A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Cover Reveal for Abaddon’s Locust by Don Travis

Title: Abaddon’s Locusts
Series: BJ Vinson Mysteries: Book 5
Author: Don Travis
Release Date: January 22, 2019
Category: Mystery
Pages: 279 (ebook), 290 (paperback)
Cover Artist: Maria Fanning


When B. J. Vinson, confidential investigator, learns his young friend, Jazz Penrod, has disappeared and has not been heard from in a month, he discovers some ominous emails. Jazz has been corresponding with a “Juan” through a dating site, and that single clue draws BJ and his significant other, Paul Barton, into the brutal but lucrative world of human trafficking.

Their trail leads to a mysterious Albuquerquean known only as Silver Wings, who protects the Bulgarian cartel that moves people—mostly the young and vulnerable—around the state to be sold into modern-day slavery, sexual and otherwise. Can BJ and Paul locate and expose Silver Wings without putting Jazz’s life in jeopardy? Hell, can they do so without putting themselves at risk? People start dying as BJ, Paul, and Henry Secatero, Jazz’s Navajo half-brother, get too close. To find the answer, bring down the ring, and save Jazz, they’ll need to locate the place where human trafficking ties into the Navajo Nation and the gay underground.

Buy Links:

Author Bio:

Don Travis is a man totally captivated by his adopted state of New Mexico. Each of his B. J. Vinson mystery novels features some region of the state as prominently as it does his protagonist, a gay ex-Marine, ex-cop turned confidential investigator. Don never made it to the Marines (three years in the Army was all he managed) and certainly didn’t join the Albuquerque Police Department. He thought he was a paint artist for a while, but ditched that for writing a few years back. A loner, he fulfills his social needs by attending SouthWest Writers meetings and teaching a weekly writing class at an Albuquerque community center.
Facebook: Don Travis
Twitter: @dontravis3

A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Cover Reveal Night Kiss by ET Malinowski

Title: Night Kiss
Series: BL Entertainment: Book One
Author: E.T. Malinowski
Release Date: January 8, 2019
Category: Paranormal
Pages: 433 (ebook), 440 (paperback)
Cover Artist: Kanaxa


What could be frightening enough to freeze the blood of a centuries-old Vampire turned K-pop idol?

Being bound to someone.

University student Cheong Jin-woo dreams of working in the arts, especially for BL Entertainment and his favorite band, Bam Kiseu. After seeing the band perform, Jin-woo separates from his friends to explore. What he discovers backstage will change his life.

Does he embrace it or run?

Jung Ki-tae has kept his secret for centuries—until a young fan interrupts his feeding. Even more disturbing is the instant bond Ki-tae feels with Jin-woo—a complication he refuses to allow. Yet resisting becomes increasingly difficult as Jin-woo and a group of students win the chance to make a video for the band, working closely with them for weeks. The obsession Ki-tae felt toward Jin-woo—even before tasting his blood—deepens into genuine feelings, feelings that terrify Ki-tae. But when he finds a way to break the bond, he’s torn between severing the connection and protecting Jin-woo….

Especially with a mysterious killer getting closer.

Buy Links:

Author Bio:

E.T. Malinowski is the youngest of seven girls. It was her love of reading that eventually led her to attempt writing. From there, a passion was born. She began writing romance in her early teens and, at that time, never dreamed of sharing her work with anyone. With the help of several dear friends, not to mention her ex-husband, she found the courage to take that last step toward publication.
As the single mother of three rambunctious boys, finding time to write is a bit difficult. Yet E.T. manages to do it, even if it’s on break or lunch at a regular day job. She has found her place in homoerotic romance. To her, love doesn’t recognize gender boundaries and is always special.
An avid reader, E.T. finds inspiration in all her favorite genres, from mainstream romance by her favorite authors to Japanese manga and anime. To her, even the classic fairy tales hold that spark of motivation, and if there is one thing she has learned from her many years of writing solely for herself, it’s this: never deny the Muse, she gets cranky and pulls out the bullwhip.

A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Blog Tour: SJD Peterson for Calculated Magic!


OS: Welcome to SJD Peterson!


On Second Thought

Originally, I planned to write this post on all the good things I would do for myself (and some bad things to a few) if I had magical powers. However after watching the aftermath of destruction hurricane Michael left in its wake, I’ve had to reconsider.
I’ve been grumbling about how Daisy Dump takes up so much of my time and energy, yet she provides me with walls and a roof. It’s been raining here off and on for two weeks and I haven’t been able to get out and do my yard work, but at least after each rain, the water seeps quietly back into the ground, not fill my house. Agnes has been a very naughty dog. She chewed up my sock and piddled on the kitchen floor. Yet, I know where she is. She is safe, has a yard to run and play in, food in her belly and a warm bed to snuggle in at night. After Michael, so many pets were left homeless, hungry, wandering and lost or in sweltering cages.
I planned on writing this post on how I would benefit if I had magical powers. On second thought, I would use them to heal those affected by Michael. For the next 6 weeks a percentage of my new novel Calculated Magic, will be donated to the relief fund.

~Hugs and stay strong Florida~

Never too late for love.
Three-hundred-and-fifty-year-old warlock Tikron must find his true love or forfeit his immortality. But if he hasn’t found his ideal mate in all these centuries, the prospects don’t look too bright.
That is, until he sees mathematician Richard Beaumont. It’s love at first sight and Tikron’s future just go a whole lot brighter.
Except Richard doesn’t believe in love at first sight. He doesn’t believe in love at all. He certainly doesn’t believe in magic. His life is ruled by statistics and logic, and they tell him a relationship with Tikron has only a 10 percent chance of success. That’s unacceptable—even if the attraction between them is off the charts.
With his powers waning and the clock ticking down, Tikron’s last hope is showing Richard the true meaning of magic.

