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ePistols at Dawn by Z.A. Maxfield

If names are not correct, language will not be in accordance with the truth of things. – Confucius

This book took me to my happy place, a book that’s the perfect amalgamation of a knotty romance and characters I fell immediately in lurve with, characters with charm, warmth, personality, faults and foibles, and Kelly Mackay… Kelly, who was a combination of all those things, as well as being afflicted with OCD and agoraphobia, but the beauty part is that Kelly is not merely a prisoner of those afflictions; he is a sum of more than those parts. He is warm and gentle and compassionate, and he has secrets that he’s not willing to share with many people, most certainly not the general public.

After a psychologically altering event, a horrific tragedy that was the catalyst for the person that Kelly would become, he wrote a book called Doorways under the nom de plume Kieran Anders, a critical work that would come to serve as the touchstone for every young man who read it and was, at the time, attempting to come to terms with his own sexuality. It was Kieran Anders’ crowning achievement, and the only book he ever penned. And it is also Kelly Mackay’s deepest secret, one he never intends for anyone outside of his minuscule circle of confidantes to know.

But journalist Jae Fields has gotten a righteous anger on and now nothing is safe or sacred, especially not Kelly’s right to privacy, or to his multiple identities.

Kelly Kendall, has written a book called Windows, a pornographic satirization of the hallowed Doorways. So, why would Kelly purposely defile the book he’d written as a serious catharsis for his own damaged emotional state, all those years before? Simple, he lost a bet to Will Lanier: houseboy, factotum, and general all-around slut, and the best friend-with-benefits Kelly has ever had. (P.S. Will is seriously in need of his own book. Just saying.)

Windows is like the proverbial red flag waved in the face of the angry bull. Jae has taken it on as his personal mission to out this Kelly Kendall hack, who is obviously a woman, no less, for desecrating the one book that helped him survive his own coming out a decade before. Where there are secrets, Jae Fields is the man who will stop at nothing to get to the truth, even if it means posing online as a Kelly Kendall fangirl to discredit the author and reveal her true identity.

It is a tangled web Kelly has woven, not as a practice of deliberate deception but to protect the privacy he so desperately needs. Kelly begins an email correspondence with SberryFields, one that begins as a personal crusade to unearth Kelly’s true identity, but quickly becomes something more, especially after Jae and Kelly unintentionally meet at the funeral of Jae’s ex-lover, a celebrity who happened to have been outed by the tabloid paper Jae works for, and a man who died with a copy of Doorways at his side. Oh, synchronicity, thy name is twisted matchmaker.

Watching Kelly and Jae fall in love was a pure joy while, at the same time, it was a dangling-carrot-of-doom knowing their relationship was little more than a minefield of lies by omission and half-truths and unknowns just waiting to be unearthed. When the house of cards finally tumbles, it’s not an easy thing to witness; nor is it any easier, after all those cards are laid out on the table, realizing it might be too late to overcome all the duplicity that underscored the entirety of their relationship to that point. But boy, it was sure fun being a bystander to the story of these two men and all the colorful characters who helped them tell their story.

ePistols at Dawn has definitely made its way on to my All-time ZAM Favorites List. It’s a story that pits journalistic integrity against a public persona’s right to privacy, and is a story that turns the tables on the journalist, who suddenly finds himself the object of scrutiny by that same media. I loved this one a lot and wouldn’t hesitate for a moment to recommend it.

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Break and Enter (Red Cell Book One) by Rachel Haimowitz and Aleksandr Voinov

Maxim #35:

That which does not kill you has made a tactical error. – Howard Tayler “The Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries”

Cyberpunk! It’s my second favorite punk behind that of the Steam variety, and Rachel Haimowitz and Aleksandr Voinov have delivered some really fantastic steamy Cyberpunk in Break and Enter (Red Cell Book One), the story of a cybernetic Special Forces soldier-turned-mercenary who has been hired to locate and breach a corporation’s security protocols but winds up an unwitting pawn in a game of corruption.

