020.

Madison’s Social Links:



All Caught up on Madison’s Books?
The Beguiling Bachelor Series – 
Four Successful, Sexy Men meet their matches – and how!
The B&B Billionaire Books – Second Chance at Love stories set in small town America
Standalone Stories – from Sweet Time Travel to Sexy May-September Romance
(available only when you sign up to be an Insider)

Tuesday, July 7, 2020

#NewRelease ~ Through the Lens By Adriana Kraft ~ @adrianakraft

Through the Lens
By Adriana Kraft 

About Through the Lens:

Prairie roots can be deceptive. Will Ellen Jeffers cling to the sedate past that’s familiar, or will she embrace a different version of her history—one that includes tragedy, scandal, fortitude, and freedom?

It’s 2002, and South Dakota third grade teacher Ellen Jeffers has signed up for a photography summer course and assistantship at an art academy in Minneapolis. Thirty-three, divorced from her college boyfriend for nearly a decade, she’s not seeking major change. She just hopes the course will enhance her teaching skills and her resume. 

Aaron Brewster comes from privilege, and he has used that status to flaunt his family’s values and carve out a successful career as a photographer specializing in black and white erotic portraiture. Has he ever loved? His love is for beauty, sensuality, eroticism. His new uptight teaching assistant will never fit that vision. Should he send her packing? For reasons he cannot fathom, he takes her on as a challenge.

Aaron’s frontal assault shocks Ellen, but it also triggers something deep inside she’s never been willing to acknowledge. Is her beloved prairie a safe refuge, or will it become a crucible for transformation? The choice is not merely Ellen’s. 

Publisher: eXtasy Books

Through the Lens Buy Links:

Excerpt from Through the Lens:

Ellen has arranged a photo shoot with Aaron on the open prairie, where her ancestors homesteaded. The original sod house still stands.

“Uncle Jim asked that we not try to go in,” Ellen said, walking around the old soddy. “I can understand why. He’s looking into how he can shore it up without damaging the walls more.”

“It’s an amazing structure,” Aaron said. “Baked by wind and sun, I guess. I’ve seen adobe of the southwest, but I’ve never seen anything like this. Looks like caked mud, grasses, and I don’t know what else.”

“Anything that might stick together. I know the roof has undergone repair, probably several times. I don’t know about the walls. They’re very thick.”

“You’ve been in the house?”

“When I was a little girl, and then my mother brought me out here when I was fourteen to explain Clarissa to me.”

“That must’ve been fascinating.”

“It was. I already knew much of the story, but not all of it.”

“And this is her place.”

“The original soddy. The wood house she and Hazel built didn’t last, but this structure did. Ironic, huh?”

“Amazing. And she would’ve used most of these things your mother collected for the shoot.”

“That’s right. These, or others like them.” Ellen ran fingers over the spinning wheel. “This wheel was hers. The flail comes down from her. The hurricane lamps probably don’t. There’s an old butter churn. I don’t know its history. But they’re all authentic pieces. None of them are replicas.”

“Very good.”

“You do have a passion for authenticity.” She stepped across the baked ground to squeeze his arm. “That must go along with trying to be original and wanting to be first.” She studied him thoughtfully.

He held her gaze.

“Neither one of us seems eager to talk about last night.”

He shrugged. “Maybe we’re afraid if we do, it will evaporate like a mirage.”

About the Author: 

Winner of the 2014 Bisexual Book Award for erotic fiction, author Adriana Kraft is a married couple writing Sizzling Romantic Suspense and Erotic Romance for Two, Three, or More. With backgrounds in criminology and counseling, we combine our expertise in the criminal mind, trauma, healing and human nature with a passion for robust sexuality and life-long vitality.

One man, one woman, danger and intrigue – always a happy ending, but oh, what a ride! Readers can count on our Romantic Suspense line for “warmth, blazing hot sex, and well-developed characters” (Romance Junkies Reviews) as our hero and heroine battle outer threats and inner demons to stay alive and fall in love.