Buy Link:

SJD Peterson, better known as Jo, hails from Michigan. Not the best place to live for someone who hates the cold and snow. When not reading or writing, Jo can be found close to the heater checking out NHL stats and watching the Red Wings kick a little butt. Can’t cook, misses the clothes hamper nine out of ten tries, but is handy with power tools.

Visit Jo on
Twitter: @SJDPeterson

A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Oil and Water by BA Tortuga Cover Reveal

Title: Oil and Water
Series: The Wildcatters: Book One
Author: BA Tortuga
Release Date: January 11, 2019
Pages: 144
Cover Artist: Alexandria Corza,


Oilman Max inherits a passel of trouble when his boss passes away and leaves him a house in England, a family full of squabbles, and a heck of a lot of money. He’s thinking London is the worst place on earth… until he meets Morgan.

Colorful, carefree, and a little crazy, Morgan is just what Max needs, and the two set out on the adventure of a lifetime, chasing pleasure wherever it takes them, learning that together they can make anything fun… and sexy.

Too bad reality has to set in, and Morgan’s multimillionaire father has a lot to say about what reality looks like. Will their different worlds conspire to separate them like oil and water?

First Edition published by Torquere Press, 2006.

Buy Links:

Author Bio:

BA Tortuga, Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy’s Girl, spends her days with her basset hounds, getting tattooed, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she’s not doing that, she’s writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting, and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA’s personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot, her best friend, Sean Michael, and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.
Having written everything from fist-fighting rednecks to hard-core cowboys to werewolves, BA does her damnedest to tell the stories of her heart, which was raised in Northeast Texas, but has heard the call of the high desert and lives in the Sandias. With books ranging from hard-hitting GLBT romance, to fiery ménages, to the most traditional of love stories, BA refuses to be pigeonholed by anyone but the voices in her head.
Twitter: @batortuga

A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Blog Tour: BA Tortuga for Long Black Cadillac


OS: Welcome to BA Tortuga!


Hey y’all. I’m BA Tortuga, resident redneck and lover of all things bitey.

I’m so stoked because I’ve added almost 15,000 words to my vampire novel, Long Black Cadillac and it’s releasing from Dreamspinner Press. It’s had some polish, some more background, and now Clay, Vince, Gryph, and Remy are back! To celebrate I’d like to share my top ten scary movies. (Because the wife and I are crazy about horror movies, and it’s fixin’ to be HALLOWEEN. :D)

1 Poltergeist. The original, not the remake. I’m not a remake girl. I saw that movie in the theater and that clown? OMG.
2 Halloween. There’s nothing better than Jamie Lee Curtis with her knitting and clothes hangers, y’all. NOTHING.
3 Deep Blue Sea. SHARK MOVIES ROCK. *ahem* Yes. Sharks. Go sharks.
4 Final Destination 3. Because burning to death while Rollercoaster of Love is playing makes me tickled.
5 The Descent. Talk about girl power and revenge, y’all. Damn.
6 Grave Encounters. Found footage movies are my jam, and this is one of the best. Bonus points for being in an asylum.
7 The Hunger. Don’t ask me how many 1000s of times I’ve seen this. Lesbian numminess and David Bowie, y’all.
8 Creepshow. I’m a huge Stephen King fan, and this one makes me happy in a dozen ways. Mainly for the very end.
9 The Conjuring. Jesus, y’all. This one scared the peewadding out of me.
10 The Haunting of Hill House. Whoa. This is one of the great haunted house movies.

Much love, y’all.



When cop-turned-vampire-hunter Vance is sent to eliminate a bloodsucker from the Louisiana swamps, he figures it’s just another day at the office.

But he has no idea what he’s getting into.

Clay is no ordinary vampire, and the spark he lights in battle-scarred Vance is anything but average. Clay should be the enemy, but Vance is powerless to fight something that feels so right… and so damn good. In Clay’s expert hands, Vance might realize he’s misjudged vampires and that donating a little blood can be sexy as hell.

Clay might even ride to the rescue and save his new love when Vance’s mission goes south and Vance becomes the hunted instead of the hunter. Along with his human familiar, a crazy Cajun named Remy, and the enigmatic older vampire Gryphon, Clay must get to Vance before it’s too late. Then they can find the man who betrayed Vance and take their revenge.

But faced with lies and motives darker than they ever imagined, they’ll have to wade through blood and fight their way to a happily ever after….

Dreamspinner Press:

You can find BA at:


BA Tortuga bio:

Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy’s Girl, BA Tortuga spends her days with her basset hounds and her beloved wife, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she’s not doing that, she’s writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA’s personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.

Having written everything from fist-fighting rednecks to hard-core cowboys to werewolves, BA does her damnedest to tell the stories of her heart, which was raised in Northeast Texas, but has heard the call of the high desert and lives in the Sandias. With books ranging from hard-hitting GLBT romance, to fiery menages, to the most traditional of love stories, BA refuses to be pigeon-holed by anyone but the voices in her head.

A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Guest Post: Joe Cosentino with Holiday Tales!

OS: Welcome to Joe Cosentino here today to talk about Holiday Tales!


An Interview with Vasily Volkov, a character in Joe Cosentino’s Holiday Tales from Fairyland, the second Tales from Fairyland e-book novella and Tales from Fairyland Anthology paperback

Since the readers can’t see you, what do you look like Vasily?

I’m twenty, tall, lean, and strong with auburn hair, olive-colored skin, and sapphire eyes.

Where do you live?

In the Yagaville Orphanize in Fairyland, where I was left as a child. I work in the kitchen.

How does it feel to be out (no pun intended) of the new novella, Holiday Tales from Fairyland, by Joe Cosentino?