Major Victor “Cyke” Kellermann is part man, part machine, and is wholly endangered by the Judas at SenTech who is bent upon embezzling from the company and making Cyke his scapegoat. Cyke is having a hell of a time accessing the information from the SenTech database that will clear his name, as he’s now been pegged as nothing more than the David who’s attempting to slay the corporate Giant; that label given to him by a law enforcement that may or may not be fully complicit in the SenTech CTO’s illegal activities.

Break and Enter is a page-turning, all-out suspense laden cat-and-mouse thriller between Cyke and the police, one that gets continually more dangerous for the man who is far more than human but certainly not infallible. It’s Cyke’s tenacity and dire need for physical proof of his innocence that unintentionally throws him onto the radar of an EMT known as Bear, the man who will find a way beneath, behind, and inside Cyke’s defenses—and not only those of a technical nature. Bear does some raiding of his own and along the way, steals Cyke’s heart.

This is a dark and atmospheric story; a slink in the shadows, back to the wall, how-will-Cyke-ever-get-out-of-this-one? nail-biter. I loved it and can’t wait for book two to see what these two skilled storytellers have hidden up their scheming sleeves for these two men.

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Screwing the System by Josephine Myles

To touch is to heal
To hurt is to steal
If you wanna kiss the sky
Better learn how to kneel
On your knees, boy — U2

Cosmo Rawlins isn’t really what you might call lazy. No, he’s more of what you’d call…aggressively unemployed. But he has his music! Yeah, he has his band to consider, so why would he want to submit to the drudgery of a 9 to 5-er when there’s practicing to do and songs to write and band members to clash with? He wouldn’t. But that doesn’t mean Cosmo doesn’t have some experience with the interview process; his expertise in the world of the gainfully employed pretty much extends to knowing exactly how not to get a job but still qualify for those wonderful government bennies he enjoys. Everyone has their strengths, and Cosmo’s is knowing how to work the system without actually working.

The only question, then, is what do you do when you come up against someone who is a cog in that system and who’s at least equally proficient as you are at getting exactly what he wants? I reckon all you can do is bend over and take your licks—and like it.

Alasdair Grant is a self-made businessman who owns his own company, though he wasn’t always the corporate suit he is today. Oh no, Alasdair has a past that had nothing to do with following the status quo and being a slave to The Man, and everything to do with making an easy buck, which didn’t have much to do with a good work ethic and had everything to do with necessity. But now Alasdair is The Man, his work ethic has changed considerably since his biker days, so when he finds a very crafty Cosmo in his office, supposedly interviewing for a job, it becomes obvious pretty quickly that the only thing Cosmo’s working his hardest at is to avoid being hired for the position in Alasdair’s sanitary services company, and Alasdair decides then and there that Cosmo may be well suited for a very different, mutually beneficial position, a flexible and open position—on his knees, on his back, on all fours, bent over a table; it’s all relative, really, as long as Alasdair’s the boss and Cosmo’s following orders. But… there’s always a but, isn’t there?

See, Cosmo’s not exactly the sort of bloke who wants to be dictated to, at least not beyond sex. And even then, he’s only just learning that sexual submission can be pretty freaking intense, at least when he’s with Alasdair and Alasdair’s lighting his arse up with a flogger or a cane or his bare hand. But Alasdair… Alasdair’s a Dom, in the bedroom, the boardroom, where ever. He is in control and doesn’t know any other way to be, which causes a lot of conflict for both men, but it also teaches them a few things too, especially Alasdair, who learns that giving up a little bit of control is sometimes the only way to hang on to the one you love.

Screwing the System is the story of a man who sets out to claim and to tame a work-avoiding welfare abuser but instead discovers the secret to being in command may be far less about managing Cosmo’s life and far more about managing his own, living life on his own terms rather than living by the rules of good business, and forgiving himself and his ex-lover for an ending that was beyond their capacity to control.

This is a May/December romance between two men who are strong in different ways but in all the right ways for each other; it’s a story of teaching and of learning that the exchange of trust and the surrender of control is, in the end, the ultimate strength, and that it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks as long as everything works between the only two who matter.

