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Thursday, December 14, 2017

An Unlocked Mind by K.C. Wells and Parker Williams - Release Tour with Deleted Scene and Giveaway


Title: An Unlocked Mind
Series: Secrets Book #2
Author: K.C. Wells & Parker Williams
Genre: M/M Romance Light BDSM
Release Date: December 11, 2017 



Rob Daniels is determined to prove to himself that his brother Alex got it wrong. Alex believes he found love through BDSM; Rob is certain that’s not possible. He even makes several visits to a London club to prove his point. But when he attends the grand opening of Secrets, Rob gets a shock, one that has him fleeing, vowing never to return—until he does… and runs into the brick wall that is Dom Vic Prentiss. As first meetings go, theirs is a disaster.

The more time he spends around Rob, the more convinced Vic becomes of two things—one, something is eating away at Rob, and two, he’s looking for something. Every instinct tells Vic to help him, but trying to unlock the secrets hidden in Rob’s mind requires a key. All Vic has to do is find it. Because maybe then he’ll get to see the real Rob, the man who’s scared to let go….





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*****DELETED SCENE*****

This scene was changed in the final copy of the book, but it speaks to Rob’s needs and how he is feeling about Vic.

*****

Rob glanced at the clock and smiled. Vic should be home in fifteen minutes. Rob's heart thundered. He wasn't sure how what he'd done would be received. It wasn't as if he and Vic were...
The key in the lock startled Rob. Vic was early. He rushed to the door and pulled it open. “Hi,” he said breathlessly. “Can you... um... stay in here for a few minutes?”
Vic grinned. “Care to tell me why?”
“Please. Just... Please?”
Vic reached out and stroked Rob's cheek. He pressed into the warm touch, then realized what he was doing and pulled away.
“Yes, I'll stay in here. Go ahead and do what you have to.”
It was silly, Rob knew. It wasn't like Vic wasn't aware he was up to something. He hurried back to the dining room and put down some plates he'd found in a hutch that contained what appeared to be for special occasions. He sighed to himself, once again realizing how stupid this was. He lit two tapered candles, the glow casting a warm light around the room. He dished up the dinner and went back to find Vic lazing on the sofa.
“Okay, I'm ready.”
Vic stood, and Rob's breath caught. He wished what they'd shared could be something more than just convenient sex, but Vic treated him so well, Rob would take what he could get. When Rob took his hand and led him to the table, Vic stopped in the doorway.
“What's this?” he asked.
“I... I got paid today,” Rob whispered. “I wanted to do something nice for you, you know, to thank you for everything you've done for me. I know it's not much, but...” Rob's voice trailed off. Now he felt supremely stupid. Vic had money, so what was burgers and chips to him? “I'm sorry, I didn't think... Never mind. It was stupid. I'm sorry.”
The sting in his eyes told him the tears were close to the surface. When had he gotten so sappy? It had only been since he’d met Vic. Rob tried to pull away, but Vic held on tight to his hand.
“Hey, look at me.”
Rob shook his head.
“I said look at me, boy.”
Rob turned his gaze up and found Vic smiling at him.
“Why are you upset? Can you tell me?”
“I just realized how stupid this was. I mean a nice dinner to you is probably some fancy restaurant with food I can't pronounce, and a bottle of wine that costs more than what my check was. I didn't even think about how this must seem to you.”
“Do you want to know? Why not ask me? You might be surprised.”
Rob tried once more to draw his hand away.
“No, you're not going anywhere. Ask me, Rob. Please.”
Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, Rob asked, “Does this seem stupid to you?”
Vic chuckled. “I'm glad you asked.” Vic swept a hand toward the table. “This? It's...I can't even begin to tell you. No one has ever done anything like this for me before. I'm the one who takes care of people. I'm the one who goes out and buys them dinner. You surprised and thrilled me with this. The table looks beautiful, and the fact you did this for me? It makes me happier than I can say.”
“You... you don't mind?”
Vic bent down and kissed Rob on the forehead. “No. In fact, I'd like us to sit down and eat, because I'm famished. Then, after, we can go into the lounge and watch a movie. Your choice.”
Rob's stomach quivered at Vic's sultry tone. But it wasn't a movie he wanted. “Could we...would it be okay if...”
“Tell me what you want, Rob. Say the words.”
“Could you take me to bed? I mean we don't have to do anything, but I'd like to be close to you. And if you wanted to hold me, that would be good, too.”
“I think that would be the perfect dessert,” Vic whispered to him.





