LGBTQ PUSH BACK!

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Sarah Madison puts it so eloquently, so my friend, I hope you don’t mind that I copied this bit from your wonderful blog post :) I’m currently in London at the British Book Fair and not near my PC.

Authors Kate Aaron and AJ Rose have teamed up with reader/writer/blogger Meredith King at DiverseReader to host a very special giveaway. They’ve invited over 200 LGBTQ authors to donate books to a massive Rafflecopter giveaway at DiverseReader starting Saturday April 18th at 9 am EST and running through 11:59 pm EST on May 1st. I’ll be joining this list, and offering an e-copy (reader’s choice) of one of my stories. Readers will have a chance to win an ebook if they donate $5 to a deserving LGBT charity or share a charity donation link.

Take a look at the details on the link below…. all help is appreciated. Thank you.

http://diversereader.blogspot.co.uk/2015/04/lgbtq-push-back-charity-giveaway.html

Andrew Q. Gordon – The Eye and The Arm – Blog Tour

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I’m as pleased as punch to welcome Andy back to my blog again. It hasn’t been all that long since he visited me before but he’s always a very welcome visitor. I am thrilled to see he has a new release, which came out on the 14th April, and I’m holding thumbs, fingers and toes that it will do very well for him. He deserves it.

Andy has a wonderful give-away going on and below you can see the hauntingly beautiful cover and read all about the second book in his Champion of the Gods series. I hosted Andy when he had the blog tour for his first book, The Last Grand Master.

So now we have the intriguingly titled, ‘The Eye and The Arm’ with its simply stunning cover

 

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ABOUT THE BOOK

Title: The Eye And The Arm

Series: Champion of the Gods #2

Author: Andrew Q. Gordon

Length: 99,775 words/296 Pages

Release Date: April 14, 2015

Blurb: Champion of the Gods: Book Two

After defeating Meglar at Belsport, Farrell returns to Haven to recover from his injuries, but Khron, the god of war, has other ideas. He gives Farrell a new mission: free the survivors of the ancient dwarf realm of Trellham from their three-thousand-year banishment. To fulfill Khron’s near impossible task, Farrell will need the help of his distance ancestor, the legendary wizard Kel. But Kel has been dead for a thousand years.

Farrell finds information hinting that Kel is alive, so he moves his search to Dumbarten, Kel’s birthplace. To reach Dumbarten unannounced, Farrell and Miceral disguise themselves as mercenaries on board a merchant vessel. Their journey is disrupted when pirates attack their ship. While attempting to subdue the attack, Farrell is struck down by one of Meglar’s minions.

Unconscious and trapped in his own mind, Farrell’s only chance for survival rests with Miceral and the peregrine king Rothdin entering his thoughts and helping him sort fact from illusion. To reach Farrell, they will need to rely on an untested spell from one of Kel’s spellbooks. If they succeed, Miceral can guide Farrell home safely. If not, Farrell will destroy not only himself, but Miceral, Rothdin, and everyone around him.

Excerpt

Farrell pointed toward a set of massive doors, held shut by several slabs of stone, each wider than a man was tall. Hallways similar to the one they used radiated around each side of the entrance. “Come on, what we really came to see is this way.”

Farrell led them to a wide avenue directly opposite the doors. Flanked by ten-foot statues of heavily armed dwarves, the portal felt anything but welcoming.

“This place is amazing.” Miceral touched the cool stone almost reverently. “My people lived in Northhelm almost three millennia, and we never achieved anything close to this.”

“This?” Farrell’s amusement leeched into his voice. “You haven’t begun to scratch the surface of amazing.”

Their steps echoed around them as they passed dozens of stone sentries carved with such detail, Farrell expected them to leap off their perches and challenge his admittance. The air felt cooler moments before the tunnel opened on all sides. Their path ended a couple of steps beyond the tunnel, leaving them looking down on an open space. Stairs leading up and down stood empty on both sides. The small globe created tiny twinkles as it flickered over Farrell’s shoulder, but otherwise failed to illuminate more than a few feet beyond the pair.

“Give me your hand. It’s easier to fly than walk from here.”

Miceral’s warm hand touched his, and he laced their fingers together. Slowly, Farrell pulled them off the platform and into the emptiness below. They passed a column as wide as their bedroom, drawing a whistle from Miceral.