It’s great to get out of the kitchen.

Were you in Joe Cosentino’s popular The Naked Prince and Other Tales from Fairyland published by Dreamspinner Press? And how did the new stories come about?

No, mine is the Vasillisa, the Beautiful story. That first novella was Joe’s comic gay take on Cinderella, Jack and the Beanstalk, Pinocchio, Goldie Locks and the Three Bears, and The Snow Queen. I, and the readers who loved The Naked Prince and Other Tales from Fairyland, kept whispering in Joe’s ear, and Holiday Tales from Fairyland was born. Also, Joe told me he missed Fairyland and couldn’t wait to come back. I don’t blame him. My home is a wonderful place. LGBT people aren’t represented in traditional fairytales. Joe changed all that in his tales from Fairyland.

Your story takes place on Winter Solstice. What is it that you love about that holiday?

The air is cold, and the trees are bare. I love watching a handsome mystery man ride by my orphanage in white on a white horse to announce the morning, in red on a red horse to proclaim the afternoon, and in black on a black horse to signal the night.

Tell us about your story in Holiday Tales from Fairyland?

I am being tormented by the priest who runs the orphanage. So I gaze out the window each day at a mysterious, handsome man who rides by my orphanage each morning, noon, and night. Upon following him, I discover the man is a prince under the powers of Baba Yaga. Can I rescue my tortured Prince Anton from the witch’s conversion therapy and dance around his pole on May Day? Story three spills the winter beans.

Tell us about Prince Anton.

He’s my winter solstice. Prince Anton has long black hair, cherry cheeks, a muscular frame, and piercing emerald eyes. Though he is bewitched by Baba Yaga, his kind heart, goodness, and love for me come through like the sun through the barren tree branches.

Who are the other characters in your story besides Prince Anton, Baba Yaga the witch, the priest who manages your orphanage, and you?

Baba Yaga’s two henchmen. You’ll have to read the story to find out who partners with whom in the end? You’ll definitely be surprised!

What are the other stories in the novella?

The first story takes place on Halloween. Ichabod Crane, a young schoolteacher, has a boner over sexy and muscular farmer Brom Bones. When the residents of the homophobic Sleepy Hollow aren’t happy about it, the headless horseman rides into town. Will Ichabod fall off his horse into Brom’s strong, rescuing arms, teaching the town folk a lesson in acceptance they’ll never forget? You’ll see! In story two on Christmas, hunky Cavalier P.I. receives a visit from a new client, handsome young Fritz. Somebody strangled Fritz’s sister Clara with the ribbons of her toe shoes, and Fritz is the top suspect. But he seems more interested in the bulge in Cavalier’s tights than in getting himself off the hook. When Cavalier turns sweet on Fritz, it’s time for the private investigator to question his old dance partner the Sugar Plum Fairy, Clara’s husband the Nutcracker, Fritz’s other sister Louise, and Fritz’s Godpapa Drosselmeyer to save his intended, and find out: Who Killed Clara?

Fairyland is a very gay place.

The gayest. It’s Fairyland after all!

Tell us about the heroes in the other two stories.

Ichabod Crane is a young schoolteacher whose heart has been stolen by the town hunk, Brom Bones. Ichabod not only needs to win over the man he loves, but also win over the hearts and minds of the bigoted residents of Sleepy Hollow. Cavalier is a terrific private investigator who is seeking the perfect dance partner in Fritz, his gorgeous, young, and mysterious client.

Any chance you’ll be pairing in the future with Cavalier or Ichabod?

No. I’m a one-man man. And that man is Prince Anton of Rider Village, Fairyland.

Are you excited about the paperback of the entire Fairyland Collection?

So excited! What I hope is that everyone reads and these funny, sexy, heartwarming, romantic, fairytales. They will no doubt bring you back to better, joyous times. I also hope the movie studio producing those amazing animated fairytales finally realizes that fairytales should include everyone—including the bewitched prince who finds true love!

What other stories has Joe published?

I’m not in them, but they are still terrific. For Dreamspinner Press, In My Heart: An Infatuation & A Shooting Star (Rainbow Award Honorable Mention) are loosely based on Joe’s high school and college years. His popular, heartwarming Bobby and Paolo Holiday Stories are A Home for the Holidays (which takes place on the gorgeous and romantic island of Capri), The Perfect Gift, and The First Noel (releasing 12/7). There Joe goes again writing about the holidays!

And Joe has two award-winning mystery series with other publishers.

I’m not in those either. Reviewers called his Nicky and Noah mysteries “the funniest books ever written,” captivating mysteries,” and “The Hardy Boys meets Murder She Wrote meets Hart to Hart.” Adorable couple, college theatre professors Nicky and Noah, solve murder mysteries on their Treemeadow College (named about gay couple Tree and Meadow) campus and on tour in Drama Queen, Drama Muscle (Rainbow Award Honorable Mention), Drama Cruise, Drama Luau, Drama Detective, Drama Fraternity, Drama Castle (releasing 2/1/19). His popular Jana Lane mysteries (The Wild Rose Press) feature an ex-child movie star making a movie comeback and solving murder mysteries on set. Jana has a gay agent and gay best friend who provide lots of gay humor. The five novels are Paper Doll, Porcelain Doll, Satin Doll, China Doll, and Rag Doll.

Joe also wrote the Cozzi Cove series published by NineStar Press.

I’m not in those either! Cal Cozzi runs a gay resort on the New Jersey Shore. We get his story and the sexy, entertaining, and often surprising stories of his gay residents each summer. The novels are Cozzi Cove: Bouncing Back (Rainbow Award Honorable Mention), Cozzi Cove: Moving Forward, Cozzi Cove: Stepping Out, Cozzi Cove: New Beginnings, and Cozzi Cove: Happy Endings.