4.5 out of 5 stars

An Unlocked Mind is the 2nd book in the Secrets series. While this could be read on it's own, I personally don't recommend it. This is part of a storyline that was started back in Alex and Leo's story, An Unlocked Heard, part of the Collars and Cuffs series. I recommend reading that series and then continuing into this series. 

I'll admit I was worried about who this book was about prior to reading it. Rob caused no end of grief to his brother Alex in An Unlocked Heart. Between his 'blackmail' efforts and going to his mom, Rob's actions caused a huge rift between him and Alex. So, yes I was worried because Rob seemed to be one of those irredeemable assholes. Well I should have known better between the two authors of this book, they were able to pull a once self-centered, highly closeted young mad out of his own head and make him someone you were hoping would happy by the end of the book.  

There were moments at the beginning of the story where I wanted to gleefully smack Rob if not outright throttle him. As the story progressed and Rob meets Vic, and Vic sees something in Rob that makes him want to help Rob become a better person, I started to see glimmers of the man that Rob would grow into. Of course his journey is not easy because Rob has to realize that he IS a worthy person, and he needs more in his life than what he started out the book with. 

Then there's Vic, who is a full time Dom, but is currently without a sub when he meets Rob. Now at first he doesn't see the potential in Rob. He just sees the sassy, smart-mouthed brat who has no control over himself and lashes out constantly. The first meeting is a fluke, the second draws Rob back to Vic time and again but he doesn't know why, nor does Vic understand why he's drawn to Rob. As they get closer, things change, Vic wants Rob for his sub but isn't sure that is what Rob wants. As the book progresses they work things out, Rob accepts his place with Vic, and they both realize that they are meant to be together. 

I loved seeing Rob change from the spoiled brat he was into the young man with unlimited potential by the end of the book. His acceptance of Vic as his Dom, their life together, and that Rob can happy is a large part of the direction of this story. It's not as filled with the BDSM lifestyle or scenes as some of the other books in both series are, but what is in there works for this story. Did I miss the scenes that could have occurred between him and Vic, maybe a little but they wouldn't really have enhanced the story unless it allowed Rob to free another piece of himself. Where the few scenes that they did have in the book did give Rob that bit more acceptance and freedom he needed at that point in time. 

Overall An Unlocked Mind was a surprising favorite in the series, maybe not as much as Jared's story or Peter's but I did love seeing the turn around in Rob. I have to say that Vic was a growly bear  of a Dom and I loved that about him. He was the perfect foil for Rob. I do highly recommend this book as one to pick up immediately for fans of the series. If you haven't read the previous books, I'd definitely recommend reading them in order to work your way to this book. Trust me...if you haven't read them you need to! 













K.C. Wells started writing in 2012, although the idea of writing a novel had been in her head since she was a child. But after reading that first gay romance in 2009, she was hooked.

She now writes full time, and the line of men in her head, clamouring to tell their story, is getting longer and longer. If the frequent visits by plot bunnies are anything to go by, that’s not about to change anytime soon.



Parker Williams believes that true love exists, but it always comes with a price. No happily ever after can ever be had without work, sweat, and tears that come with melding lives together.




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Friday, July 22, 2016

Endings and Beginnings by K.C. Wells and Parker Williams - Blog Tour with Exclusive NSFW Post and Giveaway



Author Names: K.C. Wells & Parker Williams

Book Name: Endings and Beginnings
Series: Collars & Cuffs
Book: Eight
This is the final book in the series, which should be read from Beginning to End. ;) (See what we did there?)
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond

Release Date: July 18, 2016

Blurb:

In all his relationships, Darren Fielding never found the level of intimacy he witnessed between Thomas Williams and his sub, Peter, the day of Peter’s “rebirth.” Not only that, he never realized such intimacy was possible. For two years, Thomas’s business card has been burning a hole in his wallet. When Darren’s lover moves on, maybe it’s finally time to see where that card takes him.
Collars & Cuffs’s new barman, JJ Taylor, is really conflicted right now. He went to the club with a very specific purpose, already convinced of what he’d find there. Except it’s not what he expected at all. He certainly didn’t anticipate finding himself drawn to the new wannabe Dom. Nor could he have guessed the direction that attraction would lead him.
Old love, new love, vows, pain, rage, moving in, moving on…. The members of Collars & Cuffs face an event that touches some of them deeply, but it will only reinforce what they already know: together they are stronger, and some bonds cannot be broken.

