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Gabbi Grey: Did Some Say Rucking?!?! (Contest)
Monday, June 9th, 2025

Hello, Delilah! Thank you for welcoming me here to share my new release! Hot Rucking Canadian is the second book in the Rucked by You series, and I’m hoping readers will love it!

I know — you’re thinking rucking? If you’re a rugby fan, then you’re familiar with the term. I wasn’t. In fact, I knew almost nothing about the sport. Did something like my ignorance stop me from signing up to join this multi-author themed series? Of course not! I love challenges. Immersing myself in rugby enough to learn the game was fun! I especially loved the limited series on Prime – All or Nothing: New Zealand All Blacks.

Intense. Really freaking intense. I became a fan even as I winced every time a player took a hit. I thought football was violent! Well, football is violent.  But rugby has many of the same hits — just without the padding. Ouch. And plenty of concussions, injuries, and just general chaos.  I loved it.

Now, the All Blacks have a special spot in my heart. I’m half Kiwi (I’m adopted, but my bio dad is from New Zealand). I’m only starting to connect with the NZ side of my family as I met my dad three years ago and have been sporadically corresponding with an aunt back there. Every time I see my dad now, I get a taste of the accent.

Okay — so I’d watched the series. I’d learned about the game. Now…I needed a story. I had some ideas, and I turned to my plot whisperer, and together we banged out what I thought was a really good story about a rebar guy and a rugby player for the fictional Vancouver Orcas team. (Because, of course, I had to set the story in Canada! After all, we have a growing rugby fandom and two amazing national teams.)

Badarse and Marshmallow (you have to read to find out about the nicknames) are polar opposites. Their worlds are never supposed to intersect. Except one night at a gay bar and…yeah. Hookup.

Only Badarse slips out before morning and figures he’ll never see Mallow again. But wouldn’t you know it, there’s the guy on the television screen.

Badarse is intrigued. The one man he’s met who he can’t forget.

I thought this was a cute story — opposites attract, age gap, sports, and gay romance. Something a bit different for me. I’m hoping readers will pick up and fall in love with this novella — with Travis and Isaiah.  There might even be a trip to New Zealand packed in there somewhere.

And…because I enjoyed writing this book so much, I just had to write a second one. That will be book 8 in the series, and I’ll be back to chat about it closer to the publication deadline. I invite readers to check out all of the books in the series. Great romances, all of them.

Thank you, Delilah, for inviting me to visit today. As a thank you to one of your readers, I would love to gift a copy of Hot Rucking Canadian. Just leave a comment — what’s your favorite sport to read about in romance? Or what’s one you haven’t seen that you’d love to see more of? One commentor, selected by Random, will win. Good luck!

Hot Rucking Canadian 

Travis

After a hard day’s work at my construction job, I decide to head to a gay bar to hook up. Then the man of my dreams walks in—tall, dark, handsome, and totally built. Sounds like a fairy tale. And maybe it is. We have one unforgettable night, then I steal away in the night, because I don’t do repeats. But when I see him on television the next day, I realize I haven’t had my fill of the sexy rugby player. He might not want to see me again, after I ditched him, but I have to try.

Isaiah

Waking up alone after a night of spectacular sex isn’t the end of the world. I shouldn’t feel lonely. After all, I’ve got my squad—my best friends on and off the pitch. I’ve also got my mom, whom I love, and my dad’s family back in New Zealand. I’m playing pro rugby for adoring fans in Vancouver, my dream come true. Having one hookup leave me without so much as thanks and goodbye shouldn’t hurt. But when he reappears at a game, I’m in big trouble. No one ever made me want them like this, after just one night. If I let Travis into my life again, am I just courting heartbreak the next time he walks away?

Hot Rucking Canadian is a 26k novella about a rugby fullback who embraces life, a grumpy construction worker who always sees the worst in life, and the love story that spans across an ocean.

Links:
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Hot-Rucking-Canadian-Rucked-You-ebook/dp/B0F7XTX7ZC
Universal Book Link: https://books2read.com/Rucking
Add it to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/233337608-hot-rucking-canadian

About the Author

USA Today Bestselling author Gabbi Grey lives in beautiful British Columbia where her fur baby chin-poo keeps her safe from the nasty neighborhood squirrels. Working for the government by day, she spends her early mornings writing contemporary, gay, sweet, and dark erotic BDSM romances. While she firmly believes in happy endings, she also believes in making her characters suffer before finding their true love. She also writes m/f romances as Gabbi Black and Gabbi Powell.