How does Joe, a college professor/department chair, find the time to write all these books?

Characters like me tell him what to write.

How do you deal with bad reviews?

Reviews for Holiday Tales from Fairyland have all been good so far. If/when bad ones come, reviewers, as the expression goes, “Careful what you put out there, karma’s a bitch.”

You have a hot love scene with Prince Anton. How did you handle that?

The expression of our love under a time of incredible trial for us was beautiful and magical. We are a true Fairyland love story.

What frustrates you?

Witches who use conversion therapy, torturing gay people in an unsuccessful attempt to try to turn them straight.

How can your readers contact you?

Through Joe. He loves hearing from readers. They can contact us at:

the second Tales from Fairyland e-book novella


It’s holiday time in Fairyland. On Halloween, Ichabod Crane, a young schoolteacher, has a boner over sexy and muscular farmer Brom Bones. When the residents of the homophobic Sleepy Hollow aren’t happy about it, the headless horseman rides into town. Will Ichabod fall off his horse into Brom’s strong, rescuing arms, teaching the townsfolk a lesson in acceptance they’ll never forget? On Christmas, hunky Cavalier P.I. receives a visit from a new client, handsome young Fritz. Somebody strangled Fritz’s sister Clara with the ribbons of her toe shoes, and Fritz is the top suspect. But he seems more interested in the bulge in Cavalier’s tights than in getting himself off the hook. When Cavalier turns sweet on Fritz, it’s time for the private investigator to question his old dance partner the Sugar Plum Fairy, Clara’s husband the Nutcracker, Fritz’s other sister Louise, and Fritz’s Godpapa Drosselmeyer to save his intended and find out: Who Killed Clara? At Winter Solstice, young Vasily falls in love with a mysterious, handsome man who rides by his orphanage each morning, noon, and night. Upon following him, Vasily discovers the man is a prince under the powers of Baba Yaga. Can Vasily rescue his tortured Prince Anton from the witch’s conversion therapy and dance around his pole on May Day?


The Naked Prince and Other Tales from Fairyland and Holiday Tales from Fairyland paperback


Welcome to Fairyland, a magical place where your favorite fairytale characters come out on the other side of the rainbow. Poor and beautiful Cinder offers his clothes to a naked prince in the woods in a twist on the classic Cinderella tale. Eighteen-year-old Gideon Golden, after being thrown out of his home by his homophobic parents, breaks into the cottage of three irresistibly burly men on Bear Mountain. Romance ensues between that stringy guy with a growing appendage and the character with a thing for giants. A handsome but cold-hearted prince bewitches young Kieran into being his captive. Can Gaelen thaw the ice palace and save his love?
Then it’s holiday time in Fairyland. On Halloween, Ichabod Crane, a young schoolteacher, has a boner over muscular farmer Brom Bones. When the residents of Sleepy Hollow balk, the headless horseman rides into town teaching the townsfolk a lesson in acceptance they’ll never forget. Somebody strangled Fritz’s sister Clara with the ribbons of her toe shoes, and Fritz is the top suspect. When hunky Cavalier turns sweet on sweet Fritz, it’s time for the dancing private investigator to question everyone involved with Clara and the Nutcracker to find out who killed Clara? At Winter Solstice, can orphan Vasily rescue a tortured prince from Baba Yaga, releasing him from the witch’s conversion therapy, and dance around the prince’s pole on May Day?

Praise for The Naked Prince and Other Tales from Fairyland, the first Tales from Fairyland novella, published by Dreamspinner Press:
“This is a brilliant work, filled with imaginative twists and sly asides. This is adult literature, overflowing with sometimes gentle but often biting humor, and these fairy tales take on a new edginess without ever losing the morality underpinning each story. The Naked Prince and Other Tales from Fairyland gets my highest recommendation! If I could give it more than 5 Stars I would. Bravo, sir, bravo!” GGR Reviews
“Sometimes you are lucky enough to find an author that ticks every box you want as a reader, today I’m that lucky reader….a great saucy, fun collection and highly recommended.” Three Books over the Rainbow

“the stories are all well done and smart, engaging, funny and sweet.” Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words

“The Naked Prince and Other tales from Fairyland is a fun, hilarious collection of stories. Joe outdid himself taking old favorites from our childhood and putting a grown-up spin on them….If you like gay princes, sexy bears, giants, reporters, fairy tales, comedy, suspense, and, sweet, fun man-sex, this is for you.” Cathy Brockman Romance
“If you haven’t read anything by Cosentino, you don’t know what you are missing. His humor and penchant for drama bring these old favorites a new life as he ventures deep into Fairyland….If you love fairytales, you’ve got to read the naughty versions – they are even better!” Joyfully Jay Reviews
“I was most surprised by the author’s sense of humor and his ability to get me to not only laugh out loud, but actually to “belly laugh.” I highly recommend this to audiobook lovers, and especially to those who loved fairy tales in their childhood.” Hearts on Fire Reviews
“In this wickedly entertaining take on classic fairy tales, Joe Cosentino gives us four short stories full of all the characters you remember from storybooks – Cinderella, Pinocchio, Goldilocks, Captain Hook, Jack and the Beanstalk, Prince Charming and many more – but fair warning: This ain’t your childhood Cinderella. Welcome to a world where it isn’t Pinocchio’s nose that grows when he tells a lie. Goldilocks discovers three sexy daddy bears in the woods and ‘someone’s been sleeping in my bed’ takes on a whole other connotation. Jack is ‘very nimble’ but sadly also ‘amazingly quick’ and Prince Charming dons ‘palace protection’ for hot sex with Cinder. Extra bonus points for this wonderful quip: ‘I always suspected he had more down his throat than a frog.’” Gay Book Reviews
Joe Cosentino is the author of six novellas published by Dreamspinner Press: The Naked Prince and Other Tales from Fairyland (Open Skye Book Reviews Audiobook of the Month); the In My Heart series: An Infatuation & A Shooting Star; and the Bobby and Paolo Holiday Stories: A Home for the Holidays, The Perfect Gift, and The First Noel; the Nicky and Noah mysteries: Drama Queen (Divine Magazine’s Favorite LGBT Mystery), Drama Muscle (Rainbow Award Honorable Mention), Drama Cruise, Drama Luau, Drama Detective, Drama Fraternity; the Cozzi Cove series (NineStar Press): Cozzi Cove: Bouncing Back (Rainbow Award Honorable Mention/TBR Pile Book of the Month), Cozzi Cove: Moving Forward, Cozzi Cove: Stepping Out, Cozzi Cove: New Beginnings, and Cozzi Cove: Happy Endings; and the Jana Lane mysteries: Paper Doll, Porcelain Doll, Satin Doll, China Doll, and Rag Doll (The Wild Rose Press). As an actor, Joe appeared in principal roles in film, television, and theatre, opposite stars such as Bruce Willis, Rosie O’Donnell, Nathan Lane, Jason Robards, and Holland Taylor. He received his Master of Fine Arts degree from Goddard College, Master’s degree from SUNY New Paltz, and is currently a happily married college professor/department chair residing in New York State.