A man, a woman (or two), or another man, threesomes, foursomes, what’s your fantasy? We write our Erotic Romance stories to entertain, of course, but most of all we write them because we believe in happy endings for all who fall in love, whatever their gender, sexual orientation or numerical combination. Here you’ll find multiple partners, three-way, four-way and more, swing lifestyle, lesbian, bisexual, ménage and polyamory, in both contemporary and paranormal settings: “scorching hot…refreshing…something to read when you want straight up hotness” (Long and Short Reviews)

Together we have published over forty romance novels and novellas to outstanding reviews. We love hearing from readers at adrianakraft99@yahoo.com

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Thursday, June 18, 2020

#Prizes~ Dare to Hope By Madison Michael ~ @madisonmichael_


Dare to Hope
Double Dare Romance Series (Book 1)
By Madison Michael

♥♥GiveAway♥♥
Maddy is offering a few lucky readers the chance to win an ebook of Dare to Hope from ibooks or another ebook format. Please use the Rafflecopter below to enter! You may enter each day for a chance to win so be sure to follow along with us on the Pre-Order Tour.

♥♥Pre-Order Details ♥♥

Dare to Hope is now available for Pre-Order on B&N, Apple Books or Kobo. After it's release it will only be available on Amazon, so Hurry! Go Pre-Order your copy if you prefer these formats for reading.

About Dare to Hope: 

She’s Betting on Love and the Stakes are High

The “Crazy Eights,” eight women who have been friends for 30 years, have a powerful connection yet rarely see each other. At a pivotal time in their lives, they create a way to remedy this predicament, an audacious dare contrived to bring them together for weddings – each participant must get married within twelve months. The stakes are high. Win the bet and lose your heart; or lose the bet and perform a personally mortifying task.

In the first of their stories, we meet Eliana, beautiful and brilliant, but starting over, focused on her career, not on some foolhardy dare. Longing for a family but recently divorced and on her own, Eliana sets her sights on a new job, a new home and accepting her single, childless status. Independent and determined, she has no idea that in less than six months she will both win and lose her heart’s desire.

Jeremy Klein, genius engineer and inventor, is also making life changes. He’s sold his startup to a major medical device company, becoming President and CEO, and a billionaire before he is forty. Although he’s gun-shy about the dating game, Jeremy knows it’s time to apply his smarts, sex appeal and new-found success to finding true love.

When Eliana meets Jeremy, they bond quickly. The couple has so much in common and a chemistry that sizzles. Winning Eliana feels like a fantasy come true to Jeremy. Their attraction is immediate and electrifying, and a one-night stand morphs into planning a future. But plans change. On track to wedded bliss, baby and all, Jeremy and Eliana are derailed by accusations that threaten their relationship, Eliana’s career and Jeremy’s future as CEO.

Spies, lies, allegations and misunderstandings abound, threatening to destroy their happiness. That is, until those “Crazy Eights” get involved, scheming and manipulating to win Eliana her happily ever after. Can a group of determined friends help Eliana and Jeremy hold onto love?

In the tradition of The Beguiling Bachelor Series, Madison Michael creates a romance series about independent and sassy women, sexy and successful men, true love, and lasting friendships.

Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
ASIN:B089T7J45Q

Buy Links:


~♥~♥~♥~♥~

An Excerpt from Dare to Hope:


His grin was devastating up close – wide and welcoming, with a hint of naughtiness and the promise of shared pleasures. But it was his eyes, deep coffee brown and fringed with long dark lashes that were his best feature; piercing, intelligent and inquisitive eyes, trained on her.
Please, God, Eliana prayed quickly, do not let this man be the new sales manager. It would be lamentable if she had to keep him at arm's length. He was the first man Eliana had felt drawn to since Nico. If she was honest with herself, he was the first man she had ever felt this attracted to so immediately. It was enough to make her believe in love at first sight or fate.
"Hi," he stepped closer, ignoring the empty stool beside her to halt just inside her personal space. Usually, Eliana would have reflexively backed up, but she savored his closeness, the power emanating from his presence. Even in this stuffy bar, he smelled good – fresh, like soap and good whiskey. And up close, his eyes were more magical – a hint of gold dancing in their depths.
"Hi," she responded on a breath, letting the single word hang there for a moment before adding "You aren't in sales, are you?"
"Nope." If he thought it was a strange conversation starter, he kept it to himself. "Engineering and design, although I have dabbled in sales. I could be in sales for you," he offered in a voice smooth as brandy, redolent with sexual promise and a hint of curiosity. She laughed at his offer. "Are you in sales?"
"Yes, I am. I was thinking of what a crime it would be if you turned out to be my new boss. I'm meeting him tomorrow."
"Jeremy," he responded, extending his hand to shake hers. "Not in sales. Is your boss named Jeremy?"
"Thankfully, not." Eliana extended her hand, savoring the moment as Jeremy wrapped his long fingers around hers. She noticed there was no wedding band as she admired the strength and length of his fingers, the fine hairs on the back of his hand, and his grip - warm and dry. His skin was soft over fine bone and healthy muscle. Everything about him captivated her. "Eliana."
Jeremy seemed in no hurry to release her hand, but after several beats too long for politeness, Eliana pulled hers from his. "Is this seat taken?" he asked, already sitting down, not thinking twice about it. "Or perhaps that table against the wall? I am anxious to learn why you don't know who you work with, Eliana."
Eliana laughed and watched as Jeremy's breath stopped. His every emotion was transparent, especially the desire flaming in his eyes right now. A passion she reciprocated. Wholeheartedly. She couldn't remember such an instantaneous attraction. But with Jeremy, she felt electricity and lust move through her entire body, just from the touch of his hand and the sound of her name spoken in his rich baritone.
"Eliana," he rolled the word around his mouth as if tasting a fine wine. "What a lovely name." Eliana panties dampened. He was just saying words, but their underlying promise was undeniable. She wanted to be alone with him. She wanted to be naked with him. And all she knew was his first name.
Eliana nodded toward the table, questioning her sanity. She was sure about what this man wanted, but after only minutes, her body governed her head. Jeremy spoke briefly with the bartender, passed him a fifty like it was a single, and motioned for her to lead the way to the empty table. Before they had settled in their chairs, both had fresh drinks. Earlier, the bartender had responded to her beauty with decent service and half-hearted flirting, but he reacted with alacrity to the big tip.
"So, spill," Jeremy directed, leaning forward on his elbows and putting his mouth dangerously close to hers. Just a few inches, Eliana imagined, and they could be kissing. "I am dying to hear your story. I want to know absolutely everything about you." The way he lingered on the word 'everything' made Eliana wetter still. Oh man, she was in way over her head.

 ~♥~♥~♥~♥~

Meet Madison Michael:

Madison Michael loves to binge news, movies, books, Oreos and romance – reading romance novels, writing romantic stories, watching Rom-Coms over and over. Maddy has spent her self-isolation fretting about the health of her friends and neighbors and catching up on TV programs from ten years ago. Hunkered down with her cat, Gracie, and a Zoom life-line to the world, she is wondering how people date and social distance, how much junk food she can consume in a day and why Gracie only wants to play when Maddy needs to work.

Oh, and Madison is also hard at work on the rest of the Double Dare Romance series. Watch for more of the series in Autumn and Winter, 2020.

Madison’s Social Links:



All Caught up on Madison’s Books?

The Beguiling Bachelor Series – 
Four Successful, Sexy Men meet their matches – and how!
The B&B Billionaire Books – Second Chance at Love stories set in small town America
Standalone Stories – from Sweet Time Travel to Sexy May-September Romance
(available only when you sign up to be an Insider)

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Saturday, May 30, 2020

#NewRelease ~ Martimus by Seelie Kay ~ @SeelieKay


Martimus
Feisty Lawyers Series (Book 5)
by Seelie Kay


About Martimus: 

Martimus. An underwater habitat dedicated to pharmaceutical research. Martimus. A facility that staffs its vessel with inmate labor. Martimus. The place where inmates visit and never return.