Personal links:
Website: https://gabbigrey.com/
Newsletter sign-up: https://sendfox.com/gabbigrey
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorgabbigrey/
Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/gabbi-grey
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15456297.Gabbi_Grey
Amazon Author Central: https://www.amazon.com/Gabbi-Grey/e/B07SJVFX1M
Audible Profile: https://www.audible.com/author/Gabbi-Grey/B07SJVFX1M
Facebook (page): https://www.facebook.com/AuthorGabbiGrey

Anna Taylor Sweringen/Michal Scott: Mary Annette Anderson Smith – First African American Woman in Phi Beta Kappa (Contest)
Monday, June 2nd, 2025

In 1776 at the College of William and Mary, Phi Beta Kappa was founded to honor academic excellence and encourage liberal arts and science education. It took one hundred and twenty-three years to induct an African American woman into this society who exemplified their motto, “Love of learning is the Guide to Life.” It took another one hundred and fourteen years for that same woman to be given credit for being the first African American woman so honored. Well, better late than never.

Mary Annette Anderson was born in Shoreham, Vermont, on July 27, 1874. Her father, William John Anderson, was formerly enslaved. Her mother Philomine Langlois was of French Canadian and American Indian heritage. Mary’s younger brother, William John Anderson, Jr., became the second African American man to serve in the Vermont Legislature.

At Northfield Seminary for Young Ladies in Massachusetts, Mary excelled in her studies and graduated as her class president in 1895. Upon graduation, she enrolled in Middlebury College. This made her one of the first African American women to attend a New England college before 1900. In 1899, she became the first African American woman to graduate from Middlebury College. She addressed her graduating class as its valedictorian with a speech entitled, “The Crown of Culture.” She also wrote the class song, “Tenting on the Old Camp Ground.”

That same year on December 17, this highly accomplished woman was inducted into Phi Beta Kappa by the society’s Vermont chapter. This made her the first African American woman elected to the society, an honor originally attributed to Harlem Renaissance writer and editor, Jessie Redmon Fauset.

In 2003, The Journal of Blacks in Higher Education published biographies of the first blacks to graduate from high-ranking liberal arts colleges. Mary’s 1899 graduation from Middlebury was listed along with her Phi Beta Kappa standing. Thus, an historical inaccuracy was corrected. You can read about this discovery and more about Mary here: https://2024.sci-hub.se/2841/756fc6db1a7880015736393065ee58d5/titcomb2004.pdf

After graduation, Mary taught at Straight College (now Dillard University) in New Orleans then moved to Washington D.C. to teach English grammar and history at Howard University from 1900 to 1907.

On August 7, 1907, Mary married fellow Howard University faculty member Walter Lucius Smith. She appears to have retired from teaching then. She and her husband kept homes both in D.C. and Vermont. Mary died in her hometown of Shoreham on May 2, 1922, at the age of 47.

In 2015, Middlebury College established the Anderson Freeman Resource Center in honor of Mary and Martin Henry Freeman, the first African American president of a college in U.S. history.

An article on Mary appeared in the 2005 winter issue of Phi Beta Kappa’s periodical, The Key Reporter. It shared that among her grandniece Myra’s prized possessions are a copy of Mary’s Phi Beta Kappa key and this handwritten reflection: “I’d like to add some beauty to life—I don’t exactly want to make people know more—but I’d love to make them have a pleasanter time because of me—to have some better joy or happy thought that would never have been experienced if I had not been born.”

She has certainly achieved that aspiration with me. Learning about Mary added beauty to my life.

For a chance at a $10 Amazon gift card, share your impressions of Mary in the comments.

“The $5 Kiss of Life”
By Michal Scott inside First Response

First Response: A Boys Behaving Badly Anthology

Trapped by the small-town conventions imposed on her, a pastor’s spinster daughter finds rescue in the town bad boy’s very public kiss.

Excerpt:

                Beverly sighed. “I’ve always admired that about you, Rob. You don’t care what people say about you.”

                He snorted and waved that off. “Sure, I care. I’m just better at handling the slights.”

                “No, really,” she insisted. “You don’t seek anyone’s approval. You live by what you’re for, not what you’re against.” She looked at the rates on the booth kissing chart, considered the card in her pocket. “I admire you.” She cast her gaze down. “I wish I were more courageous like you.”

                “No time like the present,” he teased.

                Beverly looked up and saw him thumb toward the kissing rate chart.

                “Do you have the courage to be seen getting a kiss before God and everybody from the town bad boy?”

                His cheeky tone stirred amusement in her troubled breast. “I have been toying with buying one or more of these kisses.”

                “One of these?” Rob leaned forward. “Or the one on that card in your pocket?”

Buylink: https://amzn.to/3dRvwLE

Gabbi Grey: Five Years! (Contest, plus F*R*E*E Read)
Friday, May 30th, 2025

Hello, Delilah!  Thank you for inviting me here today to share my good news! Well, news. As your readers know, I write a lot of books.

A lot.

Which means writing an insane number of words.

Nuts.

In 2014, I wrote a million words. In 2015, I found an editor and worked with her to edit those words, so my word count decreased. In 2019, it started to creep back up. Come 2020, and the pandemic, and I was in my sweet spot. Last year? 832k words.

So, a crap-ton of words.

My first short story was published in 2016. My second short story was published in 2019 with The Wild Rose Press. My first toe dips into the world of traditional publishing.  2020 was my breakout year in terms of getting out there — I had two novellas under one pen name and a novel under another. Plus, a short story in a charity anthology.  For me, this was HUGE.  I was so freaking happy. My dreams were coming true.

