Blog Tour: Godspeed, Lovers by TQ Sims

Author Name: TQ Sims

Release Date: Friday, October 20 2023

Tour Type: 7-Day Blog Tour

Tour Start Date: Thursday, April 18 2024

Publishing Company: Archway Publishing

Cover Artist: Joel Luna and Fritz Westenberger

Primary Plot Arc: Speculative Fiction

Pairings: m/m

Main Genre(s): Sci Fi Fantasy (with heavy romance subplot)

Story Type: Novel (>50k)

Word Count: 167K +

LGBTQ+ Identities (if applicable): Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Pansexual, Intersex, Two Spirit, Transgender, Ace, Non-binary

Keywords/Categories: super-powers, psychics, space battles, sentient storms, fated love, love at first sight, sexual healing, Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Pansexual, Intersex, Two Spirit, Transgender, Ace, Non-binary, fated love, love at first sight, sexual healing, science fiction, sci-fi, sci-fantasy, fantasy, romance, new release, announcement, giveaway

Tropes: fated love, love at first sight, sexual healing

Is This Part of a Series?: Yes

Position (Number) in Series: First

Series Title: The Lovers Universe

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Book Blurb:

Lovable loner Casey Isaac thinks love isn’t for him. Not since extraordinary events left him with supernormal powers and a great deal of trauma. But when Oscar Kenzari looks at him, he can’t help but change his mind.

As Divinators, Casey and Oscar have used their psychic powers to defend humanity from sentient, extradimensional storms for one hundred years.

But a storm more powerful than any before is brewing. MaalenKun, prince of the maelstrom, conqueror of countless realities, plans to turn the tables by infecting Casey’s mind.

MaalenKun is not the only threat.

Casey and Oscar must determine who they can trust: the eccentric trillionaire keeping them in the dark, the independent contractors with secrets of their own, or a seemingly helpful extradimensional being shrouded in mystery.

As Casey works to defeat threats around and within himself, he must open to love for his chosen family, for Oscar, and for himself to unlock a transformative power capable of banishing MaalenKun. And Oscar must make a difficult choice that could cost him the future he dreams of.

Can Casey and Oscar’s love break the storm?

“It’s fantastic to have such an emotional, thoughtful, and at times really sexy story to enjoy and identify with. I love books that take characters who are usually shoved to the margins and make their stories, their struggles, fears, hopes, tragedies, and triumphs the focus–which is exactly what this book does.” –Doug Spearman, Actor/Activist/Writer/Producer/Director, From Zero to I Love You

“From the title page onwards, I was unable to put this book down. With excellent worldbuilding and rich, dimensional characters, T.Q. Sims’ Godspeed, Lovers skillfully weaves a world that is equal parts fantastical sci-fi, spirituality, and queer joy. I can’t wait to see where Casey and Oscar go next.” –Colette Bennett, Author, Enter the Meta

Non-Exclusive Excerpt:

I realize that without assistance nearby from Casey, I would not be able to maintain the psybridge alone. I send him waves of gratitude and he nods at me. No one has to do this all on their own. It occurs to me, then to both of us. His special divination, his unique attainment, is empathic. He gleans from other divs that he syncs and replicates their capabilities. This is a new skill he is tapping into. He smiles with a hint of surprise and amazement before a hint of fear shows in his eyes. We both know the ability he is beginning to unlock through Four is incredibly rare and powerful. I nod at him, signaling my confidence in his abilities. 

“Ready, Div Kenzari, Div Isaac,” Murtagh speaks and transfers her message to ensure we are tuned into each other in body and mind. “Prepare for mass heartstar turning.”

Murtagh stands in the pontiff suite at the metaglass bow of the yacht. She lifts her hands to the heartstar shining brightly in her chest. Casey does the same. Through the psybridge Murtagh’s voice is mighty as she addresses hundreds of divs ready to level up. Everyone, steady.

Murtagh and Casey turn hundreds of heartstars, locating within each the light-thread connecting each Div to MaalenKun’s energy. The sound of a bass drum echoes throughout our connections, and a low steady AUM builds as glowing mandalas expand and turn around Casey’s mudras. Hundreds of light-threads pour through the psybridge, glistening through space, and funnel through the mandalas. The array reaches into the crystal chamber and pins MaalenKun down just as Vasif breaks through, tearing away an entire end of the crystal before flowing inside and descending onto the immobilized Haddyc. 

Now! I shout through the psybridge.

All the divs, all the Sages create space with and through their light-threads. Casey channels it into the trapped storm being enveloped by Vasif’s radiance. Vasif expands like rolling fog descending onto the darkened storm cloud. The force pushes against the Haddyc’s body within Vasif. As planned, the force steers the crystal closer to the rift. 

Vasif roars like breaking timber as MaalenKun screams the sounds of bending metal. With fast moving vines, Vasif pulls MaalenKun into its body. A flash of purple-black lightning is quickly disarmed within Vasif’s expanding luminous body. The dingy cloud that is MaalenKun explodes into sprays of grey light and ash which slam against the interior of the crystal chamber and knock us onto our knees. The violent bursts of grey give way to explosions of white light before the explosions become invisible light, seen only psychically. As Vasif’s luminous body rips apart the Haddyc’s storm, sounds of metal bending and breaking reverberate through the crystal’s cracked surface. 

