Monday, November 21, 2016

New Release--To Love and To Cherish-- By Addison Albright






Embrace the Rainbow Book Promotions is excited to be hosting a 4 week #blogtour for To Love and To Cherish by Addison Albright. This is a #contemporary #mmromance and is a spin-off from ‘Til Death Do Us Part.

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Title: To Love and To Cherish 

Author: Addison Albright 

Publisher: JMS Books, LLC 

Release Day: eBook Nov. 12, 2016 & Print Nov. 30, 2016 

Genre: MM Contemporary Romance 

Length: (Novel) 201 Pages/63,504 Words 

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Excerpt




“Fuck dating. Let first impressions rule. I could’ve saved myself a world of hurt and heartache if I’d done that over the years. I don’t know why I stuck it out with some of my shitty boyfriends either. Wishful thinking, I guess. But you’re right, I knew practically instantly that my husband was going to be the love of my life. So yeah, don’t bother dating…simply ask him to marry you five minutes into the conversation. I’m sure it won’t scare him off or anything.” She accompanied that final instruction with a cocked eyebrow and one of her trademark smirks, as if the scornful tone she’d used wasn’t enough to keep the sarcasm from going over his head. Subtlety wasn’t Angela’s strong suit.




“Sage advice.” He raised a spoonful of soup in salute, then brought it toward his mouth.




Someone bumped his chair from behind. Nash rocked forward, and soup spilled down his chin.




Angela stifled a snicker, and a male voice he recognized said, “Sorry about that.”




Nash snatched up his napkin to wipe his face, and turned. “No problem, Dr. Burlingham.”




Although it was, of course. He felt like a fool with chicken noodle dripping down his neck. Dr. Burlingham stood there looking at him with an odd intensity. Probably thinking Nash had a screw loose or was some kind of man-whore if he’d overheard much of Nash’s rant. Whatever, it was none of the man’s business, and Nash would hopefully not be working at this hospital—where the doctor’s opinion would affect him—for much longer anyway.




After gazing at him for an uncomfortably long couple of seconds, Dr. Burlingham turned back to Dr. Gilbert Wilson, a friendly and outgoing pediatrician whose close friendship with Dr. Burlingham had long stymied the hospital grapevine. Dr. Wilson gaped at Dr. Burlingham with his own less-squinty version of Angela’s earlier side-eye. Except Dr. Wilson’s version was accompanied by a comical upturn to one side of his mouth, indicating his enjoyment of the scene—rather than concern for his friend’s mental health, as Angela’s countenance had implied.




As soon as the two doctors walked around the corner, Angela burst into a fit of the chuckles that would have been better suited to the set of Dumb and Dumber.




“Hardee-har-har,” was the best he could come up with in reply. Nash grabbed her napkin and crammed it down the front of his uniform to mop up the rest of the soup drippage.




“Did you see the look on his face?” Angela managed to gasp between giggles.




“Which one? The repugnance on Dr. Burlingham’s or the glee on Dr. Wilson’s?”




The guffaws coming from across the table intensified and drew some curious glances as well as several censorious glares. “Seriously, Angela, you’re going to give yourself a hernia. It wasn’t that funny.”




He nudged her bottle toward her and she took the hint, a couple deep breaths, and a slug of water. “Wasn’t repugnance,” she wheezed.




“What are you talking about?”




“The look on Dr. Burlingham’s face. It wasn’t repugnance. Closer to yearning.”




“Don’t even.” Nash froze. “Right now your position on the hospital grapevine is scaring the shit out of me. Don’t. Even.”




She held up a hand. “I wouldn’t. Calm down, sweetie. I’m stating facts, is all.”




“There’s nothing remotely factual about that statement, so don’t start with me. And so help me, don’t even hint at joking about something that stupid on the pediatrics floor where Dr. Wilson might get wind of it.”




She pointed a finger—or rather the finger—at him and bit out, “I’m not a fucking idiot.”




No, she wasn’t. Nash eased back in his seat. And she was a good friend. He sighed. “Sorry. I know you wouldn’t. Just put it down to the stress, okay?”




She gave his hand a squeeze and the tightness that had appeared in her shoulders visibly relaxed as well. “I’m sorry, too, sweetie. I shouldn’t tease you right now. I promise I would never start or feed any rumors about you, stupid or otherwise, but there truly was something in his look. I just want you to have a heads-up on that.”




Nash closed his eyes and took a deep, cleansing breath. It was doubtful, and so not a complication that would be appreciated right now in his life.




About the Author




Addison Albright is a writer/author living in the middle of the USA with three peculiar cats. Her stories are gay (sometimes erotic) romance, and tend to be sweet man-love in contemporary settings. Her education includes a BS in Education with a major in Mathematics and a minor in Chemistry. Addison loves spending time with her family, reading, popcorn, boating, french fries, “open window weather,” cats, math, and anything chocolate. She loves to read pretty much anything and everything, anytime and anywhere.