Reality hit pretty soon that publishing a novella with a small press, although very gratifying, wasn’t going to help me break even with all the things I was discovering writers needed (website, newsletter mail service, marketing just to name a few).  I kept at it, though.  I wrote another novella and a novel for them.  Then I wrote a novel that I wanted to keep for myself.  That book, Ginger Snapping All the Way is still my best seller.

Yet I continue to work with The Wild Rose Press because they gave me a start.  My Past, Your Future was my debut novella.  February 2020.  I was watching cable news and seeing worrying things across the globe.  Little did I know what was coming.  Or that the next few years would be all virtual releases.  I attended my first signing in summer 2024.  By then, I had a table full of books I’d published during the pandemic.  COVID was good to me in that I discovered things I didn’t know about myself. Like that, I could, in fact, write at home (I always believed I had to be at a café or restaurant).  That I could self-publish (I always believed I needed a publisher).  That I could find some success writing in a subgenre I never anticipated (those million words in 2014 were not gay romances).

And now I’m celebrating 5 years in the publishing business.

What does that look like for me? Across my three pennames? 24 novels, 19 novellas, 35 short stories, and 23 audiobooks published as of this month. Plus, tons more to come.

Yeah. That.

So, I’m here to wave and say, “Yeah, I did that.”

Quickly — I was offered the opportunity to write a story to enter a promo where I could collect emails to send interested people my newsletters.  I’d never done that, but I sat down and wrote a 32k story.  If Catch a Tiger by the Tail is the HEA for Peter and Thomas, then Solstice Surprise is what happens after the happily after ever. I love the novella and have given away thousands of copies for free. I’m offering you a link to that story and encourage you to grab it.

Thank you, Delilah, for hosting me and letting me raise a glass of bubbly (although I don’t drink – does sparkling apple cider count?).  Here’s to five more years of insane writing and publishing schedules as I share my stories with everyone.  I would love to hear your readers comments.  Drop a note in the chat — how often do you want to see your favorite writer drop a book? What’s too much? What’s not enough and you lose interest?  I’d love your perspective.  As a thank you, one winner — chosen by random — will win a copy of my novella Catch a Tiger by the Tail. Good luck!

Catch a Tiger by the Tail

Thomas Walsh knows the number one rule in the film industry. Don’t get involved with the talent. But resisting the urge to take the big screen to the bedroom can be hell when the lead actor on the set looks good enough to eat…one slow lick at a time.

Peter Erickson’s latest role as a gay man hits a little too close to home. He’s still in the closet and secretly grieving the death of his lover. Then an enchanting production assistant catches his eye, and he’s surprised by the instant attraction that stirs more than his wounded soul.

When the two men are caught on camera in a very intimate pose, both Thomas and Peter are afraid they’ve caught a tiger by the tail.

Links:
Amazon US:  https://www.amazon.com/Catch-Tiger-Tail-One-Scoop-ebook/dp/B088QS34BX
Universal Book Link:  https://books2read.com/u/m0vKLJ
KOBO:  https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/catch-a-tiger-by-the-tail-6
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/catch-a-tiger-by-the-tail-gabbi-grey/1137046121
Apple Books: https://books.apple.com/us/book/catch-a-tiger-by-the-tail/id1517323369
Publisher: https://www.thewildrosepress.com/books/catch-a-tiger-by-the-tail
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Gabbi_Grey_Catch_a_Tiger_by_the_Tail?id=0NDpDwAAQBAJ&gl=US
Add it to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/54021421-catch-a-tiger-by-the-tail

Solstice Surprise (Free book!)

A blizzard, an urgent plea, a desperate journey, and the most important moment of their lives. Action movie star Peter Erickson is spending the Christmas holidays ensconced with his in-laws and his new husband. In the wilds of Northern British Columbia, they are as far away from the bustle of the city as they can get. Thomas Walsh and his famous husband are deeply in love. Although he prefers the intimacy of their city house, he’s come home to face the reason he left ten years ago, and to finally tell his parents the truth. A desperate phone call has the couple scrambling. Will they get back to Vancouver in the middle of a snowstorm in time for their solstice surprise?

Links:
Amazon US:  https://www.amazon.com/Solstice-Surprise-Gabbi-Grey-ebook/dp/B092RPV9GL
Universal Book Link:  https://books2read.com/u/baZBzq
KOBO:  https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/solstice-surprise-1
Apple Books:  https://books.apple.com/us/book/solstice-surprise/id1563607945
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/solstice-surprise-gabbi-grey/1139304336
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1295009
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Gabbi_Grey_Solstice_Surprise?id=qh1gEQAAQBAJ&gl=US
Add it to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/57765791-solstice-surprise

About the Author

USA Today Bestselling author Gabbi Grey lives in beautiful British Columbia where her fur baby chin-poo keeps her safe from the nasty neighborhood squirrels. Working for the government by day, she spends her early mornings writing contemporary, gay, sweet, and dark erotic BDSM romances. While she firmly believes in happy endings, she also believes in making her characters suffer before finding their true love. She also writes m/f romances as Gabbi Black and Gabbi Powell.