The cracks grow and spread as the crystal chamber moves toward the rift.

Yahima looks back toward Mira and Liam. “Signal Vasif!” 

“Hurry!” Mira urges. “Vasif is struggling!” 

Yahima slides the ornate cover away from the coffer and hands it back to me.

The misty leaves which merged with the golden festoon within the ring shine brightly as they peel away. The leaves stretch long and thin. They become a film of glowing colors which psychically reaches towards Vasif. The EDB has shifted its shape as well. It has become a luminous whirling pale mist stretching toward the rift. A flash emerges from within the ring and a high-pitched peal pours from it. The rift crackles before a low hum reverberates from it. It is unlocked. The Helixx Corp drones zoom forward into the rift. Their flashing lights drift into the half-lit interior and disappear. Hundreds of divs work to immobilize and dull MaalenKun, and Vasif consumes the Haddyc. Vasif stretches itself into the dull half-light of the rift and expels the shredded body of MaalenKun and all of the Haddyc energy it had consumed and contained back

Through the psybridge, the sounds of hundreds of divs reaching new Levels builds. An ebullient music of their emotion swells and cascades around us. Joy bubbles forth from within and rolls like a wave through us, uplifting us all. 

The unstable crystal shatters! 

Vasif begins to drift. Luminous thin mists stretch from its body, and it clings to the open space around it. 

From within the rift, a bolt of purple-black lightning rushes out, sizzling the space around it. As it moves past us, several of our gear functions are affected. I try to call Ops through the comm but hear only my voice reverberating in the helmet. My HUD flickers and faintly indicates that all of our thrusters are offline, but I swear I hear their quiet whistle through a looped sensation.

Casey drifts into the rift first. Yahima slings the coffer containing the ring back, away from the rift, as they sail into the half-light. Through our psybridge, I hear Liam and Mira and Carmel screaming as the two prescient divinators who could not see this coming disappear into the rift. Mira and Liam drop away from my psybridge. Carmel panics.

The music of the levels becomes discordant. Joy is torn away. The nimbuses grind against each other as they fall out of sync. There are so many. Even the Sages cannot hold them in place.

Vasif catches the coffer and begins to shapeshift into its more human-like body. I drop the ornate coffer cover, and it floats away. Misty vines wrap around the cover and the clear box containing the ring.

Behind me, a bright, fiery light grows as the purple-black lightning breaks the shields and pierces the wings. The psybridge is filled with wailing moments before the low boom of exploding deep space V’s reaches me. It all fades into muffled distortions as I drift helplessly amidst broken crystal and empty space.

My thrusters come back online, and I right myself.

Realizing my intentions, Thiia cries out.

Without pause, I fly into the rift.

Universal Buy Link:

UBL: https://linktr.ee/t.q.sims

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/200282998-godspeed-lovers

Giveaway:

No giveaway for this tour

Author Bio:

TQ Sims writes stories that center Queer characters in supernormal situations. In their first novel Godspeed, Lovers, two men fall in love while using their psychic powers to battle sentient storms and an evil corporation that wishes to control them. Godspeed, Lovers is a story about mental health, post-traumatic growth, and found family.

TQ’s story “The Ritual” was a finalist in competition at the Tennessee Williams and New Orleans Literary Festival in 2022. Their work has appeared in Louisiana Words, Beyond Queer Words, and The Queer and Trans Guide to Storms. They live in New Orleans with their partner and a growing number of cats.

Author Website: https://linktr.ee/t.q.sims

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Recent Reads: Flashes and Romancing the Undercover Millionaire

This week, I’m indulging myself with stories from K.L. Noone and Clare London, whose stories I can never resist.

Flashes is a glorious collection of short stories from K.L. Noone. It was an absolute delight to have new chapters featuring established characters, such as Jason and Colby from the Character Bleed trilogy and Wes and Finn from the Seasonal Stories, interspersed with entirely new characters and situations including Ember the royal librarian, detective-fiction novelist Patrick, and interior decorator Rory. I do hope that Kristin returns to further these new creations at some stage!

I loved how these stories flowed from one to the next, whether contemporary or fantasy. Each story in Flashes is a gem with gorgeous settings and engaging characters, whether familiar or not.

I’m also a huge fan of Clare London and I’ve adored each of her fun Romancing the… stories with a light-hearted take on a different popular romance trope.

So I relished the humorous plot of Romancing the Undercover Millionaire, where Alex, a no-filter playboy and the black sheep in a family of wealthy wine merchants decides to belatedly prove his worth by stealthily investigating some possible sabotage at the firm’s Bristol warehouse.

There Alex meets the warehouse manager, Tate, his polar opposite in terms of responsibility and work ethic. There’s a definite spark between them if only Alex can get his head around normal daily life and Tate can allow himself some time away from caring for his younger siblings. And there’s the little matter of the developing warehouse shenanigans.

Both characters were lovable, and the supporting characters, especially Tate’s siblings and his hilarious Gran really enriched the story. I thoroughly enjoyed the subplot of Romancing the Undercover Millionaire that helped bring these two lovely men together. Another delightful read in this terrific series!

