Teddy’s Boys – Introducing Gabe

Teddy’s Boys is my new project for Kindle Vella, a serial reading platform coming to Amazon this summer.

I thought it might be fun to introduce some of the characters, starting with Gabe:

“My name’s not Boggy,” the guy pressed to my side grumbles, but I notice he doesn’t try to move away from me or shift my arm off his shoulders. It’s comfortable there, I have to admit. He’s an inch or two shorter than Charlie, so it’s not a stretch. His body’s firm under a hoodie it’s too warm to be wearing today. He’s not as fit as Charlie, but I can feel the muscle in his shoulders and neck under my arm. He’s nice and warm for a water mage, and damn, but he smells good. Not dank and moldy like someone called Boggy should. He smells like cut grass and linen and cloves.

“It’s not?” Charlie asks.

“No. It’s Gabe. Gabriel Tate-Wilson. I’ve been in your classes for two fucking years, Charlie Miller.”

“Oh, sorry,” Charlie says, spots of color rising to stain his cheeks. I snigger at him before turning my head to look at the face so close to mine. It’s a nice face, all strong planes and angles around a pair of shifting, blue-green eyes. Not as open and friendly as Charlie’s. Not as cruelly beautiful as Darwin’s. It’s a face still stained with blood under his nose and in the scrubble on his chin, which fades as he meets my eyes. It’s a face I could like. 

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Max’s Bumble – Sneak Peek II

Struggling while you’re waiting for the next story in the Daddy P.I. series? I know the feeling! I honestly cannot write these books fast enough. I need to know what happens, too!

To feed everyone’s need, here’s an excerpt from Max’s Bumble. Warning, this scene contains spoilers for Daddy P.I. 2.0.

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Review – The Death Club

If you’re in the mood for a little gratuitous violence, a long, smoking hot, slow build, and narrators just as crazy as Harley Quinn, give The Death Club a try. It is out there.

The Death Club by Caroline Peckham and Susanne Valetti

I will say up front that this book is not going to be for everyone. And if someone made the case to me that it’s more erotic horror than dark romance, I might be inclined to agree with them. There’s a ton of killing in this book and some of it is graphic.

But if you’re in the mood for a little gratuitous violence, a long, smoking hot, slow build, and narrators just as crazy as Harley Quinn, give The Death Club a try. It is out there.

I was immediately pulled in by the very fresh authorial voice and tone of the book and the point-of-view characters. They’re all nuts. In different ways, but completely nuts. Their nuttiness is complementary in the end, and I really liked the way they ended up playing off each other.

There’s a fairly significant age gap between the characters (about 10 years) and I liked the way the authors didn’t back away from the difference in life experience between Brooklyn and the two men. I also liked the common ground they found and the way the men come together in wanting to protect and nurture Brooklyn (even if their nurturing is not exactly what we might think of as wholesome).

There are suggestions of kink, mostly in Brooklyn’s thoughts, that I hope will come to fruition in Book 2.

Book 2 in the duet is out in June, but I suspect it will end up being a menage story. I really like the pairing of Brooklyn with her two killers and although I’m not sure I can envision a happy ending for them, I really hope they get it.

Buy The Death Club here. Free to read in Kindle Unlimited.

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