A Free Dreamer Review: Pendulum (Kingdom of Night #1) by L.C. Davis


Rating: 3.5 stars out of 5
pendulum-by-l-c-davisRemus Black is still reeling from an abusive relationship that stripped him of everything — including his desire for love. Now all he wants is a fresh start halfway across the country, but his new roommate is determined to draw him into his strange world of chains, half-naked men and the infamous Lodge, a BDSM club as lavish as it is secretive.

When Remus is entered into the Lodge’s annual Alpha’s Pet contest against his will, he finds himself thrown to the Wolf Pack, the very type of men he needs to avoid. What’s worse is that the wolves immediately label him a submissive, something he swore he would never be again. Things get even stranger when “wolf” turns out to be far more literal than Remus ever imagined. When both the next-in-line for Alpha and his outcast brother claim Remus as their own, the entire pack is thrown into chaos.

Can Remus learn to embrace the power of submission and choose between the brothers before their rivalry tears the pack apart, or will the tension between them unravel his own sordid past?

I’m a bit torn about this book. I pretty much hated the first 40% or so. That part was something around 2 or 2.5 stars for me.

At first, Remus is a horribly annoying doormat. He has no spine and never, ever stands up for himself. It drove me nuts. At least Remus is aware of his lack of spine and we do get a good explanation later on. But at the time, I just want to shake some sense into the boy.

Then Sebastian shows up. He’s your typical badass, growly Alpha Dom. He got on my nerves pretty soon. I didn’t like how he coddled Remus. It seemed belittling to me, taking away all his choices and taking advantage of Remus’ lack of self-confidence.

Things got interesting when Victor, Sebastian’s twin, showed up. Where Sebastian seemed to be all muscle and little brain, Victor was a master at mind games. He was a very intriguing character. I think that’s about the time I started to get more invested in the story.

After a while, questions start getting answers and mysteries start unravelling, uncovering some very interesting world building. Everything became more and more intriguing and suddenly I really, really had to know what was going to happen next.

The ending is a very mean cliff-hanger, leaving us with even more questions. It’s a very open ending. I have a feeling there won’t be a real resolution until the end of the series.

Long story short, the beginning was very, very weak. It took about 40 or 50% for me to get invested in the story. The second half was really good, though, full of suspense and mysteries.

Cover art is fitting for the story and eye-catching.

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Book Details:

Kindle Edition, 434 pages
Published April 10th 2016
Edition LanguageEnglish
SeriesKingdom of Night #1

A Lila Release Day Review: Where We Left Off (Middle of Somewhere #3) by Roan Parrish


Rating: 3.5 stars out of 5

where-we-left-off-by-roan-parrishLeo Ware may be young, but he knows what he wants. And what he wants is Will Highland. Snarky, sophisticated, fiercely opinionated Will Highland, who burst into Leo’s unremarkable life like a supernova… and then was gone just as quickly.

For the past miserable year, Leo hasn’t been able to stop thinking about the powerful connection he and Will shared. So, when Leo moves to New York for college, he sweeps back into Will’s life, hopeful that they can pick up where they left off. What begins as a unique friendship soon burns with chemistry they can’t deny… though Will certainly tries.

But Leo longs for more than friendship and hot sex. A romantic to his core, Leo wants passion, love, commitment—everything Will isn’t interested in giving. Will thinks romance is a cheesy fairytale and love is overrated. He likes his space and he’s happy with things just the way they are, thank you very much. Or is he? Because as he and Leo get more and more tangled up in each other’s lives, Will begins to act like maybe love is something he could feel after all.

Where We Left Off is a new adult, coming of age story. The majority of the book is about Leo and his experiences as a young gay man moving into the city; including his first times with sex, lust, and new love. There are a lot of details about Leo’s everyday routine, and his friendships. Rating it solely on this, I could give it a solid four.

As a romance, Will is kept on the outside of Leo’s circle. We get a limited amount of information about him, and it’s difficult to be invested in their relationship. Most of their time together happened off-page, and we are told about it from Leo’s point of view. I think their love story is more of a goal than something they felt for each other.

One thing they do have is a great friendship. I like how Will was a bit of a tutor for Leo; someone for him to feel comfortable asking questions and exploring his sexuality. And this made the smexy times well worth it. They have great chemistry in those moments they spent together as friends and during the sex scenes.

The reasons behind Will’s distant behavior were somehow over the top, and not entirely resolved by the end of the story. There was a lot left to the reader’s interpretation on that front. I also didn’t like some of the events which occurred when the MCs weren’t together, but I can’t say more without spoilers. The book ends with an HFN, but I’m not too sure about the possibilities for it to turn into an HEA in the future.

This book works well within the series but it relates more to the first book than the second. Unfortunately, the second one was my favorite. In the end, if you enjoyed In the Middle of Somewhere, this one is for you.

Another matching cover by AngstyG. It goes with the story, but it’s a bit depressing.

