CIRCLE OF FRIENDS ~ February 2018 #gayromancenovels #mmromance

via CIRCLE OF FRIENDS ~ February 2018 #gayromancenovels #mmromance

Nic Starr chats about some of her favourite reads this month. Have you read any of these? Do you have some favourites of your own to share? They don’t have to be BecauseTwoMenAreBetterThanOne authors :).

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On the Red Carpet – J Scott Coatsworth new release + Giveaway

Lander
J. Scott Coatsworth
has a new MM Sci Fi book out:

Sometimes the world needs saving twice.

In the sequel to the Rainbow-Award-winning Skythane, Xander and Jameson thought they’d fulfilled their destiny when they brought the worlds of Oberon and Titania back together, but their short-lived moment of triumph is over.

Reunification has thrown the world into chaos. A great storm ravaged Xander’s kingdom of Gaelan, leaving the winged skythane people struggling to survive. Their old enemy, Obercorp, is biding its time, waiting to strike. And to the north, a dangerous new adversary gathers strength, while an unexpected ally awaits them.

In the midst of it all, Xander’s ex Alix returns, and Xander and Jameson discover that their love for each other may have been drug-induced.

Are they truly destined for each other, or is what they feel concocted? And can they face an even greater challenge when their world needs them most?

The Oberon Cycle: Book Two

About the Oberon Cycle:

Xander is a skythane man whose wings have always been a liability on the lander-dominated half world of Oberon.

Jameson is a lander who has been sent to Oberon to find out why the supply of the psycho-amoratic drug pith has dropped off.

What neither knows is that they have a shared destiny that will change the two of them – and all of Oberon – forever.

Dreamspinner – eBook | Dreamspinner – Paperback


Giveaway

Scott is giving away a $25 Amazon gift certificate and three copies of his queer sci fi eBook “The Stark Divide.”

a Rafflecopter giveaway


Excerpt

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Xander stared at the torrent of water pouring over the cavern entrance. Somewhere out there, Quince and the others were lost in the storm.

“What happened to everyone else?” Jameson shouted, putting his hand on Xander’s shoulder.

“I don’t know. Last I saw them was before the lightning strike.” How had things changed so quickly?

Jameson started toward the exit. “We have to look for them!”

Xander pulled him back.

Jameson’s eyes were wild.

He squeezed Jameson’s hands, trying to reassure him. “Hey, calm down. There’s nothing we can do right now.”

“We already lost Morgan.” Jameson’s eyes pleaded with him. “I can’t lose the rest of them.”

Xander shook his head. “It’s no use. We’ll never find them in this tempest. They’re seasoned veterans. They can take care of themselves. We’ll go looking after the storm passes.” The loss of Morgan weighed on him too, though he was less and less certain that Morgan had been a human boy at all.

Jameson looked doubtful.

Xander felt it too, but there really was nothing they could do. “Hey, it’s gonna be all right.” He pulled Jameson to him, enfolding the two of them with his wings. Jameson was soaked, but Xander didn’t care.

Jameson nodded against his chest. “You’re right. Gods, I know you’re right. I’m sorry. I thought we were done with all this.”

Xander held him out at arm’s length. “Gods, huh? We’re doing the plural thing now?”

Jameson gave him a half smile. “Trying it out? When in Rome….”

“How’s your hearing?”

Jameson cocked his head. “It’s better. But everything sounds muffled.”

Xander nodded. “I can tell.”

Jameson blushed. “Am I talking too loud?”

“Just a little.”

Jameson smiled sheepishly. “It’s weird. It feels like my ears are full of water.”

Xander kissed him gently. “It’ll pass.” He looked around the cavern at last, his eyes gradually adjusting to the dim blue light.

The place was a faeryland, filled with rows of golden stalactites and stalagmites, like the bulwarks of an eldritch castle. Each one was a miracle of minute detail, like candle wax dripped from above. The whole cavern was lit by a turquoise-blue glow.

Xander looked around for the source. It came from pools of water on either side of the cavern. The scintillating light shimmered along the walls, creating complex, ever-changing patterns.