Personal links:
Website: https://gabbigrey.com/
Newsletter sign-up:  https://sendfox.com/gabbigrey
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorgabbigrey/
Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/gabbi-grey
Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15456297.Gabbi_Grey
Amazon Author Central: https://www.amazon.com/Gabbi-Grey/e/B07SJVFX1M
Audible Profile:  https://www.audible.com/author/Gabbi-Grey/B07SJVFX1M
Facebook (page): https://www.facebook.com/AuthorGabbiGrey

Gabbi Grey: When Life Delivers Lemons… (Contest)
Wednesday, May 28th, 2025

UPDATE: The winner is…Pansy Petal!
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Hello, Delilah!  Thank you for inviting me here to share my new release!

As you know, I love doing charity anthologies — specifically writing short stories or novellas to be included.  At last count, I’ve done at least twelve in the last five years.  I’m a decent writer, and I can craft a good short story.  There are great causes out there that deserve more attention.  If I can put these two thoughts together, then why wouldn’t I write something to help?

A couple of months ago, something happened that really upset me. I’m not going to go into politics, but I will say the Oval Office visit of President Zelenskyy distressed me.  Soon after, an author posted on Facebook that we should do another Ukraine charity anthology.  I’d done one back at the beginning of the war — I submitted two stories (one a Gabbi Black m/f BDSM and one a Gabbi Grey m/m). I did my best to promote the anthology — it sold decently, and we raised money for people halfway around the world.  Three years later, those people still need help.

Great!

I hunkered down and, in a weekend, wrote a novella I was proud of.  My editor pushed hard, and we submitted the story within a very tight timeline.  Heck, I even asked a friend to join me, which she did.

Then we waited.

And waited.

As the theoretical release day approached, we started to ask gentle questions.

In short, the organizer pulled the plug.

So eight of us had stories, and no anthology.  I knew I didn’t have the capacity to take over the project.  So I had my story.

I did what I do best — I made lemonade out of lemons.

Specifically, I’ve created a boxset.

Over a year ago, I wrote a short story titled Jeopardy that appeared in an anthology raising money for Breast Cancer Research. Last year, I wrote a novella titled The Boyfriend Assignment for an anthology raising money for trans rights.  The novella for this year is titled The Secret Boyfriend and it connects with the previous two stories.  I always planned, at some point, to join the three together.

I figured, why not now?  And why not donate the royalties to a Ukraine charity?  So I am.  It’s complicated, so bear with me.  Love in Mission City: The Boyfriend Gamble will release on Amazon and in Kindle Unlimited on May 22, 2025.  Royalties earned from the first month will be donated.  After 90 days, I’m taking the boxset wide.  Wide sales for the first month will also be donated.  Hopefully, that balances out readers who only have Kindle Unlimited with readers who want to purchase their books from other retailers.

The final step was to choose a charity.  I’m Canadian, so I’ve chosen Canada-Ukraine Foundation: Ukraine Humanitarian Appeal.  https://www.cufoundation.ca/our-projects/

I’ve never done anything like this before on my own.  Usually, I let someone else figure out the logistics. I write the story, I promote the anthology, I cheer when we raise money.  This time, it’s on me.

I wrote this story for Ukraine.  It’s set in my Love in Mission City world and is about a dentist and a groundskeeper.  As far away from war and deprivation as one can get.  The story is meant to make people smile.  It’s a story about found family.  About making the best of a lousy situation.  About being open to meeting your soulmate on the badminton court.

Taken together, there are almost 60,000 words in the boxset.  As I said, one of the stories has never been published. I’m hoping readers will come along on this journey and, obviously, I’m hoping they pick up the boxset in the first month.  I want to raise as much as I can.

Thank you for letting me visit today to discuss my wonky journey to publishing my new boxset.  As a thank you, I would love to give away a copy of my two other boxsets —Love in Mission City:The Boyfriends Duet and Love in Mission City: The ShortsIn order to win, just leave a comment. What might induce you to pick up an anthology? New voices? Good cause? So many words…?  Let me know! Random will pick the winner. Good luck!

Love in Mission City: The Boyfriend Gamble

Love in Mission City: The Boyfriend Gamble
includes two novellas and a short story

Mission City is tucked in the charming Cedar Valley in southwestern British Columbia. If you love heartwarming, contemporary small-town gay romances, then come home to Mission City and fall in love with the men who live there. Romance shows up in the unlikeliest places. And trouble has a way of finding them…

Jeopardy

For ten long years, Tanner’s been crushing on his best friend Nita’s older brother, Kade, while Kade’s been cheerfully oblivious. Then one night, while celebrating Canada Day, Kade suddenly realizes Tanner grew up to be hot and appealing, and in that moment of connection, everything changes.