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Book Details – add it to your Goodreads shelf here:

ebook, 260 pages
Published: September 26, 2016, by Dreamspinner Press
ISBN: 9781634776912
Edition Language: English

Series:  Middle of Somewhere
Book #1: In the Middle of Somewhere
Book #2: Out of Nowhere
Book #3: Where We Left Off

Dive Into the Kinky Side of Romance with ‘Kinky Sprinkles’ by LA Witt



Kinky Sprinkles by L.A. Witt
iptide Publishing

Cover art by G.D. Leigh
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Welcome to the Riptide Publishing/L. A. Witt blog tour for Kinky Sprinkles!

Every comment on this blog tour enters you in a drawing for a choice of two eBooks off my backlist (excluding Kinky Sprinkles) and a $10 Riptide Publishing store credit. Entries close at midnight, Eastern time, on October 1st.  Contest is NOT restricted to U.S. entries. Don’t forget to leave your contact info, and thanks for following the tour!

About L.A. Witt

L.A. Witt is an abnormal M/M romance writer who has finally been released from the purgatorial corn maze of Omaha, Nebraska, and now spends her time on the southwestern coast of Spain. In between wondering how she didn’t lose her mind in Omaha, she explores the country with her husband, several clairvoyant hamsters, and an ever-growing herd of rabid plot bunnies. She also has substantially more time on her hands these days, as she has recruited a small army of mercenaries to search South America for her nemesis, romance author Lauren Gallagher, but don’t tell Lauren. And definitely don’t tell Lori A. Witt or Ann Gallagher. Neither of those twits can keep their mouths shut…

L. A.’s backlist is available on her website, and updates (as well as random thoughts and the odd snarky comment) can be found on her blog or on Twitter (@GallagherWitt).


Kinky Sprinkles Blurb:

Joel has finally walked away from his abusive ex and is ready to meet new people. But that isn’t easy for a guy who’s shy, self-conscious, and struggling with his body image.

Andre has wanted Joel since the first time he laid eyes on him, and finally Joel is single. But Andre is a Dom and a sadist, and Joel is unapologetically vanilla. There’s no happy medium—either Andre reins in the kinky side that took him years to accept, or Joel grits his teeth and subjects himself to kinks that aren’t his thing. No matter who bends, someone’s going to be unhappy.

They agree to walk away, but they keep circling back to each other. Though their kinks might not line up, the chemistry between them sizzles and the emotional connection keeps getting deeper. But none of that will get them anywhere if they can’t find some kind of middle ground in the bedroom.

Kinky Sprinkles is available September 26th from Riptide Publishing.

In the Release Day Spotlight: God of Jazz: Fugue, Concord by Varian Krylov (author interview and giveaway)





goj-cover-600TITLE: The God of Jazz: Fugue, Concord

AUTHOR: Varian Krylov


LENGTH: 117,450 words

RELEASE DATE: September 16, 2016

Thanks to Melanie and everyone here at Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words for having me over for a visit! I’m excited to be here today, and to answer your questions about my latest novel, The God of Jazz.

Let’s start with the inspiration behind the story. Well, first, even though none of the characters are based on me or people I know, I put more of my own experiences into The God of Jazz than any of my previous books. In particular, Godard is an independent filmmaker, and this is a world I worked in for several years before I left the U.S. Godard also finds himself coming to Barcelona to shoot his first feature-length film, and I wanted to give the readers a vicarious holiday on Spain’s gorgeous Costa Brava, and also a little glimpse of what it’s like to explore life in Barcelona as an expat.

But the key inspiration that’s at the heart of the novel was me wanting to tell the story of someone who felt like they’d lost everything important to them both personally and professionally, and who overcomes the pain of failure and betrayal, and learns to love and trust again. I don’t just mean learning to love and trust another lover—though there is that—but also that Godard learns to love and believe in himself again. I think just about everyone can relate to being hurt in love, and to failing at life now and then. We all doubt ourselves, sometimes, we all feel unloved and isolated now and then, and I wanted to tell a story that reminds us that however cruelly we get knocked down or left behind, there’s something else out there for us. And sometimes there’s something out there that’s a thousand times better than what we lost.

Another important element of The God of Jazz is—surprise!—jazz music, and the Barcelona jazz scene. Of course, there are a lot of different styles under the expansive jazz genre. Some I adore, others I don’t care for so much. I dig bebop, and I’m mad for cool jazz, so I listen to artists like Chet Baker, Charlie Parker, The Modern Jazz Quartet, and Stan Getz. As a rule I prefer my jazz without vocals, but I love Nina Simone. I also love going out to the local jazz clubs. Barcelona has a thriving jazz scene, so there’s something on almost every night.

I hope everyone who reads the book enjoys the ride along with Godard as he discovers Barcelona and falls under the seductive sway of the beautiful and talented Ángel—or as Godard calls him, the god of jazz.

Thanks for reading! Besos from Barcelona!

BLURB: After years struggling to realize his dream of directing a feature film, on the final night of his fundraising campaign Godard is on the cusp of having everything he ever wanted. The man he loves is upstairs waiting for him, and he’s just a few dollars short of his GoFundYourself goal.