Excerpt of Holiday Tales from Fairyland, Tales from Fairyland Book 2, by Joe Cosentino

The sun streamed in from the window and covered Vasily’s olive-colored face. He ran to the window, jumped onto the stool, and leaned out as far as he could. As he had done every day that week, he gazed at the mysterious young man on a horse who rode by at sunup as if to announce the morning, at noon to proclaim midday, and at sunset to warn of the darkness of night.
Vasily felt his heart race as he gazed at the mystery man’s wide shoulders and muscular frame housed in a white tunic, britches, and flowing cape. His long jet-black hair flew behind him and his cherry cheeks seemed to burn in the frozen air as the man’s white horse sped him along the road past the orphanage.
Vasily cried out as the horse jumped over a frozen tree stump and came crashing down onto its side with its rider toppling onto his back nearby. He leapt off the stool, ran out of the kitchen and down the long, echoing hallway. Since everyone else was in the dining room, he flung open the heavy metal front door, and raced across the icy front lawn to the road. Though the horse had risen on shaky legs, the young man lay prostrate on the icy ground. Vasily tied the horse to the post. Then he struggled to lift the unconscious man into his arms and carried him inside the orphanage. Once in the kitchen, Vasily gently rested him on the rocking chair near the stone fireplace. After retrieving his blanket from the basement and quickly returning to the kitchen, Vasily covered the rider, and brought some hot tea from the fireplace. Then Vasily sat next to him on the stool and stroked the young man’s cold cheek until it was warm.
The stranger’s emerald eyes opened.
“You’re safe here,” Vasily said in a soothing voice. “Have some tea.” After the man drank the tea and Vasily returned the cup to the table, he said, “Are you feeling well?”
“I am now.”
Vasily couldn’t help noticing the man’s vacant, melancholy gaze. “You’re in the orphanage. Your horse is tied up outside.”
He started to rise but then sat again.
“You can rest here as long as you like. Are you hungry?”
He nodded. After Vasily served him breakfast, the man said, “That was delicious.”
“Thank you.” Vasily rested the plate on the table. “You took a nasty fall.”
“Yes, I guess I did.”
“Why do you ride your horse past our orphanage every morning, noon, and night?”
“I am following my instructions.”
“From whom?”
“Baga Yaga.”
Vasily had heard of the witch who lived at the tip of Yagaville. He wondered why she didn’t get a sundial. “What else do you do for her—besides riding to signal the morning, afternoon, and night?”
“I live in her cottage.”
“Do you like living there?”
“Then why do you stay?”
“I must.”
Vasily’s heart went out to the man who was clearly bewitched. “Why do you go back there?”
“It is Baba Yaga’s will.”
“Why not stay here? I’ll ask Father Boris if we can use another worker at the orphanage. If he meets you, I’m sure he’ll say yes.”
The man stood. “I must go.”
“Please stay.”
A tear stained his eye. He hesitated a moment. “I can’t.”
Vasily reached for his thick forearm. “At least tell me your name?”
“It has been a pleasure to meet you, Anton. I’m Vasily.”
He took Vasily’s hands and stared blankly into his eyes. “Thank you. You are a source of warmth for someone buried in ice. I hope our paths cross again.”
“So do I!”
When he was gone, Vasily hurried to the window and watched him ride off.

Giveaway: Post a comment about why you love fairytales. The one that sets us off into Fairyland will receive an Amazon gift code for The Naked Prince and Other Tales from Fairyland/Tales from Fairyland Book 1 audiobook, by Joe Cosentino, published by Dreamspinner Press, performed by Joel Leslie (Favorite Audiobook of the Month on Open Skye Book Reviews!).

A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Blog Tour: Heart Unheard by Andrew Grey


OS: Welcome Andrew Grey!


