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Son of a Gun by AM Riley

by on May.31, 2010, under New Releases

Son of a Gun by AM Riley

Title Son of a Gun
Author AM Riley
ISBN# 978-1-60820-117-4 (print) $14.99
978-1-60820-118-1 (ebook) $6.99
Release Date April 2010
Cover Artist Deana C. Jamroz
Paperback: 253 pages
Available At: MlrBooks (ebook)
Barnes & Noble (paperback)
Amazon.com (paperback)

Politics, drugs and secrets from the past collide in the town of Boerne Texas and end in a chase across the Devil’s Backbone.

Stefan Sanchez number one reason to leave Texas was closeted deputy Chet Blain. When Stefan returns for the funeral of his best friend, he is confronted by painful memories, Chet’s recriminations, and a hunky Secret Service agent who seems determined to make Stefan’s business his business.

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Chapter One

“It’s really not necessary.” Agnes sounded bored. Through the phone, Stefan heard the click of a cigarette lighter, a long inhale, and could evoke from memory the cloud of smoke around nicotine stained fingers as Agnes studied her shiny pink acrylics. “I’m sure they won’t care.”

“I’d care,” said Stefan.

“Where were you going to stay?”

Well, that took care of the first purpose of his call, he supposed. He’d thought he might stay in his old bedroom, though the suspicious male voice that had answered the phone had Stefan rethinking that idea already.

“Jane will put me up.” (continue reading…)

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The Hitch Hiker by Stevie Woods

by on Apr.13, 2010, under New Releases

The Hitch Hiker by Stevie Woods

Title The Hitch Hiker
#1 in the Tomcat Series
Author Stevie Woods
ISBN# 978-1-60820-176-1 (ebook) $3.50
Release Date April 2010
Cover Artist Deana C. Jamroz
Sexual Content: Rated Explicit
Available At: MlrBooks (ebook)

Ian Grayson’s priority is to protect the artifact which could be the answer to all his questions, but he has already been chased across Belize and Mexico by those who would take it from him by any means necessary and he is desperate to find a way to escape from them and get home to Chicago. When he persuades a trucker to give him a ride he has no idea that his life was about to take a whole new direction. When Mackenzie Wallace picks up an unlikely hitch-hiker he soon discovers one should never go by first appearances, Ian Grayson was certainly not what he expected from a Doctor of Archaeology

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CHAPTER ONE

The young man kept out of sight at the edge of the building, watching the large parking lot of the truck stop in San Marcos. He had been dropped off in the centre of town just over an hour earlier and had made his way to the truckers’ stop on highway I-35. His trip from Laredo had been made in fits and starts, and his last ride from San Antonio had been slower than he had hoped.

Ian had been waiting for a while now. He was still cautious even though he believed his time was limited; he wasn’t sure how far behind him they were. It was quite a few years since Ian had hitch-hiked and he was nervous, but he couldn’t afford to rush his choice. However, Ian was sure he would know the right man to approach; he’d always had a natural talent when it came to judging people.

Ian straightened when he saw the tall man with the silvering hair come out of the diner and move towards the large, dark blue, eighteen-wheeler with silver lettering topped by a pair of silver wings on the side. This man had caught his eye thirty minutes earlier when the rig had pulled in. He cut quite a figure, topping six feet with long, lean lines and an easy confident walk. He didn’t look old enough to have hair that color, but Ian couldn’t help but think it suited him anyway. This second look was enough to convince him and Ian moved forward to intersect the man’s path just as he reached his rig.

“Excuse me,” Ian said politely.

The man turned to him, glancing at Ian casually, but his eyes narrowed and the trucker studied him.

“Yeah?” the trucker answered in a deep voice with a touch of amusement.

Ian smiled, not unaware of the effect he could achieve when he needed to. “I need a ride going north and I wondered if you were going that way?”

“Might be,” the trucker said warily. “Where north?” The young man looked about thirty, tall and slim, with light brown hair and bright blue eyes shining behind his glasses. He was wearing jeans and a dark blue tee with an open light blue checkered shirt over it. Slung over one shoulder he had a large backpack and he was carrying a jacket over his other arm.

