Available: Friday, December 26th

Jason and Brian Sutter were happily married. They thought their relationship was perfect, but something was missing. After a few years, the dynamics of their relationship changes when Brian’s friend, David Sifuentes, moves in. Feelings develop as flirting becomes love. The duo quickly turns into a trio. But, their happily ever after isn’t meant to be.

Brian and David are both Marines and are sent to Afghanistan, leaving Jason at home. While on a mission, Brian is killed. When David comes home with the casket, he realizes that his relationship with Jason is over. Unable to deal with the hurt and heartbreak of losing both of his lovers, he joins a new unit, and gets shipped off to Iraq. His new goals – avenge Brian’s senseless death and make Jason proud of him. Unfortunately, things don’t end up as he plans.

With so much love and loss, can these two men last without their third? 

Drunk in Love (MMM)
Silver Bullet 13

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AVAILABLE: Saturday, November 8th

[Erotic Alternative Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, shape-shifters, HEA]

Steve and Brent Perez are married shifters. In the world of paranormals some might think that’s odd, considering both men are wolves, but it’s the norm for these two. From a very early age they knew they were meant to be together, despite what their homophobic pack might believe. When the anguish of hiding their mating from friends and family becomes too much, they leave home, traveling around the world, performing on stage. While dancing at the Silver Bullet, they are stunned to realize that their mating isn’t complete.

When two gorgeous go-go dancers start checking Jayson North out, he’s not sure what to think. Used to being flirted with in his position as a bartender, Jayson tries to keep his distance. Not an easy feat when the two performers draw him like a magnet. When he learns that they’re mates, Jayson is confused. Since working at the shifter-owned bar, he’s learned one major rule—mates are sacred. So why are these two wolves checking him out? But someone else thinks that Steve and Brent belongs to him and he’s more than willing to get rid of Jayson to keep the two shifters to himself. Mating Jayson is the easy part. Keeping him alive may take more strength than two shifters have.