I am going to let you in on a secret. Whenever I am writing and I come to the part of the story that gets difficult… or when the story just sin;t coming to me, I sit back and pull up You Tube. There is particular video that I will watch over and over again. Its Mam Cass singling Make Your Own Kind of Music. Because that’s what I’m doing when I write. I’m not only making my music, but I’m allowing my characters to make their kind of music and that’s the very best part of what I get to do. And what I love most is when you read what I wrote, listen to my song, and then make it yours. There is nothing better than that. So in the words of the indomitable Mama Cass, Please Your Own Kind of Music, Sing Your Own Kind of Song…

Here’s a link if you want to listen to the rest:


An accident crushed Duncan’s Olympic dreams and landed him in a chair, but he knows it’s time to get his life back on track—and he has a plan in mind. Working with his friend Todd, an Olympic skeleton racer, on a promotional campaign will not only help Duncan regain some direction, but it’ll give Todd the financial boost he desperately needs. The sport Todd loves is draining his resources—so much so that he’s thinking of giving up racing just to make ends meet.
As the two men work together, their friendship blossoms into much more, and suddenly the future is looking brighter than it has in a long time. But just when love, happiness, and success seem within their grasp, the USOC steps in with plans to stop their campaign. That’ll mean an end not just to Duncan’s business, but to Todd’s dreams… and Duncan isn’t about to let that happen to the man who means everything to him.

Buy Links


Barnes and Noble

DreamSpinner Press


Duncan sighed. “Great. You’re taking me to church.” He closed the laptop and set it aside. “Wonderful. Maybe Henrietta Blodgett will be there, and she can tell everyone again what a shame it is that I got hurt and how you got stuck caring for me.” The old lady had been running her mouth in the community center kitchen when Duncan had gone out there to use the restroom because it was bigger and easier for him to get into.
His mother whirled around, her hands coming to her hips. “First thing, that woman is a menace and an old battle-ax. She can go to church all she wants, but her gossiping is going to send her straight to hell. And no matter what happens, you can’t let people like her get to you. There will always be folks who talk and give you the ‘poor little thing’ face. You think I haven’t seen it a million times since your father died?” She plated the eggs, set them in front of him, sat down, and patted his hand. “No matter what, you have to go on.”
Duncan took a bite and set his fork down. “If we aren’t going to church, then what are we doing?” It was Wednesday, and his mom usually had her ladies circle prayer group at lunch. She’d gone for years.
“Just finish your breakfast and clean up. Shave too. You’re all scruffy, and that isn’t a good look for you.”
She went about straightening up the kitchen as Duncan ate slowly. His appetite had been hit-or-miss for weeks, and it looked like today was one of those days where nothing seemed to taste very good. Not that he said anything to his mom. The eggs she made were good usually, but just not right now, not to him. Still, he finished them and put his plate on his lap to carry it over to the sink.
“Thanks, Mom.” He rolled out of the room and back to the bathroom. In the mirror, he saw he did look awful, his spotty red beard only adding to the disappointment in his eyes and demonstrating the fact that he didn’t really care about anything.
Ten minutes later, after washing up and brushing his teeth, he wheeled himself to his room and went about the daunting task of getting dressed. He was determined to do it on his own, dammit, and he did it. Granted, it was only sweatpants and a T-shirt, but they were on correctly. Duncan even managed shoes and socks, though that took a little more doing. Finally ready to go, he glided back into the living room, where his mother was dusting. “Let’s get this over with.”
His mom ignored the comment and picked up her purse.
Duncan left the house, rolling down the ramp and out to the car. He would have liked to be able to get a van that was equipped with a lift so he could get in the car and drive it himself, but that was way outside their budget. His mom had put in for one, but it was taking a lot of time to get approved. There were grants and things that would help with the cost, but they hadn’t come through yet.
He got into the passenger seat with help from his mom, and she put the chair in the back. Then she climbed in and pulled away from their small ranch-style house in the Milwaukee suburb of Brown Deer, heading out toward the main road.
“Mom, what’s the big secret?” he asked, turning toward her.
“No secret. I thought you could use some time to visit some friends.” She slowed as they approached a light and then turned into the drive of an auto repair garage.
Todd stepped out of one of the bays, smiling brightly.
As soon as she came to a stop, he hurried to his side of the car and pulled open the door. Todd leaned right in, hugging Duncan tightly even with the odd angles. “I came to see you after you were hurt, but they wouldn’t let me in. And then I had to go out on tour and to competitions and….”
Duncan returned the embrace, inhaling deeply as Todd’s rich scent, tinged with work and a touch of grease, filled his nose. Heat washed through him, and Duncan’s breath hitched for a second. He almost didn’t know what to make of his reaction. They stayed that way for longer than was necessary before Todd pulled back.
“I know. But you called, and that meant a lot.”
His mom, who had already opened her door and gotten out, came around the car and pulled Duncan’s chair out.
“What’s the deal?” Duncan asked.
“You remember when you and I used to work together on those old cars I brought home in high school? Well, I still work on them, you know that, and I was hoping you’d help me.”

About the Author

Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.
Andrew’s hobbies include collecting antiques, gardening, and leaving his dirty dishes anywhere but in the sink (particularly when writing) He considers himself blessed with an accepting family, fantastic friends, and the world’s most supportive and loving partner. Andrew currently lives in beautiful, historic Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Guest Post: A. Nybo with Three Bears!

OS Welcome to Anna Nybo!


G’day to everyone! It’s wonderful to be here today at Open Skye. Thanks so much for having me.

Since my story has a strong ocean component, I’ll let you in on something few people know. I have a condition where if you add sea water to me, I turn into a complete idiot, one that is a danger (to myself).

For example, one day I was snorkelling off Selingan Island just north of Sandakan, Borneo. The water was beautiful—warm and crystal clear. There was a wide variety of corals and fish to investigate just off shore. And investigate I did—for hours. At one point I swam too close to a sea anemone and a clown fish came bursting forth and swam straight at my goggles. It didn’t waver and I thought it was going to swim right into my face. Small as it might be, to have something swim directly at your face, at speed, is disconcerting. My instinctual attempt to dodge it probably looked like some slow motion cartoon character scrabbling to go around a corner during a chase.

I promptly burst out laughing. Not the wisest thing to do when under water, but sometimes you don’t get a choice whether to laugh or not, and this time was one of those ‘not’ times. I nearly choked to death on seawater and I reckon the salt might have reacted with my lungs, which probably now resemble beef jerky. Not a pretty thought—or image.