“Let me light our way a bit better.” Feeding his globe more energy, he sent the rapidly expanding ball higher. Beyond his sphere, a dim point of light appeared, getting brighter as the globe approached. A heartbeat later, an enormous flash blinded the pair.

Farrell felt Miceral’s hand nearly crush his before the pressure eased back. “Honorus’s balls, Farrell, you could have warned me.”

“Sorry. It’s been a while and I forgot how bright the flash is.”

“What just happened?”

Farrell smiled and swept his arm around the now lit cavern. Visible below, a city larger than Belsport sat in eerie silence. Wide boulevards ran straight and true north/south and east/west, creating perfect grids filled with low stone buildings. A hundred feet above the floor, an empty balcony ringed the entire cavern. Rows of windows stretched skyward, reaching at least a third of the way to the ceiling.

Across from them, at the far end of the city, a wide swath of ground sat empty and unused. Above this open space, temples to the gods stood lonely watch over the abandoned city.

“How’s this for amazing?” Farrell asked.

The smile Miceral flashed him said more than words. “Beyond anything I’ve ever imagined. I can’t believe you kept this from me this long.”

“Hey”—he moved the pair westward toward the temples—“I need to keep a few surprises or else you’ll tire of me before long.”

Leaning over, he kissed Farrell’s cheek. “Never happen.”

Fumbling for a comeback, Farrell pointed up. “To answer your earlier question about the light, there’s an incredible crystal in the roof of this chamber. It is massive, easily bigger than our entire suite. The crystal collects and stores light, then amplifies it before releasing it slowly. My little ball of light will fuel the crystal for weeks if I don’t turn it off.”

 

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TOUR SCHEDULE

April 14: Man2ManTastic || The Purple Rose Tea House

April 15: Anne Barwell

April 16: Cate Ashwood

April 17: Author Susan Mac Nicol

April 20: Divine Magazine || Gay.Guy.Reading and Friends

April 21: Love Bytes Reviews || Elisa – My Reviews and Ramblings

April 22: Nic Starr || Diverse Reader

April 23: Prism Book Alliance || Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents

April 24: BFD Book Blog || MM Good Book Reviews

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Andrew Q. Gordon wrote his first story back when yellow legal pads, ball point pens were common and a Smith Corona correctable typewriter was considered high tech. Adapting with technology, he now takes his MacBook somewhere quiet when he wants to write.

He currently lives in the Washington, D.C. area with his partner of eighteen years, their young daughter and dog.  In addition to dodging some very self-important D.C. ‘insiders’, Andrew uses his commute to catch up on his reading. When not working or writing, he enjoys soccer, high fantasy, baseball and seeing how much coffee he can drink in a day and not get the shakes.

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GIVEAWAY

FIVE Winners will win one e-copy of ANY book* each from DSP Publication’s backlist.

*Giveaway is of any currently released DSPP book, which excludes the books that are on pre-order and “The Eye And The Arm”.

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The Fiverr Report on Melissa Foster – Fake Reviews, Fake Awards, Fake Everything

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susanmacnicol:

As an author I can’t condone this sort of thing. Either a reader likes reading my books, and buys another one, and hopefully leaves a review, good or bad, or they don’t. I’ll always be poor because I’m honest and trying to make my living as an author on the strength of my writing talent and marketing skills alone. I have a readership and I love each and every one of them. That’s enough for me. Bread and water ? I’ll eat and drink that rather than make thousands unethically :)

Originally posted on Amazon Alert: Your Guide to Unethical Authors:

From five-report.blogger.com Which is worse, a desperate self-published author named Melissa Foster buying reviews “as fast as you can provide them” or a professionally published author named JA Konrath trying to buy 10000-packs of ratings? Because while I worked undercover, I saw it all.

My job was to facilitate. Connect those wanting reviews with those writing reviews. As a former marketing executive, I was a natural for the role, as I facilitated I recorded every dirty detail for Zon Alert.

One of the worst offenders was Melissa Foster who purchased over 250 reviews, as determined by reviews received from for-pay review writers. But that alone doesn’t make Melissa Foster one of the worst. What made her the worst is that her 250 review purchases were only the beginning as many of Fiverr’s paid reviewers also worked for other paid review companies.

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Attention all LGBTQ authors out there….

