THIRDS Thursday – 7/20/17 Pick the Wedding Playlist

Hello, THIRDS Nerds! As I work on revisions for Tried & True (THIRDS, Book 10), I have a select number of songs picked for Dex and Sloane’s wedding that will be in book 10’s official playlist, but I also wanted to put together a wedding playlist. Then I thought it would even more fun if I let you guys pick the music! You get to be the wedding DJ’s!

Now the official playlist can only have so many songs (I’m thinking twenty at most), so the songs that aren’t chosen for the wedding album will go into the Tried & True Fan Playlist.

I’m sure it won’t surprise you that Dex and Sloane’s first dance as husband and husband will be to Journey’s “Faithfully”. I also have some fun surprises in store for the reception. I mean, it is Dex’s wedding after all. So what songs do you think should make it to the official wedding album? Place your song choices in the comments below!

I’ll be taking songs until midnight (Eastern US time), August 30th to give folks plenty of time to enter. The chosen songs will be posted on Thursday, August 31st.

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#TeaserTuesday – 7/18/17 Finding Mr. Wrong

This week’s #TeaserTuesday is from Finding Mr. Wrong, my upcoming Dreamspun Desires book which is now available for preorder from Dreamspinner Press! Happy Reading!

“Don’t you see? It makes so much sense now.”

“What?”

“Why you’re so scared of relationships.”

Matthew scoffed. “I’m not scared of relationships.” He’d been in plenty of relationships. Granted, they didn’t last very long, but that wasn’t his fault.

“Really? What happened to Mr. Wall Street?”

“You mean besides the fact that he was a jackass? He was clingy.”

“Clingy? He texted you to say he had a great time and wanted to see you again.”

“I know, but I could tell it wasn’t going to work.”

“You went on one date!”

“It was a long date. I got to know him well enough.”

“Oh, Matthew. Jax was the first boy you fell for. He abandoned you, shattered your sweet little heart, and now you’re afraid of it happening again, so you won’t let anyone get close to you. The second you find yourself facing more than a casual hookup, you’re out of there. I’ve read about this.”

Matthew rolled his eyes. “Here we go. How many times do I have to tell you? Romance novels don’t count as reliable reference material.”

“Hey, a lot of research goes into those books.”

“Yes, I’m sure scouring the internet for the right six-pack is arduous work.”

Adam looked unimpressed. “Maybe if you actually read one of the many books I’ve recommended, you’d see how there’s more to them than six-packs. Might even teach you a thing or two about romance.”

“For crying out loud. Fine. I’ll read one of your damn books. Can we please get back to what we were discussing?”

“Right. Jax breaking your heart. That would explain the countless men.”

“Countless? Really?”

“Okay, maybe not countless. We are talking about you.”

“Thanks.”

“What happened to Jax?”

Matthew sighed. “I tried looking for him once, but when I couldn’t find him, I gave up. It wasn’t like he’d bothered looking for me, so I clearly hadn’t meant that much to him. He probably forgot all about me.”

“You’re adorable.”

“Shut it.” If Matthew had really meant something to Jax, Jax would have gotten in touch. It wasn’t like Matthew was hard to find. Hart & Home’s website had his bio and credentials, as well as contact information. All Jax had to do was google Matthew, and done, but Jax hadn’t bothered once in the twenty years that had gone by. That was all Matthew needed to know about Jax’s feelings on the matter. For all Matthew knew, the guy could be married, have a bunch of kids, be happily in love and enjoying his life.

“Okay, so let’s get back to finding you a husband. Let’s make a list.” Adam took the pad and pen from Matthew’s desk and . “Tell me about your Mr. Right.”

Were they really doing this? Whatever. If it meant Matthew finding a husband, he’d go along with it. “Well, someone who’s kind.”

“Hot,” Adam added.

Matthew rolled his eyes. “Compassionate.”

“Great in bed.”

“Has a sense of humor.”

“Big and strong.”

Matthew narrowed his gaze at Adam. “Are we looking for my Mr. Right or yours?”

Adam’s bright green eyes filled with mischief. “Seeing as how I’m already searching….”

