A Lila Release Day Review: Roger by SJD Peterson

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Rating: 4 stars out of 5

Texas native Colt Burrow isn’t happy about his third cold, lonely Christmas in frozen Michigan. But when fate sends him a gift in the form of an abandoned puppy, he can’t keep his heart from melting. With the puppy’s companionship, he doesn’t feel so isolated anymore, and the holidays don’t seem as bleak. He even finds enough Christmas spirit to take Roger tree shopping. But just when Colt’s starting to hope Roger’s owner doesn’t show up… he does, and Colt doesn’t want to say goodbye.

Will Roger end up being Colt’s Christmas heartbreak… or his Christmas miracle?

Roger is an adorable Christmas story. It’s not a traditional romance since most of the story is about Roger and Colt but we get to know them well, and when is time for love we can see how much they both deserve it.

This book is all about the holiday season, family, and loved ones. We get to see how much Colt needed someone there for him and how the little Feist filled that space in his heart. We cannot forget the well-meaning owner who noticed the connection between Roger and Colt and helps create their little family. It’s a romance after all.

Love, family, and a bit of fluff make this a perfect short for those who can’t stay away from a sweet story with a hint of romance.

The cover by Reese Dante goes perfectly with the story. Reflecting one of the scenes in the book.

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ebook, 51 pages
Published: December 20, 2017, by Dreamspinners Press
ISBN: 9781635339994
Edition Language: English

A Barb the Zany Old Lady Review: The King’s Courage (North Pole City Tales #6) by Charlie Cochet

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Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5

A sweet, exciting, and endearing conclusion to a beautiful holiday series, Charlie Cochet brings it in with a homerun with this tale of Eirik, the King of Frost, and Dasher, a, uh, dashing member of Rudy’s Rein Deer squad. 

Dasher’s friend Rudy Rein Deer is finally marrying Jack Frost.  The wedding of the year will take place at Jack’s palace in Svalbard, Norway, but Dasher isn’t looking forward to the wedding as much as he’s looking forward to the opportunity to get closer to Eirik, Jack’s father.  Dasher sees beyond the royal persona to the man beneath and he’s hoping to convince the king of his feelings and longing to someday having those feelings returned.

When the king lost his queen long ago, he locked away his frozen heart, but when he and Dasher have a chance to really talk and Dasher relates his own story of a lost love, that heart begins to thaw.

Of course, evil forces try to draw them apart and put Dasher in mortal danger. Can Eirik, Kringle, Jack, and Rudy find a way to save the day? 

This isn’t intended as a standalone as most of the characters from the previous series are present for this wedding and play a role in the story.  If you haven’t ever read these books, by all means, go get them!  It’s a wonderful series and this story provides the perfect ending to a set of stories that will warm your heart on a cold winter’s day. 

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Cover by Paul Richmond depicts a young man dressed formally and holding a glass heart in his hands. Behind him stands a larger man in royal robes, representing the King of Frost.  Bright and colorful, the cover conveys a part of the story beautifully.

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Book Details:

ebook, 77 pages
Expected publication: December 20th 2017 by Dreamspinner Press
ISBN139781640800328
Edition LanguageEnglish
SeriesNorth Pole City Tales #6

A Lila Advent Release Day Review: Wreck the Halls (2017 Advent Calendar Daily – Stocking Stuffers) by Jessica Payseur

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Rating: 3 stars out of 5

Business has been good at Paul’s Café in Madison, Wisconsin—until a few months before Christmas. When Nick opens Nick’s Restaurant next door, Paul watches his customers leave for cheaper food and an owner who smiles more. With his livelihood at stake, Paul lashes out, trying to drive away Nick’s customers, but Nick won’t go easy, and escalating sabotage threatens to ruin the holidays for both of them.

Paul thinks all he wants for Christmas is to see Nick’s Restaurant go under, but the more he tries to drive Nick away, the less he’s sure he wants him to go. Nick is everything Paul secretly craves, but by the time he realizes Nick is all he really wants for the holidays, he might have ruined any chance for them to get together. And there might not be a present in the world that can fix that.

Wreck the Halls is a cute enemies-to-lovers short story with a mix of Grinch and Scrooges. As Paul and Nick clash over the weeks, it’s easy to see why they try to outdo the other.  And to understand why they loved their cafes so much.

Unfortunately, as with any short story, there are too many details left to the reader’s imagination. That’s without counting how fast they moved forward and talked about love. There are also some situations easily solve by simply talking instead of ignoring it.

Overall, it’s a quick read for those looking for a little Holiday cheer.

The cover by Brooke Albrecht is a bit simple but fitting for this story.

