Just months after breaking up with his boyfriend, Noah Jenkins inherits his grandfather's farm and he decides it's time for a change of scenery. He packs his bags, buys a dog, and moves onto the property. When his Labrador puppy Daisy gets hurt he meets local vet Hunter Ross and life starts to look interesting again.
Hunter Ross has always lived in small, conservative Newton, in rural Illinois. At 39 he's never been in love and never had a lover and may have neglected to tell anyone he's close to that he's gay. It's never been a problem - until Daisy, Yellow and her owner, Noah, show up.
Is Noah's love enough for Hunter to risk everything? Does Hunter have the strength to make the hardest choices he'll ever make and survive?
The great thing about small towns it turns out is that delivery is free and it’s quick. His new furniture will arrive tomorrow morning, which gives him time to get the living room ready. The parking lot in front of the clinic is empty but Noah can see Hunter’s truck parked further back and, on a whim, he follows the driveway down. He parks, unbuckles Daisy from her harness, and clips her leash on before he gets out of the car. When he turns around, Hunter is leaning against the doorway, wearing low slung jeans and a threadbare tee-shirt, arms crossed over his chest.
“Hi,” Noah croaks. His mouth and throat have gone dry and when Daisy pulls the leash free from his grasp, he barely notices. Hunter pushes the screen door open with a bare foot and she rushes inside.
“Sh*t, sorry!” He leaps after her, but Hunter doesn’t seem concerned, only amused.
From the depths of the house comes a volley of high pitched barks followed by an angry hiss.
“Sounds like she’s found Rosie.”
Noah trails behind him as Hunter goes inside, taking in his surroundings as walks. The cluttered living room is small with plain, simple furnishings in faded colors. In contrast, Noah notices, the sounds system, hooked to a laptop and a flat screen television, is state of the art. In the middle of the room stands the cat from the clinic, back arched and tail puffed up. Daisy bounces forward with a yip only to be met by a grey and white paw that smacks her nose three times in quick succession and sends her scuttling back to Noah with a yelp and a whimper.
As he picks her up he spots two scratches across her nose, both beading with blood.
“Hey, your cat scratched my pup.”
“Your pup tried to chase my cat.”
Annoyed, Noah clutches Daisy to his chest and braces his shoulders. She’s bleeding.
“You should control her better.”
The statement is met by laughter. That he likes the sound of it annoys Noah even more than the laughter itself.
“She’s a cat. How do you propose I control her?”
“I don’t know but you’re a vet, you should be able to think of something.”
Hunter steps over and peers at the scratches on Daisy’s nose.
“She’ll live. You can trust me on this, I’m a vet.” The mocking tone makes it very clear what Hunter thinks of Noah’s reaction. He bends and gathers Rosie up and puts her on the back of an armchair. She immediately jumps off, flicks her tail at the room and saunters down the hallway.
In Noah’s arms, Daisy quivers and whimpers.
Noah is about to protest again when Hunter leans forward and brushes a kiss over his mouth. It’s brief and rough, over before Noah can even register it’s happening. Stunned, he runs his finger over his bottom lip and hugs Daisy to his chest as he watches Hunter walk away, calling over his shoulder as he goes.
“Do you want coffee?”
Yes, M/M romance books that have one of the main characters very closeted tend to irk me a bit, but in the case of Daisy, Yellow, the more narrow-minded small town setting does a lot to temper that ire. I can’t imagine how Hunter must feel, especially in one of the more dramatic and upsetting scenes late in the story.
Hunter is 39 and has always been in that closet—and has never done much physically with anyone…man or woman…in all that time. This gives his character an touch of innocence when it comes to interacting with others on a romantic level, but also makes him very skittish once he and Noah start seeing each other (all on the very down-low of course).
Noah is that adorable city guy who’s suddenly in the middle of a bit of country life, which does make for some funny moments. He and Hunter have excellent chemistry together, and their relationship unfolds slowly since Noah doesn’t want to push Hunter due to Hunter’s lack of experience. During that relationship development we get to see the deep bond that forms between the two, and the whole time I was waiting for the other shoe to drop when it came to Hunter having to decide between Noah and his current life.
There are some very distressing scenes that come up once word somehow gets out about the two of them, ones that sadly are still very prevalent in many areas (and not just small towns), and in this case those scenes broke my heart. But I did like to see how Hunter reacted to what came about, coming out a stronger character in the end. And speaking of the end…the way things wrapped up at the end of the story felt a bit too quick for me, and it did leave things open making it feel more like a happy-for-now (HFN) ending then a fully resolved HEA (happily ever after).
As for Daisy? I'm about ready to go pick out my own Daisy after reading this. I love pets in books, but especially dogs and Daisy was absolutely adorable!
Though I would have liked a more solid ending, Daisy, Yellow was still a very solid 4-star read for me, and my curiosity is piqued for whatever the author has in store for this series. This book is meant for readers 18+ for adult language and sexual content.
