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Authors: K.C. Wells & Parker Williams

Title: 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?)

Release Date: July 18, 2016

Length: 121,429 words

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

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/series/107896-collars-and-cuffs

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Paul Richmond

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.

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“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.”

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…

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 K.C. Wells:

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Twitter: @K_C_Wells

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Twitter: @ParkerWAuthor

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Games People Play

“Alex? Could you and the boys come in here, please?” Thomas called from the doorway.

“Of course, sir. Right away.”

“Have we done something wrong?” Peter asked.

“I don’t see how we could have,” Scott replied. “Unless Ben found my—um…never mind.”

Alex frowned. “Scott? Something you want to tell us?”

Scott flushed and lowered his gaze. “No, not really.”

“If we’re about to get yelled at, I’d like to know why,” Gareth told him.

“I’ve been working on a new book,” Scott answered. “It might be a little…autobiographical.”

“In other words, you’re writing smut,” Alex said, a huge grin spreading across his face.

“No!” Scott protested. “Maybe. I just wanted to see if I could write something more…you know, adult oriented.”

“Guys, I doubt that Ben would come in here and tell anyone. He’d probably make Scott act it out for him.”

“Boys, we’re waiting,” Thomas repeated.

They moved together, plodding toward the door. When they walked into the office, they found Leo, Thomas, Ben, Alan, Andrew, and Eli waiting for them.

“Ben?”

Ben looked up at Scott, but Alex wasn’t sure what the expression on his face meant.

“Sir, are we in trouble?”

“Well,” Leo answered, “three of you are. The question is, which three?”

The subs looked at one another, each equally uncertain. When Thomas laughed, the other Doms joined in.

“Okay, it’s not fair to tease them,” Thomas said. “Next week is Pride week. Our foundation is going to be sponsoring a game, and they need three couples to participate. The thing is, we’re going to let you boys draw lots. If you ‘win’, then you and your Dom will appear on stage for the game.”

“And if you ‘win’,” Ben said, narrowing his gaze at Scott, “there will be a punishment in your future.”

“Ben…” Leo admonished.

“What?” Ben answered. “I don’t want to be up on stage, and I sure as heck don’t want to be doing this game.”

“It’s for charity,” Thomas countered. “It will raise a lot of money to help LGBT kids.”

“And whose bright idea was it?” Alan demanded.

“Tony at the door. He works with the kids, and he thought it would be something we could all do to help out. But, if you’d rather not help, that’s fine. I’m sure the kids will understand,” Leo said sadly.

“You’re an arse,” Ben replied, but there wasn’t any heat to his words. “If Scott pulls the short straw, we’ll do it.”

“Great!” Leo reached into the drawer and pulled out several cocktail straws, which he held in his fist. “Okay, who wants to go first?”

Alex stepped forward and grabbed a straw. He held it aloft, then grinned. “I’m safe,” he said triumphantly.

“Next?”

Scott reached out a trembling hand, not looking away from a scowling Ben. “Damn,” he whispered, as he had just a piece of straw.

“Peter?”

Peter trembled slightly. “Sir?”

“You don’t have to do this, lad. You can be excused if you’d rather.”

“It’s fine, Peter. We’ll all understand,” Alex soothed.

“No, I-I want to do it.”

His straw was the equivalent of Alex’s. Alex high-fived him.

“Jarod?”

Jarod sighed, then pulled a straw. His was also long.

“And finally, Gareth.”

“There’s only one left. And it’s probably the other little one.” He snatched it out of Leo’s hand, and growled when he found out it was a small one.

“Excellent! We have our teams. Alex and Leo. Me and Peter. Jarod and Eli.”

“Wait. What?” Alex protested. “We have the long straws. Ben said if Scott drew the short one—”

“Indeed he did. But the long straws were the ones who would win. Congratulations gentlemen.”

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The day of the event had turned decidedly gray and chilly. Rain threatened, but didn’t show. It still made for a sparse crowd. Ben and Scott sat on two of the many open chairs, waiting for the game to begin. Surprisingly, though, as it got closer to show time, the people began pouring in. They were loud, their laughter raucous, and Scott watched as Peter slid a little closer to Thomas.

“Poor Peter,” he whispered.

“He’ll be fine,” Ben replied. “Look.”

Thomas twined their fingers together, and whispered something that had Peter nodding.

A few minutes passed, then a bawdy drag queen strolled out onto the stage. “Hey, boys! Having fun?”

The crowd cheered.

“Great! I’m your host, Candy Dish, and we’ve got some fun for you tonight. These three teams are competing for a two-hundred-dollar shopping spree. Now you’ve all seen The Dating Game, right?”