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ATTENTION LGBTQ AUTHORS

It sickens me that a pizza place that discriminates against gay couples can actually have money raised for it the way it has. Really ? I understand people have choices but when it comes to actively discriminating against a certain part of the human race, I have a teensy bit of an issue, right or wrong. Call me human. That’s probably not very PC but then that’s something I – am – not

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Anyway some of us have decided to fight back and join fellow authors in trying to reverse the trend.This is something that’s happening at the moment….via Kate Aaron and others. There’s no pressure but I thought I’d bring it to every LGBTQ authors attention as in this they do have a choice – to participate or not, completely as they wish.

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In the wake of the passing of the Indiana Religious Freedom and Restoration Act, a fundraiser set up to support a family who think it’s their “right” to refuse service to LGBT customers has raised almost $1 million.
Unfortunately, a pro-LGBT counter-fundraiser hasn’t got nearly the same traction. It’s one thing to tweet our outrage, or share a link on Facebook to an article. It’s another matter entirely to put our money where our mouths are.
Some of us are gathering up all the authors we know who write about love in whatever form it takes to take a stand as a collective community. Together we can reach hundreds if not thousands of readers, and we’d like to offer them the chance to win an ebook if they donate $5 to a deserving LGBT charity or share charity links across their social networks.

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THE REQUEST TO AUTHORS

Can you spare a copy of an ebook (reader’s choice works best, but we know some authors have publisher restrictions) for a worthy winner as incentive for them to donate? We need to hear back by Saturday, April 11th, for a blog post going up on 18th April at

http://diversereader.blogspot.com

announcing the giveaway and the reason behind the fundraiser.
The day of the post, all we ask is that you share the link on your various social media to alert your fans of the opportunity, and when the deadline for the giveaway passes, we’ll email you the name of your winner and their email so you can contact them about their prize. It’s easy, hosted in one place for readers to follow and enter, and will show that we mean business.

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LGBT people aren’t going anywhere, and our allies have loud voices. Let’s use them.

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Release Day Blitz – A E Via -Defined by Deceit

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AE VIA Release Day Tour

 

Today I’m thrilled to welcome A E Via to my humble blog. A E, I have to say I LOVE your cover, very sexy and definitely draws me in. This book is going on my TBR list and will probably take preference over the others on the Kindle. The story of Llew and Shane sounds delicious.

I actually had a crush on a boy called Llewellyn when I was in primary school. We were in a play together and I said one line which I will always remember:

‘Come, Sam, let us run away. Then perhaps they’ll come and play.”

I have no idea what the play was about; it was a long time ago. I got to kiss Llewellyn on the the cheek :) And hold his hand.

Anyway enough reminiscing….let’s get on with the actual reason for this blog post today. It’s Release Day!

DEFINED BY DECEIT

~ A.E. Via ~

M/M GAY ROMANCE CONTEMPORARY

Edited by: Tina Adamski

Cover Art by: Jay Aheer

PAGE COUNT –  300 pages

Release Date: March 27, 2015

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ABOUT THE BOOK

 Life isn’t always fair, and that’s something that Llewellyn Gardner knows about first hand. His life was on the fast track until one night of extreme passion changed everything.

Now eight years later, he’s still living with the aftershocks of that night. Everywhere he turns or runs, there’s another reminder. What the hell do you do when you try to drown your demons only to find out they can swim?

Shane Smith, Jr. owner of Smith Construction, could see the emotional turmoil within his new employee — it’s why he hired him. There was something about the gorgeous, misunderstood man with the overly expressive eyes that came to their small town with a past no one was willing to overlook. Shane could see the good in Llewellyn, and those eyes of his were a clear window to his soul. Shane wasn’t going to let the man live a future of solitude because his past had been plagued with deceit.

Llewellyn wasn’t sure what to think about Shane. After years of protecting himself from being tricked twice, he was now faced with worry again. What would happen to him if Shane didn’t believe his truth, and walked away? Llewellyn wasn’t sure he’d be able to survive being left alone. Again.

EXCERPT

“Thinking of going in? Or are you just gonna block the entrance?”

Llew turned at the sound of the sure voice behind him. Since he seemed to tower over everyone he looked down at the pretty brunette with dark brown eyes to match. “Um. Sorry.” Llew mumbled quickly moving out of her way.