Jeopardy is a gay, best friend’s brother romance 7k short story with an interfering best friend, a bossy sister, and the possibility of love becoming realized. This short story previously appeared in Breaking the BFF Pact.

The Boyfriend Arrangement

Felix has expected to marry Josette since they were toddlers, playing together under their mothers’ matchmaking eyes. Now he’s bought a home, plans to renovate it, and then he’ll propose. But having Josette’s brother, Jacob, around, working on the remodeling, is eye-opening for them both. As he and Jacob grow closer, Felix realizes he has some big decisions to make about who he is, and what he really wants.

The Boyfriend Arrangement is a best friend’s brother gay romance 25k novella with a shy elementary school teacher, a brawny contractor, and a wrong dream turned right. The novella first appeared in Love is All, Volume 7.

The Secret Boyfriend

For Jasper, the best part of moving to Mission City has been meeting Cameron, his badminton partner. In fact, he’s crushing on the handsome and friendly dentist pretty hard. Cameron thought he was straight, but spending time with Jasper brings out feelings he never expected. Maybe he’s bi. For sure, he likes being around Jasper. But with Christmas and family plans coming up fast, is this really the time to step out of his comfort zone?

The Secret Boyfriend is a bi-awakening, age-gap, opposites attract, gay romance 25k novella with an uptight dentist who’s never let loose, a mischievous younger gardener who knows what he wants, and the night that shatters their expectations.

**All royalties from the first month of release will be donated Canada-Ukraine Foundation: Humanitarian Appeal.**

Links:
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0F6VPXG43
Universal Book Link:  https://books2read.com/BoyfriendGamble
Add it to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/232357997-love-in-mission-city

About the Author

USA Today Bestselling author Gabbi Grey lives in beautiful British Columbia where her fur baby chin-poo keeps her safe from the nasty neighborhood squirrels. Working for the government by day, she spends her early mornings writing contemporary, gay, sweet, and dark erotic BDSM romances. While she firmly believes in happy endings, she also believes in making her characters suffer before finding their true love. She also writes m/f romances as Gabbi Black and Gabbi Powell.

Personal links:
Website: https://gabbigrey.com/
Newsletter sign-up: https://sendfox.com/gabbigrey
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorgabbigrey/
Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/gabbi-grey
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15456297.Gabbi_Grey
Amazon Author Central: https://www.amazon.com/Gabbi-Grey/e/B07SJVFX1M
Audible Profile: https://www.audible.com/author/Gabbi-Grey/B07SJVFX1M
Facebook (page): https://www.facebook.com/AuthorGabbiGrey

N.J. Walters: Kicking off Summer!
Friday, May 23rd, 2025

It’s the Victoria Day Weekend in Canada. It’s a statutory Federal holiday and the unofficial kickoff to the summer season. The holiday has been observed in Canada since at least 1845, originally falling on Victoria’s actual birthday (24 May 1819). Now it’s celebrated on the last Monday preceding May 25.

We call it the May Two-Four weekend to refer both to Queen Victoria’s birthday, but a two-four is also how we refer to a twenty-four pack of beer, always a popular drink on the holiday weekend.

So how do we celebrate:

  1. A lot of folks go camping or head to their cabins. I’ve seen snow on the holiday weekend, and I’ve also gone swimming. The weather is unpredictable around here.
  1. Drinking. A lot of people will kick back and enjoy a few cold alcoholic beverages.
  1. Grilling. Steaks or burgers or hotdogs…something, but food is essential.
  1. Campfire. It’s always a nice weekend to have a campfire on the beach. I haven’t done this in years but did a lot of it during my teenage years.
  1. Relax. It is a holiday after all, a three-day weekend to relax with family and friends, maybe curl up and read a good book.

Whether you’re enjoying the holiday or it’s simply another Monday for you, I hope you enjoy it.

And if you’re looking for something to read, why not check out SAMAEL, the first book in the Blackwell Brothers’ Redemption trilogy.

Samael
Blackwell Brothers’ Redemption, Book 1

Love her. Protect her. Reap her soul.

Samael Blackwell is the son of Death—and he’s officially out of chances. After centuries of reaping souls with zero regard for the rules, his father sends him to the dead-end town of Redemption. With only a few hundred bucks and the clothes on his back, Sam has one last shot to prove he can do the job right: reap with compassion or lose everything.

It should’ve been easy. Find the soul. Finish the job. Walk away.

Then he meets Adrianne Sharp.

She’s strong, guarded, and hiding from a past that refuses to stay buried. The connection between them is instant—and impossible. Because Adrianne isn’t just anyone. She’s his assignment.

And her soul’s on the clock.

To win back his old life, all Sam has to do is watch her die. But what if the cost of redemption…is her?

He was sent to end her story. But she just might rewrite his.

