Limelight Anthology - Blog Tour with Excerpts and Giveaway

Limelight

By H.L. Holston, Sara York, Eleanor Bruce, and E.M. Leya 

Blurb: 
Some dream of fame and fortune, but it isn't always everything one might think it will be. It doesn't matter what entertainment industry you're in, you have to sacrifice, and when it comes to love, well that brings on a million other issues.

Inside you'll find three stories about men in the limelight. They worked hard to gain the fame they've found, but in doing so, they all have longed for one thing — Love. Some things might come easy for these men, but when it comes to sharing their hearts, things are never simple and either are the men they desire.

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Time Gone By by E.M. Leya

Jon is one of the biggest names in Hollywood. The fame and fortune he has is like nothing he ever imagined, but he left behind the only man he'd ever loved to achieve it.

Wyatt thought he'd put the past behind him and moved on, focusing on his career as he hides the truth about himself from those who are closest to him. Why should he risk his family and friends with being honest when his only reason left town six years ago?

When fate throws the two men together again, they are forced to confront things from the past that they both don't want to admit, but the passion and desire for each other is stronger than ever, proving that no matter how much time has gone by, the heart knows what it wants.

Excerpt

"Hey."

Jon looked up to see Wyatt standing in the doorway.

"Want some company?"

"Sure." Jon sat up straighter as Wyatt took a seat across from him. "So nursing, huh? It suits you."

"Thanks. I debated on becoming a vet, but that was too many years stuck in school. I enjoy this. Now that I'm back home and working here, it's nice. I worked in Phoenix for about a year, but hated every minute of it." Wyatt leaned back, stretching his long legs out in front of him.

"Yeah, I don't blame you. I hate living in the city. I miss this place."

"You could move back."

Jon tried to ignore the hopeful gleam in Wyatt's eyes. "Yeah, I don't think that would work. Most my business is in California. It's just easier to stay there." Honestly, he hated it and thought about moving back all the time, but the main reason he didn't was sitting right across from him.

"You look good." Wyatt didn't hide the way his gaze traveled over Jon's body.

"So do you." Jon returned the same stare, and then wished he hadn't. He could still remember that body pressed up against his, the taste of Wyatt's lips against his own. It was as if it all happened yesterday.

"You want to go grab a cup of coffee downstairs and catch up?" Wyatt asked.

"Aren't you working?"

"Got off about ten minutes ago. I was hoping you were still here."

"Why?" Jon shook his head. "Sorry, that was rude. It's just…" Jon stood and went to the doorway, looking down the hall.

"I know, Jon. It's hard for me too, but I miss you. Miss talking about stuff. You're my best friend."

"I was." Jon turned to look at him.

"You still are. No one will ever know me like you do."

"It's been nearly six years, Wyatt."

"Doesn't feel like it sometimes."

Jon turned to look at him, struggling with the emotions he'd locked away for so long. "Sometimes it seems longer." He shrugged. "I didn't even know you'd gone to school."

"Yeah, you were pretty upset when you left. I figured you weren't checking up on me much."

That wasn't true. He might not have asked about him, but he did look for him every time he came back to town. Okay, so that wasn't often, but still, Wyatt was always on his mind when he was visiting. "Can you blame me?"

Suck This, Neil Patrick Harris by H.L. Holston & Eleanor Bruce

Dante Moretti has a big problem. His acting career has hit the skids and he's desperate to land the lead role in the next Hollywood blockbuster. It’s his last chance to get back on the superstar track.

But, his personal life is a train wreck. No sane director will work with him any longer. Solution? Bribe his best friend and former co-star, Chris Parker to play the role of his long-term boyfriend. Showing the world he’s in a committed relationship will hopefully convince casting agents he’s reformed, stable and trustworthy.

Even if it’s a lie.

What Dante doesn't count on is the public’s reaction to the announcement that Chris and he are a couple…and his own feelings for Chris spiraling out of control.

Under the merciless cameras of the paparazzi, Dante is forced to choose--his leading man status or the man he thought was just his best friend. Who ever thought that pretending to be in love would be this hard?

Excerpt

He’d never seen Chris and Katie go at it like this before. Sure, they had bickered on set, but this was a war of words. If Dante had one ounce of bisexuality in his bones, he would have been cheering for them to make out after they stopped arguing. They were that hot together in the heat of passion. He was beginning to see the appeal of their coupling from the show now. No wonder Space Pirates fans had cried when Katie’s character had died in Chris’ arms.

But he had to stop this now. At least half the crowd had out their cell phones and were filming Chris and Katie’s argument. Going from past experience, Dante knew the clips would be up on YouTube within minutes. He had damage control to do.