“You’re terrible. Okay, someone who likes animals, especially dogs.”

“Basically you’re looking for a nice guy who’s hot, compassionate, great in bed, is big and strong, has a good education, a good job, a sense of humor, and likes dogs.” Adam smiled at him. “Piece of cake.” He continued to jot things down.

“What are you writing?”

“Just adding a few bonus traits.”

Matthew released another groan.

“Don’t you worry about a thing. I’ve got this.”

“I’m a little scared right now.”

Adam waggled his eyebrows.

“That doesn’t reassure me. If anything, I’m even more scared.”

“You know, you could just ask your mom. She’d have them lined up out the door.”

The thought terrified Matthew, and Adam laughed—no doubt at his horrified expression.

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The Foxling Soldati now available for preorder from Dreamspinner Press!

Hello, all! Just one short month away from the release of the second Soldati Hearts book The Foxling Soldati which is the sweet tale of Toka and Rayner. It’s got humor, action, danger, and of course plenty of romance. Just click the Excerpt button below to read the first full chapter!

Foxling Toka has served the Soldati king for centuries, and now he attends to the kingdom’s cherished Soldati prince. It’s a position of honor, and as Toka helps the once-human prince adapt to their magical realm, he finds joy in their friendship. He also grows bolder in his encounters with Rayner, Soldati warrior and the king’s second. But the laws are clear: servants and Soldati are not permitted to mate. It doesn’t matter that Toka lost his heart to the dashing cad long ago.

Rayner never imagined he would fall in love with a servant, but the clever and beautiful foxling has ensnared him, and he resents the regulations keeping them apart. When an arrogant and spiteful king visits from a neighboring realm, Rayner is in danger of losing everything. But Soldati warriors don’t surrender, and he intends to fight all the harder to keep Toka where he belongs—in Rayner’s arms.

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Series: Soldati Hearts, Book 2
Genre: Fantasy, Paranormal Gay Romance
Length: Novella
Published: Aug 16th, 2017
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist:: L.C. Chase
ISBN: Coming Soon

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The Soldati Prince (Soldati Hearts, Book 1)
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Finding Mr. Wrong now available for preorder from Dreamspinner Press!

Hello, all! My upcoming Dreamspun Desires title Finding Mr. Wrong is now available for preorder from Dreamspinner Press! I hope you enjoy Jax and Matthew’s story. It’s full of fun trope-y goodness, a wealthy heir, second chance, bad boy artist, and danger! Oh, and lemon cake. Don’t forget the lemon cake, or Matthew might just shank you with a spork.

He’s nobody’s definition of Mr. Right—but that might make him perfect.

Matthew Hart is heir to the family fortune and owner of Hart & Home. When a near-death experience has Matthew fretting over the future, he decides he needs a husband, and not just any husband—an appropriate man to protect the Hart legacy. The last thing Matthew expects is to cross paths with Jax Foster, his first love and the boy who crushed his heart when he disappeared.

Jax is unlikely to make Matthew’s list of suitable candidates. Bad boy, vagabond, deep in debt, with a father who can’t keep out of trouble, Jax has nothing to offer—except his heart and a second chance at the romance they never got to explore.

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Series: Dreamspun Desires #41
Genre: Contemporary, Gay Romance
Length: Novel, 218 pgs, 55, 205 words
Published: Sept 1st, 2017
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Bree Archer
Ebook ISBN-13: 978-1-63533-872-0
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THIRDS Thursday – 7/13/17

***Contains Spoilers for Darkest Hour Before Dawn***

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Prompt: Can we have a training session with the Hobbs brothers where Rafe and Ethan find out about Seb and TIN?


Final Part (Links to previous parts at end of post) 

“I’m sorry. You’re right. I should have come to you. You’re my big brother, and nothing’s going to change that. Ever.” Seb sat with his hands between his knees, wondering where the hell the years had gone? Seemed like only yesterday that Ethan was just a kid, Seb tucking him into bed before finishing his homework while Rafe cooked them dinner so their mom could focus on their dad, and making him comfortable. Back in the day, medication for their dad’s condition had been iffy at best. Not that it was stellar now, but at least now his father had some good days where the pain wasn’t as bad.

