Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Hawaii Five Uh-Oh by Z.A. Maxfield (Release Day blitz and review) ADULT title






The highly anticipated second installment in the Plummet to Soar Series is now available! 





(Plummet to Soar Series Bk #2)
by Z.A. Maxfield

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Blurb:

Sarcastic cop Theo Hsu returns home to Hawai‘i after realizing he wants more from his life, and also, less. He hopes to reconnect with his past and make amends with his mother, who remarried a cool, distant man, leaving Theo unsure where he stands.

It doesn’t take him long to figure out where he wants to stand, though: right next to his childhood best friend, tattooed detective Koa Palapiti. Theo would like to upgrade their relationship, but Koa is putting out some seriously mixed signals. It’s a mystery Theo can’t let go, but just as they start to connect, kidnapping, murder, and a deadly game with international stakes get in the way. Koa wants to keep Theo out of it, and if it comes to a choice between him and Koa’s partner, Freddie Ortiz, Theo doesn’t like his chances.

But even if Koa wants to push him out of the investigation, and his life, Theo still has a few tricks up his sleeve. It’ll take all his special gifts, ingenuity, risk-taking, family ties—and even some kinky undercover work—to save the day… and the man he never should’ve let get away.



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“Come with me?” Theo mouthed. He let his body language indicate the back door, miming the sign for smoke. He tilted his head and walked toward the back of the bar.
Koa caught up to him before he got very far. “You mom’s gonna fuck your shit up if she finds out you smoke.”
Theo didn’t smoke habitually, but sometimes he dug a Djarum Black cigarillo because they reminded him of his dad. The bar had filled up, and a smoke was an excuse for some air. An ironic excuse.
He pushed through the door behind the restrooms, jabbed a rolled-up newspaper in the jamb to keep it slightly ajar despite the Keep Locked sign, and lit one up.
First smoke in a while. He took a deep breath and let the unaccustomed rush hit him. It tingled in the tips of his fingers and toes.
“That’s your blood circulation being cut off, Dad.”
“I know it, but it feels good. And cloves. They smell like Christmas. Tell me you don’t love the smell of cloves.”
“They’re gonna kill you.”
“They’re not gonna kill me.”
Theo’d always hated it when his dad was right.
“Oh, Theo.” As if he’d heard Theo’s thoughts, Koa closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. “That smell brings back so many memories.”
Theo offered Koa one, but he shook his head. “Can’t do that shit. Don’t want to lose my edge.”
“You have an edge?”
Theo wasn’t hooked like his old man. He could take the smokes or leave them. He couldn’t afford to lose his wind either, especially now that he was chasing people on foot a lot more often, so maybe he did it once or twice a month. Usually like this, outside bars, when he was hooking up. It was the perfect crutch. Something to do with his hands, something to keep him from grabbing Koa Palapiti around his neck and dragging him in for a kiss so filthy he’d never forget it.
“Te?” Soft and provocative, Koa’s voice sweetened the air. How he wished he could tell Koa the whole truth. Taste those words on his and Koa’s tongues together. Above their heads, a security light seemed to spit and flicker. Koa grinned and stepped forward. “You haven’t called. How come?”
“You haven’t called me either.” Oh yeah. Now Theo smelled not only Koa’s cologne but the slightly aroused sweat beneath it. His scent was sharp. Pungent. Theo, who liked men and liked fighting and fucking and sweat, got a fizzy, almost electric charge out of it.
He said, “You smell fucking good, Woodie.”
Koa, whose once racy nickname came from Koa wood—that specialty lumber from the Acacia tree found all over the Hawai‘ian Islands—whispered, “Subtle.”
“Not known for it,” Theo admitted.
When the door burst open behind him, he had to leap out of the way.
“Special K.” Freddie dislodged his makeshift doorstop when he emerged from the wedge of inside light. When he then let the door go, it pistoned closed behind him with a sigh, and probably locked. Great.
Theo’d encountered Freddie a few times at the gym, and so far he wasn’t impressed. Freddie was one of those guys who didn’t like hearing that anyone else might have some skill, or probably he didn’t even like puppies, because he was just that guy.
So when Theo’s old coach praised Theo, welcome back, hometown boy makes good, and all that, of course Freddie Ortiz had to try to take him down a notch. He’d gotten in a lucky—some would say dirty—punch the last time they’d sparred.
“You ready?” he asked Koa. “We gotta bounce.”
“No.” The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds during which Ortiz made a long, thorough perusal of Theo’s body. Koa sighed. “Wait for me inside, O.”
“But you said we were going an hour ago.”
“That’s one, Fred.” Koa narrowed his eyes at his partner. Friend? Lover? Hard to tell. “Do as I say.”
Theo did a double take. “Didn’t know you had kids, Palapiti. Past his bedtime?”
Ortiz leaned against the jamb. “I ain’t sleeping tonight, brah. Maybe you will, huh? Tucked away in your bedroom in your mommy’s nice little—”
“Shut up, O.” The muscles in Koa’s neck strained visibly. “You’re on two.”
Fascinated, Theo watched them. He’d never seen them interact up close, but obviously they had a thing. Disappointment probably sketched flags of hot color on his cheeks when he met Koa’s gaze again. Something flickered there, some apology or protest, but then it died.
“I’ll be there in a sec,” Koa reiterated.
“Why bother with Hsu, man?” Ortiz seemed to resent this more, because he wasn’t done mouthing off. “You know you ain’t getting what you pay for there.”
Theo’d had enough. He went for Ortiz. “That’s the third—”
“Nope.” Koa’s arm came out to clothesline him. It was like steel; he couldn’t budge it. “Stand down, Theo. Freddie’s an asshole, but he’s mine, and I’ll deal with him. He owes me five now. Good ones.”
“Five?” Freddie let out a snort of disbelief.
“With a cane.” The words drew serious energy from the lack of emotion with which Koa said them. “Every violation comes with a price, O.”
Theo shivered. His dick—which had shriveled with outrage at Freddie’s arrival—now grew like the Grinch’s heart. Was Koa serious? Was he actually interested in caning people? Theo would’ve asked right goddamn then and there, but Koa had already dismissed him. The expression on his face, while mild, boded ill for whatever part of Freddie the cane was gonna land on.
“Kekoa Palapiti’s a kinkhound.” Theo waited for Koa to turn to him before adding sweetly, “You think you know a guy.”
Koa only smiled, but oh, a smile like that was probably against the law in all fifty states and the territories. A smile like that could get a guy in deep, deep trouble.
Too bad Theo welcomed trouble these days. He invited it in.
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About The Author

