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Guest Post: Elizabeth Nobel with Whiskey and Moonshine!

Hello, and welcome to my tour stop on Open Skye Book Reviews. A big thank you to everyone here for hosting me. I hope you enjoy this little peek at my latest release, Whiskey and Moonshine.

Leave me a comment to be entered in a drawing for a free eBook off my Dreamspinner Press backlist (publication date in 2017 or earlier, anthologies and bundles excluded). I’ll stop back in a week and pick a winner.


“You’re being stupid. It was a fight, nothing more. People argue and disagree, and they work through it.” Mal turned off the light. Tomorrow he and Colt would work through this.

When Mal’s alarm went off the next morning, he was out of bed and dressed in record time. He jogged down the hall to Colt’s door and knocked softly, but there was no answer. Mal considered his options. He couldn’t barge in, but he could wait. Colt had to come out sooner or later.

Except Mal didn’t have the patience for waiting, so he went back to his room and retrieved his phone. His call went to voicemail. “Colt, I’m sorry. Please, we need to talk.” After that, Mal sent a text repeating the same thing. He hung around the deck waiting for breakfast to arrive. When it did, there was only his meal. Mal left the food sitting on the table and went back upstairs to knock on Colt’s door again, but got no answer.

Mal sighed and sagged against the wall for a minute. “Give him space. Don’t be a jerk.”

There was another photo shoot in Gatlinburg the following day. Originally Mal hadn’t planned to go, but he’d put in an appearance if he didn’t talk to Colt sooner. The day loomed long before him, and the tasks he needed to complete seemed more like drowning than working. It was still morning when Audrey arrived in Mal’s office.

“Colt called me. He’s spending a few days with Phillipe,” Audrey said softly. She reached out and gave Mal’s arm a squeeze. “I know it’s easy for me to say, but give him some space. I also know he’s called Jeffery with a few questions about that paperwork.”

Mal nodded. “Thanks.” He decided not to tell her he’d be driving to Gatlinburg in the morning.

At the end of an interminable day and largely sleepless night, Mal got up at the crack of dawn and set off for Gatlinburg in his pickup. He had some trouble finding the studio, and by the time he arrived, the photo shoot had begun. Building security let him in, and he stood against the wall, watching. He caught Colt’s eye a few times but got no soft smile or knowing glance in return. On the plus side, Mal didn’t get any vibes of hostility either.

Finally the photographer called a break, and everyone wandered off for bathroom and beverage breaks. Mal pulled in a deep breath, stuck his shaking hands in his pockets, and approached Colt, playing over a million things in his head to say.

“I’m sorry,” Mal blurted out.

Colt looked away for a second, then focused on Mal. “I know. I didn’t mean to leave in the middle of the night, but I needed to be somewhere else for a few days.” He chuckled. “I think Phillipe is getting tired of me.”

“Come home, please,” Mal pleaded. “We’ll work this out, and I am more than capable of fighting the board on this.”

“I don’t know, maybe—”

“Have dinner with me, and we’ll talk about it.”

Colt nodded and even smiled a bit. “That’s fair. I’d like that—a lot, actually.”

They were interrupted by a woman approaching with a robe. She handed it to Colt. Mal immediately picked up on the fact her actions made Colt uncomfortable.

“I’m not sure about this,” Colt mumbled to the woman. He was staring at the floor.

“Not sure about what?” Mal asked.

The woman gave him an irritated look but explained, “The magazine is doing a spread with athletes, execs, and models posing nude.”

Mal studied Colt, whose feelings were obvious. “You don’t have to do that. It’s not part of the deal. I don’t know who requested this, but it wasn’t me, and I never approved it.”

“I’m sorry, sir, who are you?” The woman tried to step between Colt and Mal, but Mal wasn’t having it. He squared his shoulders, straightened his spine, and moved so he was beside Colt.

“I’m the guy who owns the distillery that is paying for these photographs.” He turned to Colt and asked, “Do you want to do this?”

Colt shook his head.


Drunk on love.
Like a well-aged whiskey, master distiller and old-money entrepreneur Malone Kensington is elegant and refined. Unfortunately he’s also a perfectionist who is more dedicated to the success of his generations-old company than his own love life.

That company needs a public spokesman.

What Colton Hale lacks in sophistication, he more than makes up for with the charisma that’s allowed him to survive on the street from a young age and charm his way into the lucrative—if overwhelming—public position at the Kensington Distillery. When Mal takes Colt under his wing, hoping to polish off his rough edges, opposites attract and a passionate romance blossoms despite the differences in age and background. But can it survive a Kensington Board of Directors who believe Colt is nothing but a gold digger and a kidnapper determined to profit from the love of Mal’s life—dead or alive?

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Mystery, action, chills, and thrills spiced with romance and desire. ELIZABETH NOBLE started telling stories before she actually knew how to write, and her family was very happy when she learned to put words on a page. Those words turned into books and fan fiction that turned into a genuine love of M/M romance fiction. Being able to share her works with others is really a dream come true. She has a real love for a good mystery complete with murder and twisty plots as well as all things sci-fi, futuristic, and supernatural and a bit of an unnatural interest in a super-volcano in Wyoming.
Elizabeth has three grown children and is now happily owned by an adorable mixed breed canine princess, a spunky Welsh Corgi and their sidekick, tabby cat. She lives in her native northeast Ohio, the perfect place for gardening, winter and summer sports (go Tribe and Cavs!). When she’s not writing she’s working as a veterinary nurse, so don’t be surprised to see her men with a pet or three who are a very big part of their lives.
Elizabeth has received a number of amateur writing awards. Since being published, several of her novels have received Honorable Mentions in the Rainbow Awards. Jewel Cave was a runner-up in the Gay Mystery/Thriller category in the 2015 Rainbow Awards. Ringed Love was a winner in the Gay Fantasy Romance category of the 2016 Rainbow Awards.


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