About the Author
Author, acafan, Buddhist. Angelique is owned by four cats, three adult children, two temperamental computers, and a very patient boyfriend (not a partridge in a pear tree).
A former print journalist and editor, she has over the years, written about a wide variety of topics from politics to duck breeding to rock concerts. Her interest in fandom studies was sparked in 2015 when she watched Supernatural for the first time and she has been fascinated by the intersection between fans and creators ever since and is currently completing an MA (Media Studies) in the subject.
She likes cold champagne, hot coffee, neat whiskey, loud Springsteen, and the Winchester brothers kicking butt. When she's not writing she likes to color, watch movies, and get more tattoos.
What happens when “nothing serious” turns into something more complicated?
Mark O’Brien is finally being honest with himself. His relationship with Rachel is over and he’s moving out of the home they’ve shared for six years. They get along, but he can’t fix a relationship when the person he’s with is the wrong gender.
Jamie Robertson, one of the removal men, is huge and ridiculously gorgeous, and Mark is smitten at first sight. When a cardboard box splits, revealing items of a personal nature that Mark never wanted anybody to see, he’s mortified. But it sparks the start of a beautiful friendship with benefits.
As Jamie initiates Mark into the joys of gay sex, the two men get increasingly close and “nothing serious” turns into something rather important to both of them. But communication isn’t their strong point. Will either man ever find the courage to be honest about his feelings?
Please note that although this edition has been re-edited for publication, there is no new or additional content.
Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England. He comes from a family of writers, but always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed him by. He spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content.
One day, Jay decided to try and write a short story—just to see if he could—and found it rather addictive. He hasn’t stopped writing since.
Jay writes contemporary romance about men who fall in love with other men. He has five books published by Dreamspinner Press, and also self-publishes under the imprint Jaybird Press. Many of his books are also available as audiobooks.
Mathieu Beresford was so close to seeing his dream come true.
The thirty-eight-year-old captain of the Buffalo Surge had led his team to the final round of the playoffs with his aggressive defensive play and leadership. During the first game of the championship series, he was taken down, and his leg snapped upon impact with the boards. From his hospital bed, Mathieu watched his team go on to win it all.
Adrift in anger, resentment, and the new direction of his life, he returns to his mansion along the St. Lawrence River. Alone and sulking, Mathieu is not prepared for Indigo Neu to enter his life. The genderflux twenty-year-old botany major signs on to play nursemaid, confidant, and groundskeeper over the summer and slowly leads Mathieu out of his confusion--one tender smile and touch at a time.
The deeper Mathieu falls, the more he wonders if being lost might not be so bad after all.
A May/December romance always piques my interest, especially when it’s done by an author whose works I’ve enjoyed previously. Throw in a touch of hockey, even better. In this case, the story isn’t centered on Mathieu playing so much as him trying to recover from an injury; him playing comes as flashbacks instead. The story concentrates more on the development of the relationship between him and Indigo, and Mat’s self-imposed barriers to that happening.
Mathieu has always been a great hockey player, though at 38 years old he’s aware that his time on the ice may not last too much longer. He’s been deeply closeted and doesn’t want to be the first to come out in his sport, and the fact that he’s not out while Indigo is very much so is one of the points of contention in the story, and the main cause of conflict between the two men.
Indigo is a wonderful character. Very much out and proud, easily moving between masculine and feminine depending on how he feels at a particular time, and also about eighteen years younger than Mat. Indigo is totally comfortable in his own skin, and one of the things I wished we could have had during this story was his point of view (this is told entirely from Mat’s viewpoint).
The attraction between Mat and Indigo is almost immediate, and even with the age gap they still click together easily both emotionally and physically. It’s not really their difference in age that’s an issue—it’s Mat’s need to continue hiding in his closet, someplace Indigo is definitely not going to go with him.
There are some really good supporting characters in the story, in particular Mat’s longtime friend and “beard”, Fran, as well as Indigo’s father—who is also Mat’s friend as well as the caretaker of his island home. The one character that I was completely incensed over (and I’m sure most readers will say the same) was Mat’s nurse. The fact that she was allowed to stay as long as she did made me a bit ticked off with Mat considering her blatant homophobia and her treatment of Indigo.
Overall, I really liked this story and thought it was a great start to this new series, which I’ll definitely be following as more books in it are released. Lost in Indigo gets a solid 4 stars from me, and I recommend it to any M/M romance fan. This book is meant for readers 18+ for adult language and sexual content.
V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, Dr. Who, Torchwood, walking, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, two Jersey steers and a flock of assorted domestic fowl. When not writing lusty tales, she can be found enjoying her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand.
Can of worms, right? Every now and again you get that old chestnut about how writing about the experiences of a group you don’t belong to, one that’s ethnically or sexually or physically/mentally different than the one you’re in, is intrinsically wrong and hurtful. That we don’t have the right to use racial issues, or disability, or gender issues in our stories if we haven’t experienced them ourselves. While I call bullshit on that—if I could only write my own experience, how many would be buying books about an aging, white, middle-class ex-civil servant who doesn’t really do anything interesting?—I’m still wary about getting something catastrophically wrong or being accused of appropriation. I want to write about any and every human condition, but I don’t want to be actively hurtful. Who would?