I loved Cosmo and Alasdair in much the same way I loved Ollie and Ben in Handle With Care, not for the similarities in their romance but in the fact that it was the younger men who came along with the passion for their art, and their cheek, and their take-no-prisoners attitudes, and turned the lives of their older men upside down.

Screwing the System will be available for purchase on February 12,2013 here:

Hard Tail – Book Four In The Great JL Merrow-thon of 2013

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place. – Zora Neale Hurston

And then there were Matt Berridge and Tim Knight and a cat named Wolverine who’s really the star of the show but deigns to allow his insignificant humans to share his space if for nothing more than the fact that they feed him. And, if he’s being honest, those conveniently placed bipeds truly are the chattier set-pieces for us readers to enjoy while Wolverine is between scenes, so there’s that too. What can I say? The cat has personality.

Watching Matt and Tim’s evolution was a little bit like watching two people slow dancing to the same tune at different rhythms. They danced around each other but not with each other for quite a long time, moving to a similar song—one called Denial; Tim to the denial of his sexuality, Matt to the denial of his own self-worth. It’s not until they both find the courage and the strength to be honest with themselves, and with each other, that they are able to come together in perfect syncopation and dance to a love song of their own making.

Once again, Hard Tail was peopled with a delightful cast of characters, this time playing against the sport of cycling, the family dynamics of a favored son and the spare who doesn’t seem to quite measure up, a failed marriage, and a hypocritical, bullying bastard of a boyfriend who learns the hard way that he should be a bit more selective with whom he decides to pick a fight.

In much the same way that I loved Al and Larry in Muscling Through, I loved Matt and Tim to bits; Matt for his kindness and klutziness and sweet simplicity; Tim for his courage to face his fears, to come out of the closet and to be with and to fight for the man he loves in spite of there being a bit of a false start. And in much the same fashion as all the other JL Merrow books I’ve read so far, the humor was pitch-perfect. I’m also noticing a slightly inconvenient pattern in these books ending well before I’m ready for them to.

If you’ve read Pricks and Pragmatism be sure to watch for a quick little cameo from Luke and Russell. Then you can thank Russell for being his wonderful self. I did.

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Pressure Head – Book Three In My JL Merrow-thon

A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh. – Leonard Cohen


Tom Paretski is pretty proficient in the art of divination; not the kind of divination that means he can prophesy but the kind that means he can find things that are hidden—like water, for one thing. And dead bodies, for another. It’s a talent that makes him invaluable to the very same police force that had at one time found him entirely suspect because of his ability. It’s what also makes him a very good plumber.

It’s also a dead body that puts Tom back in touch with his old high school nemesis, Phil Morrison, the guy who, along with his group of fellow bullies, used to torment Tom mercilessly for being queer. So mercilessly, in fact, that it could very well have cost Tom his own life if not for an incredible stroke of good luck—if you want to call coming away with scars and chronic pain as a lifelong reminder of that accident good luck. And if you want to call this bit of karma irony, Phil’s now a Private Investigator. And he’s also openly gay. And he’s still gorgeous. And he still trips Tom’s trigger in every possible way. And it seems that feeling might be entirely mutual.

Phil’s been hired by the victim’s family to try and unravel the mystery surrounding her death, including clearing the name of Tom’s former school mate and recovering drug addict, Graham Carter, who also happened to be the victim’s boyfriend at the time of her death, and it’s not long before Phil has Tom involved in the investigation, an investigation that turns up plenty of suspects but few solid clues that would help reveal the killer’s motive, let alone an identity.

Unraveling the mystery of Phil Morrison becomes as much of a challenge for Tom as figuring out who killed Melanie Porter, and why. There’s so much resentment and mistrust mixed up in the attraction, so much pain and guilt mixed up in both their shared and separate pasts. It causes a fair amount of friction between them, and the revelation of their want of each other is by no means an instant patch on the deeper scars that have come to shape who they are. But the tension and friction is lovely.