Z. A. Maxfield started writing in 2007 on a dare from her children and never looked back.  Pathologically disorganized, and perennially optimistic, she writes as much as she can, reads as much as she dares, and enjoys her time with family and friends. Three things reverberate throughout all her stories: Unconditional love, redemption, and the belief that miracles happen when we least expect them.

If anyone asks her how a wife and mother of four can find time for a writing career, she’ll answer, “It’s amazing what you can accomplish if you give up housework.” 

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My review:


3.25 out of 5 stars

Hawaii Five Uh-oh by Z.A. Maxfield is the second book in the ‘Plummet to Soar’ series and centers around Theophilus (Theo) Hsu, who has returned to Oahu, Hawaii from Wisconsin and is ready (somewhat) to reconnect with his estranged mom, meet his stepfather and step-siblings, and, most of all, have a relationship with the next-door neighbor who has always had a special place in his heart, Kekoa (Koa) Palapiti. The biggest problem? Koa seems to have moved on and gives off conflicting signals. Maybe Theo isn’t back to stay after all.

This contemporary adult gay romance is set in one of my favorite places and evokes the combination of beauty and pragmatism inherent in the Hawaiian Islands. Although I enjoyed the chance to armchair travel, I had trouble getting into the story itself. There is so much going on, with secrets and hurtful behavior and hostility and attempts at reconciliation, that it was hard to follow. Some of the events that help resolve the major conflict are a little hard to believe, and the foray into BDSM seemed abrupt and forced.

I don’t know if some of the threads are laid down in the first book in the series and I am lost because I haven’t read that one, but this almost seemed like a collection of vignettes that were strung together. I liked the main characters individually, but their connection was awkward and for much of the book it was difficult to see the bone-deep relationship they had forged as youngsters. The case that is gradually unveiled gets more exciting as the story progresses, but it is also awkward and makes some startling leaps. For me, there are good segments of this story and a delicious Island flair, but I think the story needs to be much longer so that some of the threads can be better tied off. I also hope that some of the secondary characters get a chance in the spotlight as well, because I would love to learn more about their stories.