Oliver (MM) Belt Buckle Ranch 5

PRE-ORDER! AVAILABLE: Saturday, October 25th [Siren LoveEdge ManLove: Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, M/M, HEA]  Oliver Davis lives in a rundown neighborhood, in a bad part of town where drugs and prostitution are prevalent. He's spent his life on the streets, living the only way he knows how, by selling his body for cash. When a PI arrives at his corner with a manila envelope, Oliver is skeptical until he opens it. His entire life changes in a matter of seconds. Hank Ramsey is the sheriff in the no-name town outside of Telluride, Colorado. He loves his job. The only busy nights are spent dealing the occasional drunk. When he goes out to the ranch to talk to Oliver about a fight at Marilyn’s, the man manages to push all of Hank’s buttons. He takes Oliver to jail for the night to teach the young man a lesson, but things quickly take a turn for the worse when Oliver tries to seduce him. STORY EXCERPT  Taking a deep breath, Oliver stepped out onto the porch. He stood still, waiting for the cop to give him an order. The last thing he needed was to give some authoritarian the power to take him to jail. He’d dealt with similar situations in his youth. “I’m Sheriff Ramsey.” He stepped back, placing his cowboy back on his head. “Can we have a moment to talk about the incident tonight?” “Sure,” Oliver murmured before clearing his throat and speaking to them in a stronger voice. “Can you guys give us some privacy, please?” He didn’t want the others to hover and try to play protector. The front door closed quietly and Oliver stayed in the same position. “Why don’t you take a seat on the porch swing?” The sheriff tilted his head toward the other side of the porch and Oliver followed his request. Oliver sat down on the porch swing, his back rigid and his face carefully blank. He hadn’t been expecting law enforcement to show up so quickly, but in a small town, he couldn’t be that shocked. He’d gone to the bar to relax and drink with the others. Since he was going to be living and working on the ranch for a full year, he thought it best to spend some time getting to know his half-brothers. There wasn’t supposed to be a fight. He hadn’t gone there looking for trouble, but that all changed when Robbie and Cody were coming off the dance floor. A man, Sam Caine, went after both men and Oliver jumped in, throwing the first punch and starting a bar brawl. He didn’t regret his actions, but he sure as hell knew he was going to regret the consequences. “Mr. Davis,” the sheriff said, gaining his attention. Oliver looked at him, making eye contact, and was momentarily lost in his kind brown eyes. His eyes are brown. From the angle at the top of the stairs, he hadn’t been able to see the exact color, but this close, Oliver realized the man had beautiful eyes. “Oliver is fine.” “Okay, Oliver.” Sheriff Ramsey smiled and gave a nod. “Can you please tell me what happened at Marilyn’s tonight?” “I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” Oliver didn’t want to confirm or deny anything until he knew what the sheriff knew. With his past, Oliver had learned to keep his mouth shut and wait to hear all the facts before volunteering additional information. “There was a fight tonight and there are a few reliable witnesses that said you started it. Do you have anything to add before the report is filed?” “Am I being charged with something?” He asked. “Look, Oliver, cut the crap. Why did you attack Sam Caine?” The sheriff’s soft eyes turned hard and the kind face disappeared. “Or are you just a troublemaker? I ran your name. You’ve got a record and a history of fighting dating back years.” As well as prostitution, Oliver silently added inside his head. The man stood straighter, towering over Oliver as he sat on the porch swing. The “nice guy” vanished, replaced by the “bad cop.” Oliver had been in this situation before. It seemed that all cops were the same. Smirking, he raised a brow. Fuck you. “I’m sorry, sir, I don’t know what you’re talking about. You must have me confused with someone else.” Oliver shrugged. “That’s it, get up.” Oliver followed the sheriff’s orders, standing. “Turn around and put your hands behind your back. I’m placing you under arrest.” Taking a deep breath, Oliver reluctantly obeyed. Cold metal bracelets caressed his skin, clicking into place. The sheriff gripped his bicep, turning him around before leading him toward the patrol car. Opening the back door, he palmed Oliver’s skull, putting him inside the car. The door slammed and Oliver interlocked his fingers. The sheriff left him inside the car and strolled back toward the house. Robbie pulled the front door open. He took one look at the sheriff before making eye contact with Oliver in the back of the patrol car. Oliver watched the two men talk for a few minutes, wishing he could hear what they were saying. After a little while, Mr. Uniform came toward him. He got behind the wheel, started the engine, and started driving down the long gravel road. Leaning his head back, Oliver closed his eyes, hoping the good sheriff wouldn’t want to chat. In the past, when he’d had run-ins with the law, they expected a little exchange of favors to drop the charges. Oliver could get down on his knees or bend over. He wondered when this little charade would end. Would the cop pull over on some dark, deserted road, or would he take him all the way to the station? Either way, it didn’t matter. ADULT EXCERPT  Hank washed his body with a bar of soap that smelled like a mixture of sage and citrus. Oliver inhaled the aroma, letting it fill his head. He now knew why Hank smelled so good. Strong, callused hands started washing him and Oliver forgot how to breathe. Those magical digits moved from his foot to his thigh, slowly massaging each muscle, and Oliver’s body relaxed under the delicious assault. “Damn, your hands are magical.” Hank chuckled. “You think so, huh?” “Oh, yeah.” “I’m giving you incentive to take all your showers with me.” “With this treatment, I’ll never leave.” “That’s my plan,” he murmured quietly to himself, but Oliver heard him and his heart soared, knowing that Hank wanted to keep him. Hank gripped his ass cheeks and squeezed the muscles. Oliver couldn’t hold back his moan of approval. He knew where this was going. Hank pulled his ass cheeks apart and Oliver licked his lips while leaning forward, giving Hank better access. Using the pad of his thumb, Hank massaged Oliver’s hole in a circular motion and Oliver prayed that he would push the digit in. A hot tongue licked up and down his crack and Oliver’s hips jerked without his permission. He pressed his ass back against Hank’s mouth as the man pushed his tongue in deep, swirling the appendage around, fucking Oliver’s ass. “Fuck, yeah! Hank!” Oliver shouted. He gripped the wet tiles the best he could as he continued to move. Hank kept one hand gripped tightly on Oliver’s ass and with the other, he reached between Oliver’s legs and fisted his cock, jacking his length. “Damn it…so good…” Oliver moved forward and placed his head on the cool tiles, letting Hank set the pace. He slid a finger inside of Oliver’s ass next to his tongue, fucking him, and Oliver was sure he was going to lose it at any moment. The sensation was amazing. “I wanna fuck you and suck you at the same time, lover.” Hank growled as he pulled Oliver’s cock down and sucked the tip into his mouth. He fucked Oliver’s ass with his finger while he sucked his cock. He alternated between the head of Oliver’s cock and his asshole. He nibbled, sucked, licked, and ate his ass, pushing Oliver closer to his orgasm. “Hank!” he shouted. “I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock pounding my ass.” He didn’t need to convince Hank. The man jumped up from his position. “Shit.” Hank opened the shower stall door and Oliver watched him slip and slide, trying to gain his balance. “Condom!” he shouted over his shoulder and Oliver laughed. When the man strode back into the bathroom, the condom was already rolled onto his cock. He opened a bottle of lube and quickly applied a thick coat before stepping back into the shower stall. The glass rattled as the door slammed shut. Hank winked and Oliver turned around, facing the tile wall once more. Hank spread some lube on his hole before lining up his shaft against Oliver’s ass. The head of Hank’s cock slowly pressed inside, stretching him. His cock popped past the tight ring of muscle and Oliver groaned deep in his throat. Once Hank was buried deep inside him, he held his hips in a tight grip. “Oh, God…” he breathed out. “Oh, sweetheart, your ass is so tight.” Hank put his arms underneath Oliver’s, forcing him to stand straight up against Hank’s chest, lining up their bodies. Hank started moving his hips, fucking Oliver hard and deep, and nothing had ever felt better. Leaning his head back, Oliver kept himself pinned to Hank’s body as pleasure rushed through his system. He could barely think. Floating on a cloud of sensation, Oliver focused on everything he felt. The hard cock pounding his ass…The strong arms holding him tight…Hank’s muscular body…