Rafe was quiet for several seconds before finally speaking up. “I know there’s going to come a time where I’ll be more of a hindrance than a help, but while I can help, I want to.”

“Hey, look at me,” Seb demanded gently.

Rafe did, and Seb cupped the back of his brother’s neck. “You are never going to be a hindrance on me, Ethan, or anyone in our family, you understand? Do you think dad is a hindrance on mom?”

Rafe shook his head, his bottom lip wobbling as a tear rolled down his cheek. “Fuck, Seb. Look how much she’s suffered with him. I know she loves him, but God, how do you think it makes him feel? She’s spent nearly their entire marriage taking care of him. Having to stab needles into him, crying herself to sleep because he’s in so much pain, and there’s nothing she can do about it. I don’t want to do that to anyone.”

“You’re not doing anything to anyone. We’re your family, and we love you. Mom doesn’t do what she does because she has to. She does it because dad’s still the same guy she fell in love with years ago. They adore each other, and when mom said, “in sickness and in health” she took that to heart. Would you ever give up on dad?”

Rafe gave him a dirty look, and Seb held his hands up in front of him. “You see? So why would we give up on you?” Seb put his arm around his brother and hugged him close. “You’re absolutely right about me and Ethan coming to you, and I promise you we’ll try harder. You know how hardheaded the three of us are. Sometimes it takes a bit for things to get through out thick skulls.” He lightly knocked his fist against Rafe’s head, making him laugh.

“Yeah, I think I started that trend.”

They both laughed quietly. Seb worried his bottom lip between his teeth before doing what he said he’d do, and confiding in Rafe. “You know, there’s another reason why I’ve made peace with joining TIN.”

“What’s that?”

“If there’s a cure out there, or something that can help you, and dad, I’m going to find it, Rafe. I swear I won’t stop until I do.”

Rafe turned to meet his gaze. “You’re going to look for a cure?”

“With TIN’s resources, and the training Hudson and I are going to get, we’ll have access to information and specialists we didn’t even know existed. Sparks says TIN can fix my knee.”

Rafe stared at him. “They can do that?”

Seb nodded. “It pissed me off at first, that they wouldn’t help before I joined, but after Sparks explained it, I got it. Sort of. Hudson had to explain some of the medical jargon.”

“Wait, they have a procedure that will fix your knee, and they wouldn’t do it unless you joined them?” Rafe shook his head with a glower. “What the hell?”

“The technology isn’t legal yet.”

Rafe opened his mouth to reply then closed it. He cursed under his breath, and ran a hand through his hair. “Shit, Seb. Is it even safe?”

Seb winced. “It’s kind of experimental, but so far it has a high success rate. They’ve performed the procedure on several of their operatives, and it’s worked. They’ve been doing it for years. Do you think Sparks would have hired me as an operative if she wasn’t sure it was going to work? If I don’t take this chance, my knee’s just going to get worse. My point is, there’s gotta be something out there. Even Dex has sworn to Ethan he’s going to find something.”

Rafe cursed under his breath. “Daley’s in on this?”

Seb nodded. “Talk about stubborn. There’s no way we’re winning him on that. If Dex promised Ethan, he’s going to come through with something. There’s no way in hell he’s going to let Ethan down.”

Rafe let out a sigh, and for the first time in a long time, he looked… hopeful. When he spoke, his voice was shaky. “I’m kinda terrified to get my hopes up.”

“Whatever happens, we’re going to get through this together.” Seb brought Rafe in for a hug, both of them laughing when another pair of arms joined in.

“You two are such dorks,” Rafe said, pulling back to ruffle Ethan’s hair.

“Jerk,” Ethan muttered quietly, his grin wide.

Well, we must have gotten it from somewhere,” Seb teased.

Rafe gasped. “Are you calling mom a dork? I’m so telling.” He made to stand, and Seb saw him wince before he sat back down with a pained expression. Seb nudged Ethan, and Ethan disappeared inside.