Recent Reads: Alpha Kings and Midwinter Marriage

This week on my reading blog, I have two very different fantasy reads, an MMM Omegaverse story from Roe Horvat and an MM Regency fantasy story by K.L. Noone.

I love all of Roe Horvat‘s books, but I was thrilled when he announced this new story set in the Hedonist world which is a favourite of mine.

Alpha Kings has a completely new cast, with King Sebastian’s court from the first series only mentioned in passing. But it has the same dreamy, highly charged erotic atmosphere that made the original Hedonist stories so special.

I really liked how Omega Prince Aiken came out of his shell once he was taken from the grim regime of his homeland by the fearsome Alfas and Cairestine lords Wolf and Bear. That sense of freedom and fairness for Omegas made his awakening all the more to be relished.

Alpha Kings comprised great character-building and world-building with a nice touch of myth and legend, and there’s no one like Roe Horvat for blending erotic scenes with lashings of sensuality and romance.

I’ve adored K.L. Noone‘s Midwinter Regency Fantasy series and my only complaint about Midwinter Marriage is that it’s likely to be the final story!

In previous stories, we’ve only had Sam’s viewpoint of Edmund, as a cold, haughty, stick-in-the-mud elder brother. So it was disarming to see Edmund’s side of the story. A middle-aged man whose narrow limits have been dictated by his brutal and unreasonable father, too afraid to show the slightest emotion.

The way that his friend Sebastian supports Edmund in Midwinter Marriage during his hour of need, leading to so much more, is absolutely beautiful. This is a moving and deeply emotional story of hope and new beginnings delivered in Kristin‘s trademark exquisite prose.

Blog Tour: The Hencha Queen by J. Scott Coatsworth

Author Name: J. Scott Coatsworth

Release Date: Thursday, March 14 2024

Tour Type: 7-Day Blog Tour

Tour Start Date: Thursday, March 14 2024

Publishing Company: Other Worlds Ink

Cover Artist: Kelley York – Sleepy Fox Studios

Primary Plot Arc: Speculative Fiction

Main Genre(s): Fantasy, Science Fiction

Sub-Genres: romance

Story Type: Novel (>50k)

Word Count: 93,400

LGBTQ+ Identities (if applicable): Gay, Bisexual, Non-Binary, Lesbian

Keywords/Categories: fantasy, science fiction, sci-fantasy, dragons, sci-fi, new release, announcement, gay, lesbian, bisexual, non-binary, young adult, crossover, gay, bisexual, non-binary, lesbian, new release, announcement, giveaway

Is This Part of a Series?: Yes

Position (Number) in Series: 3

Necessary to Read Previous Books: Yes

Series Title: The Tharassas Cycle

Other Books in Series Available for Review?: Yes

Title for Other Book(s) in Series:

0 – Tales From Tharassas

1 – The Dragon Eater

2 – The Gauntlet Runner

Was This Book Published in An Earlier Edition?: No

Book Blurb:

SILYA COMES INTO HER OWN, BUT WILL SHE BE ENOUGH?

Silya finally has everything she always wanted. She’s the Hencha Queen, head of the Temple, and is working to master her newfound talents. So why does the world pick now to fall apart?

Her once-nemesis Raven is off riding dragons, and their mutual friend (and her ex) Aik is nowhere to be found. Meanwhile, a new threat menaces the Heartland from the East, and if she can’t convince a reluctant Gullton city council to prepare for the worst, she may lose everyone and everything she’s ever cared about.

As she uses her magic-like abilities, wit and sheer determination to try to save the city, she’s joined by Raven and his new friends. Will their help tip the scales? And will they finally find out what happened to Aik as a dark storm threatens to sweep them all away?

Forget messy. Things just got apocalyptic.

Series Blurb:

The Tharassas Cycle is a four book sci-fantasy series set on the recently colonized world of Tharassas. When humans first arrived on planet, they thought they were alone until the hencha mind made itself known. But now a new threat has arisen to challenge both humankind and their new allies on this alien world.

First Two Books On Sale (& Get a Free Book)

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Books 1 &amp; 2 are on sale through March 31st for just 99¢ each (eBooks, all vendors). And if you buy one (or all three) of the main series books, email scott@jscottcoatsworth.com</a> and let him know and he’ll send you a free copy of Tales From Tharassas, the prequel.

Sale Details: https://www.jscottcoatsworth.com/the-hencha-queen-pre-release-deals/

Non-Exclusive Excerpt:

A sharp crack filled the wine cellar. Kerrick swung the heavy mallet back and then assailed the flopwood boards that blocked the tunnel entrance again. The ancient wood splintered under the blow, sending shards clattering across the stone-paved floor.

It felt good to work out his frustrations. Still, the stubborn wood held out against his assault.

He rested the mallet on the black-tiled stone floor, wiping the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. Even after a hundred years, the barrier was strong. He’d tried to pry the boards out of the solid stone, but they’d been fastened in too tightly. Brute force it is.

“You’re doing great!” Cor’Lea’s voice was artificially bright, and she was as tall as he was, maybe a little taller, peering over his shoulder at the sealed tunnel entrance.

Silya had tasked her with bringing him down here to check out these hidden caverns under the Temple, in preparation for the coming war. Important, sure, but also clearly an excuse to get him out from underfoot while she prepared for her official Raising.