Pressure Head kept me wound up tight from beginning to end. It’s a fast pace mystery wrapped up in a contentious relationship that owes a fair amount of its tension to the mutual attraction between the two men who, with a dozen years between them and high school, put paid to the past and give their future together a chance.

I don’t know if this is book one in a possible series, but if it’s not, I sure do want it to be.

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Muscling Through – The Start Of My JL Merrow-thon

It takes an extraordinary intelligence to contemplate the obvious. – Alfred North Whitehead

Pardon me while I channel my inner Buddy the Elf: I’m in love, I’m in love, and I don’t care who knows it! Yes, I’m in love with Alan Fletcher, quite possibly one of the most guileless characters ever to live in my fictional world, and very probably one of the most shamelessly uncomplicated and loveable men I’ve ever read.

Muscling Through is told in Al’s voice, and I can tell you the precise moment I fell in love with him:

I don’t know what they did with all the crusts from the sandwiches. Maybe they put them out for the birds after everyone had gone home. It’d be a shame to waste them.

See, this is Alan Fletcher in a single thought. He is utterly transparent in the simple kindnesses and entirely simple in the way he thinks and feels. The true beauty of Alan, though, is that if you judged him by his looks alone, he would be the sort of man you might instinctively fear, which is what Lawrence Morton did when he first stumbled upon Al taking a whizz in a dark alley one night. Larry was ready to offer up his wallet and any other valuables to Al, for the sake of self-preservation. All Al wanted to do was to make sure Larry made it home safely, which he did, and then he hid the kitchen knives. Don’t worry, that’ll make sense when you read the book. And it’s hysterical.

There were quite a few giggle-out-loud moments through the book, due entirely to the fact that Al is so obtuse in a charming and uncomplicated way. It’d be easy to dismiss him if it weren’t for the contrast of his looks and his gentle, artistic spirit—well, gentle as long as he’s not busy being drunk and disorderly. But that will also make sense when you read the book and understand the huge contrast between Al and Larry, and the conclusions that are jumped to. Appearances can be deceiving, yes?

I realize it’s early days yet, but this book could very easily make it on to my Top Reads of 2013 list; that’s how much I adored it. It’s filled with heart and humor and colorful characters drawn with a rainbow palette of quirks and mannerisms that even when I wasn’t particularly fond of them—ahem, Larry’s parents—I couldn’t help but love the way they’d come to life.

Oh, and P.S., be sure to read the “About the Author” blurb, and then when you get to the part about punting and champagne, don’t even try and tell me you didn’t smile just a little bit when you thought of Larry. :-)

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Pricks and Pragmatism by J.L. Merrow

Sex is the consolation you have when you can’t have love. – Gabriel García Márquez

Luke Corbin has a very practical attitude toward sex: If it gets him a roof over his head, food in his belly, and a free place to study as he works to get his English degree, then bartering his booty is fair enough trade to get what he wants. It’s okay if he eventually gets pinballed from roomie to roomie as long as he has a warm, dry place to land in the end. And if the man’s good looking, well, all the better.

When Luke’s latest sugardaddy gives him his walking papers, because Sebastian’s met The One, Luke takes it all in stride as part of the give-and-take business. It’s all part of the exchange of goods and services for him. But it doesn’t take long before he discovers that his usual trade routes are no longer viable options for the only thing he has to offer—himself—and he ends up depending upon the kindness of a complete stranger, who apparently isn’t at all interested in buying what Luke’s selling.

Russell Winchester is a chemical engineer, nothing special to look at, nerdy in all the usual ways, and not at all as well off as the men Luke usually ends up living with. And Russell certainly doesn’t have the one thing all those other men had—an ulterior motive. Not to mention he possesses an uncommon patience and kindness, and it doesn’t take long before Luke finds himself questioning pretty much everything he’s ever been sure of, trying to shoot himself in the arse at every opportunity, and wanting—wanting something he’d never wanted before, with the very man who at once was undesirable but now seems painfully unattainable.