“Remember when we used to sit out on the stoop at mom’s while Ethan and Calvin played hide and seek?”

Rafe let out a bark of laughter. “Ethan was not good at hiding.”

“Kinda hard to hide when you’re thirteen and almost six feet tall.”

“Remember when Cal hid in the tree, and then he got stuck?”

“I remember you two jerks just standing there laughing at me,” Calvin grumbled, taking a seat next to Ethan after Ethan plopped down beside Rafe. Everyone came out from inside and sat around Rafe, Nina sitting between Rafe’s knees and leaning back into him. She stretched up, and he kissed her. The smile that followed lit up his face. Man, his brother was a goner.

“Because birds weighed more than you did,” Rafe said, answering Calvin.

Ethan made a jumping motion with his hand, and they laughed.

“Oh, shit,” Rafe snickered. “I forgot about the squirrel.”

“Squirrel?” Hudson sat between Seb’s legs, and leaned back to look up at him, his pupils blown. “What squirrel?”

If there was anyone who loved chasing squirrels more than Ethan, it was Hudson, but then most wolf Therians seemed to go crazy over squirrels. Seb didn’t understand it himself, but Hudson was adorable when he chased something. He looked like a big gray bunny hopping around, tail wagging.

“A squirrel landed on Calvin’s head while he was stuck in the tree,” Seb explained. “Calvin screamed, let go of the branch, and luckily, we were right below him, and caught him.”

Ethan nodded. He patted Calvin’s head.

“Screw all of you. That squirrel was vicious.”

Rafe nodded. “As squirrels went, that one was particularly vicious, and fluffy tailed.”

They all teased Calvin, and while Rafe was busy teasing Ethan about his hiding skills, or lack thereof, Nina looked over at Seb, and put her hand to her heart, mouthing the words “thank you”.

Seb winked at her. They might be a mismatched family of misfits, and he included Destructive Delta in that, but Seb would do anything for them. Together, they’d get through whatever storm came their way.


Missed the beginning? Start with Part One here. Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS Published by Dreamspinner Press.

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THIRDS Thursday – 7/6/17

***Contains Spoilers for Darkest Hour Before Dawn***

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Prompt: Can we have a training session with the Hobbs brothers where Rafe and Ethan find out about Seb and TIN?


Part Three (Read Part Two here.)

“You broke him,” Calvin whispered at Seb.

Seb put his hand on Calvin’s face, and slowly pushed him away, making him laugh. Little pain the ass. Not that Calvin was wrong. He may very well have broken Rafe. Not long after his brothers and their partners arrived at his house, they’d hit the booze before they ordered dinner. Seb had been hoping Rafe would get nice and toasted, and therefore take everything Seb had just told him in stride. No such luck.

Seb had decided not to hold anything back. If he was going to bring Rafe in on this, he was going to tell him everything, from his beating the shit out of Trent, to the truth about who Wolf really was—he’d discussed with Hudson prior to Seb’s confession. It was now… five minutes, and his brother hadn’t so much as blinked. His eyes were narrowed, his elbows on the counter, and his fingers steepled in front of his lips. He could possibly be processing everything, or brainstorming the various ways in which to end Seb.

“Rafe?” Seb asked, from the other side of the counter. “You, um, gonna say anything?” Seb glanced over at Nina and subtly motioned to Rafe. She looked at him like he must be on something. Okay, clearly no one was going to jump into the fire with him.

Rafe turned in his seat, got up, and walked around the counter, jaw clenched. He stood toe to toe with Seb, and then did something unexpected. Not totally unexpected, but considering this was Rafe, unexpected.

He smacked Seb in the head.

“Ouch! What the hell, bro?” Seb rubbed the sore spot on the side of his head.

“You fuck. All this shit you went through, and you didn’t once, not once come to me for help?”

Seb opened his mouth to reply then closed it. “Wait, what?”

“I’m your big brother! You’re supposed to come to me for help.” Rafe folded his arms over his chest, his hurt expression squeezing at Seb’s heart. “I thought we’d moved passed this shit. That you two were going to trust me more.”