He grunted. “Thanks. These boards are hard as iron.” And hard as Silya’s will.

One day things would be different between them, once this crisis was over. I just have to be patient.

Coral laughed. “I’m sure a big, strong man like you can break through them easily.” She squeezed his bicep appreciatively.

He shrugged her off. He wasn’t sure if the gawky initiate was flirting with him or just trying to encourage him to get on with it, but either way, he wasn’t interested. “Stand back.” He hefted the hammer again, and she scurried out of his way.

He suppressed a smile, swinging the mallet around for another heavy blow.

Craack.

This time the board buckled inward visibly. Another few hits should do it.

He pulled back the heavy iron hammer again and hit the same spot with blow after blow. Craack. Craack. Craack.

The mallet broke through and a board fell away into splinters, clattering across the stone floor. One down, three more to go. “Why did they seal this cavern up?”

Cor’Lea gestured at the natural chamber. “There was a winery here before the Temple. Sister Dor said they used to use it for extra wine storage.” She looked around the natural chamber, which was now filled with wooden shelving holding a variety of bottled food stores. “When Jas ordered the Temple to be constructed, they kept this wide cavern and blocked off the rest of the tunnels.”

“Just in case the gully rats got in?” That thief Raven had apparently made his home in one of the underground tunnels. Who knew who else—or what else—lived down there?

Cor’Lea snorted. “Maybe.”

Are tunnels all connected, somehow? That was one of Silya’s most urgent projects, to map out the network of caverns beneath the city. Another reason she sent me down here—to get me out from under her robes.

A few more whacks at the next board served to both break it and let out his frustrations at the situation preventing him from doing his sworn job and keeping them apart. And at what she said was coming.

Craack. Craack. Craack.

The board snapped in half, and he judged that he’d cleared enough space to step through into the blocked-off tunnel. “Hand me that lantern?

Cor’Lea complied, taking the opportunity to brush his hand.

He rolled his eyes. I should be flattered. But his heart was already taken.

It was times like these he wished his brother Enrick were still alive. He’d know what to do. He’d been absurdly confident about everything, even though he’d been younger than Kerrick.

Kerrick wasn’t great with women.

He took the lantern and stepped over the bottom board, holding it in front of him. The bright light temporarily blinded him as he sought to get his bearings.

“What do you see?” Cor’Lea peered through the hole behind him.

His sight adjusted, and the tunnel’s walls came into focus.

He whistled. Stacked along the side of the tunnel were hundreds of crates, all strapped together in groups and sealed. “It’s… I don’t know what it is. But I’ll bet Silya will be surprised.” They’d have to find a place to put all this stuff—whatever it was, it was likely rotten after all this time. Silya needed somewhere to store people, not ancient goods.

Cor’Lea stepped carefully over the splintered boards to join him. “What do you think’s inside them?”

The long row of crates disappeared into the darkness. Who knew what the ancients had considered valuable enough to stash down here. Coin? Lost treasure? “One way to find out. Does the Temple have a crowbar?”

Universal Buy Link: https://www.jscottcoatsworth.com/book/the-hencha-queen/

Giveaway:

Scott is giving away an eBook copy of Tales from Tharassas, the prequel, to everyone who enters the sweepstakes:

Direct Link: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/b60e8d47308/?

Author Bio:

Scott lives with his husband Mark in a yellow bungalow in Sacramento. He was indoctrinated into fantasy and sci fi by his mother at the tender age of nine. He devoured her library, but as he grew up, he wondered where all the people like him were.

He decided that if there weren’t queer characters in his favorite genres, he would remake them to his own ends.

A Rainbow Award winning author, he runs Queer Sci Fi, QueeRomance Ink, Liminal Fiction, and Other Worlds Ink with Mark, sites that celebrate fiction reflecting queer reality, and is the committee chair for the Indie Authors Committee at the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America (SFWA).

Author Website: https://www.jscottcoatsworth.com

Author Facebook (Personal): https://www.facebook.com/jscottcoatsworth/

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Release Day: The Hencha Queen by J. Scott Coatsworth

Today, I’m delighted to hand over my blog for the release of The Hencha Queen by J. Scott Coatsworth. Congratulations on your new release, Scott! Wishing you every well-deserved success with your story!

Author Name: J. Scott Coatsworth

Release Date: Thursday, March 14 2024

Tour Type: 7-Day Blog Tour

Tour Start Date: Thursday, March 14 2024

Publishing Company: Other Worlds Ink

Cover Artist: Kelley York – Sleepy Fox Studios

Primary Plot Arc: Speculative Fiction

Main Genre(s): Fantasy, Science Fiction

Sub-Genres: romance

Story Type: Novel (>50k)

Word Count: 93,400

LGBTQ+ Identities (if applicable): Gay, Bisexual, Non-Binary, Lesbian

Keywords/Categories: fantasy, science fiction, sci-fantasy, dragons, sci-fi, new release, announcement, gay, lesbian, bisexual, non-binary, young adult, crossover, gay, bisexual, non-binary, lesbian, new release, announcement, giveaway

Is This Part of a Series?: Yes

Position (Number) in Series: 3

Necessary to Read Previous Books: Yes

Series Title: The Tharassas Cycle

Other Books in Series Available for Review?: Yes

Title for Other Book(s) in Series:

0 – Tales From Tharassas

1 – The Dragon Eater

2 – The Gauntlet Runner

Was This Book Published in An Earlier Edition?: No

Book Blurb:

SILYA COMES INTO HER OWN, BUT WILL SHE BE ENOUGH?