I’m lucky that in the Taking Shield universe at least, I’m not writing a contemporary setting. They’re by far the most difficult to get right (if, that is, the culture being written about isn’t that of the aging, idle ex-civil servant I mentioned earlier). But in space? Not only can no one hear you scream, but you can create the entire world and its culture. It’s rather harder to be accused of appropriation then. Not impossible, but harder.
In the Shield universe, I’ve created what you might describe as an ‘accepting’ culture. It’s 10,000 years in our future and I hope we’ll evolve one day into a more just and equal society.
Different races still exist in the Shield world—Flynn, for one, is biracial—but society as whole doesn’t make a big deal out of it. Consequently, neither do my characters. There’s no real necessity for them to signal it, and since I keep descriptions to a minimum, the point isn’t belaboured. A casual mention here, a name dropped here—such as Zhang Wei, the commander of another dreadnought, the Steeleye—are enough, I hope, to show that the society Bennet and Flynn live within is ethnically diverse and the people of different races don’t consider it a big deal.
Similarly there are women in positions of power all over the place. Of the three military services—Fleet, Infantry and Shield—two are headed by women. A women is president. Another very capable warrior is second-in-command of the Gyrfalcon. Other women command dreadnoughts. Women are warriors and pilots, and no one blinks.
Bennet and Flynn are both bisexual. Bennet, who’s been in a committed relationship with another man for more than seven years when the first book opens, does indeed face opposition from his religious father, but that’s more about personal relationships than a societal norm. And it, too, gets resolved. Caeden learns that accepting his son for who and what Bennet is, is far better then allowing his prejudices to drive a wedge between them.
And finally disability. There’s a physical, as well as social, impact that has to be considered. I have one military character in Heart Scarab lose a hand, and he reappears in Day of Wrath with a bionic prosthetic, promoted and a member of the presidential guard. It hasn’t held him back. He doesn’t pretend it isn’t there, but it doesn’t define him.
I don’t deny that if I were writing a contemporary story with gay, or female, non-binary or disabled characters, they would inevitably come up against prejudice. Sadly, they’d face it every day of their lives. It would be unrealistic to pretend otherwise. But the great thing about creating your own future universe, is that you get to create the sort of society you wish we had now: one where it doesn’t matter about your sex or gender, the colour of your skin, whether you have one hand or two, or whether you’re gay or straight. All that matters is that you’re human.
Ah well. One day, perhaps, we’ll achieve that here as well. Until then, fantasy and scifi have to continue to fill the gap.
In less than a week, Bennet will finally return to the Shield Regiment, leaving behind the Gyrfalcon, his father, his friends… and Flynn. Promotion to Shield Major and being given command of a battle group despite the political fallout from Makepeace the year before is everything he thought he wanted. Everything he’s worked towards for the last three years. Except for leaving Flynn. He really doesn’t want to leave Flynn.
There’s time for one last flight together. A routine mission. Nothing too taxing, just savouring every moment with the best wingman, the best friend, he’s ever had. That’s the plan.
Bennet should know better than to trust to routine because what waits for them out there will change their lives forever.
Anna Butler was a communications specialist for many years, working in various UK government departments on everything from marketing employment schemes to organizing conferences for 10,000 civil servants to running an internal TV service. These days, though, she is writing full time. She recently moved out of the ethnic and cultural melting pot of East London to the rather slower environs of a quiet village tucked deep in the Nottinghamshire countryside, where she lives with her husband and the Deputy Editor, aka Molly the cockerpoo.
He agreed to her request for guidance, but could she handle what she'd asked him for?
The first time Sean Bates saw Alessa Alexander at a BDSM club without one of her friends attending with her, he didn't approach her or interfere, deeming it was none of his business. The second time, his protective, dominate instincts forced him to confront her, and then offer his professional counseling for her needs.
Alessa's desire to turn herself over to a man's full control kept her from believing she'd ever enjoy a long-term relationship like her friends recently committed to. When she gets up the nerve to ask Sean Bates to tutor her in her unorthodox fantasies, the first scene he devises leaves her aching for more of his strict control, but worried about keeping her feelings uninvolved.
Past heartbreaks kept Sean and Alessa leery of hoping for too much from their agreed upon temporary relationship. Between escalating problems with an ex at work and her insecurities, Alessa runs from Sean before she ends up hurt. But it doesnít take her long to realize how much she wants him and his strict discipline, enough to risk the height of humiliation to earn his forgiveness.
Seven men from troubled childhoods bond as teens at a summer camp for juvenile delinquents, a bond that carries through to adulthood and adds a penchant for BDSM. Each of these dominant, over-protective men meet their match in the Miami Masters series, filled with emotional trauma and heart-pounding suspense.
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our two dogs. I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now much prefer being homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense. My favorite genre to read is suspense.