I confess that I haven’t read a lot of J.L. Merrow’s work yet, but I can say that what I have read has kept me coming back for more. I’ll also confess that I bought this one for the title but liked it because the author’s characters are abundantly charming, and there’s a current of humor in that charm that I can’t help but love. Pricks and Pragmatism is one of those stories that, oh… Even though I didn’t always love the decisions Luke made, selling himself short at nearly every opportunity, I loved him, and I loved Russell for unwittingly helping Luke to see that he could be more, and that he could face the past, and that he could be The One for Russell, and that, most importantly for Luke, maybe, sex and love can be mutually inclusive events.

There was a slow buildup to this relationship, one that began as friendship and then eventually crossed the line into want and hope. It was sweet and believable, and I ended up wishing there’d been more at the end.

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The Hot Floor by Josephine Myles

“Wanting something is not enough. You must hunger for it.” – Les Brown

Josh Carpenter wants. He wants and needs something so badly that he’s willing to reveal certain truths that he’d never before imagined admitting aloud, neither to himself nor to anyone else. And especially not to Evan Truman and Rai Nakamura, the couple about whom Josh harbors certain fantasies.

The Hot Floor is a story narrated by a lonely and starving man, who wants and needs but doesn’t know how to ask for what it is he desires. Josh is a man who yearns for simple and ordinary things: someone to love, someone to love him in return, to be a part of something bigger than himself, to find someone to embrace him for nothing more than that he’s willing to give everything of himself, and all he wants in return is to hold a place of value in that relationship. Never would Josh have imagined that he’d find all of that and more within the hierarchy of a partnership between himself and a loving and committed couple.

Josephine Myles has written a lovely and compelling story that explores the complications of a ménage relationship; the jealousy, the fear, the uncertainty of exactly where and how to fit in, the confusion of the absolute certainty that it’s possible to fall in love with two people equally and with absolute abandon and commitment, and the utter certainty that until you give voice to your wants and desires, you run the risk of going without all of those things that are right there in front of you for the taking.

While this story is undeniably erotic, I found it to be much more provocative in its exploration of the whys and hows of a couple who seemed perfectly content in what they had but were willing to rebuild themselves around a man who brought another layer of something to their relationship they didn’t even know was missing. Within Josh’s passive submissiveness, the three men found something that strengthened their foundation, a natural spectrum in the sexual order that completed them in a way they hadn’t thought possible. In a world that embraces monogamy, Evan and Rai and Josh break the rules; Josh isn’t merely a placeholder in a relationship that was missing something or was broken. No, he becomes a necessary component in the completion of a picture that now makes perfect sense.

Of course, this is all presented in Josephine Myles’ most charming and clever way, with all the witty banter and loveable characters that I’ve come to expect from her stories. This story made me want to imagine these men far into the future and hope they were still finding their happily-ever-after together.

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Trust Me If You Dare (Romano & Albright, Book #2) by L.B. Gregg

“It takes two to get one in trouble.” – Mae West

I’m going to come right out and say it: the beginning of this book made me laugh so hard that my little people looked at me as if their sinister plot to loosen the barely-there-fingertip-grasp I have on my wee shred of sanity had finally succeeded. Wahoo, Mom’s finally cracked! Cookies and Gummy Bears for breakfast! ::sigh::

I’ve never really given much thought to the importance of the opening sequence of a book and how well—or sometimes negatively—that can influence my opinion of the rest of the story. I try not to judge a book by its beginning any more than I judge it by its cover because really you just never know what surprises might be lurking on the next page. I never thought about it much, that is, until L.B. Gregg made me do it, with her mad-evil-genius-storytelling ways—now it’s sort of all I think about when I think of Trust Me If You Dare.

Dan Green Albright and Caesar Romano are six weeks into their relationship. Of that time together, five weeks, six days, twenty-three hours and fifty-nine minutes have seen Ce’s life to go from zero to trouble—the first minute they met didn’t really account for much because Ce didn’t realize he was in trouble yet. Caesar was the self-professed most boring gay man in all of Manhattan up to that point, after all, but then a certain private investigator came steamrolling into his life and turned Ce into a dirty-talk-loving, public-sex-having trouble magnet. Now his life is anything but mundane.