Silya finally has everything she always wanted. She’s the Hencha Queen, head of the Temple, and is working to master her newfound talents. So why does the world pick now to fall apart?

Her once-nemesis Raven is off riding dragons, and their mutual friend (and her ex) Aik is nowhere to be found. Meanwhile, a new threat menaces the Heartland from the East, and if she can’t convince a reluctant Gullton city council to prepare for the worst, she may lose everyone and everything she’s ever cared about.

As she uses her magic-like abilities, wit and sheer determination to try to save the city, she’s joined by Raven and his new friends. Will their help tip the scales? And will they finally find out what happened to Aik as a dark storm threatens to sweep them all away?

Forget messy. Things just got apocalyptic.

Series Blurb:

The Tharassas Cycle is a four book sci-fantasy series set on the recently colonized world of Tharassas. When humans first arrived on planet, they thought they were alone until the hencha mind made itself known. But now a new threat has arisen to challenge both humankind and their new allies on this alien world.

First Two Books On Sale (& Get a Free Book)

Use the included tharassas-sale.jpg graphic with this section.

Books 1 &amp; 2 are on sale through March 31st for just 99¢ each (eBooks, all vendors). And if you buy one (or all three) of the main series books, email scott@jscottcoatsworth.com</a> and let him know and he’ll send you a free copy of Tales From Tharassas, the prequel.

Sale Details: https://www.jscottcoatsworth.com/the-hencha-queen-pre-release-deals/

Non-Exclusive Excerpt:

A sharp crack filled the wine cellar. Kerrick swung the heavy mallet back and then assailed the flopwood boards that blocked the tunnel entrance again. The ancient wood splintered under the blow, sending shards clattering across the stone-paved floor.

It felt good to work out his frustrations. Still, the stubborn wood held out against his assault.

He rested the mallet on the black-tiled stone floor, wiping the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. Even after a hundred years, the barrier was strong. He’d tried to pry the boards out of the solid stone, but they’d been fastened in too tightly. Brute force it is.

“You’re doing great!” Cor’Lea’s voice was artificially bright, and she was as tall as he was, maybe a little taller, peering over his shoulder at the sealed tunnel entrance.

Silya had tasked her with bringing him down here to check out these hidden caverns under the Temple, in preparation for the coming war. Important, sure, but also clearly an excuse to get him out from underfoot while she prepared for her official Raising.

He grunted. “Thanks. These boards are hard as iron.” And hard as Silya’s will.

One day things would be different between them, once this crisis was over. I just have to be patient.

Coral laughed. “I’m sure a big, strong man like you can break through them easily.” She squeezed his bicep appreciatively.

He shrugged her off. He wasn’t sure if the gawky initiate was flirting with him or just trying to encourage him to get on with it, but either way, he wasn’t interested. “Stand back.” He hefted the hammer again, and she scurried out of his way.

He suppressed a smile, swinging the mallet around for another heavy blow.

Craack.

This time the board buckled inward visibly. Another few hits should do it.

He pulled back the heavy iron hammer again and hit the same spot with blow after blow. Craack. Craack. Craack.

The mallet broke through and a board fell away into splinters, clattering across the stone floor. One down, three more to go. “Why did they seal this cavern up?”

Cor’Lea gestured at the natural chamber. “There was a winery here before the Temple. Sister Dor said they used to use it for extra wine storage.” She looked around the natural chamber, which was now filled with wooden shelving holding a variety of bottled food stores. “When Jas ordered the Temple to be constructed, they kept this wide cavern and blocked off the rest of the tunnels.”

“Just in case the gully rats got in?” That thief Raven had apparently made his home in one of the underground tunnels. Who knew who else—or what else—lived down there?

Cor’Lea snorted. “Maybe.”

Are tunnels all connected, somehow? That was one of Silya’s most urgent projects, to map out the network of caverns beneath the city. Another reason she sent me down here—to get me out from under her robes.

A few more whacks at the next board served to both break it and let out his frustrations at the situation preventing him from doing his sworn job and keeping them apart. And at what she said was coming.

Craack. Craack. Craack.

The board snapped in half, and he judged that he’d cleared enough space to step through into the blocked-off tunnel. “Hand me that lantern?

Cor’Lea complied, taking the opportunity to brush his hand.

He rolled his eyes. I should be flattered. But his heart was already taken.

It was times like these he wished his brother Enrick were still alive. He’d know what to do. He’d been absurdly confident about everything, even though he’d been younger than Kerrick.

Kerrick wasn’t great with women.

He took the lantern and stepped over the bottom board, holding it in front of him. The bright light temporarily blinded him as he sought to get his bearings.

“What do you see?” Cor’Lea peered through the hole behind him.

His sight adjusted, and the tunnel’s walls came into focus.

He whistled. Stacked along the side of the tunnel were hundreds of crates, all strapped together in groups and sealed. “It’s… I don’t know what it is. But I’ll bet Silya will be surprised.” They’d have to find a place to put all this stuff—whatever it was, it was likely rotten after all this time. Silya needed somewhere to store people, not ancient goods.