Want to read more? You can find SAMAEL here:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0F2SDQMVF/
B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/samael-n-j-walters/1147212495
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/samael-13
iBooks: https://books.apple.com/us/book/samael/id6743937757

About the Author

N.J. Walters is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who has always been a voracious reader, and now she spends her days writing novels of her own. Vampires, werewolves, dragons, assassins, time-travelers, seductive handymen, and next-door neighbors with smoldering good looks—all vie for her attention. It’s a tough life, but someone’s got to live it.

Visit her at:
Website: http://www.njwalters.com
Blog: http://www.njwalters.blogspot.com
Newsletter Sign Up: http://eepurl.com/gdblg5
Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/N.J.WaltersAuthor
Twitter: https://x.com/njwaltersauthor
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/NJWalters
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/njwalters
BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/n-j-walters

Cameron Allie: Love Spells, Full Moons, and Silver Bullets (F*R*E*E Read, Excerpt, & Contest)
Wednesday, May 21st, 2025

Free for a limited time!

Happy spring!

My first indie published book has a brand-new cover, and to celebrate, it’s free until the end of the month!

If you read Bad Boys Behaving Badly: Secret Identities and remember my contribution to the collection—”Claimed by her Naga Bodyguard“—that story featuring a snake shifter takes place in the same world as Love Spells, Full Moons, and Silver Bullets.

Love Spells (for sort, cuz I gave it too long of a name!) takes place in a magical realm and features significant role reversals: she makes the money and she’s protecting him. It’s a fun swap.

In the story (which can stand alone but connects into the ongoing series), we get to encounter all kinds or creatures, from the normal witches, werewolves, and vampires, to the unique sirens, hellhounds, and even a minotaur and some leprechauns. I put my own spin on each type of creature.

And you’re not going to want to miss Lucifer, the fmc’s witty, snarky, wise-ass talking black cat!

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Ian raced off as fast as he could, but she was faster. Of course, she was faster; she was a fucking vampire.

When she blocked off his retreat, he turned and started in another direction. Her laughter followed him. Like a cat with a mouse, she toyed with him. Mocking him, taunting him, and foiling each escape. He was under no false assumptions. She was playing with him.

“Little human, come with me,” she whispered. “I’d love to take you home for dinner.”

This time, when she spoke, no haze encircled him, just fear and dread. Her laugh was cut short when a wolf howled in the distance. Seeming on alert, her posture changed, and she lunged for him, all her teasing gone. He braced himself for her attack, sheltering his face as best he could, but her weight never hit him.

Mid-jump, something tackled her to the ground.

A beast, something definitely from a horror flick, rose up over her. It stood at least seven feet tall on its hind legs. Brown fur covered most of its body. It had a wide chest and wolf-like features but walked on two feet. Saliva fell from its mouth, dangling from its teeth like some rabid dog. Its attention turned to him but flickered back to the woman when she attacked it, kicking at its legs before launching nails-first toward the creature’s throat.

Movement behind him caused Ian to turn. More wolf-like creatures were barreling toward them, snapping tree limbs and leaving claw marks in the earth.

Abandoning the skirmish, Ian ran once more.

At one point, he’d been in fine shape, his body toned, his cardio excellent, but in the last year, he’d let physical exercise lapse, and now he felt the repercussions. His lungs burned, his legs ached. He wouldn’t be able to keep up this pace for long. He needed to find help or shelter. Somewhere to hide.

He didn’t bother to look back when he heard something, or more correctly, somethings, from the sound of it, in pursuit of him. He simply pushed on. Nightmare or not, it was his only chance. Praying he’d wake up, he tried running in a zig-zag pattern, but something threw him to the ground, and a second later, pain sliced across his back. Harsh, unforgiving, and deep, claws sunk into his skin.

He screamed in anguish, tears rushing to his eyes. Not a dream. So not a dream.

He was done for. This was the end.

Unexpectedly, the weight above him was removed. Ian pushed up a bit and watched as the vampire woman from before fought against the brown wolf creature.

Pushing to his knees, Ian felt blood dripping down his back. His shirt hung off his body, shredded by the wolf-man’s claws.

He staggered a bit, trying to get to his feet. That’s when he felt hot breath against his cheek. Twisting his head, he came face to face with another wolf-man. This one seemed bigger, its eyes black as night, as it stared at him, spittle hanging from its jowls.

Ian swallowed.

The creature opened its mouth and released a horrific roar.

Spit hit Ian’s face. The power behind that fierce sound moved Ian’s entire body, pushing him backward, like a fat pig blown from its straw house by the big bad wolf.

The creature stalked toward him, and once more, Ian’s legs propelled him forward. A few hundred yards, and he dove behind a pile of brush. He cowered there, knowing it was only a matter of time before they nabbed him.

With one hand, he reached back to assess the damage. The wound was deep. Three, maybe even four slashes across his skin. He’d need stitches or staples, and if he didn’t get help soon, likely a blood transfusion.

A low growl drew his attention. He peeked around the pile of twigs and leaves and spotted the two wolves pacing along what seemed to be an invisible line on the ground. Standing against a tree trunk further back was a woman.

