Author Name: Havan Fellows
Release
Date: July 20, 2015
Pages or Words: 172 pages
Publisher: Appleton Publishing Avenue
Cover
Artist: Allison Cassatta
Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, Gay
Fiction, Humor, M/M Romance
Blurb: Seven years ago one of them made a mistake.
That mistake will change six lives
forever.
Today.
Ryder made a mistake Harlan can't forgive. Will Ryder
cross a line no man should cross to obtain a second chance?
Ritchie won't admit he's heartbroken.
Emery won't accept less than all of Ritchie's affection. How will arrogant
Emery win snarky Ritchie for his own?
Fuzzy is an unsatisfied ladies' man. Geoff's
a bear-loving man who satisfies. Problem? Convincing a straight man that
satisfaction might be just around the bend.
Warning: This book is chocked full of
domineering men who don’t like to take no for an answer. If arrogant alpha men
make your heart beat faster and other places tingle, this is the book for you.
Excerpt:
“What
are you? My mother?”
He
winked at Ritchie. “Not exactly, I don’t have the proper equipment for that.
Though now I think I should start pitying myself that you didn’t notice.” And
for the first time throughout this whole weird interaction, the stranger’s smile
turned into an exaggerated version of a pout.
Ritchie
rolled his eyes for real this time, and against his will, he felt himself
smirking in response to that pout.
“Ah
ha!” Not surprisingly, the pout disappeared. “I knew I would break down your
defenses eventually. So who is he?”
“Excuse
me?” Hadn’t he already said that during this conversation?
“Who’s
the guy that’s got you all knotted up? Only way for someone to look that
downcast is when love’s involved. Since you aren’t all pissy and mad, well, not
any more than what I assume’s the norm for you”—the man chuckled at his own
joke—”I have to deduce that it’s unrequited love. The guy obviously doesn’t
understand what a joyful gem you are. So I repeat, who is he? Shall I hunt him
down and explain the error of his ways?” He popped a bit of scone into his mouth
and managed to smile through the closed-mouth chewing
process.
“I’m
sorry, am I putting off a vibe saying that I’m a people person or something?
Because if so, I need to fix my vibe-o-meter. What makes you think it’s a guy
anyway?”
The
stranger held up his finger in a “wait a minute” gesture and washed down his
scone with his black coffee. “Oh no, you’re all about the ‘stay the fuck
away’ vibes. I would say your vibe-o-meter’s working perfectly. You didn’t
blink.”
“Then
why’re you here? I didn’t blink?”
“Because
your sad face called to me, screamed actually. I want you happy. When I
mentioned Mrs. Glein and her ruthless plan to convert me, you didn’t blink. So
where do you hail from, since you aren’t a resident of my
town?”
Ritchie
felt like he had to hold his head to keep up with this conversation.
“Huh?”
“Well,
you don’t appear local, so where do you reside? Where do you lay that pretty
head of yours down at night? Where do you toss your shoes off as soon as you
saunter through the front door?”
“So
you just happen to know everyone who lives in this town?”
The
faux shocked expression failed to impress Ritchie, though the hand to the heart
added a nice personal touch. “But of course!”
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About the
author:
I annoy, love, respect, scare, seduce, hurt, anger,
infatuate, frustrate, flatter, envy, amuse and tolerate everyone. I just do it
better in writing thanks to a little thing called…edits.
Okay no, seriously…I'm a simpleminded person who
enjoys the escape from real life through a book. I write with the group Story
Orgy and hope to continue doing so for a long time. I also am privileged to be
with the Pulp Friction writers, creating intermingling books in a world all our
own.
I recently took the drastic step of quitting my EDJ
(evil day job) and am now living in the gorgeous desert in Arizona making a go
at this writing stuff full time…and I can’t see me regretting this decision
ever.
Just like every other red-blooded human—I get a
little bouncy when I get mail (any kind too…email, comments, private messages…you
wanna do it, do it with me *winks*). So feel free to drop me a line—whether
it's on my blog, twitter, PInterest, or you track me down on FaceBook or Google
+…it's easy to catch someone who wants to be caught.
I specialize in writing boyxboy though I read almost
everything...and I fancy myself as slightly funny every once in a while. :)
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I am not that great with jokes - can never remember them. But here is an oldie that my son used to laugh at every time when he was little:
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I'm gonna share that with my kiddo, love it :)
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