Cor’Lea stepped carefully over the splintered boards to join him. “What do you think’s inside them?”

The long row of crates disappeared into the darkness. Who knew what the ancients had considered valuable enough to stash down here. Coin? Lost treasure? “One way to find out. Does the Temple have a crowbar?”

Universal Buy Link: https://www.jscottcoatsworth.com/book/the-hencha-queen/

Giveaway:

Scott is giving away an eBook copy of Tales from Tharassas, the prequel, to everyone who enters the sweepstakes:

Direct Link: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/b60e8d47308/?

Author Bio:

Scott lives with his husband Mark in a yellow bungalow in Sacramento. He was indoctrinated into fantasy and sci fi by his mother at the tender age of nine. He devoured her library, but as he grew up, he wondered where all the people like him were.

He decided that if there weren’t queer characters in his favorite genres, he would remake them to his own ends.

A Rainbow Award winning author, he runs Queer Sci Fi, QueeRomance Ink, Liminal Fiction, and Other Worlds Ink with Mark, sites that celebrate fiction reflecting queer reality, and is the committee chair for the Indie Authors Committee at the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America (SFWA).

Author Website: https://www.jscottcoatsworth.com

Author Facebook (Personal): https://www.facebook.com/jscottcoatsworth/

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Blog Tour: Princess of Shadows: The Girl Who Would Be King by Colin Alexander

Author Name: Colin Alexander

Release Date: Monday, November 8 2021

Tour Type: 7-Day Blog Tour

Tour Start Date: Monday, February 26 2024

Cover Artist: Alejandro Colucci

Primary Plot Arc: Speculative Fiction

Main Genre(s): Fantasy, Sci-Fantasy, Science Fiction

Sub-Genres: epic fantasy

Story Type: Novel (>50k)

Word Count: 157000

LGBTQ+ Identities (if applicable): bi, lesbian, gay

Keywords/Categories: epic fantasy, action/adventure, coming of age, sword fighting, strong female main character, fantasy, sci-fi, science fiction, sci-fantasy, bi, bisexual, lesbian, gay, blog tour

Is This Part of a Series?: No

Was This Book Published in An Earlier Edition?: No, this is the first edition.

Book Blurb:

A princess doesn’t lead an army. Or does she?

It is a hard life on a strange world under a red sun that never moves in the heavens, its landscape dotted with the ruins of the Ancients who came from beyond the sky. The Kingdom of the Light, Shadows, and Dark brought stability to this world for generations, but peace is dying as the kingdom crumbles. Rebellion and warfare are rife in the realm, and death in all its brutal forms stalks the land.

Aeryn, the Princess of Shadows, is second in line to the throne. As a young child, she loves stories of the Ancients and wants to see what is beyond the sky. The fighting, however, brings an abrupt end to her childhood and shatters not only the Light, Shadows, and Dark, but her family as well. She grows up amid war and loss, a smart, stubborn, and quick-tempered girl who promises her mother she would always do her best and vows to be true to her word. Childhood dreams must wait; her priorities become revenge and the throne of a restored kingdom.

Achieving any of her goals seems unlikely as obstacles are piled, one after another, in front of her. Armies fail, castles fall, and erstwhile allies betray. She makes plenty of mistakes and must learn from her errors fast enough to survive. She finds friends and allies in strange places, but there are many who see her as nothing more than a pawn in their own plays for power. The odds are not in her favor. If she fails, humanity will face a bleak future on an unforgiving world.

What is the future of a young princess beset by powerful lords and captains? What is the fate of those men when the princess decides to get even?

Warnings: Combat scenes both one-on-one and armies, named characters die

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“Gods and Goddesses!” Sophia said as she looked at her daughter. “What has my little Red Rynnie been doing?”

The miniature tornado turned to Robert. “Mama says I should be called Her Royal Lowness because I’m little, but look at my feet!” She stuck out a bare foot covered in dirt from heel to toe. “If puppies have big paws, they grow into big dogs. I’m going to be a big girl!” She turned back to her mother. “And, Mama, Rynnie is a baby name. I’m too big for that already. I’m Aeryn the Red!” She held out a curl of hair the same color as Sophia’s. Aeryn the Red was a sturdy child of about six standards. Dirt caked both freckled cheeks under green eyes and smeared her pink dress.

“All right.” Sophia laughed. “What has Aeryn the Red been doing, and how is it possible that you got so dirty?”

“We were playing vendetta outside, Mama,” said Aeryn.

“You were playing outside with the boys? In your dress?”

“I love my dress.” Aeryn smoothed down the side of the dress and transferred more dirt from her hands to the fabric as she did. “It’s just like your pink one.”

Sophia sighed. “And what do you mean about ‘playing vendetta’?”

“It’s a game, Mama. Somebody is ‘it’ and that means they have to go, ‘I cry vendetta,’ and then they’re the vendetta rider and they have to tag everyone else and then somebody else is it.”

“Vendetta,” Sophia said. “Saints. In the bad old days before the Hammer, a man could ‘cry vendetta’ against people he said wronged him. That was an oath that he would hunt down and kill all of them or he would die trying.” She shuddered. “Families were destroyed, villages burned. Yes, men still have rencontres and they still fight their duels, but no one cries vendetta anymore. The Hammer put a stop to that.”