“We do trust you,” Seb said sincerely, grateful when Ethan joined them.

Rafe dropped his arms at his sides, his voice quiet. “Then why didn’t you call me? Either of you.”

Seb let out a heavy sigh. “Because you got your own shit to deal with, and I didn’t want to add to that.”

Ethan nodded in agreement.

“So you two just decided for me, is that it? You think I can’t handle shit anymore?”

“That’s not it at all, and you know it.”

“Do I?” Rafe shook his head at them. “The way I see it, you two are still in your little boy’s club, and I’m not a part of it.”

Seb tried to speak up, but Rafe just put a hand up to stop him. “I need some air.” He headed for the door, stopping long enough to assure Nina he was fine, and just needed a minute to be alone. Nina walked into the kitchen, her hands on her hips.

“So? How are you going to fix this?”

“I don’t know.” Seb ran a hand through his hair, grateful for Hudson’s quiet support as he wrapped his arms around Seb’s waist.”

Hudson looked up at him, his bright blue eyes filled with compassion. “He rather has a point, darling.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re still treating him different. Only now it’s because of his condition.”

That wasn’t true, was it? “I just don’t want to burden him with my shit when he’s got bigger problems to worry about.”

“Like becoming a burden on you both, and your family?” Nina asked softly.

Seb frowned at her. “What are you talking about?”

“Come on, Seb. Read between the lines. You’re trying not to worry him, and all he sees is that he’s not the strongest anymore. That you both think he’s not the strongest. There’s going to come a time when he’ll need to rely on the strength of his little brothers. How do you think that makes him feel? This is Rafe we’re talking about. You might have been the nurturer, Seb,” Nina placed her hand on his arm, her eyes glassy, “but he’s always been the provider, and the protector. The rock everyone leaned on. And now he feels that slipping away.”

Ethan put his hand on Seb’s shoulder, and Seb hated to see the sadness in his little brother’s eyes. How the hell was he supposed to fix this? Could he even fix it? How could he make Rafe understand that Seb still looked up to him? That he still thought he was the strongest of them all?

“I’m going to go talk to him,” Seb said before kissing the top of Hudson’s head. Ethan motioned toward the door, and Seb shook his head. “I just need a few minutes with him.”

Ethan nodded, and Calvin came over to take his hand. The warm smiled was instant, and Seb couldn’t help his own smiled. He couldn’t think of anyone better for Ethan than Calvin.

Seb went outside to join Rafe on the stoop. It was a quiet night. Well, city quiet. Seb sat next to Rafe, both of them looking out at nothing in particular. These kinds of heart to heart talks were new to Seb. At least where Rafe was concerned. Seb and Ethan talked all the time. They chatted about anything and everything. Seb never really had any sit-down chats with Rafe. Mostly because growing up, Rafe had always been busy taking care of their family, going to school, working his ass off. Seb swallowed hard at the memory. His brother never got the chance to be a regular teenager. Not that Seb hadn’t been in a similar situation to his brother, but after everything Rafe had done for his family, he was facing the same future as their dad, and that broke Seb’s heart.

Somehow, he had to fix this. Make things right between them. Their bond had grown since that day in the hospital, but it still wasn’t solid, and that was on Seb. Ethan followed Seb’s lead, at times even without realizing it. Seb needed to make his brother understand that they were in this together, and if there was something out there that could help Rafe and their dad, Seb was going to find it.


Part Four next week. Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS Published by Dreamspinner Press.

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#TeaserTuesday – Courage and the King (North Pole City Tales, Book 6)

Hello, all! It’s been a while since my last #TeaserTuesday. My deadlines have been a wee bit crazy, but I’m hoping to get back on track. Here we have a snippet from Courage and the King, the final book in the North Pole City Tales series which features Dasher, and the imposing King of Frost-Eirik Frost. This is due for release in December of this year. Enjoy!

Rudy joined his Rein Dear brethren, and there were hugs all around. He laughed as he faced Dasher. “That was quite some flying. What in Kringle creation were you doing?”