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ebook, 46 pages
Published: December 1, 2017, by Dreamspinners Press
ISBN: 9781640803053
Edition Language: English

In Our Holiday Romance Spotlight: Roger by S.J.D. Peterson (excerpt)

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Roger by S.J.D. Peterson
Dreamspinner Press
Cover art by Reese Dante

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Blurb:

Texas native Colt Burrow isn’t happy about his third cold, lonely Christmas in frozen Michigan. But when fate sends him a gift in the form of an abandoned puppy, he can’t keep his heart from melting. With the puppy’s companionship, he doesn’t feel so isolated anymore, and the holidays don’t seem as bleak. He even finds enough Christmas spirit to take Roger tree shopping. But just when Colt’s starting to hope Roger’s owner doesn’t show up… he does, and Colt doesn’t want to say goodbye.

Will Roger end up being Colt’s Christmas heartbreak… or his Christmas miracle?

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“I’m sorry, sir. The shelter is full.”

“What? I can’t take him. I have to get to work.”

Erin gave Colt a sympathetic smile. “I wish there was something I could do, but we can’t take him. We simply don’t have the room. I can give you a list of other rescue centers that may be able to take him. Unfortunately, the number of abandoned and surrendered animals increases this time of year.”

“That’s heartbreaking. It’s freezing out there, and no one should be alone for Christmas, not even a dog.”

“I totally agree with you.” Erin reached out and stroked the fur along Roger’s back. “It’s a good thing he found you.”

“Actually…. Never mind. Doesn’t matter.” He rattled off his number. “Please call me if you find his owner.”

Erin wrote down Colt’s number, then held out a pamphlet.

“What’s that for?”

“It’s the list of rescue centers.”

Colt studied it for a moment, then shook his head. “I’ll keep him.” Erin smiled broadly. “For now.”

“Like I said, it’s a good thing he… I mean, you found him.”

“Oh, hey, do you happen to have any leashes?” He held up the end of the rope. “This really doesn’t work when he’s in a hurry to pee.”

“Right there,” she said, pointing past Colt.

He turned to see a wall of colorful leashes, harnesses, and collars. He went and picked out a thin, light blue one, brought it back to the counter, and pulled out his wallet.

“That will be five dollars and thirty cents,” Erin informed him.

Colt pulled out a hundred dollar bill and handed it to her. “Just donate the rest to the shelter.”

“Thank you. That’s very generous of you.”

Colt attached the new leash to Roger’s collar. “Thanks for your help, Erin.”

“My pleasure and Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas,” Colt called back, then stepped outside. The instant they were out the door, Roger perked up. The trembling eased, and his tail began to wag.

Colt couldn’t blame him. He wouldn’t trust a place like that if he’d had his nuts cut off at one. He cringed at the idea. “Looks like we’re stuck with each other.” Roger licked his face, and Colt couldn’t help but laugh.

Meet Jo Peterson

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.

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Book Tour for Short Order (Foothills Pride #8) by Pat Henshaw (excerpt and giveaway)

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Title: Short Order

Series: Foothills Pride #8

Author: Pat Henshaw

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Publication date: December 13, 2017

Price: $3.99/£2.99

Format: eBook

Genre: Contemporary Gay Romance

Cover Design: AngstyG

Length: 28,400 words/89 pages

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When recent horticulture graduate Dr. Fenton Miller arrives in Stone Acres, California, he thinks his only concern is which job offer to accept after spending the holidays working at his cousin’s plant nursery. But after he rents a room from another shorter-than-average man, sous-chef John Barton, Fen falls in lust.

While he’s attracted to Fen, John’s got bigger concerns when two men from his past arrive in town and pressure him to return to San Francisco. Although John tries to stop Fen from getting involved, Fen realizes his lover is in trouble and is determined to protect him.

As the holidays get closer and Fen makes his own enemy, the joy of the season gets lost in the ill will around them. To ensure love triumphs, Fen and John must stand tall to show that short, dark, and handsome is a recipe for love.

 

 

 

Excerpt 

That night I stood freezing at Barton’s door, admiring Blue Cottage. The snow drifts piled on the lawn made the house look greeting-card perfect. I searched for a doorbell. Instead, a lion-headed knocker snarled at me. I grinned. Every house needed an intimidating guardian, right?

A man who looked about my age and height opened the door and slipped out, shutting it behind him. I was curious to see inside, but I got that the guy wanted his privacy. No problem.

“Hi. I’m Fen.”

He looked me over, then turned to the left along the shoveled porch. As he walked, he played with the keyring, bouncing a key in his hand. Did I make him nervous? If so, was that a good thing?

“This way.”

Okay. I took a breath and followed his pert ass and brisk steps as we rounded the porch to a steep staircase. From my brief glance at his face, he seemed okay. I was still slightly put off by his brusque manner. But hey, I reminded myself, I was renting from him, not fucking him.

In silence I followed him up to a small porch and a solid-looking back door, which he opened after only a little fumbling.

I was greeted by the stuffy, closed-up odor of a place long left undisturbed.