“Why aren’t they attacking?” He wondered out loud as he used his sleeve to wipe sweat from his brow.

“Because they aren’t allowed to hunt on my territory.”

Ian’s gaze swung to the newest voice. This new being was just as shocking as the rest, with a purple and black dress that draped from her body, cut high in the front, revealing shapely thighs covered in torn stockings. Brown hair hung in ringlets around her shoulders, tumbling out from beneath a wide-brimmed pointed black hat. One hand was propped on her hip, and the other was wrapped around a corn broom handle. A heavy metal talisman hung around her neck. The green hue of her skin made her look as though she’d walked off the pages of a comic book and left absolutely zero question as to what she was.

A witch. Now there was a witch.

The vampire had been breathtaking, in a drugging sort of way, but this woman was stunning. Her beauty was raw and real. Or maybe that was just his loopy brain trying to make sense of this crazy world he’d stumbled into.

“Your territory?”

“Yes.” Her gaze dropped to him, and her mouth turned upward in a kind smile. “This is my land, and you are safe here.”

“You can’t keep him there forever, Quinn,” a deep voice spoke from behind the pile of forest rubble.

Ian took another look around the brush. Two men, both naked, one with raven hair and the other with sandy brown, paced that invisible line. “He won’t be leaving tonight, Draven. Go home.”

A snarl came from the brown-haired man. “I’ve tasted his blood, his flesh. Give him to me.”

The vampire, presently fixing her wild hair, sighed. “I’m going to find a new quarry. Enjoy your mortal, Quinn. You know where to find me if you want rid of him.”

Ian watched the exchange with interest. In fact, he was quite invested, as it seemed his life was being negotiated.

Faster than he could see, the vampire disappeared between the trees, but the men remained.

“I want him, Quinn. Give him back.”

“You’re wasting your breath, Draven. Leave now, or I will turn away all business that comes from your pack.”

Draven, the man who had taken a pound of flesh from Ian’s back, growled. “This isn’t over.” Then as Ian watched, he transformed back into a wolf creature and fled, leaving the raven-haired man behind.

He exhaled rather loudly. “I hope you aren’t making a mistake, Quinn.”

Ian glanced to the witch, whose eyes narrowed. “Think carefully about what side you’re on, Alec, and about what your conscience can live with.”

“The pack comes first. Always.”

“And you don’t ever let me forget it,” the witch—Quinn—said.

The raven-haired man looked as though he wanted to say more, but he merely shook his head, turned, and shifted into wolf form before following in the direction Draven had taken.

Blinking, Ian tried to make sense of any part of what had happened. One minute he was fighting with Priscilla, and now he was face-to-face with a witch.

He glanced up at her, wondering if he should start running again, but when he tried to move, his body gave up, collapsing in pain.

The broom dropped to the ground as Quinn came closer, tsking softly. “And just what sort of mess have you gotten yourself into?”

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Genevive Chamblee: What Makes a Good Romance Novel
Monday, May 19th, 2025

As Joan Rivers was famous for asking, “Can we talk?”

I’m going to bet that if you’re reading this, you enjoy reading romance novels. If you’re like me, you’re a book fanatic. Not only do I love writing, but I’m an avid reader. And I’m not picky about the media—paperback, hardback, eBook, audio, hieroglyphics. Shucks, I don’t care. I’ll read it any way it’s given to me. Just slide a manuscript in front of my greedy little eyes.

I’m not picky about genre, either, although horror, typically, isn’t my thing. I’m down to try just about anything at least once. (I have to put out there just about because as sure as I say anything, I’m going to get tossed something I don’t know exists and is a hard no.) Mostly, I’m in the romance aisle—or somewhere close to it. I only have one request: that it be good.

What makes for a good romance novel? The answer is obvious: fantastic writing and excellent storytelling. Duh! But what goes into these things? I think (and feel free to disagree) that the most important thing is creating dynamic characters. They don’t have to be over-the-top, but they should be… relatable. That’s the word that is frequently quoted to authors. Make your character relatable. But is that really what authors want to do to connect with readers? Or is a more accurate word believable?

Let’s think about this. The definition of relatable is possible to like, understand, or have sympathy for due to having similarities to oneself or one’s own experiences. I don’t know about anyone else, but the majority of the books I’ve read, I haven’t been anywhere close to being similar to the main character…at least, I hope I’m not. I mean, when I’m reading about stalkers, mercenaries, royalty, billionaires, and such, I couldn’t even begin to imagine I would have anything in common with them other than maybe bacon, because who doesn’t love bacon? But I’m willing to bet there’s a vegan in the bunch.

Even if it’s argued that it’s “emotional” traits that readers are connecting to, I’m still going to pass on that being an acceptable answer. Recently, I read a book that the main character was so obnoxious that any emotions he had were buried. Yet, the author had so beautifully developed his arrogance into humor that when he got what he deserved I was rooting for him to be shown mercy. By definition, this character should have been classified as an antihero. He was fun to read about. Was I rooting for him to get away with his crimes? Yes. Would I be a fan of someone who engaged in those same acts or lesser in real life? Absolutely not. Enjoying and relating are two different things.