I wasn’t doing anything! It was your blasted beau.”

Jack joined Rudy at his side, his frown deep. “Me? What on earth are you blabbering on about?”

“You were toying with my biplane,” Dasher accused, poking Jack in the chest.

Oh, but this was far more entertaining than Eirik expected. No one ruffled Jack’s feathers like Dasher. Eirik remained just outside the grand archway as Dasher followed Jack up the main stone stairway, heading in his direction, so absorbed by his grievance with Jack that he hadn’t noticed Eirik. Dasher always noticed Eirik.

“I did no such thing,” Jack insisted.

“As if I’d believe you.”

“When have I ever held my tongue where you’re concerned?”

“Point taken, but if it wasn’t you, who was it?” Dasher reached the top step just as he said the words. He wasn’t paying attention to where he was going, and came to a halt mere inches away from Eirik. Heads in the clouds these Christmas elves. It was a wonder they didn’t float away. Dasher’s mouth hung open and Eirik tapped his fingers under the elf’s chin to aid him in closing it.

“You look like a fish,” Eirik muttered, ignoring the way Dasher’s full lips spread into a wide smile that reached his ocean blue eyes. Not that Eirik paid attention to that sort of thing. They were simply hard to miss against such fair skin. As was the pink that came into his cheeks. Dasher seemed happy to see Eirik. What a strange little elf.

After that nasty ordeal with Cupid’s brother Gunne, where Cupid had come to Eirik for help in reuniting Jack and Rudy, Eirik had warned Dasher to stay away. Dasher’s words to him that day burrowed deep beneath Eirik’s skin, forcing him to feel emotions he’d long buried. They haunted him.

“Your heart still beats, your majesty. You’re simply afraid to let it beat for someone else.”

The audacity of the elf! To presume he knew Eirik, or his fears. That for a moment he understood what Eirik felt his in his heart.

“Hi,” Dasher said softly.

Eirik arched an eyebrow. Dasher seemed to have lost all thought function until someone cleared their throat. Snapping himself out of whatever trance he appeared to have been in, Dasher quickly bowed.

“Your Majesty.”

“I see you still have quite the ways to go on those manners.” Eirik turned to head back inside. Much to his irritation, Dasher scurried up beside him.

“Maybe you can teach me?”

“Perhaps instead we could test your cold threshold.”

Dasher chuckled. “Admit it, you missed me.”

Eirik let out a snort of disgust. The elf was delusional. He came to a halt, his frown deep as he looked down his nose at Dasher. “Why are you following me?”

“Why are you allowing it?” Dasher’s smile was wicked.

The Christmas elf posed a good question. Why was he allowing it? “My purpose here is to support my son, and help him celebrate his marriage. I will not permit anyone to cause him, or his groom-to-be any grief. Consider yourself very fortunate.”

Dasher bowed gracefully. “You are most magnanimous, Your Majesty.”

Oh, for Kringle’s sake! The elf was absolutely hopeless.

“Dasher!” Cupid called out from several feet away. “Our rooms are this way!”

“Coming!” Dasher turned back to Eirik, his smile still in place. He bowed before Eirik once more. “Until we meet again, Your Majesty.” When he straightened, he placed his hand over his heart. “I will keep you in my thoughts.”

Eirik rolled his eyes, and Dasher darted off.

The toy soldiers accompanied the Rein Dear, helping them with their vast number of trunks and belongings while several palace staff escorted them to the royal wing where the bedchambers assigned to the Rein Dears were located. Their laughter and chatter reverberated through the halls.

Malachi stood beside Eirik, his gaze on Dasher. “Persistent, isn’t he?”

Was that amusement he saw in his brother’s eyes?

“Exasperating is what he is,” Eirik grumbled, as he observed the spectacle before him. “Good Goddess, it’s as if they’re moving in. How can creatures so small have so much luggage?”

Malachi chuckled. “Says the winter spirit with his own caravan.”


Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. North Pole City Tales published by Dreamspinner Press.

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Amazon Kindle July $1.99 Book Deal!