“Anywhere north would help,” Ian replied vaguely. (continue reading…)

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Committed to Memory by Josh Lanyon & J.S. Cook

by on Dec.06, 2009, under New Releases

Committed to Memory

Title Committed to Memory
Partners In Crime #5
Author Josh Lanyon
J.S. Cook
ISBN# 978-1-60820-114-3 (print) $14.99
Release Date November 2009
Cover Artist Deana C. Jamroz
Paperback: 212 pages
Available At: Amazon.com
B&N:http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Committed-to-Memory-Partners-in-Crime-5/S-J-Cook/e/9781608201143/?itm=1&usri=josh+lanyon

Two men: one with memories he can’t escape, the other with memories he can’t recapture — both trusting strangers who lie.

Amnesiac Peter Killian, suspected art thief, can’t understand why LAPD detective Michael Griffin takes his memory loss so personally.

American expatriate Jack Stoyles, exiled in a distant Atlantic outpost, is suddenly in love with a stranger who kisses him — and then dies. With good reason Jack calls his place “Heartache Cafe”.

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You wouldn’t think it even gets hot in a place like this, but let me tell you, brother, it does. Around the middle of July, the fog clears away, and the sun comes out, hot enough (as they say around these parts) to split the rocks. It’s a different sort of place, not like anywhere I’d ever been before, but when you have to leave home as suddenly as I did, you don’t much care. You just pick a direction on the map and head out and hope things turn out okay. Twelve hundred miles as the crow flies to St. John’s, Newfoundland, from my hometown of Philadelphia; I slept nearly the whole way, never mind the roaring of the airplane engines. Some things hit harder than others, and I’d been dealt a knockout punch.

When we landed at the airstrip in this little town called Torbay, I felt like I’d come to the end of the world. Nothing much to see except trees, black spruce and tamarack and scrub pines, and the red gravel airstrip. I got out of my seat and climbed down, stiff and sore, feeling like I’d been run down by a truck. I guess I was still in shock a little bit. The air was colder than I was used to; even Philadelphia winters don’t have this kind of soggy bite. All I wanted was to get inside the little terminal and maybe get a cup of coffee. I had five hundred bucks, American, in my wallet, a passport and a copy of my discharge papers from the army. I guess I should have felt ashamed, because here was Hitler stomping his jackbooted way across Europe, and there was nothing I could do about it. Unfit for active service. Yeah, that’s me — thirty-eight years old and already broken beyond repair.

This — all of this — was a blur to me. I was seeing other streets and hearing a different accent, and I was remembering walking into Moe’s first thing in the morning for a cup of joe, sitting down at the counter to look over the newspaper before I went outside and took a sharp left toward the waterfront. Maybe that’s what drew me to this place: the promise of cold salt air and the tang of the sea in my nostrils, the bustle of the waterfront, and ships coming and going at all hours of the day and night. I loved the idea that I could do the same, just go whenever I wanted to, anywhere I liked in the world, and not have to answer to anybody. If I felt like it, I could hop a freighter to some other place and work my way across the world. It was something Moe and I had talked a lot about whenever I was in there. You thinking of going somewhere? He’d always refill my coffee cup without my having to ask, and I’d always leave a tip. Thinking of leaving old Philly, huh? Right up until the last, I wasn’t sure. Even after it happened, I figured I could just keep on the way I was, doing all the things that I’d been doing. I figured I was strong enough to take it, right up until I stood on the Delaware River Bridge one morning, looking down into the swirling water and wondering if I had the nerve.

You want to know what stopped me? (continue reading…)

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Personal Demons by James Buchanan

by on Nov.02, 2009, under New Releases

Personal Demons by James Buchanan

Title Personal Demons
Author James Buchanan
ISBN# 978-1-60820-062-7 (print) $14.99
978-1-60820-063-4 (ebook) $5.99
Release Date October 2009
Cover Artist Deana C. Jamroz
Available At: MlrBooks (ebook)
Barnes & Noble (paperback)
Amazon.com (paperback)

Hunting a notorious hit man, FBI Agent Chase Nozick and LAPD Det. Enrique Rios Ocha delve into the inner worlds of Santeria, Voodoo and Palo Mayumbe. A missing informant, her murdered brother and a ghost from Chase’s past send them on a hunt through mystics and psychic surgeons to find their witness before it’s too late. Can he rely on leads from a child possessed by Orishas? Do cards hold stronger clues than blood? Chase must conquer his own personal demons to bring the killer of his partner to justice and find the strength to take a chance on Enrique.