“Well don’t be sorry shuga’, just escort a lady inside.” Llew didn’t blink as he watched the lady stalk towards him. Her full chest sat above an extremely narrow waist. It almost looked unnatural. She dressed and wore the amount of makeup that a grown woman would, but her smooth face and approach screamed her real age. She was jailbait if he’d ever seen one. Llew gave her a slight head nod and turned to leave when his elbow was hooked.

“I saw you in the general store applying for a job. You musta’ jus’ got into town, because if not I’d have known, honey. So you got kin here?”

Silence.

The laugh was an all-out immature giggle and it graded on his nerves. “Cat got your tongue, darlin’”. She moved in even closer and dragged a long red nail down Llew’s arm, tilting her head back to look up at him. “You want me to beg, huh? Come on now, handsome. Escort a lady to a movie… then maybe -”

“Maybe when he sees’ a lady… he’ll escort one.”

Llew diverted his attention away from the overzealous minx that was practically humping his leg and focused on the beautiful man approaching with another guy in tow. His voice wasn’t overly deep like his own, it was a smooth and melodic southern drawl. Like he could be a singer or a poet. He walked with an unhurried gait that was a mixture of ‘I’m in charge’ and ‘you’re on my time, not the other way around’, and Llew found it sexy as fuck. His tall friend chuckled behind him, moving away to purchase their tickets. Is he on a date? No, their demeanor definitely said ‘friends.’

“Mind ya’ own business Smith, Jr. I saw him first.”

Smith, Jr.

The man hooked one thumb in his pocket not the slightest bit fazed at the remark. But Llew was thrown. Was this guy actually gay or was she being a smart aleck? The man gave him nothing to go on. He moved closer towards them and Llew got a nice whiff of his spicy, bold cologne when a cool breeze blew his way. It was an interesting contradiction, because the man’s entire persona said ‘cool and composed’.

“Mosey along, Sallie Ann. Don’t make me ring ya’ daddy. He told me keep an eye on you while he’s gone and I agreed. He’d be rather put out if I didn’t follow through on my promise.”

She reluctantly let go of his arm, letting loose a long drawn out huff of annoyance. Llew didn’t bother watching her walk away. She was irrelevant. With his hands tucked deep in his pockets he eyed the man in front of him with a mixture of curiosity and wistfulness.

“Sometimes a person has gotta’ run interference with that girl. She’s usually not that bad but her daddy’s outta’ town, so ya’ know how young girls can be.”

Actually, not really.

“Hi. I’m Shane Smith, Jr.” he stuck out a large, calloused hand and it took Llew a couple seconds to process that he was going to touch him. Llew shook his hand, his mouth still closed tight as he watched the man’s eyes. They were light brown and full of humor and amusement. He immediately thought that this was obviously a guy who had little worries if any in life. Wait a minute…Smith….Jr. Is he the owner of? He let go of the strong grip on his hand and wished he’d been able to hold it a little longer.

“And you are?”

Llew swallowed before answering. “Llew.”

Those eyes twinkled again and dark brown brows rose up in question. “Llew…just Llew.”

It was a humiliation when a man hated to tell someone his name. But by doing so it meant that they would soon know who he really was. Know who he was classified as. He didn’t want this man to know that, god help him he didn’t. But lying wasn’t an option.  Fuck it. “Llewellyn Gardner.”

So many broke eye contact with him and Llew was more than intrigued that Mr. Shane Smith, Jr. was staring at him just as hard as he was staring back. He didn’t know why he was looking at him that way but he didn’t mind it.

“Now that’s a name.” Smith smiled beautifully.

Llew wasn’t sure if this guy was flirting with him or not, he’d been in a place where flirting didn’t exist for so long, he’d forgotten what it looked like…what it sounded like. The way Shane Smith, Jr. was smiling at him it sure seemed like it. Llew could imagine himself with a strong man like this. A man who was gorgeous but didn’t know it. Not overly done up in fancy digs, he was dressed like a working man but he wore that look well. He appeared simple but confident, like a man that followed his own counsel and was not easily persuaded. But Llew wouldn’t dare get his hopes up. As soon as word got out that there was a newly registered sex offender in their quaint little town, Smith, Jr. might be leading the lynch mob to run him out of there.

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 ABOUT THE AUTHOR

 

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A.E. Via is still a fairly new author in the beautiful gay erotic genre. Her writing embodies everything from hopelessly romantic to spicy to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

When she’s not clicking away at her laptop, she devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children.