Agent Cate Creighton is in love. Unfortunately, as the Agency honeypot, she is knee-deep in an assignment that tests the bounds of her new relationship. It seems eight socialites have gone missing, all wealthy twenty-somethings with influential parents. No one seems to care until a former vice president’s daughter disappears.

When the vice-president shares a tale of false arrest, a broken promise of deportation, an illegal diversion into a private prison, and an alleged trip to an unwater habitat called Martimus, Cate and her colleagues must find a way to follow the same path. In other words, they must enter the right prison, meet the right fixer, wind up on Martimus, and hopefully return in one piece. And it looks like Cate is the perfect bait.

That doesn’t sit well with Cate’s lover, former U.S. Navy Seal Warren Hazelton. He intends to protect her until death ‘til do they part.

Fortunately, another possibility appears, in the form of an MISix agent who has interfered in one too many Agency operations. Tillie Henderson owes them and they are all too willing to serve her up on a plate. It’s race against time as the Agency attempts to lure their adversary out of hiding and into their somewhat ambiguous trap. Maybe then Cate can finally focus on love.

Release Date: May 29, 2019
Publisher: Extasy Books
Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance, four flames

Buy links:

Publisher: https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2862-4-martimus/
Amazon: coming June 1
Barnes and Noble: Coming June 1
Kobo: Coming June 1


Excerpt from Martimus: 

Tom cocked an eyebrow. “Warren, you’re a former Navy Seal. Isn’t there some sort of limit on the amount of time you can spend under the sea before it starts to seriously impair your health?”
Warren frowned. “Usually two weeks. After that, the lack of exposure to the sun and the constant high pressure oxygenated environment would begin to take a toll. There’s also a psychological impact. Think sensory deprivation. Your senses are out of whack because you’ve been dumped into a soundproof sponge. There is no normal sensory stimulation. No sunlight, no sound… Even taste and smell become compromised. Coming back to the real world would be an adjustment.
“In addition, those underwater stations are small. People are right on top of each other. Things we take for granted, like privacy, hot showers, home cooked meals, are in short supply. That can create anxiety, depression, and stress. No way he served that sentence consecutively. He had to take a break in between.”
Warren gazed at Tom. “That environment is more hostile than a prison. You may not be in danger from other inmates, but you are putting your life at risk. Three months sounds like way too much time to be stuck underwater though, especially if you’re not leaving the station for deep sea diving on a regular basis. They must be breaking up the time somehow, otherwise they’d have a pretty tough situation on their hands. A lot of contract workers would be headed to a rubber room. It would be extremely difficult to survive a month, much less three, down there.”
“Could they be treating the inmates like guinea pigs?” Hope asked. “Testing their limits? Tracking actual survival rates?”
Warren sighed. “Possibly. It’s not like they have to answer to anyone. They are located in international waters. No country in particular has legal oversight. I imagine they could be doing anything they want without recourse. Unfortunately, when the prospect of a reduced sentence is dangled in front of some people, they grab it, damn the consequences. If one or two inmates suffer some sort of harm or die along the way, they chalk it up to collateral damage.”
“And who’s going to know?” Cate shook her head. “Someone dies, they probably flush them down a chute into the deep sea and they become shark chum. No evidence left behind.”
Hope cringed. “God, that’s kind of evil. But that still doesn’t answer our original question. Where the hell is Fuzzy? Has he already served out his sentence? Has he been released, and if he has, where the hell is he? He’s the one we need to find. He could have a lot of the answers.”
“That lack of governmental oversight is troubling,” Tom said. “If Cassie McIntyre is down there, I can’t believe the CIA isn’t all over it. At least, our government should be doing a welfare check through the Red Cross or something.”
Warren grimaced. “Unless no one knows she is down there. Think about it. They are on the bottom of the ocean, more than two miles under the sea. It’s not like you can just go down there and knock on the door. Any regular monitoring would be impossible.”
Cate nodded. “And we haven’t been able to confirm that she embarked on the same path as Fuzzy. All we’ve got are suspicions. Right now, she’s missing. We need to sit down with her family and get more information. And we need to find other prisoners who contracted with Martimus.
“Otherwise, we’ve got nothing.”