Ce’s working in the catering biz with his preggers BFF Poppy, and their next gig is one Caesar’d just as soon avoid because it once again puts him in too close proximity to his ex-closeted, ex-lover Shep McNamara, and by virtue of association, with soap opera star Gunter Heidelbach, who’s keeping more secrets and telling more lies, the variety of which Ce really, really hates but can’t seem to avoid these days. Turns out the catering job Ce’s arranging puts Dan on security detail, as well, and in rather close proximity to Gunter, who may or may not be the biggest player ever, and who may or may not have a threatening stalker-psycho ex-assistant who’d like to out Gunter, but not in the way you might expect.

Homicidal high performance vehicles, the bottom feeding media, a gimpy fingered stranger, and a red haired pixie woman with a grudge and a gift for flying under everyone’s radar but Cearsar’s are just a few of the things that put the capital T in Trouble for him in this installment of the Romano & Albright series. Of course, the usual cast of characters is also along on this stellar ride and shines every bit as brightly as they did the first time around, with their witty banter and shady ways.

I am so loving this relationship that’s just beginning to get its sea legs, am loving the building trust and the growing realization by both men that this is a long haul proposition. I’m also loving this May/December romance that’s not a significant part of their story. I love that L.B. Gregg has made the twelve year age difference between Dan and Caesar a complete non-issue even though I know it’s there. I love that the forty-year-old Dan is so confident in who he is that he doesn’t give a second thought as to whether he’s everything Ce could possibly need.

This series has become an instant favorite for me and if I could, I’d beg L.B. Gregg to write faster. I’m so looking forward to seeing what hijinks and mayhem and mystery she has in store for me next.

Buy Trust Me If You Dare HERE.

Catch Me If You Can (Romano and Albright, Book #1) by L.B. Gregg

“A lie never lives to be old.” – Sophocles

Caesar Romano seems to have a knack for attracting people who not only outright lie but also like to keep a variety of secrets, as well. He has an ex-boyfriend who’s keeping a big one, a boss who’s keeping a somewhat bizarre one, a private investigator following him who’s keeping a rather significant one, and that’s just to name a few. In the meantime, he’s also got a job so financially inadequate that he’s forced to live with his Nana, a large Italian family—some of whom are a bit on the shady side—and he’s also dealing with the theft of a bust of Justin Timberlake sculpted entirely of watches. Oh, and don’t forget the whole blackmail thing, too.

No one ever said Ce’s life was a walk in the park. Sometimes it’s more like a whizz in a back alley, but it’s most definitely never boring.

Caesar is a person of interest in Detective Dan Green’s investigation of a stolen painting that reveals a plot to extort rather unorthodox sums of money from various sources. Ce’s also a person of interest on an entirely personal level for Detective Dan, but Caesar’s not particularly interested in anything Dan has to offer. Dan’s not exactly the kind of guy to just give up and go away, though—what kind of a detective would he be, after all, if he did? And let’s face it; Dan most definitely has a way with words. Certain words, at certain times that make it very difficult for Ce to keep his wits about him. It’s really a gift is what it is. A sexy, sexy gift.

They say laughter is the language of the soul. Well, I’m not sure whether that’s true or not, but if it is, then I want to be fluent in the language L.B. Gregg speaks. Full immersion baptism in the sarcastic and sometimes crazy, that’s what this is. This is only the second book I’ve read from this author, and in both of them, this as well as Men of Smithfield: Mark and Tony, the opening scenes of each book set the comedic tone, the manic mood, and the frenetic pace for the entire novel.

This was a caper of the farcical kind and I loved every word of it, from Caesar to Dan, to their extended group of friends, family, and the assortedly quirk-tastic role players who helped to improve the scenery with their spray on tans, scary cosmetic procedures, and kinky proclivities. I can’t wait to get to the next book in the series because I have a feeling that I’ll find a whole lot of exactly what I’m looking for and maybe a bit more than I could’ve ever expected.

Buy Catch Me If You Can HERE.

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