Hello, all! For those of you who may just have started the THIRDS series, Amazon has included Blood & Thunder (THIRDS, Book 2), Rack & Ruin (THIRDS, Book 3), and Rise & Fall(thirds, Book 4) in their July $1.99 Summer Kindle Book Deal!

Series: THIRDS, Book 2
Genre: Paranormal Gay Romance, Shifters
Length: Novel
Published: Aug 4th, 2014
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist:Coming Soon
Ebook ISBN-13: 9781632161789
Paperback ISBN-13: 9781632161772

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Synopsis

When a series of bombs go off in a Therian youth center, injuring members of THIRDS Team Destructive Delta, and causing a rift between agents Dexter J. Daley and Sloane Brodie, peace seems unattainable. Especially when a new and frightening group, the Order of Adrasteia, appears to always be a step ahead. With panic and intolerance spreading and streets becoming littered with the Order’s propaganda, hostility between Humans and Therians grows daily. Dex and Sloane, along with the rest of the team, are determined to take down the Order and restore peace, not to mention settle a personal score. But the deeper the team investigates the bombings, the more they believe there’s a more sinister motive than a desire to shed blood and spread chaos.

Discovering the frightful truth behind the Order’s intent forces Sloane to confront secrets from a past he thought he’d left behind for good, a past that could not only destroy him and his career, but also the reputation of the organization that made him all he is today. Now more than ever, Dex and Sloane need each other, and, along with trust, the strength of their bond will mean the difference between justice and all-out war.


Series: THIRDS, Book 3
Genre: Paranormal Gay Romance, Shifters
Length: Novel
Published: Nov 7th, 2014
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Coming Soon
Ebook ISBN-13: 9781632164209
Paperback ISBN-13: 9781632164193

Buy on Amazon: http://amzn.to/2jCYWRp

Synopsis

New York City’s streets are more dangerous than ever with the leaderless Order of Adrasteia and the Ikelos Coalition, a newly immerged Therian group, at war. Innocent civilians are caught in the crossfire and although the THIRDS round up more and more members of the Order in the hopes of keeping the volatile group from reorganizing, the members of the Coalition continue to escape and wreak havoc in the name of vigilante justice.

Worse yet, someone inside the THIRDS has been feeding the Coalition information. It’s up to Destructive Delta to draw out the mole and put an end to the war before anyone else gets hurt. But to get the job done, the team will have to work through the aftereffects of the Therian Youth Center bombing. A skirmish with Coalition members leads Agent Dexter J. Daley to a shocking discovery and suddenly it becomes clear that the random violence isn’t so random. There’s more going on than Dex and Sloane originally believed, and their fiery partnership is put to the test. As the case takes an explosive turn, Dex and Sloane are in danger of losing more than their relationship.

Series: THIRDS, Book 4
Genre: Paranormal Gay Romance, Shifters
Length: Novel, 236 Pages
Published: Feb 2nd, 2015
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: L.C. Chase
Ebook ISBN-13: 9781632167699
Paperback ISBN-13: 9781632167682

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Synopsis

After an attack by the Coalition leaves THIRDS Team Leader Sloane Brodie critically injured, agent Dexter J. Daley swears to make Beck Hogan pay for what he’s done. But Dex’s plans for retribution are short-lived. With Ash still on leave with his own injuries, Sloane in the hospital, and Destructive Delta in the Coalition’s crosshairs, Lieutenant Sparks isn’t taking any chances. Dex’s team is pulled from the case, with the investigation handed to Team Leader Sebastian Hobbs. Dex refuses to stand by while another team goes after Hogan, and decides to put his old HPF detective skills to work to find Hogan before Theta Destructive, no matter the cost.

With a lengthy and painful recovery ahead of him, the last thing Sloane needs is his partner out scouring the city, especially when the lies—however well intentioned—begin to spiral out of control. Sloane is all too familiar with the desire to retaliate, but some things are more important, like the man who’s pledged to stand beside him. As Dex starts down a dark path, it’s up to Sloane to show him what’s at stake, and finally put a name to what’s in his heart.

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