A copy of this title was provided to me for review


Monday, November 12, 2018

Better Not Pout by Annabeth Albert (Spotlight, excerpt, and review) ADULT title





Happy Veteran's Day! With appreciation to all who have served and sacrificed!








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Annabeth Albert




Blurb
One hard-nosed military police officer.

One overly enthusiastic elf.

One poorly timed snowstorm.

Is it a recipe for disaster? Or a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for holiday romance?

Teddy MacNally loves Christmas and everything that goes along with it. When he plays an elf for his charity’s events, he never expects to be paired with a Scrooge masquerading as Santa Claus. His new mission: make the holiday-hating soldier believe he was born to say ho-ho-ho.

Sergeant Major Nicholas Nowicki doesn’t do Santa, but he’s army to his blood. When his CO asks an unusual favor, Nick of course obliges. The elf to his Kris Kringle? Tempting. Too tempting—Nick’s only in town for another month, and Teddy’s too young, too cheerful and too nice for a one-night stand.

The slow, sexy make-out sessions while Teddy and Nick are alone and snowbound, though, feel like anything but a quick hookup. As a stress-free holiday fling turns into Christmas all year round, Teddy can’t imagine his life without Nick. And Nick’s days on the base may be coming to a close, but he doesn’t plan on leaving anything, or anyone, behind.

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Annabeth Albert says that, “BETTER NOT POUT is a male/male holiday romance featuring endearing characters with a fun, flirty plot that will remind readers of their favorite holiday rom-coms.



Excerpt:


It was entirely possible that standing in Teddy’s office in his drawers was less humiliating than trying to squash himself onto the couch. He narrowly avoided rolling to the floor, but ended up in a sneezing fit because up close and personal, the couch smelled like a combo of woodsmoke and fabric cleaner of some kind. And his neck and thighs were both cramping, but he tried to not groan aloud.
“Yeah. You look totally comfy.” Teddy shook his head at Nick as he finished putting the game away and banking the fire. “Come on. Bed. I’ll even turn on the electric bed warmer for you.”
“We can share,” Nick said decisively. He’d slept next to men on planes and in various mission situations. Surely he could survive the temptation that was Teddy in a warm bed.
“Excellent.” Teddy’s eyes went dark and hot.

“To sleep,” Nick clarified.

“Darn. Can’t blame a guy for hoping?” Teddy gave him a smile over his shoulder as he led the way up to a cozy sleeping loft. A large, high sleigh bed that still looked too small for both of them dominated the room, piled high with colorful quilts. Teddy clambered onto the bed, crawling across it, muttering something about finding a controller but Nick was too transfixed on his bouncing ass to pay much attention to his words. It was surprisingly round and high and rather bitable and…

“See something you want?” Teddy glanced over his shoulder.

Busted. And he must have not been able to wipe the want off his expression fast enough because Teddy crawled back across the bed to kneel in front of where Nick stood, looking like some angelic offering. An offering Nick wasn’t sure he could turn down a second time.

“How about…” Teddy pitched his voice low and seductive, almost a whisper. “I get it, I’m not your type, but maybe I could turn off the lights and you could… I dunno…pretend? Just for tonight?”

“Never said you weren’t my type,” Nick said, voice like sandpaper. True, he’d been thinking just that an hour earlier, but Teddy not being his usual didn’t mean that Nick didn’t see his appeal or that the chemistry wasn’t there. And fuck, it would be so much easier if the chemistry between them didn’t crackle like the downstairs fire. His hand was apparently done taking orders from his brain that evening and reached out to stroke Teddy’s smooth jaw. “Just that it was a bad idea.”

“It’s an excellent idea.” Teddy stretched like a cat under Nick’s touch, eyes drifting shut, like he was every bit as hungry for Nick’s touch as he was to give it. And Nick gave up the fight with a groan. This was a terrible idea for all sorts of good, logical reasons, and things were likely to get awkward, but hell if he could bring himself to stop touching Teddy. He buried his hand in those golden curls, which were far softer than they looked.

And Teddy knew he’d won, closed the remaining distance between them and looped his arms around Nick’s neck. “Now do I get to tell you what I want?”

This time Nick laughed, long and low. “Yeah. You do.”

“Goody.” Teddy beamed at him. “But it’s probably gonna be easier to show you…”
With that, Teddy leaned in, slow enough that Nick could have stopped him if he’d been so inclined. Which he wasn’t. No, he’d made up his mind to have this thing. He’d deal with the consequences—and there would be consequences—like an adult, but for tonight, he was going to let himself have Teddy.