Pages or Words: 121,429

Categories: Contemporary, BDSM, Fiction, M/M Romance

Excerpt:

“Honey, I’m home.”
Alex laughed and came out of the kitchen to greet his husband. “We’ve talked about this, right? You do not walk into this apartment and talk to me like I’m the little wife.”
Leo kissed him soundly on the cheek. “Aw, but you’d look great in an apron, holding a glass of beer out for your weary, hard-working hubby.” He smirked. “And besides, no one in their right mind would call you little.”
Alex quirked his eyebrows. “One, you don’t drink beer, which is why there’s a glass of chilled chardonnay on the living room table, waiting for you. Two, excuse me—weary? Hard-working? You’ve been standing around in leather chaps and a harness, watching while guys do all manner of things to each other, which probably included a lot of fucking, because, hey, it’s Saturday night, right?”
Leo sighed happily. “What can I say? I love my job.”


Alan and Dorian get a little ‘edgy’.

Dorian groaned. “Please, sir…” He fought to regain his composure, to breathe more evenly.

Alan’s face appeared above him, and he was still grinning. “Oh, are we at the begging part now?”

Dorian shuddered as Alan slowly withdrew the vibrating dildo that had brought him to the brink of orgasm, and placed it on the table next to the bench where Dorian lay. “You want me to beg? I’ll beg.” Alan always knew he could bring Dorian off with a rigorous bout of finger-fucking, and when he’d started that way, Dorian had thought his climax was in sight, ecstasy assured, but no.

Alan had clearly had other plans. A prostate massager that had him leaking pre-come like a tap. The dildo, the new, thick one that made Dorian groan at the sight of it. And fuck, it has felt amazing. Then the vibrator, and Oh my God, that had brought him right to the edge, until he was sure Alan would relent and say the words Dorian longed to hear.

Dorian wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. Alan had used every means at his disposal to bring him to the point where Dorian had been positive he’d been about to come, only to back off.

“H-how long have we been in here?” Around them were the typical noises of the club: he’d been surprised to find Alan wanting to do a scene on the main floor, rather than in one of the rooms. Not that Dorian minded. He loved their scenes, wherever they took place.

Alan peered at his phone on the table. “Two hours.” That grin was back. “How about another couple of hours?” He stroked Dorian’s chest, pausing to tweak his nipples, forcing another moan of frustration from Dorian’s lips. “Aw. Don’t you like that?” Alan glanced along Dorian’s body to his cock. He looked back at Dorian, his eyes gleaming. “Your lips say no, but your dick says yes.”
“Sir,” Dorian panted as Alan tugged gently on his bound cock. “Please, let me come. I can’t take another two minutes, let alone two more hours.”

Alan’s hand was on his cheek in an instant. “You’ve done so well, my beautiful boy,” he said softly, before bending low to kiss Dorian on the lips. When they parted, he smiled, and fuck, the light in Alan’s eyes was incredible.

“I love you,” Dorian blurted out, unable to keep in the words. He knew it wasn’t artifice on his part, a means to please Alan and make him relent.

No, it was simply because he loved Alan, heart, body and soul, and he had to tell him, right there, right then.

Alan’s face glowed. He straightened, and slowly unfastened his leather pants, reaching inside to pull out his cock, already hard, wet at the end. “You take much more than you used to, you know.” He smiled as he leisurely pumped his dick. “You’re able to stave off your orgasm for much longer. I am so proud of all you’ve accomplished.” He straddled the bench, his cock pointing up toward the ceiling.

“What… what are you doing?” Dorian lifted his head from the bench to stare at Alan. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen members of the club fucking on the main floor—getting carried away now with a scene was an occupational hazard—but mostly sex took place in the group room.

He shivered as Alan grasped his ankles and spread him, lifting his legs into the air to bring them to rest on his shoulders.

Alan smiled. “I think such accomplishments deserve a reward.” He glanced down briefly. “And seeing as you’re already lubed up, it would be a shame to let all that slickness go to waste.” He shifted forward on the bench, until Dorian could feel the hot, bare head of Alan’s dick pressing against his hole. Alan gripped Dorian’s hips and edged him closer.