“Look, Jameson… it’s beautiful.” They were both a muddy mess. “We’re stuck here until the storm blows itself out. Why don’t we get cleaned up and try to rest? Then we can figure out what to do next. We have a long flight to Gaelan.” He was still shivering from the rain.

“A bath sounds like heaven.” Jameson let Xander lead him to one of the glowing ponds.

“Do you think it’s safe to go in?” Xander asked, pulling off his boots and testing the water with his toes. It was warm.

Jameson looked queasy, but then he smiled. “They called them faery ponds. There’s a microscopic organism that makes the light. It’s harmless, but beautiful.” He grinned. “Romantic, even.”

Ah, that’s how you knew this place. “You’ve been here before, haven’t you?” he said, slowly and clearly, gesturing to indicate Jameson and the cavern. His own generational memories were still fleeting, occasional things.

Jameson’s smile fled. He shrugged. “Not me personally….”

“Shhh. I know.” If he closed his eyes and focused, he could see this place too, but he seemed to be able to block them out when they were inconvenient. “Too many memories.” Xander pointed at his head.

Jameson nodded. He looked relieved. He reached out and pulled Xander close, his hands warm on Xander’s waist.

Xander slipped his arms around Jameson and kissed him once, twice. He wrinkled his nose. “You’re filthy and you stink! So do I.” He held up his shirt as proof. It was covered in mud stains.

Jameson laughed. “We can fix that.”

He helped Jameson unlace the sides of his shirt, pulling it off to reveal the naked skin underneath. Jameson returned the favor, his hands lingering for a moment before withdrawing to pull down his own pants.

They shucked their wet and dirty clothes and descended into the water. It was surprisingly warm, silky and smooth around Xander’s waist.

The pool was about three meters across and sloped down to about a meter deep at the far end. There was a warm, gentle current drifting past Xander’s legs, and the stone beneath his feet had been worn smooth by water and time.

Xander washed the grime off his skin, and it drifted off into the water around him.

Jameson pulled him in deeper and gestured for him to lower his head.

Xander lay in Jameson’s arms, and warm water washed over him, carrying the mud and dirt out of his hair. Jameson massaged his scalp, pulling away the twigs and bits of gunk he’d accumulated on the mad run through the forest in the storm.

Xander’s desire threatened to overwhelm him at Jameson’s gentle touch. He dipped his face into the water and rinsed off. It was so fucking good to get clean.

He shook his head, splashing Jameson, who shot him an aggrieved look.

The look turned into a wicked grin, and Jameson splashed him back. Then they were going after each other and laughing, a fine mist of water flying through the air.

Damn, it’s good to hear you laugh again. Xander grabbed Jameson and kissed him, harder this time, and Jameson’s body responded. They fell back into the water, and Jameson was hard against him, his own need naked before Xander’s desire.

After all that had happened, Xander needed to feel human and alive again. He tugged Jameson back to the shallow part of the pool and pulled his skythane down on top of him, Jameson’s skin warm against his own.

He kissed Jameson’s neck and nibbled on his ear, eliciting a low moan.

Jameson wanted this as much as he did. He could tell.

For a long, slow, ecstatic hour, Xander forgot all about the storm.


Author Bio

ScottScott lives between the here and now and the what could be. Indoctrinated into fantasy and sci fi by his mother at the tender age of nine, he devoured her library. But as he grew up, he wondered where the people like him were.

He decided it was time to create the kinds of stories he couldn’t find at Waldenbooks. If there weren’t gay characters in his favorite genres, he would remake them to his own ends.

His friends say Scott’s brain works a little differently – he sees relationships between things that others miss, and gets more done in a day than most folks manage in a week. He seeks to transform traditional sci fi, fantasy, and contemporary worlds into something unexpected.

He runs Queer Sci Fi and QueeRomance Ink with his husband Mark, sites that bring queer people together to promote and celebrate fiction that reflects their own reality.