About Seelie Kay:

Seelie Kay is a nom de plume for a writer, editor, and author with more than 30 years of experience in law, journalism, marketing, and public relations. When she writes about love and lust in the legal world, something kinky is bound to happen! In possession of a wicked pen and an overly inquisitive mind, Ms. Kay is the author of multiple works of fiction, including the Kinky Briefs series, the Feisty Lawyers series, The Garage Dweller, A Touchdown to Remember, The President’s Wife, The White House Wedding, and The President’s Daughter.

When not spinning her kinky tales, Ms. Kay ghostwrites nonfiction for lawyers and other professionals. She resides in a bucolic exurb outside Milwaukee, Wisconsin, where she shares a home with her son and enjoys opera, gourmet cooking, organic gardening, and an occasional bottle of red wine.

Ms. Kay is an MS warrior and ruthlessly battles the disease on a daily basis. Her message to those diagnosed with MS: Never give up. You define MS, it does not define you!

Seelie's Author links:

www.seeliekay.com
www.seeliekay.blogspot.com
Twitter: @SeelieKay https://twitter.com/SeelieKay
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/seelie.kay.77
Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/Seelie-Kay/e/B074RDRWNZ/


Prior Books:

http://www.extasybooks.com/kinky-briefs/
http://www.extasybooks.com/kinky-briefs-too/
http://www.extasybooks.com/kinky-briefs-thrice/
http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-1734-5-kinky-briefs-quatro/
http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2023-9-kinky-briefs-cinque/
http://www.extasybooks.com/the-garage-dweller/
http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-1504-4-a-touchdown-to-remember/
http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-1795-6-the-presidents-wife/
http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2263-9-snatching-diana/
http://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2032-1-the-presidents-daughter
https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2291-2-infamy/
https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2349-0-seizing-hope/
https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2538-8-cult/
https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2658-3-hope/
https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-2796-2-the-white-house-wedding/


An Interview with Seelie Kay:

Q. Why do you write romance?

Because I am fascinated by the games people play to find and secure a lasting relationship, which is not always love. There’s the chase, the courtship, the falling, the surrender. That’s what I try to capture in my stories.

Q. Do you prefer a certain type of romantic hero?

I adore smart, dashing gentlemen who aren’t afraid to live on the edge. They can be a bad boy, a billionaire, a prince, or a secret agent. That hint of danger just hooks me! However, I they have to be paired with strong, independent women who aren’t afraid to fight for what they want, even love.

Q. Why did you write “Martimus?”

This is the final book in the series, so I needed a way to tie up a lot of loose ends. That meant the Feisty Lawyers needed a compelling story to accomplish that. Something in space was beyond the realm of believability, but something at the bottom of the ocean? The possibilities were endless. I went in all sorts of directions at first, but ultimately made Martimus a key step in a much broader journey. The bottom of the ocean is an unforgiving environment. Survival is never guaranteed. Divert a few socialites there to serve out a prison sentence, make then disappear, and you’ve got what I hope is an exciting story!

As a former lawyer, I also developed an interest in private prisons. These are institutions that are governed by a different set of rules and not all institutions follow the same rules. In some cases, the private prison an inmate winds up in can mean the difference between survival and death. In addition, there have been several cases of prosecutors and judges who received a financial incentive to divert inmates to private prison. Some were so incentivized that people innocent of the crimes with which they where charged have been convicted just so the prosecutor or judge could get their kickback. It is an industry that requires serious regulation and monitoring.

Q. How does your former profession as a lawyer impact your writing?

My friends say I am obsessed with justice and I guess that’s true. After 30 years, the law and the legal world are so firmly embedded in my brain that I can’t flush them out. That has become the lens through which I view the world and that naturally guides my characters and plots. Injustice infuriates me, but it also leads me to great stories!




Thursday, March 26, 2020

#NewRelease ~ Changes Going On by Kaje Harper




 


Hi folks, and thanks, Crystal, for the invitation to post here. I'm Kaje Harper, and today is the release day for my newest book— my M/M/M mystery story Changes Going On which is the sequel to Changes Coming Down.