“You’d be my first renter. It’s furnished, but I can store anything you don’t want.” He made quick eye contact with me. The words erupted from him like I made him uncomfortable or something. Maybe it was my piercing and the tattoo, or maybe the hair color. I tried a smile, but he blushed and turned away, gesturing to the rooms.

Even though the air inside was chilly, I looked around and fell even more in love than I had when I’d first seen the house. The 1940s era furniture and knickknacks turned what could have been sterile rooms into my kind of home. I exhaled, letting the ambience settle in my soul as I wandered through a country kitchen, tiny dining room, sitting room, two bedrooms, and a classic bathroom, ending eventually at a circular tower room. I fell even deeper in love along the way as I touched the scratched kitchen table, a velveteen-covered parlor settee, a solid-looking four-poster bed, and the needlepoint-cushioned window seat in the tower.

If I were Barton, I’d charge thousands a month for this place. I prayed he wasn’t me and was relieved when my prayers were answered.

“You want to keep the furniture?” He still didn’t look at me as he bent over the kitchen table to fill out the rental agreement. Who needed him staring? I could live with letting his voice pour over me and seeing his kissable lips.

“I can’t imagine living here without all of it.” Or maybe even you, I thought, eyeing his pert butt wiggling at me as he wrote.

He stopped, stood, and eyed me for a few seconds before bending and going back to writing. I hadn’t said that about his butt out loud, had I?

As I was daydreaming about his ass and the scarred table, he stopped writing, looked over the form, and finally twisted it toward me. “Sign here, initial here, and date it. Then I need your rent for the month.”

I was signing before he changed his mind. The rent was ridiculously cheap. “No deposit?” There had to be a catch, right?

“No.”

I glanced up. He was gazing down at the table, or maybe at my hands. Or my groin? I signed as fast as I could and wrote a check to John Barton, the name on the rental agreement. So he had a first name, and we had a deal.

 

I drove back to my cousin’s house whistling. Within an hour, and with Beth and Kate’s help, I was moved in. Having only clothes and electronics made the move a one-trip job. Then I went food shopping for breakfast stuff and frozen dinners. We all celebrated by eating a late dinner outside town at a diner called the Rock Bottom Cafe. Renting a place with a wonderful kitchen hadn’t automatically taught me to cook.

Even with an enigma for a landlord, my life was perfect.

 

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Pat Henshaw, author of the Foothills Pride Stories, has spent her life surrounded by words:  Teaching English composition at the junior college level; writing book reviews for newspapers, magazines, and websites; helping students find information as a librarian; and promoting PBS television programs.

Pat was born and raised in Nebraska where she promptly left the cold and snow after college, living at various times in Texas, Colorado, Northern Virginia, and Northern California.  Pat enjoys travel, having visited Mexico, Canada, Europe, Nicaragua, Thailand, and Egypt, and Europe, including a cruise down the Danube.

Her triumphs are raising two incredible daughters who daily amaze her with their power and compassion.  Fortunately, her incredibly supportive husband keeps her grounded in reality when she threatens to drift away while writing fiction.

 

 

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Book Blitz and Giveaway for Jamie Fessenden’s A Viking For Yule

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Length: 56,000 words approx.
 
Cover Design: Reese Dante
 
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Blurb
 

AFTER SAM’S GRANDFATHER nearly died in a blizzard one year ago, Sam has panic attacks in snow storms. So where does his friend Jackie propose they spend the holidays, as the last stop on their trip around the world?

Iceland. Of course.

But there’s more in Iceland than snow. When Arnar, a handsome Icelandic man, offers to escort Sam on a several-day tour of the beautiful countryside, they soon find themselves drawn to each other. But Arnar is firmly rooted in his native soil, and Sam has to return to the US in a week to care for his ailing grandfather.

Suddenly, yule can’t last nearly long enough.

NOTE: Though this novel includes characters from “A Cop for Christmas,” it is a standalone adventure. It isn’t necessary to read “A Cop for Christmas” first


Author Bio

amie Fessenden is an author of gay fiction in many genres. Most involve romance, because he believes everyone deserves to find love, but after that anything goes: contemporary, science fiction, historical, paranormal, mystery, or whatever else strikes his fantasy.

Jamie Fessenden set out to be a writer in junior high school. He published a couple short pieces in his high school’s literary magazine and had another story place in the top 100 in a national contest, but it wasn’t until he met his partner, Erich, almost twenty years later, that he began writing again in earnest. With Erich alternately inspiring and goading him, Jamie wrote several screenplays and directed a few of them as micro-budget independent films. He then began writing novels and published his first novella in 2010. After nine years together, Jamie and Erich have married and purchased a house together in the wilds of Raymond, New Hampshire, where there are no street lights, turkeys and deer wander through their yard, and coyotes serenade them on a nightly basis.


Jamie recently left his “day job” as a tech support analyst to be a full-time writer.

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