While this is only her seventh novel, she has plenty more to come. So stalk her – she loves that – because the male on male action is just heating up!

Go to A.E. Via’s official website http://authoraevia.com for more detailed information on how to contact her, follow her, or a sneak peak on upcoming work, free reads, and where she’ll appear next.

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Thanks for visiting A E, hope the release goes well and all the best of luck !

New Release – Barbara Elsborg – ‘Falling’

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One of my favourite authors, Barbara Elsborg, has a new release out on the 24th March. I invited her to come along to my blog and tell us all about it. It’s a definite TBR for me as Barbara is one of my auto buy writers.

First off, I love the cover. Simple, stark and classic. Now over to Barbara……

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Thanks for having me, Susan! Falling comes out on the 24th March and is book one of a two book set .It’s a standalone novel as is book two, Breaking, which comes out on the 28th of July. Breaking is the story of Conrad who’s one of the characters in Falling.

When I decided to write a book about a guy who’d spent a long time in prison for something he didn’t do, I knew Harper would be a difficult guy to love. Malachi is his perfect foil, a guy who loves life with every molecule of his being. He’s the one who has to catch the falling Harper and yet Malachi himself needs saving. The cover is just perfect. I can’t always say that. Oh how I wish I could. But this IS Malachi and if we could see him look up, I picture a cheeky smile on his face.

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Harper is no longer behind bars, but it doesn’t feel like it. Ten years serving time for a crime he didn’t commit have left him shut down, numb, and a frozen wreck over the simplest of choices.

He’s acutely aware of the dark-haired young man checking him out in the supermarket, but he’s too deep in panic mode to even meet the guy’s gaze. Afraid the slightest move will trigger a fall that will never stop.

Fresh off a long-term relationship with a controlling man, Malachi is stuck living with relatives who think he’s a waste of oxygen. The tall guy in the long, gray coat is the first bright spot he’s glimpsed in a long time…though the man’s unblinking stare at a bottle of shower gel is a touch alarming.

Hard experience tells both of them to turn away before lust turns to hopeless attraction, and inevitably to disaster. But once their sparks connect, the arc of electricity is too strong to deny. Even if the cost is too much to bear.

Author Bio

Barbara Elsborg lives in West Yorkshire in the north of England. She always wanted to be a spy, but having confessed to everyone without them even resorting to torture, she decided it was not for her. Vulcanology scorched her feet. A morbid fear of sharks put paid to marine biology. So instead, she spent several years successfully selling cyanide. (Try saying that fast)

After dragging up two rotten, ungrateful children and frustrating her sexy, devoted, wonderful husband (who can now stop twisting her arm) she finally has time to conduct an affair with an electrifying plugged-in male, her laptop. Her books feature quirky heroines and bad boys, sometimes two bad boys for each quirky heroine, and more recently two bad boys all on their own. She hopes her stories are as much fun to read as they are to write.

Thanks, Barbara, for taking the time to come down and visit. 

You can find out more about Barbara and her books at http://www.barbaraelsborg.com, catch more of her scintillating wit at her blog on the same site, and if you want to tell her how much you love her books, please, email her! bjel@btinternet.com

https://www.barbaraelsborg.com

https://www.facebook.com/barbara.elsborg

https://www.samhainpublishing.com/book/5374/falling

http://www.amazon.com/Falling-Fall-Break-Book-2-ebook/dp/B00Q33IKYG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1422452672&sr=8-1&keywords=falling+elsborg&pebp=1422452679432&peasin=B00Q33IKYG

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Susan Mac Nicol = sum of two young pole dancers

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Hell, I have to be honest. I was a tad worried when I went up to visit two young, gay, gorgeous, sexy young men who I’d never met before but communicated with on Facebook. Not because they might be crazy serial killers (although I guess there is that too) but because I wasn’t sure what I had in common with them, to keep them amused or entertained. I mean, look at the facts – I’m not young. I’m not gay. I’m not sexy. I’m definitely not a pole dancer, unless you count swinging around a lamp post in the rain belting out ‘Singing in The Rain’. Fred would have been proud of me that one time…..

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So off I went in the hope that things would be fine. The guys were eagerly awaiting my arrival. Well, not really. They looked happy to see me though :) We started out at the pole dance studio where Warren trains.