In the first book, we meet retired Marine and county sheriff Casey Barlow, as he tries to solve a murder that hits close to home for one of his two boyfriends. Will Rice is the foreman on a successful Kansas ranch, but losing the old couple who owned the spread is like losing his parents. He turns to Casey, trusting him to figure out what happened, and to Scott Edison, the third in their trio. Scott is a hockey player about to be called up to the NHL, if his rehabbed knee holds together. He tries to be there for his two men in this difficult time, but he doesn't dare come out now, when the career he's worked so hard for is almost within reach.

Book one follows this deeply-closeted trio, as events and pressures threaten to split their closet at the seams. Can Casey figure out who killed the ranch owners? Can Will keep going when his world has been smashed and his job at the ranch seems about to disappear? Can Scott spend time supporting the two men he loves, and not lose his shot at the NHL? Changes Coming Down follows the men to the end of the mystery, and an HFN.

In the new book 2, Changes Going On, we see these three guys in the aftermath of the events of book 1. Diving right back in, we find out how the world is going to treat three men in love, as they fight for their HEA. 




 Changes Going On by [Harper, Kaje]
(Changes Book 2 )
by Kaje Harper

 Blurb:

Three men, one summer of media, mentorship, and murder.

There's a reason Scott Edison came out as gay and poly on national TV— now no one can try to push him back into the closet. But as his men and his hockey team deal with the fallout from fans and paparazzi, moving forward isn't as easy as he'd hoped.

Will Rice was looking forward to a quiet summer, sharing the work with his guys and giving Scott a refuge from the spotlight. He's hired a couple of young ranch hands, and finally feels ready to give back some of the mentoring that turned his life around decades ago. But good fences won't be enough to keep trouble off the ranch.

Casey Barlow left the Sheriff's Department on his own terms, out and proud. But when the new sheriff is murdered— and Casey's one of the few with a watertight alibi— he's asked to investigate, and he can't resist. He's determined to solve the murder, and still take care of his men on the home front. Then one murder becomes two…

It's a summer of risks and challenges, and working together is the only way they'll make it through.

Genre: M/M/M poly contemporary/mystery

Length: 120,000 words
Publisher: self-pubbed
Content warnings: mention of drugs, mention of violent death, mention of teen suicide, some on-page physical violence




Excerpt from Changes Going On, Chapter 2 
(***contains a spoiler for book 1 - Changes Coming Down***)


Scott's interview that he did, coming out on TV sports show InTheZone with Randy Metz, aired the next morning. Rafters media director Shana Vail, whom Scotty had blindsided with his unauthorized reveal, insisted that Scott, Casey, and Will come watch the show in the Las Vegas hotel room of Rafters GM Paul Desrosier, so they'll know what they're up against as Scott comes out


Rafters GM Desrosier took the remote from Rafters media director Shana Vail and muted the TV, still staring at it.

After a second, Vail blew out a breath. “Sorry. I’m happy for you guys. Congratulations. Now let’s make as many fans as possible happy for you too. First thing will be to sign you to a new contract.”

“Really?” Scott said, “I thought by doing this in the off-season—”

“What? That we’d wait and see how it went? We can hardly express our confidence and pride while making the Calder finalist wait for a contract.” She glanced at Desrosier. “In fact, a multi-year contract right now would send the ideal signal.”

The GM grunted. “Look, kid, you know we were going to come to you with a good offer after that season you played. We’re still going to do that, but you’d damned well better not let this stuff distract you. We expect you to play up to your potential. Right?”

Scott stammered, “Th-thank you, sir.” Casey thought he looked caught between thrilled and pissed off, but he closed his mouth on whatever else he might’ve wanted to say.

“Have your agent call me in about an hour,” Desrosier told him. “We’ll get it worked out.”

“I will. Thanks.”

Desrosier jerked his thumb toward the bedroom. “I’m going to be in there, talking to the owners. You listen to Ms. Vail and do what she tells you, and maybe we’ll get through this mess all right.” He stalked out of the room, closing the door behind him with a thump.