Snorkelling again, this time off Nusa Lembongan. I was swimming around—not having the best time I’d ever had. The water was nice and warm (no wetsuit required), but murkiness always puts a damper on snorkelling, making visibility low. There wasn’t a lot of coral or fish around and I soon found out why, when I came face to face with a barracuda.

Sensible people would probably swim away (unless of course you’re experienced in this kind of thing), but remember, I’ve had sea water added—I’m now lacking IQ points. What do I do? Yes! I follow it. Why? Because, it is shiny. And I do love shiny. No silver in the world can beat the sheer brilliance of a barracuda when it’s underwater.

Of course, I can’t swim anywhere near the speed of a barracuda, but that’s not a problem as it seems quite okay hanging out with me. I had the opportunity to check its needle sharp teeth out—ignorance being bliss and all that. It wasn’t until later I discovered they do tend to hang around people swimming, and they have been known to attack said people on occasion. However, it’s usually considered to be mistaken identity, often when the water is murky and visibility is low. Er, what now?

At Three Bears surf break, the attraction between a group of friends is anything but “Luke warm….”

Dan goes to stay with his best friend Josh in Margaret River, the surfing capital of Western Australia, to sort out his sexual confusion. But his best friend is the source of that confusion. Having never been attracted to a man other than Josh, Dan fears risking their friendship just to discover men aren’t his thing.

Within the first few days, Dan meets Luke, a local barista who offers him surf lessons. Dan soon finds himself emotionally coveting not one, but two men. When they go to Three Bears, his hidden desires begin to emerge. As the ambiguity of Dan’s mixed signals clears, it becomes apparent both of his surfing companions want him—badly.

It is only when Luke and Josh hook up that they formulate “Operation Three Bears,” an adventurous plan that might lead to a satisfying outcome for all of them.

Cover Artist
Alexandria Corza

Dan had already served up dinner and had left mine on the counter. He was sitting in front of the TV, plate in his lap. “How many people do you reckon dual-purpose those batik pens as mull pipes?”
I looked at the TV expecting a game show or something that would suggest which field that thought came from, but he was watching an Australian soap opera.
“Definitely no more than thirty-seven.” Giving him an answer to his bizarre questions seemed to mollify him, even though we both knew I had absolutely no facts on the subject. “What made you think of that?”
He shrugged and then waved his fork at the TV. “There was a guy in the background wearing one of those batik shirts from Bali.”
“Balinese batik is a bit full-on for a soapie isn’t it?”
Dan stared at me and then smirked. “Thinking of getting a job in wardrobe?”
“Don’t be fuckin’ stupid. Everyone at the winery chooses their own clothes.”
He laughed. “Just imagine if they had a wardrobe department at every place of employment.”
“Most places do. They call it a uniform.”
“How spectacularly boring.”
We fell into silence while we finished dinner, but I kept sneaking glances at him. Dan’s eyebrows were intensely expressive, and every time I looked at him, they were cocked in a slightly different way. Although they may have hinted what he was feeling about something, it was never clear what that something might be.
The next time I looked at him, his eyebrows were steepled, hinting at emotional pain. He was guarded when it came to his emotions, and I knew he wouldn’t tell me if I asked what he was thinking, but I was fairly sure it was nothing related to the program we were ostensibly watching. More often than not, his gaze was merely cast in the direction of the TV.
Since I’d spent most of dinner watching Dan, the moment I finished, I busied myself with kitchen duties. I couldn’t allow myself to fall into this trap with its gaping maw. Being sucked into it when I was younger, I knew the pain all too well, and my heart might not survive a second go around.
“Okay,” I said to draw Dan’s attention. I finished wiping down the counter. “I’m going to crash.”
He looked at the clock over the TV, and frowned when he turned back to look at me. “Feeling a little ragged Sleeping Beauty?” He smirked. “Or are you just hoping to feel the pea under the mattress, Princess?”
“Both.” I grinned.
An early night could only work in my favor. I clung to the hope I was just feeling horny today, and my reaction to Dan this afternoon was a momentary aberration that would disappear overnight.
“Oh, and don’t forget to suss out Luke for me. Like I said, I wanna know if he swings my way.” If Dan thought Luke might be bi or gay, I would pay the man a visit at the café and check him out myself. I could do a lot worse than having Luke as a fuck buddy. Now there was an image to take to bed with me.


Author Bio
A. Nybo has tried conventional methods (a psych degree and a GC in Forensic Mental Health) but far prefers the less conventional, such as the occasional barbecue in the rain, 400km drives at 1am for chocolate, and multiple emergency naps in any given 24hr period. Favourite things to do include that which can be seen (e.g. reading, writing, drawing, walking the dogs, travelling) and that which can’t, such as dreaming (both awake and asleep).
Western Australian born, she has been spotted on the other side of the planet several times–usually by mosquitoes. And discovered Amazonian mosquitoes love her just as much as they do in her home state.

She can be contacted at:

Twitter: @anybo5





Buy Links


A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Cover Reveal for Sean Michael’s Home and Heart

Title: Home and Heart
Author: Sean Michael
Release Date: December 25, 2018
Category: BDSM, M/M/M and More, Contemporary
Pages: 194 (ebook), 200 (paperback(
Cover Artist: Alexandria Corza,


Is it possible to find the heart’s home twice in a lifetime?

Six years ago, Sawyer Burroughs’s life fell apart. His soul mate and husband of four years died of cancer, and he fell into depression… and a bottle. It’s taken six years, but he’s turned his life around and is ready to start again on the other side of the country.