Dante pushed himself between his two former co-stars and shouted, “Enough!”

That got everyone’s attention. Chris looked at him in confusion, Katie, well, she looked impressed he’d intervened.

He grabbed Chris’ hand tightly, glanced to the other man for permission, and when Chris nodded, Dante said in a deliberately loud voice, strong enough to reach the line of fans still strolling in the front door of Hollywood Book and Poster.

“I’m sorry we sprung this on you here, Katie and not in private beforehand. But, I’m not going to apologize for dating Chris.” He paused dramatically, and forty fannish faces pressed in closer to listen. “Not when I feel like the luckiest son-of-a-bitch on the planet that he even agreed to go out with me. He’s everything I ever wanted in a partner, and I refuse to hide the fact we’re a couple.”

Dante laid his next monologue on thick.

Staring deeply and what he hoped was adoringly into Chris’ face, he said, “I love him and I’m keeping him for as long as he’ll have me!”

You could have heard a pin drop. They were well and truly out of the closest now. Katie’s expression had softened a bit from her previous stance, but Dante could tell from the fire still in her eyes, they’d have more explaining to do after the autograph signing.

While she still appeared doubtful, the crowd around them erupted into chaos. More phones came out and their fans’ commentary started:

“How long have Chris and you been dating?”

“I thought Chris was straight?”

Finally, one triumphant voice exclaimed, “I knew they were f**king! I knew it.”

Center Stage by Sara York

Country music is Slade Pepper’s first love and he can’t walk away from the stage, but being gay and in country music doesn’t allow him to have a personal life. Slade takes the month off to decompress and search his soul. He meets Corbin Branford and can’t say no to a passion filled night. One night turns into more, but Corbin has no idea who Slade is, and Slade tries to keep it that way...until a fan blows his cover. Corbin is angry enough to leave, but Slade Pepper won’t give up without a fight.

Excerpt

Corbin rocked his hips against Slade’s, his thumb playing with the button of Slade’s jeans. “I’ve been watching you all night, and God, I’ve wanted to touch you.”

Thunder rumbled outside and the lights flickered. The rain came down, growing louder as the thunder died out. Corbin leaned back, his gaze searching. “Let’s eat and then we can figure out what…Mmm, damn, you sure are sexy.”

Slade nodded, his body hot from Corbin’s touch. “Eat first, then maybe something else later?”

Slade wanted that something else very much. He was hot and getting hotter, but Corbin hadn’t eaten. The guy was probably starving.

“I’d like to know more about you. Are you visiting with your family?”

Slade moved to the table and pulled out a chair, holding it for Corbin. He was a southern gentleman. No matter who he liked to fuck, he’d been raised with manners, and those manners would be used.

Corbin quirked a brow as he sunk into his seat. “Nice touch. I think we’ll most definitely be doing something after I’m no longer starving.”

Slade slid into the other chair and picked up his burger, taking a bite. He moaned and closed his eyes, focusing on the flavors in the meat. “They really are good burgers.”

“Thanks. I’ve won a couple of awards, nothing big, but you know, it helps.”

Slade smiled and took another bite as he stared at Corbin, taking in his small frame and lean muscles. The guy really was beautiful. If only he could stay on this island, then maybe he could actually have a relationship. But he’d be gone in a few weeks. Perhaps Corbin wouldn’t mind a part-time gig. Hell, he might actually enjoy it.

About The Authors

Emma Marie Leya, aka E.M Leya lives in Salt Lake City, Utah with her daughter, two dogs, a cat, and two birds. When she isn't writing, she is an avid swimmer with a passion for the mountains. She's often found playing outdoors.

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 Writing is Sara York's life. The stories fight to get out, often leaving her working on four or five books at once. She can't help but write. Along with her writing addiction she has a coffee addiction. Some nights, the only reason she stops writing and goes to sleep is for the fresh brewed coffee in the morning. Sara enjoys writing twisted tales of passion, anger, and love with a good healthy dose of lust thrown in for fun.

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H.L. Holston & Eleanor Bruce met when a friend put them in charge of the writing awards at a local sci-fi convention, but bonded over their mutual love of Bruce Springsteen. In real life, after many years of teaching social studies at the high school level, Holly has now semi-retired to Florida where she tutors reading and writing in between scrapbooking and reading romance novels. 

Eleanor has been a professional business writer since 1989 and an amateur fiction writer for over fifteen years and dreams of following the E Street Band around once she retires, unless Holly talks her into buying a condo on the beach in Costa Rica.

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