Website: https://www.jscottcoatsworth.com  
Facebook (Personal): https://www.facebook.com/jscottcoatsworth  
Facebook (Author Page): https://www.facebook.com/jscottcoatsworthauthor/  
Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/jscoatsworth  
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8392709.J_Scott_Coatsworth  
QueeRomance Ink: https://www.queeromanceink.com/mbm-book-author/j-scott-coatsworth/  
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/J.-Scott-Coatsworth/e/B011AFO4OQ

Freeman visits Joyfully Jay + Giveaway

Come on over and join me at Joyfully Jay’s this week, where they’re featuring my re-release of FREEMAN. I’m chatting about the essence of Freeman, one of my favourite heroes – the fact he turns out to be an Unreliable Narrator. There’s romance and mystery and suspense and drama in the story – but is everything what it really seems???

There are also TWO copies up for grabs, for the price of a comment at JAY’S POST.

I’d love to see you there 🙂

Freeman’s return to the city is quiet, without fuss. Another client: another case. He’ll source what they need and be on his way. But he’s been missed by more people than he thought: his ex-wife, his ex-lover, and his ex-business partner. And at least one of them wants him the hell gone again.

Freeman — private, controlled – just does his job. But when he strikes up an unusual friendship with the young runaway Kit, trouble comes looking for both men, ready to expose secrets that can destroy their fragile trust. Yet, for Kit, Freeman’s more than ready for the challenge.


Buy Links: amazon (your local store) / smashwords (all formats)
  

 

Age shall not wither me….

So here is my birthday cake from this year, beautifully crafted by a very talented friend, and bearing a strangely familiar resemblance to my favourite drink…

Before… and After the assorted Menfolk got at it :).
    

Go me *wink*!

And yes, any references to my age are hidden, because I know how scammers can get hold of that for their own advantage 😦 . Absolutely nothing to do with the fact I’m fighting it Every. Damn. Step. Of. The. Way LOL.

Exciting changes are coming!

I’ll be joining a Fab group of authors on this blog for regular fun, updates and guest posts from us all. Watch this space 😀

Because two men are better than one!

Man cheering

The Two Men blog is evolving!

The blog is now home to a dozen of your favourite m/m romance authors who will be visiting regularly. You can look forward to exclusive guests posts, exciting news, behind-the-scenes insights, giveaways and much more.

I’m excited to introduce you to the new Two Men authors, so watch this space over coming weeks to find out who will be joining in the fun. 🙂

Nic xx

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Free Fiction: What Not to Wear – SUNDAY (and the end)

As a fun New Year’s gift to my readers – a week of sexy snippets following lovers Doug and Beckett and their increasingly outrageous and very NSFW* behaviour in and out of the workplace :).

All of it inspired by, and accompanied with, their wardrobe of evil-minded logo T-shirts…

Come on over!
*PS Feel free to share, but this is only for 18+ readers, as it’s sexually explicit.

MONDAY
TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY
THURSDAY
FRIDAY
SATURDAY
SUNDAY

Free Fiction: What Not to Wear – SATURDAY

As a fun New Year’s gift to my readers – a week of sexy snippets following lovers Doug and Beckett and their increasingly outrageous and very NSFW* behaviour in and out of the workplace :).

All of it inspired by, and accompanied with, their wardrobe of evil-minded logo T-shirts…

Come on over!
*PS Feel free to share, but this is only for 18+ readers, as it’s sexually explicit.

MONDAY
TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY
THURSDAY
FRIDAY
SATURDAY

Free Fiction: What Not to Wear – FRIDAY

As a fun New Year’s gift to my readers – a week of sexy snippets following lovers Doug and Beckett and their increasingly outrageous and very NSFW* behaviour in and out of the workplace :).

All of it inspired by, and accompanied with, their wardrobe of evil-minded logo T-shirts…

Come on over!
*PS Feel free to share, but this is only for 18+ readers, as it’s sexually explicit.

MONDAY
TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY
THURSDAY
FRIDAY

 

Free Fiction: What Not to Wear – THURSDAY

As a fun New Year’s gift to my readers – a week of sexy snippets following lovers Doug and Beckett and their increasingly outrageous and very NSFW* behaviour in and out of the workplace :).

All of it inspired by, and accompanied with, their wardrobe of evil-minded logo T-shirts…

Come on over!
*PS Feel free to share, but this is only for 18+ readers, as it’s sexually explicit.

MONDAY
TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY
THURSDAY