“Mess,” Casey murmured.

“He’s not homophobic,” Vail said. “Your boyfriend dumped a publicity crisis in his lap before breakfast. He’s not pleased.”

“I know I should’ve discussed it first,” Scott said. “But I was afraid the team might say no, or I’d lose my nerve.”

“Well, it’s done. On to practical matters. Scott, I’ve assigned one of my team to handle your personal social media for a while.”

“Huh? That’s not what personal means.”

“Someone has to read all the comments, because I promise you won’t want to. They can steer you to the ones that deserve a real response, ones from gay teens for example. They’ll report anything that looks like an actual threat. They’ll screen the physical letters that come in. They’ll handle requests for your time. I’m betting it’ll be a full-time job for the first month or more.”

“Oh. Sure.” Scott seemed to deflate.

“For what it’s worth, I think you were smart to do this in the off-season. Emotions run higher when the season’s underway. There should be time to take the edge off before play starts up again in the fall.”

“I hope so.”

“I’m going to get you signed up to do some TV interviews. I have a list of gay-friendly hosts. At least one of the interview spots should be all three of you.”

“We have a ranch to run,” Will said.

“Get your soon-to-be-millionaire boyfriend to hire someone to help out. The fans need to see the three of you looking wholesome, so they’re not imagining some kind of orgy with leather and whips.”

People who like leather and whips can be wholesome. Casey was kind of fond of leather himself, but he knew when to keep his mouth shut. “We’ll let you lead the way, but Scott gets veto power.”

“All three of us get veto power.” Scott turned a dark glare on him. “It’s all our lives involved.”

Vail shrugged. “Whatever. You work it out. My job is to make you come out smelling like roses, with the team looking like a champion of equality, while not offending too many fans. I’m going to use every tool I have to do that.” She turned to Casey. “What kind of security does your ranch have? The team might chip in for upgrades, maybe a bodyguard. I guarantee you’re going to have paparazzi coming around, looking for a nude photo or an emotional outburst or a scandal.”

“Um.” Casey realized he hadn’t put enough thought into that since Scott had surprised them with his decision. “We have some security, mostly at the main house.” He’d call his friend Max, first thing, about upgrades.

“Can you trust your workers to keep their tempers cool and their mouths shut?”

“I trust them to support us. I don’t promise they couldn’t be provoked into taking a swing at someone.” Don could be a hothead, and they had a couple of new summer hands.

“And that’s going to be a problem,” Vail pointed out. “Every tabloid is going to be trying for a reaction, for an exclusive angle. They’re going to bait you, and snoop, and drive you up the wall. It’s important that you suck it up, no matter how awful they are. One shove, one punch, especially caught on camera, and they own you. To a lesser extent, that’s true for anyone who works for you too.”

“We’ll warn them again,” Casey promised. Will had given the hands a basic heads-up an hour ago. “No need for a bodyguard, since I’ll be with Scott. And the ranch is private property, so we can get anyone who’s snooping arrested for trespassing. I’ll get more purple paint out on the perimeter.”

“Purple paint?” Vail frowned. “Is that a gay thing?”

“It means the same as ‘No Trespassing’ signs, at least in Kansas… but I guess paparazzi won’t know that either. Shit. I’ll tell the hands to paint up signs.”

“Sorry,” Scott began.

“Not your fault, Scotty. And if this means we get you home for the summer? I’d paint a thousand signs with my own hands.”

“You should invest in security cameras, too,” Vail said. “Best defense against someone claiming you attacked them is to show them making physical contact with you first.”

“You really think someone’s gonna get punched?” Will asked.

“I sure as hell hope not. But the gutter press loves to incite people and exploit that. It pays to stay ahead of them.”

“Shit.” Scott ran a hand over his head, his eyes bleak.

Vail touched his arm with the first compassionate look Casey had seen from her. “Don’t let it get you down. I’m pissed about having to scramble to make this happen, but it’s a real good thing you’re doing. I mean that. An important thing, for hockey in general and for all those young kids.”

“I appreciate that.”