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An impromptu photo shoot was had by all, with my hubby pointing the camera while the guys showed me their moves and I tried to actually look as if I could get a leg over the pole. Jakub is the human flag, and Warren is in the pink tee shirt. I think you can figure out which one is me.

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With the hilarity of me actually participating in a bit of leg over coming to a close, we decided to go out on the town. One a pub crawl actually. I couldn’t tell you the names of where we went; not because I’d had too much to drink but because, honestly, I don’t remember the names– and that was when the fun started.

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I’m not a drinker and don’t normally over indulge in the delights of booze, due to a complicated family history involving a lot of alcoholic family members. However; and this is a BIG however; that night I got a little ‘in my cups’ trying to keep up with said young men, and drank enough in my ‘personal spirit level of drinking measure’ to create a lake on which to float the Titanic. I can only hope I did nothing crazy, or make a fool of myself. I actually haven’t asked either of them :) I’m very fortunate that I don’t suffer from hangovers. Suffice it to say I had a lot of fun, as you can see from the pictures, I like to think the guys had some fun too and by the time the night ended, I hadn’t ended up chopped up into pieces and stuffed into a suitcase, so all was good.

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And between Jakub (in the green sweatshirt) texting his boyfriend and Warren probably checking his Grindr profile and me checking Facebook (as you do), we managed to have a good time. I learnt a lot about their *ahem* bedroom habits and personal lives and watched my poor husband’s eyes glaze over. What’s grist to the mill to me and the young gents, was a bit of an education to him. I learnt how to say ‘Buh Bye’ with a diva flair, had a few lessons in gay slang and all was right with the world.

We even managed to take a trip down to stand outside Celts, a place that gets mentioned in one of my books ‘Waiting For Rain’ as I had to get a picture of the three of us standing in front of it. Jakub had a bit of a cold, hence the big furry jacket. It’s not like he’s a princess or anything :)  Warren is a tough Leicester lad, so he’s used to the chilly air.

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It was a great weekend and I enjoyed every minute of it. There’s something about meeting new people, these vibrant, fun and very cheeky individuals, that kind of makes you breathe a sigh of happiness and hope it happens again.

I’ve given you some details on these two guys, as in their own right, they are professionals, and hard working and ambitious young men who deserve success and recognition. I hope you enjoy reading about them as much as I enjoyed meeting them.

Warren Joseph Allen

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Warren designs and builds wonderful websites, and in fact, he’s working with me at the moment to build a very special web site, about which you’ll find about more in due course. He’s also revamping my business website. I’m loving what he’s doing with it.

Warren is a 23 year old lad, born and raised in Leicester, England. He’s a very laid back, yet fun loving, kind of guy who lists “laughing” as one of his favourite things to do. Currently he works as an accountant in industry by day, for a software development company. But, in the evenings loves nothing more than shedding the layers and taking to the pole! He has a very dry, sarcastic sense of humour which is sometimes misconstrued and gets him in to trouble… Especially when he drops a “bitch, please!” into general conversation at work. His snarky quick wit and sharp tongue will have you either crying with laughter or wondering what you’re doing out of the house with that ratchet hair! Under the tough, diva-bitch exterior is a warm heart filled with sound, level-headed, no-nonsense advice for anyone that needs (and asks) for it. He’s always the first to offer a helping hand; he’s nice like that. You can find him on Facebook, Twitter and if you’re very lucky, sometimes on Grindr… He’s single so gentlemen, please form an orderly queue.

I wrote my own bio for Warren…because I could :)

Warren is a 23 year old, happy go lucky, phenomenal bitch with a bit of a thing for his hair. (His bed hair has been known to have people run screaming from the room thinking they have just come into contact with a friendly, affable Yeti.) He’s even cuter in person than he looks on screen and camera and he smells really good too.  He’s good with ladies who have partied too hard and need a bit of gentle, manly support as they stagger to their taxi. Oh and he’s a great shot too, because he can get popcorn into a woman’s bra from a few feet away.

Warren is a number cruncher in the day job but at night he dons a cape and flies the pole. I mean he flies on the pole. Multiple poles. Oh heck, the man poles dances, okay?  Anything else you might have thought of in your dirty, sex fevered brain is a figment of your own dirty minded nature. Shame on you.

No lucky someone has yet snapped up this morsel of sex on a stick; so gents, form a line and take a number. When it’s called, maybe he’ll give you some of his valuable time. Of course, you need to be prepared to be preserved forever in his infamous spreadsheet, notably titled ‘Spread ‘Em’.