“I love you too,” he said softly as he entered Dorian, slow enough to make Dorian’s toes curl.
Dorian groaned at the sheer pleasure of having Alan inside him, and his heart sang when Alan began to fuck him with fast, deep strokes, yanking Dorian onto his cock. “F-feels so good,” he stammered out, body jolted every time Alan slammed into him. With each nudge of Alan’s dick over his already sensitised prostate, he knew he was right on the edge.

Alan obviously knew that too. “I’m going to shoot my load inside you now. I love it when I spill inside you.”

“Oh fuck, me too,” Dorian gasped. “Now, Sir, now.” He pushed down hard, tightening his muscles around Alan’s shaft, bringing both of them closer to their mutual orgasm.

Alan’s breathing quickened and his chest flushed against the dark harness. “Fuck, you’re going to make me come.”

“Yes, God, yes. Come, Sir. Come inside me. Come inside your boy.” Saying the words, flinging them out into the ether, an affirmation of who Dorian was, what he was, was enough to bring him perilously close to his climax.

Alan locked gazes on him. “Come. Fly, beautiful boy.”

Truth. He was Alan’s boy, every last quivering inch of him.

Dorian cried out as his cock erupted, come jetting out to hit Alan’s chest and belly. He shuddered as his orgasm thundered through him, lightning bolts of ecstasy that coursed through him, making him tremble in their wake.

Alan threw back his head and groaned. “Fuck, yeah.” He arched and shot deep, his body going taut, fingers digging into the fleshy part of Dorian’s thighs. From around them came murmurs of appreciation, muttered words of encouragement and congratulation, but they washed over Dorian, his head in a daze, his body floating as he soared higher and higher, lost on some plateau where all he knew were the sensations that had him at their mercy, and his love for his Master.

His Alan.

A gentle hand on his face. Soft lips against his forehead. That fragmentary feeling of loss when he felt Alan’s cock leave his body.

Dorian opened his eyes to look in Alan’s. “Hey,” he said with a smile.

Alan bent low and kissed him on the mouth, letting his lips linger there while he stroked Dorian’s arms and chest. When he broke the kiss, Alan heaved a happy sigh.

“Welcome back.”


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Meet K.C. Wells:

Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C. WELLS always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way. K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, when the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings—writing about men in love was even hotter…. 

K.C. now writes full-time and is loving every minute of her new career. The laptop still has no idea of what hit it… it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.  

And as for those men in love that she writes about? The list of stories just waiting to be written is getting longer… and longer…. 


Where to find K.C. Wells:

Twitter: @K_C_Wells


Meet Parker Williams (or at least his voices):

Good day! We are the voices that live inside Will’s head. The ones who whisper to him constantly, beckoning him to speak of our adventures, to tell of our love, and perhaps, if we’re in a mood, kill a person or two.


We guide his hand as he tells our tales where love is the most powerful force, but must be worked for, molded, and finally, embraced. There can be no shortcuts or substitutions on the path to a happily ever after.


We hope you will join with us as Will fulfills his obligation to ensure our stories are told and, we hope, enjoyed.

Where to find Parker Williams:

Connect with Parker on: Twitter: @ParkerWAuthor
Or you can visit his website: www.ParkerWilliamsAuthor.com



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Monday, December 21, 2015

Dom Of Ages by K.C. Wells and Parker Williams - Release Day Book Blast with Giveaway



Author Names: K.C. Wells & Parker Williams
Book Name: Dom of Ages
Series: Collars & Cuffs
Book: Seven
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
Photo Credits: Joey Flyfoto, Model: Dirk Caber

Release Date: December 21, 2015

Blurb:

Eli may only be thirty, but he has had enough of pretend submissives. He wants a sub who truly knows how to submit. So when he spies Jarod in a BDSM club, everything about the man screams submission. It doesn’t matter that Jarod has to be about twenty years older than Eli. What does age matter, anyway? Not one to miss an opportunity, Eli moves fast and takes Jarod home with him, without thinking things through. All he can see is what he’s always wanted – a sub who wants to serve.

Jarod spent twenty-eight years with his Master, until Fate took Phillip from him. Four years on, and Jarod is still lost, so when a young Dom takes charge, Jarod rolls with it and finds himself serving again. But he keeps waiting for the shoe to drop. Because there’s going to come a point when Eli realizes he’s a laughing stock in the club. Who would want to be seen with a fifty-year-old sub? And when the moment of humiliation does arrive, Jarod flees. He’d be better off with Phillip.