That brings me back to believability. Can a reader believe a character like this exist? In the Harry Potter series, it is claimed that Dolores Umbridge is the most detested character by readers although Tom Riddle a.k.a., Lord Voldemort, is the main villain. The argument is that everyone knows someone like Dolores, but that Voldemort’s evil is so over-the-top deranged that he’s not relatable to most. But we all know there are plenty of people in this world who are so power-hungry that they will do anything and everything to get what they want. They have no empathy or compassion for others. Prisons are filled with people like this. However, the Lord Voldemort character works because he’s believable.

Jane Austen characters are said to have been popular when first written because she wrote characters that were accurate portrayal her current society. The argument contents that she continues to be popular because modern society can still relate to the emotions of her characters. Well, maybe. I’m not going to argue with experts who have far more experience, education, and pedigrees than myself. But I’m going to toss out there that a lot more people don’t relate to those characters than ones that do. And the reason I say this is because Cliff Notes. Yes, Cliff Notes. Cliff Notes aren’t just the summaries for people to get the gist of something they aren’t interested in reading for themselves. It provides a breakdown an explanation scene by scene. Why? Because some readers have no clue of what’s being splayed before them.

When I first read Pride & Prejudice, I had no idea that Mr. Darcy slighted Elizabeth because he was shy. I just saw him as a pompous butthead—probably the same way Elizabeth did. I also didn’t relate to Elizabeth. If she was as “slighted” as she was said to have been, she would have made more of an effort to not engage with him. Besides, all of those relationships had a tone of insta love for me. I didn’t care that Charles Bingley took one look at Jane and instantly fell for her or that after one night of dancing they were practically mentally engaged. I’ve never seen insta love in real life. Is it possible? Anything’s possible, so, yeah. I was there for it in the story because of the dynamic storytelling. I believed these characters could exist in my world.

Last year, I read a book that had rave reviews. When I finished, I sat stunned for about thirty minutes wondering what was wrong with me. Why couldn’t I see what everyone else had seen? Why wasn’t I beaming about this book? After much thought, I realized it was because the author hadn’t sold me on the story. I didn’t believe the characters to be authentic. I didn’t believe the setting. I didn’t believe the setups were natural. How could one character know that the other character would find a random clue at a specific time and figure out what it meant—a clue that anyone could have stumbled upon and moved?

**SPOILER ALERT** In the movie the Shawshank Redemption, Andy tells Red about a tree in a field in Zihuatanejo that he and his wife had a picnic under. Andy was in jail for 19 years, and this picnic had occurred many years prior to his incarceration. So, when Andy tells Red to find that tree if he ever gets out, how does Andy know that tree is still standing? It could have been struck by lightening or bulldozed to make way for a high-rise. Landscapes change all the time. Chances are that tree isn’t there anymore, or at the very least, the layout no longer looks the same as Andy remembers from more than twenty years ago. But do movie watchers balk when Red finds it? Nope. Why? Because the audience is invested by that point. The storytelling has won over.

So, now, let’s go back to the start. What makes a good romance novel? It’s two (or more if it’s polygamous) people who have a believable connection and a vibrant love story. Readers may have nothing in common with the characters or their situations but are able to believe they could happen and exist. Now, I know this is an unpopular opinion, so let me know what you think in the comments. Is it relatability or believability?

And that’s all I got for today. Now, it’s your turn to sound off. Let me know your thoughts below in the comment section. Your feedback allows me to know the content that you want to read. And if you like this post, consider clicking the like button and sharing.

Demon Rodeo

If Brokeback Mountain, 8 Seconds, Poltergeist, and Supernatural had an orgy, Demon Rodeo would be the lovechild.

Demon Rodeo is available now on Amazon. For video book trailers, visit my TikTok page. The full blurb is on my Instagram and Amazon.

Demon Rodeo is the first book in the Chasing the Buckle series but can be read as a standalone. It’s a friends-to-lovers romance set in the rodeo world. These are not your typical cowboys. It’s a widely diverse cast of characters and a mashup of genres that aren’t always seen together. If you’re looking for a palate cleanser, this may be a book for you.

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LOCKER ROOM LOVE

Locker Room Love Series

Are you searching for a sexy book boyfriend? You’ve come to the right place.

  • Out of the Penalty Box (book #1) One minute in the box or a lifetime out.
  • Defending the Net (book #2) Crossing the line could cost the game.
  • Ice Gladiators (book #3) When the gloves come off, the games begin.
  • Penalty Kill (book #4) Let the pucker begin.
  • Future Goals (book #5) The future lies between a puck and a net.

About the Author

Hi, I’m Genevive, and I am a contemporary sports romance author. My home is in South Louisiana. If you like snark and giggles with a touch of steamy Cajun and Creole on the side, I may have your poison in my stash of books. Drop by the bayou and have a look around. The pirogues are always waiting for new visitors.