“It’s a game, Mama!”

“Oh, and are you dirty because you fell when you were tagged? Or did you fall trying to tag someone?”

“No,” Aeryn said. “Siggy pushed me into the fosse.”

Sophia shook her head and considered that. Siggy was Sigismund Fitzwilliam, eldest son of Dux Matthew Fitzwilliam, on whom Arthur often relied, and who made a point of being at Triad frequently. With his eldest. Of course, even if Siggy had been nothing more than the son of an eques, she could not have complained about him pushing her princess into a big ditch. Arthur the Hammer had famously said of his children, “If they can’t survive growing up like everyone else, they don’t deserve to rule anyone else.” He had written that into his Code as well. Children did not receive any courtesies of rank before they reached adulthood at fourteen. Aemond, Aeryn’s elder brother, was Siggy’s age and should have stood up for his sister—but, no, Aemond was with his tutor. Sophia settled for saying, “Siggy is bigger and older. He should know better than to treat a smaller girl like that.”

“It’s all right, Mama,” Aeryn said. “I didn’t cry. You know that.”

That was the truth too. Aeryn had announced when she was about three that only babies cried, and that she was no longer a baby. From that time forward, no matter the scrape, bruise, or fall—and there had been many—no one had seen her cry.

“Very well, my young Princess of Shadows,” Robert said, “what did you do after Siggy pushed you into the fosse?”

“Well, I climbed out, of course.” Aeryn paused to be sure her mother and Robert were looking at her. “He is bigger, Mama. So I waited until he was doing something else and then I ran into him from behind as hard as I could, and I knocked him into the fosse. Headfirst! His nose is bloody now.”

“You hit him from behind? That’s not very nice, Aeryn,” Sophia said.

“I wasn’t feeling nice. I was mad.”

“You need to watch your temper, my little scapegrace,” Sophia said. “Princesses must always be nice.”

Aeryn stomped her bare foot on the floor. Then she put both fists on her hips and turned to look up at Darnald. “What would Comes Robert Darnald, who advises the king, say?”

Robert found himself chuckling, despite the work he knew was waiting for him. Of all the children who swarmed through the castle and its grounds, he found Aeryn special—and not because she was Princess of Shadows, currently second in line to the throne after Aemond. “You are a princess,” he said. “You must remember that a princess should be nice whenever she can. However . . . it is much more important for a princess to always get even.”

Aeryn giggled and made something between a bow and a curtsy. “I want to go take care of Barnabas, my pony,” she said, and spun to go.

“You change out of that dress first!” Sophia shouted after her. “And you put boots on your feet before you go mucking in that stall!”

When Aeryn had vanished and the beat of her footsteps had faded, Sophia looked at Darnald and grinned. “You put dangerous ideas into that child’s mind.”

“No, Ma’am,” Robert said. “They grow there quite spontaneously.”

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Giveaway: There is no giveaway for this tour

Author Bio:

Colin Alexander is a writer of science fiction and fantasy. Actually, Colin Alexander is the pseudonym for Alton Kremer, maybe his alter ego, or who he would have been if he hadn’t been a physician and biochemist and had a career as a medical researcher. His most recent book, A Planet of Wrath and Tears, is his tenth and the fourth of the Leif the Lucky novels. Colin is an active member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers Association, Mystery Writers of America, and the Maine Writers & Publishers Alliance. Away from writing fiction, his idea of relaxation is martial arts (taekwondo and minna jiu jitsu). He lives in Maine with his wife.

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Recent Reads: 11.59 and Heart-Shaped Box

For my first reading post of 2024, I have two compelling short reads from two of my favourite authors, C.S. Poe and Suki Fleet, with both stories woven around elements of dark urban fantasy.

I found 11.59 to be a dazzling and imaginative tour de force from C.S. Poe. I loved the combination of ancient myth and urban fantasy that transformed modern-day New York City into the stuff of nightmares.

I was rapt by Asuka’s quest to reclaim his soul and find love with Merrick and really felt that sense of high-stakes risk throughout. I couldn’t stop reading! 11.59 is another fabulous read from this outstanding author.

In the newly released Heart-Shaped Box, we’re not only in familiar territory of dispossessed youth that Suki Fleet captures so brilliantly, but also with familiar characters. I straight away recognised MC Jack as a minor character in the wonderful Foxes. It was great to see him come into his own in this superb story.

We’re plunged into Jack’s personal hellscape, stripping in a dodgy club at the age of twenty-four after a dreadful childhood and a series of poor decisions. There seems to be no way out until he is rescued by fellow stripper, Lark. I loved the way that mysterious Lark seemed almost angelic compared to Jack’s self-disgust, which drives him to keep Lark at arm’s length.

The twists turns and discoveries in this story are driven by the connection between these two, which Jack can’t resist however hard he fights. Heart-Shaped Box is a beautiful, memorable, complex coming-of-age story that neither plays down life’s hardships nor its unexpected sweetness.