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Drunk in Love > November 8th

Steve and Brent Perez are married shifters. In the world of paranormals some might think that’s odd considering both men are wolves, but it’s the norm for these two. From a very early age they knew they were meant to be together, despite what their homophobic pack might believe. When the anguish of hiding their mating from friends and family becomes too much, they leave home, traveling around the world performing on stage. While dancing at the Silver Bullet, they are stunned to realize that their mating isn’t complete.

When two gorgeous go-go dancers start checking Jayson North out, he’s not sure what to think. Used to being flirted with in his position as a bartender, Jayson tries to keep his distance. Not an easy feat when the two performers draw him like a magnet. When he learns that they’re mates, Jayson is confused. Since working at the shifter owned bar, he’s learned one major rule – mates are sacred. So why are these two wolves checking him out?

But someone else thinks that Steve and Brent belongs to him and he’s more than willing to get rid of Jayson to keep the two shifters to himself. Mating Jayson is the easy part. Keeping him alive may take more strength than two shifters have.

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Oliver Davis lives in a rundown neighborhood, in a bad part of town where drugs and prostitution are prevalent. He's spent his life on the streets, living the only way he knows how, by selling his body for cash. When a PI arrives at his corner with a manila envelope, Oliver is skeptical until he opens it. His entire life changes in a matter of seconds.

Hank Ramsey is the sheriff in the no name town outside of Telluride, Colorado. He loves his job. The only busy nights are the occasional drunks. When he goes out to the ranch to talk to Oliver about a fight at Marilyn’s, the man manages to push all of Hank’s buttons. He takes Oliver to jail for the night to teach the young man a lesson, but things quickly take a turn for the worse when Oliver tries to seduce him. 

Playing for Keeps (MM)