Despite several missteps, what happens forces Eli to understand that Jarod needs him as much as he needs Jarod. But he knows in order to find happiness, they need friends who will understand. A friend keeps telling him Collars & Cuffs is what they need. Eli finally goes to visit, refusing to risk Jarod being hurt again, and finds everything he's heard about the club is true. When he takes Jarod, he watches as his sub is met with open arms. As they settle in to their new life, Eli begins to see things differently. And he dares to think he can have it all. Until the phone call that shows him he didn't realize what he could lose.

Pages or Words:  92,000 words

Categories: BDSM, Contemporary, Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance, May-December Romance

Excerpt:

Jarod
From the outside, Collars & Cuffs seemed innocuous, a red-bricked building, maybe an old factory or industrial space, tucked in a quiet corner off Canal Street yet visible to the pedestrian traffic. A security guard stood at the black-painted wooden door, taking names and checking off a list. The windows were blacked out, betraying nothing of the club’s interior, and the faint hum of music could be heard.
Even on first impressions, it was nothing like Spitfire. That didn’t stop my heart from pounding as Eli led me across the street to the main door.
His hand was at my lower back, gentle and reassuring. “It’s all right, pet. It’s okay to be nervous. And never forget, I’m here with you and for you.”
His words calmed me a little. “Let’s just see what it’s like on the inside, okay?” That was going to be the acid test.
“I promised you. If you’re not happy, we don’t stay. All I ask is that you give it a chance.”
I breathed deeply. He was being fair, so I’d do my bit too.
The security guard gave Eli a polite smile. “’Ello again. It’s Eli, right?” He glanced at me, his smile still evident. “Welcome, gentlemen.” He opened the door, and we entered a reception area, its wide desk manned by a young guy with a winning smile. Once Eli had signed us in and we’d been issued with visitors’ wristbands, the large metallic door to our left clicked open, and we were inside.
“Well, pet?” Eli stood at my side while I glanced around the club, trying to take in my surroundings. I couldn’t see the main floor of the club, except for glimpses on the wall monitors in the bar area ahead of us, but I could certainly hear what was going on. Familiar sounds took me back to when Phillip and I had first frequented the clubs: the swish of a riding crop; the thwack of a whip through the air; the dull smack of a paddle connecting with flesh; and beneath it all, the constant undercurrent of sounds of pleasure and pain, voices both high and low.
It wasn’t until that moment that I really knew how much I’d missed it.
Before I had time to say a word, he led me over to where two men stood by the bar, deep in conversation. They looked up and smiled to see him. Eli put his arm around my waist. “Jarod, this is Leo Hart and Thomas Williams. They own Collars & Cuffs.”
I estimated Leo to be in his forties, while Thomas appeared older. Both men greeted me with warm smiles.
“It’s good to have you here,” Leo said, his voice rich and deep. I had to look up at him, he was so tall. “Eli has already told us so much about you. Feel free to look around and ask any questions you like. I can guarantee you’ll find a warm reception.” He glanced over my shoulder and smirked. “In fact, I’d say you’re about to be on the receiving end of a hug any second now.”
I twisted around, Eli with me, and saw a young man with red hair heading straight for us, his face lit up with a smile.
Eli laughed. “Pet, that’s Scott, Ben’s boy. He’s been dying to meet you.”
“You must be Jarod.” The hug Leo had predicted came mere seconds later, then Scott released me. “Wanna come meet my friends?” He glanced at Eli and lowered his gaze, his manner slightly more reserved. “If that’s okay with you, Sir.” It was obvious from his accent that Scott was American.
Eli nodded and then gazed at me. “You’re in safe hands, pet. Go meet people, ask questions. I’ll be here, okay?”
“Yay!” Scott exclaimed. Whatever response I’d intended making was lost when he tugged me away from Eli to a table in the corner of the bar, where two young men sat. Behind me, I could hear Eli, Leo, and Thomas chuckling.
Scott appeared to be the youngest. He indicated an empty chair and then flopped down next to the others. “Okay, that tall drink of water in the corner is Alex, and I do mean tall,” Scott said with a grin, pointing to a young man in his midtwenties with short brown hair and pale blue eyes. Alex gave a nod in my direction, his eyes sparkling. “And next to him is Peter. These guys are my best friends here.”
Peter seemed the quietest of the three. “You’ll have to forgive Scott,” he said in a low voice. “He tends to be rather exuberant.” He smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back.
Scott guffawed. “Is that another word for American?” He winked at me. “Alex here is the shy and retiring type—well, he used to be. These days he’s coming out of his shell more and more. It’s amazing what getting married can do to a guy.” He grinned. “Guess I’ll find that out for myself soon enough.”