Then everything falls apart.

His personal and professional life in ruins, when his old nemesis from film school offers to fund his dream project if he’s willing to shoot it in Spain, Godard knows it’s a deal with the devil. But he also has nothing left to lose.

Among the labyrinthine streets of Barcelona’s Barrio Góthico, the city’s vibrant music scene, and the sun-gilt beaches of the Costa Brava, Godard begins making shooting his dream project and putting his life back together, largely under the domineering gaze and deft touch of Ángel, the god of jazz.

But Ángel is keeping a secret, and a deal with the devil always comes at a price.


Bienvenidos…” After a glance back at his band mates, the trumpet player fixed his intense gaze on the audience and welcomed us in a low, smoky voice. Almost instantly the crowd went quiet, like everyone there was desperate not to miss a syllable. Of course, the remaining crumbs of my high school education in Spanish didn’t get me past the first word, except I did catch their names as he introduced his bandmates. Jaume on the drums. Alistair on bass.

The stunner with the trumpet and the arresting eyes that were the color of Amaretto di Saronno in the sun, but almost black in the hard shadow cast by the spotlight hitting his striking, upward angled eyebrows, was Ángel. He shot a glance at the drummer, who set a rhythm, brushes hissing over the heads. The low thrum of the bass came in as an electric smile spread over Alistair’s handsome face. The tempo of the music echoed faintly in Ángel’s subtly swaying body for a few measures as he let the music lull us out of the hectic pace of our day, the frenetic energy of the crowd that had been bantering and calling for drinks and jockeying for places to sit or stand, into the soothing rhythm. Then he brought the horn to his lips and kissed our souls.

Sultry, thick and sweet, tinges of melancholy. The notes stretched and yawned, curled around us like smoke. Slipped into the gaps in our broken, rusted armor and soothed our wounds.

I felt almost ashamed, in the midst of that transcendental rapture, that I couldn’t look at Ángel without conjuring the memory of his naked body, lax and faintly sheened with sweat as his broad shoulders flexed when he’d shifted his weight. The taunting temptation of his bare ass. Impossible to stop trying to imagine what he would look like, standing alone on that stage, under those lights, looking down at me, naked. Picturing his cock hanging, limp. Wondering if, when hard, it would stand up straight, jut off at an angle, or stick out from his groin.

At some point I had stopped looking at the other two sharing his stage, and just stared at him. The slight inward slope of his narrow nose. The delicate bow shape of his upper lip, slightly prominent, overshadowing his narrower bottom lip. Wanting him, almost willing him to turn those intense eyes on me again. Would it feel like a touch, the way it had at the beach? Was he caressing every man and woman in the bar with that gaze? Were they all secretly quivering and warming under his stare?


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Growing up near Los Angeles, I spent much of my time frolicking in the Pacific Ocean and penning angst-twisted poetry. Now I’m living in sunny Spain writing pathos-riddled fiction. Ironically, two of my favorite things are traveling, and swimming in the ocean, despite increasingly intense phobias of sharks and flying.

I’ve always loved the music and substance of words, always loved writing in well-worn notebooks by hand, tapping at the keys of the computer, and, of course, conjuring up stories.

And from my earliest memories, I’ve always been fascinated—maybe obsessed?—with sex and sexuality.

In my writing, sex is the medium, the expression, and the tool of discovery for my characters’ insecurities, the needs that drive them, the comfort they can’t live without, the joy and relish of life that makes each of them intense, strange, and alluring.

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Cover Reveal for Snow & Secrets (Stanford Creek #3) by RJ Scott writing as Rozenn Scott (giveaway)


Snow & Secrets (Stanford Creek #3) 

 RJ Scott writing as Rozenn Scott

Author: RJ Scott writing as Rozenn Scott
Publisher: OmniLit / All Romance eBooks, LLC

Release Date: November 15 2016
Length: 50,000 words
Secrets could kill him. Will trusting another keep him alive?
Garrett Campbell is a man on the run. Wounded in the line of duty he returns to a town that is the only place he feels safe. When danger threatens to follow him there he has to run; only he appears to have picked up an unwanted guest.
Tyler Hart needs some down time, with the press hounding him after a failed relationship, he is desperate for peace. It seems like Stanford Creek may well be the place to go. After all, it worked for his friend Cody. Unfortunately, his timing is off, and he finds himself on the run with the very sexy Garrett Campbell.
First comes trust, and then comes love. Now they just have to stay alive.

Author Bio: 

RJ Scott is the bestselling gay romance author of over ninety MM romance books. She writes emotional stories of complicated characters, cowboys, millionaire, princes, and the men who get mixed up in their lives. RJ is known for writing books that always end with a happy ever after. She lives just outside London and spends every waking minute she isn’t with family either reading or writing. 
RJ also writes MF romance under the name Rozenn Scott.
The last time she had a weekís break from writing she didn’t like it one little bit, and she has yet to meet a bottle of wine she couldnít defeat.


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