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Friday, November 18, 2016

Cover Reveal--Operation Better Tomorrow-- By Brandi Evans

   


 

Embrace the Rainbow Book Promotions is excited to host the cover reveal for Operation Better Tomorrow by Brandi Evans, a #mmromance book release with @LooseID.

 


Title: Operation Better Tomorrow  
Author: Brandi Evans  
Release Date: November 29th 2016  
Publisher: Loose ID  
Genre: MM Romance 


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BLURB:

The interview of a lifetime.  

When Aaron Strickland’s assigned to write a feature article on Caleb Douglas, the first openly gay soldier to receive the Medal of Honor, he’s over-the-moon. Meet a sexy, real-life hero? Yes, please. And in the weeks leading up to their interview, the former soldier becomes a recurring player in Aaron’s fantasies. 

 A man Caleb can’t forget.  

Years earlier, lost in the throes of depression and PTSD after an ambush left his body and soul scarred, Caleb was on the brink of giving up when a magazine article changed his life forever—an article written by Aaron. Emerging from the depths of his pain, Operation Better Tomorrow—part homestead, part halfway house for those down on their luck—was born.  

Tragedy lurking on the horizon. 

As the days pass, Caleb and Aaron’s tragic pasts bind them in ways they aren’t prepared for, but it also leaves them vulnerable. Pushing forward means breaking down walls they’ve built to protect themselves, and just as they’re poised on the precipice of happiness, a darkness descends on the homestead, a hatred that will leave one man clinging to life and the other willing to risk everything to save him.  

EXCERPT:

Aaron’s dick tightened, and he took a step toward Caleb. “I’ve learned a lot about homestead operations today, but I want to know more about you. Tell me, Sergeant Douglas, what inspired you to begin Operation Better Tomorrow?”  

Caleb scrubbed a palm over the back of his neck. “That’s kinda embarrassing, actually.” 

“I don’t believe that. How can the origin story of a place like this be embarrassing?” 

Another minuscule step closer. “Because of you, Aaron.”  

“Me? How do I fit in?” 

Caleb looked down, hands fisted low on his hips in a masculine mirroring of Aubrey. “Things got really low for me about six, seven years ago. The physical therapy was torture, and I was in pain all the time. The PTSD and depression didn’t help matters either. I was sick and fucking tired of it all.”

Was that code for wanting to commit suicide? Aaron wanted to ask, but he held back, letting Caleb finish. 

“Then, one day, I was sitting on the couch, a bottle of pain pills in one hand and a bottle of Jack Daniels in the other, when a magazine on the coffee table caught my attention. To this day I don’t know how it got there, but a title on the cover caught my attention. So I started reading. Everything the woman in the article was going through, her physical and emotional pain… Change a few things, and it could have been written about me. And by the time I finished, I was in tears.” The left side of his mouth tipped up in a haunting smile. “Although, I’d appreciate it if you’d leave the crying part out of the article. I do have a reputation to maintain.” 

“Totally off the record.” Aaron held up his three middle fingers and stepped closer. “Scout’s honor.” 
  
Caleb nodded. “It’s hard to put into words, but the article struck a chord deep inside me. It was one of those life-changing moments where everything becomes clear. The past, the present, the future. And I saw this place in my head. Operation Better Tomorrow, a way to turn my pain into someone else’s better tomorrow.” 

“Wow. That’s just… Wow.” Something about the words Caleb used were familiar, but Aaron couldn’t quite place them. “As a writer, that would be the greatest compliment a person could give me, to tell me my words were the bridge they needed to get from a painful past and into a brighter future. I think I would literally fall over from pride.”  

Caleb closed what little distance remained between them. “Is that your subtle way of telling me I should be prepared to catch you?” 

 “Be prepared to catch me?” The question escaped seconds before realization bitchslapped him. 
Oh, Sweet Baby J. He’d written the article that had saved Caleb’s life.  


About the Author:

Brandi Evans was raised by a caravan of traveling Gypsies. She spent her days learning the ways of her people and her nights lost in legends as old as time. Okay, not really, but that's way more interesting than the truth!  

In reality, Brandi grew up the oldest child of an ordinary family. Grade school, middle school, high school. Nothing extraordinary happened until she left the nest. She joined the military, went to college, got married, and became a mom. And somewhere along the way, she discovered she liked to read—and write!—stories hot enough to melt eReaders.  

These days, she calls The Natural State home where she lives with her hubby, two beautiful daughters, two dogs and a cat who has yet to realize she doesn’t own the place. Soldier. Wife. Mom. Multi-published smut writer. Brandi's life might not be "traveling Gypsy" interesting, but she's had fun. And in the end, isn't that all that really matters? 

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