In his new apartment, he’s welcomed by his young and carefree neighbor, Derek, from across the hall. Derek is eager to make Sawyer feel welcome and even offers him a place to stay when Sawyer arrives ahead of his furniture.

The upstairs neighbors are just as friendly, and soon Sawyer finds a place with the friends-with-benefits threesome. He’s not the shy, vanilla lover they think he is, though, and he’s hiding more than a pair of nipple rings. As it happens, the guys have kinky secrets of their own, but for four men to make a BDSM relationship last, they’ll have to figure some things out.

Buy Links:


Author Bio:

Best-selling author Sean Michael is a maple leaf–loving Canadian who spends hours hiding out in used-book stores. With far more ideas than time, Sean keeps several documents open at all times. From romance to fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi, Sean is limited only by the need for sleep—and the periodic Beaver Tail.
Sean fantasizes about one day retiring on a secluded island populated entirely by horseshoe crabs after inventing a brain-to-computer dictation system. Until then, Sean will continue to write the old-fashioned way.
Twitter: @seanmichael09

A Tour/Guest Post/Blitz

Blog Tour: Aimee Nicole Walker Ride or Dye!


Ride or Dye Tour Banner





RELEASE DATE: 09.12.18



COVER ARTIST: Jay Aheer/Simply Defined Art

MODELS: Jacob and Matthew



Gabe and Josh Roman-Wyatt have been living life in the fast lane. Demanding jobs, precocious twin toddlers, an ever-growing circle of friends, and a menagerie of pets means their home is filled with love and laughter but very few quiet moments for the happy couple. Gabe’s solution is to plan a surprise vacation at a perfect hideaway where the two of them can slow things down and reconnect.

Tarlington House, a historic home located on Edisto Island in South Carolina, hosts an annual murder-mystery event which will allow Josh to use the skills he learned from his all-time favorite television detective to solve the case. The serene setting is perfect for fun days in the sun, passionate lovemaking under the stars, and a healthy wager between husbands to see who can plan the best date. But when the other guests arrive, the guys find themselves surrounded by liars and cheaters who will say or do anything to win, reminding them there’s no place like Blissville.

When a guest is killed during a vicious storm that knocks out the power and phone lines, Josh and Gabe’s murder mystery role-playing becomes a real-life whodunnit. Serve and protect will take on a deeper meaning for Gabe when he’s torn between upholding the law and protecting his husband from a ruthless killer.

Ride or Dye includes sexy sunrises, snarky banter, and swoon-worthy romance. It is the sixth and final book in the Curl Up and Dye Mysteries, which must be read in order. Ride or Dye contains sexually explicit material intended for adults 18 and older.

Ride or Dye Teaser 1 Color


“THIS ISN’T THE CAR I rented,” I said to the agent at the front desk. “I requested a convertible Mini Cooper and was assured you would have one for me to pick up today. This,” I gestured to the Volkswagen Beetle, “is neither a Mini Cooper nor a convertible.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Roman-Wyatt, there’s obviously been a mistake. Another agent got the orders mixed up and gave your Mini to someone else this morning. I did call and ask them to return the car since they didn’t pay for the upgrade, but they’re halfway to Florida already.”

I pinched the bridge of my nose and inhaled slowly through it, exhaling through my mouth. I’d never be the flexible pretzel Josh was, but I was learning yoga basics to help manage stress. “I understand mistakes are made, but I’d like to know how you’re going to make this up to me?” The Beetle was cute, but there was no way in hell I was driving it all the way to the coast of South Carolina.

“I’m prepared to offer you an upgrade. We have a brand-new luxury vehicle with two moonroofs, top-of-the-line leather seats, and a killer stereo system. I’m willing to let you drive it at no additional cost to you.” “I’ll take it,” I said proudly. I had hoped to surprise Josh with a convertible Mini for this trip, but he wouldn’t turn up his nose at a luxury car. My mind was spinning with all the possibilities as I waited for them to bring the car around. Cadillac? BMW? Audi? I glanced up as a shiny, black minivan pulled up to the door and stopped. I felt sorry for the poor sucker who had to drive it. I don’t care how convenient it would be; a minivan was never going to be in my future.

The young employee who drove the car around the building entered the lobby and made a beeline straight for me. Maybe I needed to spend more time in the weight room if the guy looked at me and instantly thought soccer dad. I’d set him straight as soon as he tried to hand those keys off to me. “Are you Mr. Roman-Wyatt?”

“I am,” I acknowledged, expecting him to say my ride would be brought around next.

“Here are your keys,” he said, holding them out to me. “Let me show you some of the unique features the Chrysler Pacifica has to offer you, sir.”

“Hold up,” I said firmly. “The agent,” I turned and gestured to the counter which was conveniently unoccupied, “told me I was getting a luxury vehicle upgrade since your company gave the car I wanted to the wrong customer this morning.”

“Yeah?” he asked. “That’s a bummer. What did you choose?”

“A convertible Mini Cooper,” I replied.

“A Mini?” He looked me up and down like it was the last car he expected me to rent.

“It was a surprise for my husband.”

“Oh, well, I’m sorry we made a mistake, but I can assure you the Pacifica is the most luxurious minivan on the road.”

“Both my mother and mother-in-law own one to drive our kids around in, so I’m very familiar with it.”

“You’re all set then,” he said with a huge grin, dangling the keys in front of me. “Thanks,” I grudgingly said when I accepted the keys.

Aimee Nicole Walker Logo

I am a wife and mother to three kids, three dogs, and a cat. When I’m not dreaming up stories, I like to lose myself in a good book, cook or bake. I’m a girly tomboy

who paints her fingernails while watching sports and yelling at the referees.

I will always choose the book over the movie. I believe in happily-ever-after. Love inspires everything that I do. Music keeps me sane.





Vibrant Promotions Logo