A few people raised their hands.

“God, you queens get younger and younger every year,” Candy complained. “Okay, listen. We’ve asked each of the Doms three questions. The answers are written in the cards we’re going to be giving them. Each of their boys have to answer it, and match the Dom, in order to win. Simple, no?”

“This isn’t going to go well,” Ben whispered.

“Why not?”

“Alex is a smart arse, Peter looks as though he might pass out, and Eli would probably love to use this as an excuse to punish Jarod…in a fun way.”

“Are you boys ready?” Candy called out.

The contestants indicated they were.

“Okay, boys we’ve asked your Doms the following multiple choice question. What do you think their answer will be? On your first date, what animal was your significant other? A) Cute and cuddly like a kitten, B) Like a turtle, always afraid to make the first move, C) Like a tiger, brave and courageous, or D) like an octopus…which needs no further explanation, I’m sure. We’ll start with you, Alex. For ten points, what did Leo say.

Alex smirked. “Leo was cute and cuddly, like a kitten.”

“Leo, hold up your card, please.” Leo frowned as he lifted his card. “Oh, sorry, Alex. Leo said he was like a tiger, brave and courageous.”

“A kitten? Where in the hell did you get that?”

“Because you were so cute and shy. When you told me you were a Dom, I couldn’t believe it.”

Leo dropped the card on the side of his chair and grumbled something under his breath.

“Okay, Peter. What will Thomas say he was like on your first date?”

Peter took a deep breath, then gazed at Thomas lovingly. “He was like a tiger. So brave and courageous.”

“And Thomas, what did you say?”

Thomas dropped his gaze. “I said like a turtle. I was afraid to make a move.”

“Sorry guys, but you missed that one. Finally, Jarod. What did Eli say he was like on your first date?”

Jarod frowned. “On our first real date? Like an octopus. I probably still have the marks.”

Eli held up his card and jumped in his seat when his answer matched Jarod’s.

“Congratulations! Now, question number two: If your Dom was a car, what kind of car does he think he’d be? A) Corvette, sleek and sexy. B) An SUV, power, muscle, and durability, C) A Jeep Wrangler, adventurous and wild, or D) A Cadillac, elegant, graceful, and luxurious? Alex?

“Was there a golf cart in there somewhere?”

Candy snorted, then shook her head.

“Okay, Leo would be a Corvette. Sleek and sexy.”

“Leo! How did you answer?”

Leo held up his card. “Sleek and sexy? I thought it was more elegant and graceful.”

“Why would you think that? Watching you strip off your clothes—”

“Okay, we’ll talk about this when we get home,” Leo said, cutting Alex off.

“Peter?”

“My master would definitely be a Cadillac.”

“And what did Thomas say?”

Thomas held his card aloft. “Cadillac!”

Peter leaned over and kissed Thomas, blushing slightly when the crowd gave a catcall.

“And Jarod? What kind of car is Eli?”

Jarod laughed. “He would definitely be a Jeep Wrangler. He’s got a lot of ideas on how to make me suffer.”

Eli pulled a face and lifted his card. “An SUV. Full of power and muscle. You remember what happened when we worked out?”

A fond, faraway glazed look reached Jarod’s eyes. And Ben could see him adjusting his pants.

“The score is Alex and Leo zero, Thomas and Peter one, and Eli and Jarod one. Our final question. We asked your Doms what kind of sea creature you’d consider yourself. A) Dolphin, fun and loveable, B) a crab, grumpy and irascible, C) A shark, predatory and hungry, or D) A playful seal? Alex?”

“Leo would definitely say I was a playful seal.”

Leo grinned widely as he held up the card. “Finally,” he huffed, taking a kiss.

“Peter?”

“Master Thomas would say I’m a shark. Predatory and hungry.”

Thomas pulled a face. “A shark? You’re a dolphin. Fun and loveable.”

“Fun and loveable?” Peter argued. “When we were in bed last night, you asked me ‘don’t you ever get enough?’”

Thomas’s eyes went wide. “We were talking about cheese and crackers!”

“Yes, but you still asked me that question.”

“Fine. Shark.” Thomas shook his head.

“And finally, Jarod. What kind of animal did Eli say you were?”

“Knowing him? Probably a crab.”

“I did not!” Eli protested. He lifted the card from his lap. “I said you were a Dolphin. Why would I say you were a crab?”

“Because you complain that I’m grumpy now that I can’t have coffee.”

“Oh,” Eli replied. “Well, there is that.”