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Chapter One

Desert heat sucked the sweat from Special Agent Chase Nozick’s pores. “Give it up, Garcia!” he yelled. Somehow, he’d managed to shrug into the soft body armor as he slid out the car. Sweat pooled under the vest, plastering his suit jacket, dress shirt and tie to his skin. Damn, it was hot. Chase snorted as he leaned over the hood of his Bureau-issued car. The last thing he really needed to care about was how hot it was.

He aimed his 9mm at the driver’s side window of a pinned Escalade and yelled again, “I mean now!”

Chase never felt calmer. The situation flew by in sharp focus. He smelled oil burning off his Buick’s engine. The pop and hiss of the SUV’s radiator puking over the trunk of the Buick stung his ears. In his peripheral vision, Chase watched Jason crab-walk around the back of the SUV. Sand shifted under the feet of Chase’s partner, Jason Olhms, each grating grain distinguishable from another. Overlaid across it was Garcia’s cursing as he fought with his seatbelt. The impact from Chase’s car must have jammed it when he reversed the Buick directly into Garcia’s fleeing vehicle. One of Garcia’s ever-present goons lay slumped against the dash, his mirrored sunglasses hanging off his face at a bizarre angle. The spider web fracture on the windshield and open doll eyes told Chase the guy wasn’t going anywhere in the near future. (continue reading…)

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Mute Witness by Rick R. Reed

by on Oct.21, 2009, under New Releases

Mute Witness by Rick R. Reed

Title Mute Witness
Author Rick R. Reed
ISBN# 978-1-60820-108-2 (print) $14.99
978-1-60820-109-9 (ebook) $5.99
Release Date October 2009
Cover Artist Deana C. Jamroz
Paperback: 344 pages
Sexual Content: Rated Explicit
Available At: MlrBooks (ebook)

Sean and Austin’s perfect world shatters when Sean’s eight-year-old son, Jason, vanishes. When Jason turns up days later abused and unable to speak, small town fingers point to the boy’s gay dad as the culprit. Meanwhile, the real villain is close by, intent on ensuring the boy’s muteness is permanent.
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Chapter One

It was one of their rare lazy evenings. Summer, and the evening air was fresh and clean after an afternoon thunderstorm, with just a hint of a breeze. Normally, Sean and Austin were so busy that if they weren’t trying to change something about the little Cape Cod on the Ohio River they had bought a year before—adding a deck, putting in a new kitchen, stripping away years of white paint from the woodwork downstairs—they were too tired to do anything but crawl into bed and pass out, usually before eleven o’clock. Lovemaking, since they had bought the money- and-time-sucking house, had become relegated to weekend afternoons and the occasional early morning.

But today, Thursday, had been an easy one. Austin had called into work, the Benson Pottery, where he was a caster and taken a mental health day. Things had just been too damn busy lately and he needed the break. Waiting until Saturday was out of the question. Sunday seemed farther away than the next millennium.

Sean, a reporter for The Evening View, the local thrice-weekly compilation of ads sandwiched in with a little editorial, had had the day off. The couple had spent the day in Pittsburgh, at the Andy Warhol museum, then had an early dinner at The Grand Concourse (the best Paella on the Monongahela and Allegheny rivers), beat the brutal thunderstorm home, made love (acrobatically, in the kitchen, atop a Butcher’s block), and now the two were curled up in front of the TV. Sean had rented Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? and, after a bowl of Jamaican and a couple of vodka and tonics, the two were teary-eyed with laughter. (continue reading…)