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Annabeth Albert grew up sneaking romance novels under the bed covers. Now, she devours all subgenres of romance out in the open—no flashlights required! When she’s not adding to her keeper shelf, she’s a multi-published Pacific Northwest romance writer. Emotionally complex, sexy, and funny stories are her favorites both to read and to write. Her critically acclaimed and fan-favorite LGBTQ romance series include the #OutOfUniform, #Gaymers, #PortlandHeat, #RainbowCove and #PerfectHarmony series.

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4.25 out of 5 stars

Better Not Pout by Annabeth Albert is a contemporary adult gay military romance that follows Sergeant Major Nicholas (Nick) Nowicki as he copes with not only being conscripted to portray Santa Claus for a few weeks but also dealing with the forced end of his twenty-eight-year military police career and the prospect of moving to a warmer locale. The ebullient elf to his Santa, Theodore (Teddy) MacNally, is younger, loves his hometown, and adores the holiday season. They have nothing in common, but forced proximity could make this a Christmas to remember.

This story does a wonderful job of evoking winter and the hustle and bustle of the holidays. The evolution of the relationship between an older rigid career soldier and a younger tender-hearted man with a degree in social work is delightful to follow, enhanced by the flame that stubbornly grows, despite concerted efforts to ignore the attraction. I love that Nick tempers Teddy’s boundless enthusiasm and rush to completion and it was wonderful to see how they complement each other and get past their respective painful pasts.

Alternating points of view give insights into each man’s thoughts and each has a chance to showcase his talents and prowess at his chosen profession. There are lovely “aw” moments as well as a few heartstopping ones, and the heat that develops between the pair seems natural and probable. This is a feel-good and fun story and I daresay you will be humming a certain seasonal tune for a while after reading it.

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Wednesday, November 7, 2018

Soul Song by Mikea Howard (Spotlight, excerpt, review, and GIVEAWAY) GFT ADULT title




by Mikea Howard

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GENRE:   Fantasy/paranormal

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BLURB:

Dottie thought she had it all: a successful singing career, a handsome fiancé, and a starlet’s wardrobe. Sudden betrayal brought it all crashing down around her. Those she trusted most played her as nothing more than a pawn. One misstep while fleeing the scene trapped her in another world alone, save a mysterious visitor.

Guatimozin, an eagle shifter, has spent ages assisting people through the realm between life and death, leading them to join loved ones on either side. No one had ever made him want anything for himself until he discovered this city girl.
Forces plot against them and time is short. Soon, their chance for a happily ever after will be too late.


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EXCERPT


Dottie wiped the tears from her face. Damn him, and damn his floosy too. She’d do what her mother constantly threatened her stepdad with, and remove his cock to wear it proudly on a chain around her neck.

I jus’ gotta find a way out of this kooky forest first.

Making her way back onto her feet, she dusted off her dress in a mindless motion. The fabric passed beneath her strokes smooth and dirt free. She studied the once vibrant red dress she’d worn on stage. The satin now appeared drab and colorless. Her bare feet peeked from beneath its hem, as clean as the moment she’d dabbed them dry from her bath. The blind sprint from her dressing room, across town, and up the hill, should have left them covered in filth.

In exasperation, she threw her arms in the air. “Swell. I mus’ be dead and I’m . . .”

She moved away from the tree to scrutinize her surroundings. As much as Dottie hoped she’d end up in heaven, her mother always insisted that, as a willful child trying to pass as something she wasn’t, her final destination would be a bit further down.
The sensation of electricity passing through the air made every hair stand on end as a matter-of-fact reply came from behind. “No, you aren’t dead, but you’re not exactly alive either. You’re in a realm known as the in-between.”

Spinning around, Dottie came face to face with a stranger. Like the tree, he appeared in color, only he wasn’t pink and purple. Instead, a tall man with reddish tan skin, swirling silver eyes, and waist length striking black hair, stared at her as though regarding a ghost. Thick muscular arms crossed over his chest as his shocked expression ease into a slow smirk, highlighting the defined beak-like nose, high cheekbones, and strong chin framing his mouth.

Nervously licking her lips, she couldn’t help but muse, Di Mi. Well hello, sailor.