Candy waved her hands. “We have a three-way tie! God, I still remember my first three-way. But that’s a story for another day. So, guys…do you want to have a tie-breaker, winner takes all, or do you want to call it a draw?”

The subs put their heads together, looked at their Doms, then huddled again. Jarod stood and faced the crowd. “We’re going to stay with a draw. This was about raising money for charity, and we did that. Our Masters know how much we love them, and we’re not about to get on their bad sides by forcing a sudden death question. Though one of us did say he’d prefer to go for the tie-breaker.”

“That was me, Leo. I figured if I got this one wrong, I’d get a nice, rosy arse.”

“I knew you weren’t playing to win,” Leo said.

“There you have it folks. Our subs know their Doms. At least a little. We had a lot of fun with this, and maybe we’ll do it again next year. And who knows? Maybe you’ll be chosen to be part of the panel. Until then, have a good night, drive safe, and always remember to cover your stump before you hump.”

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Author: Deanna Wadsworth

Title: Too Good To Be True

Series: 1Night Stand

Book: This is Deanna’s 5^th offering in this series. Characters from her previous stories have cameos, but book can be read as a standalone.

Release Date: June 17, 2016

Pages or Words: 36,000 words

Categories: Light suspense, M/M Romance, Romance

Goodreads Link: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4264579.Deanna_Wadsworth

Publisher: Decadent Publishing

Cover Artist: Fiona Jade

Disgraced former FBI agent Tim Burkhart desperately wants to reclaim his life and find happiness. Relocating his fledgling private security company to Miami—where his ex-wife moved their two daughters—hopefully is a start. When he’s hired to provide protection for an antiques dealer on his way to Scotland to sell a priceless ancient dirk, Tim believes the break he’s been waiting for has finally arrived. Maybe now he can make enough money to hire a lawyer and get shared parenting of his little girls. 

Elliot James runs the antique shop he inherited after his grandfather’s death. Lonely and swimming in debt, he longs for a way to turn his life around but keeps making one mistake after another. Then he finds the ancient dirk tucked away among junk as he’s cleaning out his grandfather’s home. Placing it up for sale, he is thrilled when an out of country buyer purchases the priceless antique. The buyer wants the dirk immediately and sends Tim to ensure Elliot safely delivers it on time. 

The moment Tim and Elliot meet, however, everything falls apart. Between break-ins, shoot-outs, stalkers, totaled cars, and the cops, it seems Tim and Elliot will never get to Scotland by the deadline. Despite all the obstacles, an unexpected attraction pulls them together, offering each man a glimmer of hope. But if they don’t deliver the dirk on time, they won’t get paid and neither of them will be able to pick up the pieces of their lives. 

Will they complete this job and find a happily ever after, or is all of this really too good to be true?

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Staring down the sights of his Colt 1911 and into the panicked eyes of the young man, Tim said, “Keep your hands where I can see ’em. I want to know where Mr. James is and why you’re in his store.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Tim saw a flash of metal. Instinctively he dropped to the floor. The sharp crack of a bullet shot through the store, shattering something on his left.

The guy behind the counter made a run for the door.

Tim rolled behind the armoire, gritting his teeth when the door slammed shut and the first guy got away. Careful to stay out of sight, Tim assessed the shooter who’d come from the back room. He looked as young and inexperienced as the one who’d run. Tim recognized the weapon in his hand—a 9mm semi-automatic Beretta. Though Tim’s .45 could out-shoot the little pea-shooter at the range, he had no interest in finding out who was the better shot in real life.

“¿Adónde vas? ¡Esperame!” the shooter yelled to his retreating friend.

Wait for me. Tim knew enough Spanish. The guy planned to make a run for it, too. He clambered to his feet. Before he could tackle and subdue him, the kid aimed his Beretta in the general direction of the armoire and fired off a volley of shots.

“Shit!” Tim dove behind a stack of rugs to dodge the bullets.

The gun went silent.

Tim rolled fast onto his back, his 1911 aimed, only to watch the kid flying out the door behind his friend. The door bounced a few times until it closed, the bells clanging.

“Shit! Shit!”

The scraping sounds in the back room, louder than before, drew his attention once more.

As fast as he could, he crept around the counter, his heart pounding. Both hands on his gun, trigger finger resting on the frame and trigger guard, he took a quick peek into the room, ducking back before a possible third perp could make him.

In less than a heartbeat, his brain registered what he’d seen. He exhaled. Keeping his gun lowered but at-the-ready, he entered.

In the center of what looked like a storage room sat the man Tim had been hired to escort to Scotland. He’d been gagged and duct-taped to a chair.

Elliot James.

