What I’m reading today II – Goodreads update

Alex Ankarr is 7% done with A Shadow on the Sun: Although it’s well-written I’m having trouble suspending disbelief due to the characters’ very ‘fantasy world-building’ names. It’s always a problem with made-up names, and I’m still at the point of finding them slightly risible. The story’s good so I’ll be able to shake that reaction off soon.

Honestly I’d be as happy if fantasy authors just called everyone Bill and Ted. Well, not the girls, maybe.

 

A Perfect Bloom 22 – Alex Ankarr

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A Perfect Bloom 22 – Alex Ankarr

And Cory can hear very well for himself, how unpleasantly bitter and negative he sounds with his diatribe. It’s not as if he likes it himself. But he’s had a couple of disagreeable pseudo-romantic experiences, in his past history. Any rich guy has. It tends to embitter you. Even Adam, who makes six figures a year as a consulting company lawyer, was, he suspects, not entirely… unaffected, or impartial, when it came to Cory’s inherited fortune. He thinks it helped, as far as their getting together in the first place was concerned. And then, Cory’s lack of deep and abiding interest in money for its own sake, as opposed to building up and protecting the company his family created, was maybe the death knell to their subdued squib of a romance.

And it’s not as if this looks good, on the surface, this thing with Sam. Maybe Cory’s just protecting himself, not getting his hopes up.

He expects the protest and mockery, from Linnet, to be immediate and derisive. She may not take him quite seriously, but she is a good friend, and often-times his greatest champion, a tough and protective supporter. Now, though, she’s just watching him, chewing on her lower lip, rocking back and forth on the stiletto heel of her shoe.

Cory is a bit offended by her lack of protest, actually. After a moment he risks a look upward at her – she has about an inch on him, in her highest heels. And she grins, because she’s caught him doing it. “Is that what you really think?” she asks, and then just leaves it at that. Which is pretty concise, for Linnet.

Cory is apparently too-visibly pondering an answer, because it provokes Linnet into a peal of laughter. “Or do you just want to tout it as a possibility, and then be talked out of it?” she asks, mercifully making his internal indecision explicit.

Cory nods, because she lets it hang, and isn’t going to let him get away with no response.

Linnet looks up at him with her face coyly down-turned, from up under lashes that are groomed and delicately lashed. “Want to know what I think? No frills, for real?” she asks.

“I suppose so,” Cory says doubtfully. Maybe it’s best to get it all in one go, both barrels at the one time. Even if he might need emergency medical treatment for wounded feelings and hurty emotions, afterwards.

Linnet nods, approves. “I think you don’t really think that,” she says, leaning up against the green-tinged toughened glass. “And nor do I. But I’ve got reasons. When I see someone come sniffing around here, around you – mister boss-man – I don’t mess about. I do my research. Even if I don’t think I really need to. (Never liked Adam, you remember that?) And you’ve been watching Sam, when you’ve had the chance. But I’ve been watching him watching you, when you haven’t spotted him. He’s been very careful at it. But not enough to get past me.”

 

 

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Bachelor Auction Boss – Sweet Gay Romance!

Will doesn’t mind when his company HR officer, Elizabeth, ropes him into charity events. Well, to be quite accurate, he minds, but he knows better than to protest. But a bachelor auction? In a toga? With his PA Jon at the event? (The PA he kind of has a little crush on. A very little one. Shut up.) Oh well, it’s not as if Jon’s going to put in a bid for a date with Will. Is he? Is he?

 

A Perfect Bloom 21 – Alex Ankarr

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A Perfect Bloom 21 – Alex Ankarr

Linnet ambles over to him, arms folded, and she nods. “Right. Didn’t think so. He doesn’t strike me as the homicidal type,” she says.

“You’re assuming –” Cory begins, but Linnet interrupts him.

“Yeah, I’m assuming,” she says, her voice quite exasperated. “Seriously, who else is it going to be? And operating on that assumption – why don’t you look happier? If you’re not in fear of your life, then why aren’t you bounding up and down with glee, Cory-boy? I mean, you’ve been gazing at him worshipfully from afar for weeks, now…”

“Oh, give it a rest, missy,” Cory mutters, sulkily, toeing at the floor-level frame of the window. “I have not.”