PRE-ORDER HERE! AVAILABLE: Saturday, September 27th [Erotic Alternative Romance, M/M, HEA] Thomas Pratt and Cooper Roosevelt play football for a new professional expansion team—The Las Vegas Outlaws. For three years, the two men have had an ongoing relationship. In public, they’re athletes that share a house. Behind closed doors, they’re lovers.  Thomas has never hidden inside the closet, but to hold onto his relationship with Cooper, he’s willing to keep everything a secret. But things slowly start to unravel when Thomas realizes that he wants more. With Cooper’s need to keep their relationship a secret and his homophobic slurs inside the locker room, Thomas realizes that it might be time to move on.  Cooper has lived his entire life in the closet. Nobody knows that the star quarterback is in love with the team’s running back. To keep his status hidden, Cooper makes a few bad decisions, not realizing that it will affect his relationship with Thomas. STORY EXCERPT  “What’s your story? I know you played for USC, but how did you end up here?” Cooper Roosevelt, the quarterback, asked him when they were inside the extravagant locker room. “I played college ball. I didn’t think I’d be playing for the pros.” Thomas was embarrassed to admit that none of the other professional teams drafted him. “Receiving a call from the GM changed my whole life, man. This expansion team is a blessing as far as I’m concerned.” “Do you already have a place to stay?” “No.” Thomas shook his head, chuckling. He knew he still had a lot to do before he was settled in Las Vegas. “I got the call, loaded my car, and drove straight from SoCal. I didn’t want to miss the first day of training camp.” “I’ve got a house here. If you’re interested.” He shrugged as if his offer was simple and casual, but Thomas felt as if there was something more. “I’m looking for someone to rent a room. I don’t want to live alone in a big house. I know that probably sounds silly since we’re in the pros now.” He paused and Thomas didn’t want the man taking the offer off the table. “Yeah…thanks, man, that would be great.” “You can follow me home after practice and check out the place.” After practice, Thomas showered and got dressed. He applied a little more cologne that normal just in case Cooper’s offer was more than just asking him to be a casual roommate. His pick-up truck was packed to the brim with everything he owned. He followed behind Cooper’s sports car away from the wild life of the strip and toward a community along the western edge of Las Vegas at the base of Red Rock. Even though he’d just signed the contract to play professional ball, it was still shocking to have a savings account with some serious dough. Having always lived in apartments, Thomas didn’t have any desire to purchase a giant house in Vegas. He wasn’t going to go crazy and drop a bunch of cash on a new vehicle either. He had always lived simply and that wouldn’t change now that his circumstances had. When Cooper turned down the driveway, Thomas let out a whistle as he looked around. The house wasn’t just a “house.” It was a mansion. The place seemed to be designed in harmony with the colorful desert environment, with an aeronautic authenticity. The house was the perfect image of modern architecture with straight lines, flat roof, and glass walls. It was well hidden by carefully placed structures that rose up from the ground, blending in with the surroundings perfectly. Pulling to a stop behind Cooper’s car, Thomas shut the engine off and climbed out of his truck. He shoved his keys into his pocket and looked around, feeling slightly out of place. “Come inside.” Cooper waved him over and Thomas followed the man toward the front door. The walkway was just as incredible as the outside of the home, with a walkway carved out of stone leading to a door that was twice as tall and wide as him. Cooper typed in a code at the front door and it unlocked before slowly opening on its own. “Holy shit,” he whispered out, and Cooper chuckled. “I helped design this place. It’s everything I ever dreamed of, wrapped up in metal, rock, and glass.” “Wow.” Thomas shook his head in awe. “I don’t think I could ever dream up something like this.” “I haven’t lived here very long. That’s how new this place is. It was built with the latest green technologies. The home provides a large percent of its own power consumption through a state of the art system with multicrystal photovoltaic modules placed on a wind canopy.” “A what?” Thomas raised a brow in confusion. He had no clue what the hell Cooper was talking about, but it was obvious the man was into high technology gadgets. “The canopy on top of the house.” He pointed up and Thomas leaned his head back, staring up at the glass ceiling. “It was designed to eliminate direct sunlight from entering the house during the summer. Anyway.” He waved his hand and continued the tour. “There are five bedrooms, five bathrooms, and a small movie theater.” Cooper winked and Thomas grinned. “This house has everything and anything you could ever want. You could be completely entertained without ever having to leave