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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Writing under Mikea Howard, we are actually Mindy Howard and Kelly Smith, sisters-in-law who share a love for romance, usually paranormal. We have spent the last several years reading and sharing books as well as authors, often making comments about how we'd love to write our own when we ran out of things to read.
While based on our TBR piles, we have not run out of reading material, yet we decided to write when the muse hit Kelly with a dystopian diesel world and an opening scene with the heroine running out into the woods. Mindy then saw her hero step in, and The Diesel War series was born.
Mindy is an IT professional at a telecom company. She is married to a musician and teacher, who also happens to be Kelly's brother. She has one adult son and is living out west.
Kelly is a Registered Nurse working in maternal-fetal medicine. She has a great husband, who happens to be Mindy's husband's best friend. She has one son in high school, one daughter in middle school, and is living on the east coast.

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My review:


3.5 out of 5 stars


Soul Song by Mikea Howard is an adult dystopic paranormal romance that is part of the ‘Soul Mate Tree’ series. Singer Dorothea (Dottie) flees from her fiance’s betrayal and inexplicably ends up in an odd land sheltered by an unusual tree. Her unexpected connection to Guatimozin, an eagle shifter in service to the horned god who she meets at the tree, gives her hope that her life is going to change for the better, but she has to figure out why she’s being hunted and how to survive long enough to explore a relationship with the sexy shifter.

This story is an unusual mixture of genres as humans and shifters sometimes coexist in various enclaves formed from remnants of the States. I think there is a lot of backstory that is alluded to and I am not sure whether there are other stories connected to this particular tale that go into more detail.

I like the diversity present, both in terms of race and types of shifters, and I was delighted to get a peek into the nature of the tree. The quaint colloquialisms used by the heroine and some of those she interacts with were interesting and I am entertained by the idea of using “applesauce” as a more benign epithet, lol. I didn’t quite grasp the bad guys’ motivations, except for greed, nor understand how society functioned in this universe or even what brought it to this point. Hopefully, there will be a longer version of the story that goes into more detail and will showcase even more creativity from this imaginative writing duo.

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Monday, November 5, 2018

Boy Next Door (Hot Off the Ice #5) by A. E. Wasp (Book Blast, excerpt, and review) GBP ADULT title




(Hot Off the Ice #5)
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A. E. Wasp
 ADULT  title

Self-Published
Cover Artist: Ana Phoenix
Genre/s: Contemporary Gay Romance
Heat Rating: 3.5 flames
Length: 100,000 words/432 pages

It is a standalone book.


This is a story about losing the path and finding yourself. 

It contains kissing, yelling, spanking, and carb-loaded family interventions.



Blurb

Hockey superstar Joey Luciano has always been good at being whatever people needed him to be. The fans want a good-looking fast-living party boy? Enter ‘the Looch,’ Joey’s carefully created public persona. But the cracks in his mask are starting to show, and he’s begun to lose touch with who he really is. It’s going to take someone who’s been there from the very beginning, to help him find his way home.

Coach Liam O’Reilly always had a very clear picture of what his life should look like. Falling in love with the infuriating, passionate, stubborn, and endlessly fascinating boy next door was not part of the plan. But when Liam’s carefully constructed life fell apart one Christmas Eve, Joey Luciano was there to pick up the pieces. Now Liam can't stop wanting him.

The passion blazing between them on the ice and behind closed doors could leave both of them badly burned. But through the smoke, Liam can see glimpses of a future brighter than any he’d imagined, a future worth risking his career and reputation for, if only he is brave enough to reach for it.

But Joey’s got a secret he’s keeping from everyone. If it gets out, it could be the end of everything.

  
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Excerpt

“Hey,” Joey said, looking up from his phone as Liam fell into the bathroom. “Took you long enough. I’ve been in this fucking bathroom for ten minutes. It’s not that nice. One of those for me?”

“Fucking hell,” Liam said.

Those were the first words he’d spoken to Joey since Christmas Day. Jerk. Stupid gorgeous jerk.

”Okay, then.” Joey reached for one of the shot glasses and downed it, coughing a little from the tequila burn. He’d been expecting whiskey. “Tequila?” Bad things happened when they drank tequila.

Liam nodded and poured the other shot down his throat.

“Gina?”

“Who else?”

Who else but his big sister would do that? Of course, he’d known they were planning on trapping him in the bathroom. He’d also known Liam would do what they wanted, too. The O’Reilly-Luciano double-team had a ninety-five percent success rate.