“Is anyone else here?” Tim murmured.

Mr. James shook his head wildly.

With a relieved sigh, he rushed over to the man and yanked the gag out. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” He gasped for air. “I’m fine.”

“Were there only two?” he clarified, eyes still peeled for danger.

“Yeah,” he managed, his face flushed and startling green eyes wide. Sandy-brown curls fell across the brow of a very frightened but very beautiful man. He took a few slow, ragged breaths, obviously trying to calm himself. “Just the two of them.”

Tim took a steadying breath of his own and slowly released the hammer on his Colt and flipped the safety up, never taking his gaze off Mr. James. “What happened?” He holstered the weapon then tore the duct tape from the man’s wrist.

“Aarrghh!” Mr. James jumped, the chair bouncing.

Tim winced when he noticed the arm hairs stuck to the tape in his hand. “Sorry ’bout that.” He paused over the other strip. “This one’s gonna hurt, too.”

Mr. James pursed his lips and nodded bravely. He let out a tiny hiss when Tim freed his second arm. That one didn’t take as much hair because a silver bracelet had protected most of the skin. Obviously, those punks had been amateurs in restraining.

“Sorry,” Tim said again.

Rubbing his wrists, he let out a breathy laugh. “It’s okay. Thank you for saving my life.”

“I believe that’s what I was paid for. I’m Tim Burkhart, your private security detail.”

Mr. James’s smile made his heart flutter. No, probably just the adrenaline. Tim didn’t get butterflies.

“Nice to finally meet you, Mr. Burkhart.”

“Call me Tim.” He stood and withdrew his phone. He gestured toward his bound legs. “You okay to get those? I gotta call the cops.”

“No!”

Tim almost dropped his phone when Mr. James shouted. He gaped at the man. “What do you mean no?”

Prying tape off of his khaki pants, the man paused. Those big green eyes grew even wider. “You can’t call the cops. My whole life depends on it!”

Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. She has served multiple board positions at her local RWA chapter and with Rainbow Romance Writers of America. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

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Today I’m chatting with Deanna Wadsworth about writing, life, and their current project. Welcome! Let’s talk a little about TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE .

What inspired you to write this story?

Well, I kinda wanted to write a character who had a foot fetish LOL But actually, my writer friend WENDY BURKE and I have been writing 1NightStand books for Decadent Publishing with overlapping characters for several years. It started out with my book BEAR IT ALL. The “bear” in that book was John and he had a sister named Grace who Wendy “stole” for her book THE ONE HE CHOSE. I, in turn, “stole” her hotel concierge Martin for my book ACCIDENTALLY BEAUTIFUL. Total we have nine overlapping books and we kinda brainstorm them together. TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE is just the latest installment, alluding to more books to come.

Is there a character you feel especially connected to? Why?

I really like Tim because he reminds me a bit of my hubby—excluding the foot fetish lol—because he’s kinda grumpy but deep down he’s a big softie.

What was the hardest part of writing this?

Badgering my husband to read the scenes involving guns for accuracy LOL He’s quite knowledgeable about firearms and safety.

Choose a favorite line or short passage. What do you like about it?

Every time I read this scene I giggle! They’re holed up in a cheap motel for the night and Tim just walked out of the bathroom.

Clearing his throat instead of staring like a fool, Tim asked, “What are you doing?”

“Giving myself a pedicure,” Elliot answered absently.

“What for?”

He looked up from his task, chewing his lower lip. “Sorry, I thought you’d take longer in the bathroom. But I put a towel down.” He indicated the towel spread across the bed below those perfect podiatric specimens. “Do feet gross you out?”

Far from it.

“No, you’re fine,” he muttered, hurrying over to sit on one of the chairs by the window. “Do whatever you want.”

Elliot went back to work on his toes, and Tim flipped on the TV. He surfed a few channels, trying to ignore the other man touching his beautiful, perfect feet.

Damn, the man was pushing Tim onto the fast-track of spending the next seventy-two hours with blue balls. When Elliot began to rub lotion into the soles, he had to look away, arousal burning through his groin.

Doesn’t he have any decency? Why doesn’t he just grab a pair of clippers and start trimming his pubes while he’s at it?

Tell us a little about any upcoming projects.

I was working on a contemporary novel, but the muse is all but kicking and screaming at me to start a new project which is a city mouse country mouse kinda story….we shall see.

Word Sprints!