He’s a quirky and insanely witty young man with a penchant for drag queens and all things gay slang. He has been known to get himself into trouble with his quick tongue (again with the dirty minds!) and snark. Underneath that diva exterior though is a man with a warm heart and a great ability to listen to people. He’s often put upon for advice and where he can, he likes to think he helps. He’s a whole lot of fun, a person who actually gives a toss, great company and is definitely someone that I’m privileged to know. If I was half my age and he swung my way, I’d be ‘aving him.

He’s absolutely fabulous and I’m really glad we got the chance to be friends. Oh, and he inspired a future character appearing in my Men Of London series, so watch out for that one..

Jakub Kolasa

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Jakub is twenty two years old, and currently lives in Warsaw, Poland. He’s the proud owner of his own pole dancing studio, where he teaches, called Sunset Girl Pole Dance Studio. Jakub has been poling for close on two and half years.  You can check out his studio here:

http://sunsetgirl.waw.pl/

He’s an accomplished pole gymnast and among his great achievements he counts being the Polish Pole Dance champion, Hungarian Pole Fitness Champion, and came 4th at the World Pole Sport Championships. You can see some of his performances here:

Jakub’s YouTube Channel

He’s energetic, quirky and a great dancer – he has a background in ballroom and contemporary dance- and while he’s always polite, he can be a real snarky bitch when the need arises.  He’s also got the whole ‘Buh Bye’ wave and wrist flick down to a fine art. He’s been with his boyfriend Sebastian for two and a half years and they are very happy together. Jakub has a real thing for having his hair ‘just so’. He’s pretty fussy that way. And you can tell from the result because he looks awesome. :)

Sue says…..

I can vouch for all of the above. Having met Jakub, (oh, and gone drinking and dancing with him) I can confirm that he’s funny, completely adorable and has quite the attitude and sass. His quick tongue and dry humour makes me laugh. And he is definitely a master at the whole ‘Buh Bye’ movement. He tried to teach me but I haven’t quite gotten the hang of it like he has.

I’m thrilled to have met him, and had the chance to get to know him a little better. I hope we get the chance to do it again soon.

And here endeth the saga of romance author meeting pole dancer dudes. I think someone should make a film about it. I hope you enjoyed reading this post, and until next time …adieu.

 

 

 

 

 

Book Review: Sights and Sinners by Susan Mac Nicol

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Susan Sixty-Five​ reviews Sight and Sinners. ‘This story is in-depth and solid. It encompasses a wide range of emotions and takes the reader on a trip inside the lives of these two amazing men, and also the guys from book one, as well. I especially loved Leslie; Eddie and Taylor’s room mate from the first book, and was so hoping that they were each other’s love interest… at first, but I easily fell for Draven and accepted that Leslie and Taylor could only be friends. I still need a Leslie story though…he is simply awesome.’

Susan, I’m glad you got past Draven’s moodiness ! You can’t always have characters that are warmth and light from the beginning, at least that’s my take on the real world. People are arseholes sometimes, and I like to reflect realism in my books, not tweeting birds, honey and sunshine.:) Thanks for the review and for hosting me on your wonderful blog. And Leslie is next to have his story told, probably towards the end of May.

Originally posted on The Blogger Girls:

Reviewed by Susan65

SMSight and Sinners_4Title: Sights and Sinners
Author: Susan Mac Nicol
Series: Men of London #2
Heroes: Draven Samuels/Taylor Abelard
Genre: MM Contemporary
Length: 200 Pages
Publisher:Boroughs Publishing
Release Date: February 23, 2015
Available at: Amazon and Barnes & Noble
Add it to your shelf:Goodreads

Blurb: THE MEN OF LONDON
From Charing Cross to Waterloo, there’s no escaping love.
SEEING THROUGH…
28-year-old Draven Samuels has a tragic past, but as an investigator with a high-profile London company he now gets what he wants. Tough, sarcastic, and sceptical, he has no patience for lies and even less for people who waste his time. Even if they’re as beautiful as the wild and dark-haired Taylor Abelard. Especially when they’re talking over the body of a murder victim.

THE DARKNESS
Psychic Taylor Abelard is used to people calling him a freak. He can see past events and feel the ghostly vibrations…

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