He’d gone along with it because someplace, not even that deep inside, he desperately wanted to see Liam again. To see if Liam would still have the same effect on him as he had since puberty. Joey licked the last drop of alcohol off his lips, feeling a tingle of lust when Liam dropped his gaze to Joey’s mouth. Yeah. Still, the same effect. Stupid, good-looking smug bastard.

Liam set his glass on the counter with a thud, and then closed the distance between them, forcing Joey to look up to meet his eyes. Sometimes Joey really hated being four inches shorter than him.

“Nice outfit,” Liam said taking in the remains of Joey’s hastily-constructed pirate costume; red and black striped nylon pants ending in a ragged cuff just below the knee, black patent-leather Doc Martin boots, and a wide gold sash tied around his waist. He’d lost his shirt somewhere in the club. The way Liam couldn’t tear his eyes away from Joey’s tattoos made the loss of the two hundred dollar shirt totally worth it.

Liam picked up the end of the sash, sliding the silky material through his fingers. “How come every time I see you, you’re wearing some kind of costume?” Last time they’d met, Joey had been dressed as Santa.

Liam, of course, was his normal GQ self in dark trousers, a white dress shirt, and one of his vast collection of purple ties. The perfect simplicity of his clothes making everyone else look like they were trying too hard.

“How come every time I see you, you’re overdressed?” Joey asked.

Liam ran his hand through his thick red hair. “At least I’m not wandering around half-naked, letting everybody and their brother get their eyes all over me.”

Joey’s jaw dropped. “Excuse me?”

Liam scowled. “It’s a snake pit out there. I got groped half a dozen times walking here.”

Joey leaned back against the water-splattered sink counter. He crossed his arms over his chest. “Your point is?”

Liam stepped close enough that their thighs brushed. Dropping his hand heavily on Joey’s shoulder, he watched transfixed as his thumb traced the curve of Joey’s collarbone. “My point is, that maybe I don’t like the idea of you getting pawed at by a room full of drunks and puck bunnies.”

Joey knocked Liam’s hand away. He had to be fucking kidding. “Tough shit.” Joey pushed himself upright, poking Liam in the center of his (distractingly firm) chest, hard enough to make him take a step backward. “You got no right to tell me what to do or not to do.”



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After time spent raising children, earning several college degrees, and traveling the world with the U.S. State Department, she is returning to her first love - writing.

A dreamer and an idealist, Amy writes about people finding connection in a world that can seem lonely and magic in a world that can seem all too mundane. She invites readers into her characters’ lives and worlds when they are their most vulnerable, their most human, living with the same hopes and fears we all have. An avid traveler who has lived in big cities and small towns in four different continents, Amy has found that time and distance are no barriers to love. She invites her readers to reach out and share how her characters have touched their lives or how the found families they have gathered around them have shaped their worlds.


Born on Long Island, NY, Amy has lived in Los Angeles, London, and Bangkok. She currently lives in a town suspiciously like Red Deer, Colorado.


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My review:


4.25 out of 5 stars

Boy Next Door by A.E. Wasp follows Joey (the Looch) Luciano in the aftermath of an explosive and life-changing Christmas Eve interlude. Finding his feet with a new team and a new coach should be easy…except for the fact that one of his coaches is Liam O’Reilly and their complicated relationship is not the only secret Joey is dealing with!

This adult gay sports romance is part of the ‘Hot Off the Ice’ series. The author vividly immerses one into the competitive world of ice hockey interspersed with chaotic glimpses of two boisterous families. I was fascinated by the mini stories told in the group texts at the beginnings of the chapters even as I was a bit overwhelmed by the sheer number of folks who are all interconnected. There is a helpful list of characters as well as a glossary of hockey terms at the beginning of the story, but being impatient, I skimmed over most of that. If you’re new to the series like I am, it may help to look over the connections but it is possible to eventually work out who is related to who as the story progresses.

There are so many fun threads in this book, and the charisma (and sex appeal) abounds—across generations. I was a bit frustrated that one character is not really punished for his intrusive and inconsiderate actions. There are multiple tropes involved, including and older/younger and out/closeted relationship, work fraternization, family drama, mild BDSM, and sports romance. The action is fast and furious (on and off the ice) and the story stands alone but definitely engenders a curiosity about previous events. I’m not a hockey fan, but I enjoyed this story and want to read more about all of these folks.

A copy of this story was provided to me for review