home.” ADULT EXCERPT Eyeing his treat, he spread Thomas’s cheeks apart, and stared down at the tight rosette for a second. He gripped the meaty cheeks tightly before leaning forward and licking Thomas’s hole. He pushed his tongue deep into the man’s gorgeous ass, pressing his face into the crease, and nuzzled as close as possible. “Oh fuck!” Thomas shouted. From his position, he reached a hand in between Thomas’s spread thighs and grabbed his cock, jacking the hard flesh. He lavished Thomas’s ass with saliva before licking his way down the perineum to his balls. Pulling the man’s cock back, he pulled the head into his mouth. Sucking the tip frantically, Cooper slid a finger into Thomas’s tight hole, moving the digit in and out. He alternated between sucking the head of Thomas’s cock and licking his brown asshole. Cooper nibbled, sucked, licked, and ate until Thomas was writhing around, begging for his dick. The pleas and moans excited him, pushing him to give Thomas exactly what he wanted. Cooper bit into the beefy flesh of Thomas’s ass cheeks and the man howled as he humped the air. He knew exactly what to do to bring out the beast inside of Thomas. They’d been lovers long enough to know what the other craved. “Please, please, please,” he panted and Cooper grinned wickedly. He loved hearing Thomas’s pleas for more. “Lube,” he simply said before pulling away from his lover and quickly grabbed the bottle on top of the dresser before joining Thomas back on the bed. Flipping open the cap on the bottle of lube, he squirted a line of the slippery substance against Thomas’s hole before applying a generous amount to his shaft. He dropped the lube to the bed before holding Thomas’s hip with his left hand and the base of his erection with his right. The head of his cock kissed Thomas’s hole before he slowly pushed his way inside. Tight, moist heat enveloped his cock in a hug and Cooper tipped his head back, groaning in pleasure. Closing his eyes, he didn’t stop moving until he was balls deep inside his lover. Once fully buried, Cooper paused as a shiver ran through his system and goose bumps broke out along his skin. Fucking perfect. This was his home, inside Thomas, the two of them connected. “You feel so good,” he whispered. “God, I’ve missed you.” “I missed you, too,” Thomas told him as he looked over his shoulder and stared at Cooper as his eyes filled with emotion. “Kiss me.” He licked his lips and Cooper immediately obliged. Leaning forward, he echoed the shape of his lover’s body. He connected their lips. Cooper rested his weight against Thomas’s back, as he brought them closer together, needing more intimacy. He moved his chest against the slick skin of his back with every motion as he pushed into Thomas’s welcoming body again and again. He kept each thrust slow and deep, waiting to draw out the pleasure for them both, as their tongues danced and the kiss continued. It had been way too long since the two of them made love. Thomas moaned against his lips, arching his back up against him. He started moving, meeting Cooper’s strokes. Disconnecting their lips, he leaned back, needing to move faster for a deeper penetration. The slow rhythm was driving him crazy. It wasn’t enough anymore. Cooper swiveled his hips and picked up the pace, changing the rhythm. Soon he was driving hard and deep inside Thomas. The man let out a loud gasp when Cooper changed the angle of his thrusts, pegging his prostate with each stroke. “Oh fuck!” he shouted. “Not gonna last…” “Me either,” Cooper said as he pounded inside of Thomas’s ass. He could already feel his own orgasm racing through his system, building up at the base of his spine. Cooper reached around and fisted Thomas’s cock. He only pumped Thomas’s shaft twice before the man yelled his name, shooting stream after stream of cum into Cooper’s hand. Cooper’s muscles tightened, his body jerking as his control shattered. “Thomas!” Cooper cried out as he buried his cock to the hilt and followed Thomas over the edge, shooting his release into Thomas’s ass. Falling forward, he rested his forehead against Thomas’s shoulder as his body shook. It took him a few minutes to catch his breath. After a couple minutes, Cooper wrapped his arms around Thomas and carefully turned their bodies so they could lie down comfortably. When Thomas moved, Cooper’s softening shaft pulled free from the man’s warmth, and he grumbled in disappointment. Before he could even ask what Thomas was doing the man cupped his face and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. The soft, plump lips moved against his and Cooper wrapped his arms around Thomas’s waist, pulling him close. Chest to chest, their bodies aligned perfectly and once again everything was right in his world. He moved his hands up and down Thomas’s back, unable to stop touching the man’s creamy skin. The kiss went on and on, long and drawn out, until Cooper’s cock perked up once more. Thomas moved against him, their shafts rubbing. “Mmmmm,” he moaned, pulling Thomas until the man was lying on top of him. Thomas continued to grind against him and Cooper was sure he’d lose his mind.