I stared in surprise. He seemed awfully young to be considering marriage. And Alex was already married?
“You met Alex’s husband when you arrived,” Peter said. I liked the sound of his voice. It had a calm, peaceful quality to it. “Leo Hart? They got married just after Christmas.”
“Congratulations,” I offered Alex, whose cheeks flushed. I turned back to Scott. “You’re getting married too?”
Scott nodded, his eyes gleaming. “Ben and I are getting hitched this summer. I can’t wait.” He was almost bouncing on his chair.
“Yeah, only this time it’ll be for real,” Alex said with a wink, digging Peter in the ribs with an elbow.
My confusion must have shown, because Peter leaned toward me. “Let’s just say Scott and Ben were helping Leo keep his wedding plans a secret, so a little subterfuge was called for.”
“That was awesome. And great that we get to do it all over again.” Scott’s enthusiasm was infectious.
I relaxed into my chair. “So, tell me about the club. You’re subs?”
Alex nodded. “Scott and I come here whenever we can, but Peter is just starting to make this a more regular thing. His Sir is Thomas, Leo’s partner.”
“I come here to be with Sir.” Peter’s voice was warm. “I don’t do scenes with him, though. Thomas is here to run the club, but when he’s home, my job is to see to the running of the house, to make his life easier.”
I smiled at him. “Then we have something in common.”
His eyes lit up. “Really?”
“Hey, who’s this?”
I tensed as two young men joined us, dragging chairs from a nearby table to sit, but Scott wrapped an arm around my shoulders and held me close.
Alex did the introductions this time, indicating a young man with dark hair and even darker eyes. “That’s Pietro. He works with me in a restaurant in the city center, and his master is Miles. You might see him in a while, if we go on a bit of a tour, because he’s Dungeon Master tonight.”
Pietro grinned and then looked straight at me. “I met your Sir the other day, I think. Is he a friend of Ben’s?”
I nodded.
“Ah, so you’ve come to check us out.” He indicated the young man to his right. “This is Dorian. He’s been here longer than the rest of us.” He dug Dorian in the arm. “Isn’t that right?” he asked with a grin.
Dorian smiled, his cheeks pinking. “It’s a good club,” he told me. “What I like most about it?” He glanced at the young men around the table. “Anyone here will tell you, being a member of Collars & Cuffs is like being part of a family. You get support when you need it, friendship….” He swallowed hard, and Pietro squeezed his shoulder. Dorian gave him a grateful look and then returned his attention to me. “Trust me. This is a good place.” There were murmurs of assent from the others. Judging from the glances directed toward Dorian, I figured there was a story there.
What overwhelmed me, however, was that not once had one of them made any reference to my age. Like it simply didn’t matter to them. Encouraged, I found myself sharing my history, telling them about Phillip. There were supportive noises and tears from my audience when I told them about the last four years, the fact that I’d merely been existing rather than living. Alex and Peter in particular were nodding as I spoke.
“You are going to join, aren’t you?” Peter asked when I’d finished, “because I think you’d be a good fit here.” More nods from the others sent a rush of warmth through me, and I nodded.
Not that he needed to ask. I’d already made my mind up.
Eli had been right about this place. It felt… right.



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Meet the authors:

K.C. Wells:

Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C. Wells always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way.

K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, where the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings—writing about men in love was even hotter....

K.C. now writes full time and is loving every minute of her new career.

The laptop still has no idea of what hit it... it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.

Parker Williams:

Parker Williams began to write as a teen, but never showed his work to anyone. As he grew older, he drifted away from writing, but his love of the written word moved him to reading. A chance encounter with an author changed the course of his life as she encouraged him to never give up on a dream. With the help of some amazing friends, he rediscovered the joy of writing, thanks to a community of writers who have become his family.

Parker firmly believes in love, but is also of the opinion that anything worth having requires work and sacrifice (plus a little hurt and angst, too). The course of love is never a smooth one, and Happily Ever After always has a price tag.


Where to find the authors:

KC:
Twitter: @K_C_Wells

Parker:
Connect with Parker on: Twitter: @ParkerWAuthor
Or you can visit his website: http://www.ParkerWilliamsAuthor.com




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