“When the dust settles a bit, we’ll arrange for you to talk to some youth sports organizations and LGBT groups, in Portland and maybe other cities. Promote equality in sports. Are you up for that?”

“I guess,” Scott said.

Casey saw their relaxed summer together going up in smoke, but how could he argue?

“Now, call your agent.” She waved Scott toward the couch. “I’m going to line up a TV interview or two. You boys should sit down, have a soda, and try to relax. You’re in this for the long haul.” She picked up her phone and stepped out onto the balcony.

Scott wandered back to the seating area and dropped onto the couch. Will sat beside him, and Casey took the other side. “Shove over, hockey moose. You’re squishing me.”

Scott gave him a limp attempt at a smirk and slid closer to Will. When Scott turned his phone on, the cascade of chimes made them all wince. “Agent first,” Scott said, clearly using the excuse not to read his dozens of texts. It was a quick call. Even without speaker, Casey could tell Fraser on the other end was pissed about being blindsided, and pretty cold, but cheered up by the news of a forthcoming Rafters contract offer. He hung up promising to be in touch. Scott stared down at the phone, then tapped his text icon.

“Mom sent one.” He opened it to read ~Proud of you son. Mom & Dad. His sigh was deep enough to be heard.

“Did you think they wouldn’t be?” Casey murmured.

“I might be throwing away everything we worked for. Dad worked two jobs to pay for my gear and camps, to get me to the NHL, and the minute I had it made, I did this.”

“Seems like they’re okay with it. With us.”

“Seems like.” Scott typed ~Thanks. Love you both. “At least if they are upset, they’re not letting it show.”

The remaining two dozen texts were all positive, coming from teammates, old and new, and staff from Scott’s teams. The gist was pretty much ~Congratulations. We’ve got your back. To which he responded with generic thanks. He paused over one, muttering, “Pretty sure this dude is gay,” but kept his reply the same.

There was one from Nita at the ranch, sent after Will had contacted her, that said ~Congratulations. You still have to shovel shit when you get back

Scott’s eyes brightened and he sent ~Sounds pretty good right now

More texts pinged as he was working, increasingly from unknown numbers, many clearly journalists. He deleted those unread, continuing doggedly through the ones in his contacts until Casey nudged him. “I think you got the important ones. Take a break.”

Scott leaned back in the couch. “And thirty-six voicemails. Shit.” He squeezed his eye shut. “I hoped this might not be a such big deal.”

“Really?” Will said.

“Well, in my dreams. I can’t wait to get back to the ranch, saddle Misty up, and ride somewhere out of cell phone range.”

“That’s what you can’t wait for? We’re rejected for your horse?” Casey murmured.

“With the two of you alongside. And a convenient haystack.”

“No one stacks hay anymore,” Will said. “And sex in loose hay is no fun. The chaff gets everywhere.”

Scott bumped his shoulder. “Right. Rain on my daydreams.” But he opened his eyes and looked less drawn.

“We’ll be back there soon,” Casey promised. “Right now, we have a hotel room with a bed and room service. A hell of a lot better than a haystack.”

“Fuck, yeah.” Scott turned and kissed him fast, then gave Will the same simple kiss. “Thanks for sticking with me.”

“No place else I’d rather be,” Casey said truthfully…



Kaje Harper Bio:

I get asked about my name a lot. It's not something exotic, though. “Kaje” is pronounced just like “cage” – it’s an old nickname, and my pronouns are she/her/hers. I’ve been writing far longer than I care to admit (*whispers – forty years*), although mostly for my own entertainment. I write M/M romance, often with added mystery, fantasy, historical, SciFi, paranormal… I also have Young Adult short stories (some released under the pen name Kira Harp.) 
It was my husband who finally convinced me that after all the years of writing just for fun, I really should submit something, somewhere. My first professionally published book, Life Lessons, came out from MLR Press in May 2011. I now have a good-sized backlist in ebooks and print, both free and professionally and indie published, including Amazon bestseller The Rebuilding Year and Rainbow Award Best Mystery-Thriller Tracefinder: Contact. A complete list with links can be found on my website "Books" page.
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