And Linnet lets that one go, giving full credit to her – although Cory possibly wouldn’t pass a lie-detector test with it. She hasn’t let up altogether, though. “Well,” she says, and the way she won’t drop her gaze from him might as well be a prod right in his ribs, with how close up to him she’s standing. “However you like it. But I’d expect you to be happier than you are – now that we strongly suspect that the object of your alleged affections is setting about an epic, Regency-style courtship. Even I’m impressed with it. And I’m not easy to impress in the romantic arena, Cory. As we know. So why aren’t you impressed? Why aren’t you dancing with glee and all ready to get wooed and romanced, flushed and happy? Why do you look like a thundercloud just opened up over your head, boom, and you forgot your umbrella?”

Her tone is critical, now, and it isn’t helping. Cory puts his hand to his brow, where his headache is developing. He sighs. “Look, I…” he begins, and chews his mumbling lip over the false start. “Let’s say it is Sam. Well, that’s very nice. As far as it goes. I mean,” he says, voice suddenly, rapidly picking up sharpness and sarcasm, as he gets up a bit of velocity. “Isn’t it great? I’ve got a crush on an ex-con, who has probably noticed how pole-axed I was on our first meeting. And has done a back of the rolling papers packet calculation, and come up with a nice round figure for what it’d be worth, to get me in the bag. In the sack. Under the thumb and lovesick. However you want to put it.”

 

 

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NEW RELEASE! Wolf In A Wheelchair – paranormal romance

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‘Hill Williams is a wolf who’s recently had a life-altering accident, rendering him paraplegic. Court Berkeley is a vampire who’s several hundred years old, old enough to know better than to go chasing after a younger wolf who’s already let him know he isn’t wanted. Hill’s pack disapproves of Court, and that was enough to break them up once. But the moon is full, and they’re both a little crazy, and playing at Romeo and Juliet (again) sure is an attractive idea… Short, approximately 3000 words.’

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A Perfect Bloom 20 – Alex Ankarr

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It’s the one with the roses. One of the ones with rose references, at least – the fifty-fourth sonnet. (Of course it’s one with rose references. What other one would he choose?) It could be interpreted a lot of different ways. But it seems to Cory, that it’s praising his sterling qualities, quite apart from his physical charms. Which is, er, flattering in various ways. He supposes.

And he really has to be the most complete fool living, to be standing here at his desk, looking down at it quite still and with a burn over his cheeks. Feeling a little tingling wooziness that is unbecoming to anyone over seventeen, with an international company to run.

And that unwariness is also what renders him vulnerable to Linnet’s attack. She’s the one who brought him his mail, it’s true, then made herself scarce in the name of making travel bookings. But he should have gone through the day’s post now, be sitting down, be making calls and thinking through the order of business and…

She’s up behind him and peering over his shoulder, with one hand clamping his hand in place where it holds the paper, a vice to prevent him pulling it away. And the way that she whistles and laughs in his ear, sends a chill through every blood vessel in him. “My, my,” she coos in his ear. “He’s got it bad, this guy, right?”

And Cory is quite proud, that he manages to keep his voice steady and sarcastic, in return. “What are you talking about?” he asks snootily, even though they both know perfectly well. “I receive a mysterious anonymous message in the mail, and you immediately make assumptions. Instead of exhibiting a proper, appropriate concern, and instituting inquiries, and possibly calling the police.”

Linnet just snorts with laughter, at this sally. “The police? What am I going to tell them, that you’re getting threatening haiku in the post? What are they going to do except laugh at me?” She seems to pause and consider a moment, gets another good look at the poem. “Well. I suppose old Bill did rather harp on the graveyard motifs and gloomy endings. Are you worried?”

Cory snorts with laughter himself, if of a rather sardonic kind. And he yanks the paper out of her hand, while she’s unwary, and goes back to the tall windows, exactly where he’d stood on the Monday, with that damn rose in his hand. This time, there’s no Sam in sight. Not pruning the bushes, not mowing the lawn, not stealing flowers either. “Hardly,” he says, absently. And he continues staring, as if that might conjure Sam up out of the thin mist.

 

 

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The Wolf and His Whore – Gay Werewolf Hooker Romance!

The life of a rich alpha wolf like Gregory is surely a happy one, right? Not so much, perhaps, if he still hasn’t found his mate. In fact he’s lonely, lonely enough to hire a whore for the night. And to require that whore, James, to pretend to be his mate…