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A Conspiracy of Ravens from MLR Press by William Maltese

by on Jun.29, 2009, under New Releases

A Conspiracy of Ravens from MLR Press by William Maltese

Title Conspiracy of Ravens
Author William Maltese
ISBN# 978-1-60820-061-0 (ebook)
Release Date June 2009
Cover Artist Deana C. Jamroz
Paperback: 174 pages
Sexual Content: Rated Explicit
Available At: MlrBooks (ebook)

Inside the grounds of the infamous Tower of London. Patrick whose Irish lover, Ian, was killed by an English homicidal butcher behind the wheel of a speeding car. Tad whose American parents have sent their erring son to live with Brit relatives, one of whom is a Tower yeoman. Six Tower Ravens, the subjects of legend that predicts-they gone, the British Empire soon to follow. A man and five Tower Ravens murdered. One man determined to see the sixth bird dead, no matter the consequences.

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Prologue

Patrick Mulligan’s hand, with red-hair knuckles, pulled a handful of loose outer flesh down around the more solid inner core of Ian Riley’s cock. He couldn’t help wondering what they would say back in the States if they could see him naked and playing with another man’s healthy young dick. His mother would have cried, his father would have been boiling mad, and his closest friends would have suddenly begun seeing him as something less than a man. Even his grandmother, whose savings had been responsible for sending him to school in Ireland, wouldn’t have understood. She had expected, indeed hoped sincerely, that exposing her green-eyed, red-hair, little darling to his roots would make him a different man, but her definition of different did not go so far as to encompass homosexuality.

Homosexual sex was the last thing that Patrick expected to encounter in Londonderry. Even when he began to learn that his new mates looked upon male sex with a good deal more acceptance than did Patrick’s family and friends back home in Middle America, he never dreamed that within a few months of his arrival in Ireland he would be rooming with an openly gay Irishman he could admit to loving.

Ian Riley stirred in his sleep, his leg and chest muscles elongating in a stretch that didn’t disturb his erotic dreaming. Had he known what Patrick was thinking, he would have been amused. Ian had been aware of his own personal sexual preference for men since shortly after exploding into puberty. Not only had he recognized his particular passions, but also he had straight away set out to satiate them. He’d quickly found more than his share of those willing to assist him. Even at an early age, he hadn’t looked young. He’d always had the butch, dark-complexion, square-jaw, cleft-chin good looks and stocky build that made anyone who picked him up confident he was someone above the age of consent, even when he had been significantly underage. (continue reading…)

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Drag Queen in the Court of Death by Caro Soles

by on Jun.26, 2009, under New Releases

Drag Queen in the Court of Death by Caro Soles

Title Drag Queen in the Court of Death
Author Caro Soles
ISBN#
Release Date June 2009
Cover Artist Deana C. Jamroz
Paperback: 253 pages
Available At: MlrBooks (ebook)
B&N — coming soon
Amazon–coming soon

Was his ex-lover really a twisted killer?

While cleaning out his dead ex-lover Ronnie’s apartment, staid history professor Michael Dunn-Barten makes a grisly discovery–a mummified corpse in a trunk. Suddenly Michael must travel back 25 years to find answers by revisiting everybody who knew Ronnie. Back to the 1960s, back to the realization of his sexuality and the boy he loved. Back to the troubling time when his wife threw him out and his family disowned him. Back to uncover disturbing answers amidst drag queens and murky memories–and to reveal whether or not his first real love was truly a twisted killer. Drag Queen in the Court of Death is a taut thriller about a man who needs to face his past in order to forge a future. He must unravel a mystery that’s a quarter century old–no matter how painful the truth may be.

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Chapter One

The last time I climbed up these stairs was exactly three weeks ago. I would have stayed away longer, but Ellis was insistent, pining over all those gorgeous gowns and shoes and wigs; imagining great bolts of flashing silks and glittering lengths of magical cloth that ran through your hands like a sigh.

“And the makeup,” Ellis said, behind me on the stairs. “There’s probably mountains of the stuff.”

“No doubt,” I said. “Remember, he left most of it to Wilde Nights.”

“Well, I’m in Wilde Nights,” Ellis said.

“So am I.” That was his friend. Some young thing named Jaym or Jayce. A non-name. An effort at re-creation that I might have appreciated in my younger days. Now it just annoyed me. (continue reading…)

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