September 24, 2014

Publisher Week: Day 4 Male Male Romance @BoroughsPubGrp #RLFblog #mm #lgbt @SusanMacNicol7

Boroughs Publishing 
This is Day 4 of Publisher Week featuring Boroughs Publishing Group. For the next few days, Romance Lives Forever will showcase this publisher and its authors.
Publisher's Week – Boroughs Publishing Group
Yesterday we visited with the bad boys of yesteryear, the Lords of Regency. Pretty much, the only thing they have in common with Susan Mac Nicol's heartbreaking hunks is the United Kingdom. Ready to meet tortured souls, dark deeds and the sexiest Male/Male Romances around? Warning - once you have a taste, you'll be insatiable...

Love & Punishment

On the search for a serial killer, Detective Anthony Parglietto and Flynn Parker learn that every man must make a choice: to kill, to live, to love.
Anthony waved his expressive hands in agitation. "Christ, you didn't think I was going to let you have no protection, did you? This is the goddamn Bow Tie Killer we're talking about here, not some petty criminal. This is a man who's already murdered two people and could have easily made it a third. He took you from me and that's not going to happen again, by God."
His body trembled with suppressed violence and Flynn knew better than to argue with him when his Latin blood was up. He sighed heavily.
Anthony's voice was firm when he next spoke. "Then tomorrow you're coming to stay with me for a while. My place has better security than yours."

Double Alchemy: Climax

Powerful modern warlock Quinn Fairmont found ecstasy with the silver-eyed and not-quite-
human Cade Mairston, but to know true happiness the pair must best both the shadow of a long-ago lover and an ancient enemy who seeks to destroy love, light and all they hold dear.
Quinn's eyes flashed violently at his uncle. "I am not fucking losing him to the depths of a bloody Hampstead Heath pond."
He knelt down beside Cade again, closing his eyes as he tried once more to heal, but the wound just kept seeping blood, now at a much slower rate than before. Cade's face was ash white, his dark hair standing out starkly against the deathly pallor of his face.
Quinn. Your Cade is nearly gone. You have to put him in the water now before it is too late. There is no time for your modern medicine. He will not survive unless you do it now. The Water Sprites will take him and heal him as long as there is still a spark of life left in him.
"I can't. Don't ask me to do that. I can't." Quinn's voice was strangled as he struggled to compose himself. His body was cold, his mind sluggish and he had never felt so desperate.
Daniel strode forward and despite his small and wiry frame, he picked Cade up in his arms. He looked at Quinn, his voice resolute. "He's dying. This may be the only way to save him."
Quinn growled and reached out with a hand to hold him back. Daniel sidestepped him and looked at him with a resolute expression. "You can hurt me if you want but it won't help Cade. This is all we have left to try before he dies."
Quinn's hand still gripped him tightly and the older man winced.
"If anyone is going to do this, it's going to be me." Quinn's voice cracked and he held out his arms. Wordlessly, Daniel placed Cade in Quinn's outstretched arms and Quinn pulled his lover closer to his body. He walked down to the water's edge and waded in as Daniel watched helplessly from the bank, his face stark. Quinn gently laid Cade down in the water. He seemed to float for a while, hair spreading about in the water like black smoke. His face was still, eyes closed as Quinn held tightly onto his cold hand, rubbing his thumb over the engagement ring. Quinn's vision blurred as tears filled his eyes.
You need to let Cade go. Let him join his kind below the water. Trust me.
Taliesin's voice was soft, compassionate. Quinn heaved a shuddering sigh as Daniel joined him in the water, laying a comforting arm on his.
"I can't—" Quinn shook his head in grief, his heart breaking.
His uncle took hold of his shoulders, firmly holding him back. "There's no other way, son. Let him go."
Quinn relinquished his grip on Cade's hand, standing there as he heard a soft splash and saw the water rippling around them. As they watched, two sets of pale hands emerged out of the water, and slowly, lovingly, Cade was dragged gently beneath the dark waters of the pond. Quinn saw the hand with his ring on it slowly disappear under the water. It was the last glimpse he had of the man he loved.

Saving Alexander

Punishing himself for a horrific past that is not his fault, bestselling author Alexander Montgomery seeks redemption and love—and perhaps he will find it.
"Alex, it's Sage. You fell asleep."
Alex stared at him as his eyes focused. He passed a trembling hand across his face. "I fell asleep? What time is it?"
"It's seven thirty. Everyone's gone home already. I was just getting ready to lock up and saw the light still on. You need to go home. You don't look well."
Sage reached out a gentle hand to help him up, but Alex knocked it away. "Leave me alone! Just stop it, will you? I keep fucking telling you I'm fine." He spat the words.
"Jesus, Alex! What the fuck is wrong with you? You pass out on your desk, you push everyone away and you act like a bloody drama queen. What bug have you got up your arse that you can't accept someone's help?"
"I don't need help—especially from you, Christopher Sage, so just leave me the hell alone."
But Alex's voice quavered and he bit his lip, and Sage's anger dissipated. He knelt down beside the man. "Alex. Talk to me, please. Tell me what's wrong." He hesitated. He wasn't sure whether he should mention what he'd seen, a bit afraid of being branded a pervert or incurring a sexual harassment charge. But he wasn't the sort to hold his counsel. His mother always said that the phrase "Curiosity killed the cat" was tailor-made for him, even as a boy.
"I saw the marks on your back. Your shirt was up and I saw the bruising and the swelling. Who did that to you?"
Alex stared at him with such fear and desolation that Sage's heart finally broke.
"Is someone hurting you?" he asked. "Is that why you're so defensive? Why you don't let anyone close?"
When Alex spoke, his voice was that of a broken man. Small. Pitiful. "Just let it go, Sage. Please, just let it go. Don't make me tell you."
We've heard it's not nice to tease - we don't agree.
Tomorrow we're shifting - well, our yummy weres of the Red Ridge Pack are shifting as the series comes to its terrifying climax.


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1 comment:

  1. These sound wonderful too. And having Susan's books here is a double treat. She's been on Romance Lives Forever before! Welcome to both of you. :)


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