1. Plotter or pantser? I plot but sometimes the characters veer off track and I just go with it LOL
2. Coffee or tea? Both! Why have just one?
3. Cats or dogs? Dogs, especially cocker spaniels
4. Musical theater or rock concert? Rock concert
5. What’s your favorite movie? The Princess Bride
6. What’s your favorite of your published works? Probably WRECKED. Sometimes I look back an d read a scene and I’m just amazed that I wrote it LOL

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A collection of poems composed by over fifty authors in aid of the victims and survivors of the Orlando Pulse Attack.

On June 12, 2016, the most horrendous mass shooting in US history and an unfathomable act of hate was directed at the LGBT community in Orlando. The horror of this tragedy reverberated around the world, leaving millions shocked and appalled at the senseless violence that destroyed so many innocent lives.

In a display of solidarity with the victims and survivors of the Pulse nightclub shooting, a group of LGBTQ+ and straight allies, from all across the globe, came together to produce a collection of poems in celebration of love and acceptance.

The resulting Love is Love Poetry Anthology is dedicated to the families and victims of the shooting and all proceeds of this work will be donated to Equality Florida’s Pulse Victims Fund.

In this small way, the authors, along with the readers who purchase this work, seek to contribute to the lives of those who still suffer from the consequences of the malice directed toward them, and offer some positivity and compassion in the face of such bigotry.

Contributing Authors:

AC Benus, Aditus, Andrew Jericho, Ann Anderson, Ash Marie, Asta Idonea, Betti Gefecht, Cam Kennedy, Cynus Eldranai, Darren White, dughlas, Eddy LeFey, Eden Winters, EmiGS Em, F.E. Feeley Jr., Gelybi , Headstall, Jack L. Pyke, Jana Denardo, Jason Frazier, Jay Rookwood, J.L. Merrow, Karina Rye, Kathy Griffith, Kay Ellis, Kaye P. Hallows, Kit Loffstadt, Laura B. Damone, Layla Dorine, Lily G. Blunt, L.J. Harris, L.M. Somerton, Louis Stevens, L.S.K Harris, L.V. Lloyd, Lynn Michaels, Maggie Chatterton, Maria Siopis, Monika De Giorgi, Parker Owens, Patricia Nelson, Pelaam, Petra Howard, Ravyn Bryce, Rick R. Reed, Ruski, Valik and Addy, S.J. Davis, Skylar M. Cates, Star Brady, Steve Baldry, Susan Crane, Tamara Miles, Tash Hatzipetrou, Tim Landon, Tracy Gee, Vicki Tubridy, Victoria Kinnaird, and Wendy Rathbone.

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Title: Man Soup – A Tale of Sink or Swim

Author: Alexander Clifford

Release Date: May 12th 2016

Genre: Dark erotica, gay fiction

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/30185143-man-soup?ac=1&from_search=true

21-year-old Ed leaves his English village for London on a quest for fame, fortune and sex. But as he starts to conquer the city he discovers his own demons and the darkness of others. As he travels and pursues lovers he burns out. Will Ed ever find satisfaction or will he drown in the depths of man soup?

This is a gay coming of age story with some heavy topics and dark erotica themes. It’ll make you hard and break your heart. You have been warned.

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Ed tippytoed awkwardly down the red steps. He was excited but confused. He came to the changing rooms and the lockers and was overawed by the energy he felt and saw. All these men, half naked putting on socks, taking off towels, pulling off shirts – like it was the most natural thing in the world.

It only made him aware of how self-conscious he’d always been, especially around his body and nakedness. Here were all these fully grown men, some older, some more nubile – just changing. Being men. It was like in that moment his mind, his barriers, his awkwardness were all coming down, he felt suddenly so liberated and excited that he could be proud of his body here. He could be naked without weird looks or judgment. He could be admired for his body. It all felt so dirty and wrong and exciting.

He eagerly took his clothes off, but didn’t look around much. That must have been a habit from the PE changing rooms at school. Get dressed quickly. Don’t look around. Don’t get accused of being gay. Take a sneaky glance here or there but don’t do anything that will make them think you fancy them. He exhaled loudly. He was almost shivering at the anticipation and excitement he was feeling. It was like a new fantasy world that he was discovering, well beyond his imagination.”

Alexander Clifford is a young British author. He is very perceptive and curious and has always been fascinated by practical psychology and what makes people tick. His biggest influences are Stefan Zweig and Colin Wilson – whose writing asks the big questions. Who am I? How can I fit into the world despite being an outsider? What is it like to really be human?  His curiosity led him to working various jobs in marketing, as a copywriter, journalist, salesperson, estate agent and masseur. He’s also traveled the world to the Caribbean, America and many European countries. All of this observation and curiosity has given Alexander a wealth of material to write books that he hopes resonates with you.

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