Recent Reads: Tentacles Rock and Avocado Protection

I have two thoroughly enjoyable newly released contemporary reads this week from two must-read authors in K.C. Carmine and Kaje Harper. Tentacles Rock has some wonderful fantasy world-building in a contemporary setting and Avocado Protection throws in a bit of fun sci-fi, or at least stretches the boundaries of science.

The skilful combination of intricate world-building and a gorgeous Christmas romance in Tentacles Rock really hit the spot for me. This is a one-off story in the multi-author series Tinsel and Tentacles.

Nereus is such a lovable character and I was not remotely surprised at how he and his tentacles stole grumpy musician Rick’s heart. I enjoyed the building of tension with background issues around the central romance that gave it so much depth, plus some sumptuous imagery and K.C. Carmine‘s trademark heat. Tentacles Rock is a feel-good holiday romance with a social conscience and some wonderful music-making and lovemaking. What more could any reader want?

Avocado Protection is so much fun! I loved the premise of the Cado Box, absent-minded scientist Fynn’s ingenious invention – such a runaway success that it earns him a kidnap threat. The dynamic between Fynn and security company owner Nolan is lovely, the perfect blend of opposites attract, respect and protectiveness. 

I really enjoyed how the romance developed and the romantic suspense plotline played out really satisfyingly. Add a great supporting cast and you have a thoroughly enjoyable story. Another delightful read from Kaje Harper. Now I just need to order a Cado Box!

Blog Tour: Mu; Legend of a Lost City by M.D. Neu

Author Name: M.D. Neu

Release Date: Saturday, November 11 2023

Tour Type: 7-Day Blog Tour

Tour Start Date: Monday, November 13 2023

Publishing Company: Spectrum Books

Cover Artist: Spectrum Books

Primary Plot Arc: Speculative Fiction

Genres: Fantasy, Mystery-Thriller, Science Fiction

Story Type: Novel (>50k)

Word Count: 81,000

LGBTQ+ Identities (if applicable): gay with secondary characters who are non-binary

Keywords/Categories: Lost City, Atlantis, Mu, Underwater Fantasy, Under Sea Adventure, sci-fi, science fiction, fantasy, thriller, mystery, new release, announcement, gay, non-binary

Is This Part of a Series?: No

Book Blurb:

For years, the whispers and legends of a lost city hiding in the Pacific Ocean were just that; legend. On the day Kaimi discovers his parents, the Queen and King of Mu, murdered, Mu’s most powerful weapon fired, sending a pulse rushing towards the North American west coast.

After the 2025 Great Pacific Pulse Event, or Pulse, vomited up much of humankind’s trash in the Pacific Ocean along the North American west coast. The mysterious occurrence causing the largest environmental disaster in human history, people are no longer certain there is nothing concealed in the depths of the ocean.

Scientist Karen Linn and billionaire investor Michael Donovan want to find out what actually happened that day five years ago. Will Michael’s life in the adult entertainment industry and Karen’s moniker in pseudoscience keep them as social pariahs, or are they on the cusp of finding a civilization that has been kept out of our grasp, deep in the world’s largest ocean? How does the event from five years ago tie into the murder of the Queen and King of Mu?

What lies under the sea may be bigger than anyone can imagine, and neither civilization may be ready for the truth.

Non-Exclusive Excerpt:

~ Chapter 1 ~

Five years ago.

The dripping crimson on his hands contrasted the polished blue stone floors in front of him. Iron permeated around him, the scent made him want to vomit. But he couldn’t leave or move, he was frozen by pain and action. Soft warm light from the energy crystals reflected off the walls and floor, filling the space with a bright, cheerful glow, reminding Kaimi of all the wonderful memories this chamber held for him. The birth of each of his younger siblings. The day he introduced Makani to his family, followed by the celebration of their marriage two years later. Watching as Nohealani and Malo were joined in the presence of their gods. Seeing each of their children brought forth and presented to the family and the gods upon their births.

So much joy. Now this.

A burble of air. A cough. A gasp of pain forced him to see what lay before him.

“Help!” His voice yelled out.

Everything sparkled in those memories, but now the red slowly muted not only the bright glow of the veins running through the floors but also his pristine white shirt. From this day forward, the crimson liquid and the pungent fragrance of death would taint each of his happy memories.

More memories pushed forward, forcing out what stretched before him. Kaimi witnessed the day Kai Malina received the gift of sight from the gods of Mu, and was welcomed by Mana Lani into the arms of the world of Spiritual healers and Māhū. Something Kaimi didn’t fully believe in, well, not as much as he did when he was younger, but everyone had been pleased. Even he found himself excited. Past images of joy played out in his mind. The music, the fire dancing, the tumblers and dancers, the fragrances of meats for the prepared feast. So much elation that day.

How had Mana Lani or Kai Malina not seen this coming? They are gifted with foresight. They are the Māhū. Perhaps they only see what suits them.

“No.” Kaimi whispered. “Please, someone.” His voice called out again. “Help!” He bellowed.

More family memories rushed as his mind continued to process the scene. The recollections of Nohealani, Ulani, Koa, Kai Malnia, and him running around when court wasn’t in session. Were they all there? He was barely more than thirteen, too old to play with the babies, but somehow, they had managed to engage him. How many times did he and Nohealani have to usher their younger siblings off to bed, or back to bed, after sneaking out of their sleeping chambers only to find them playing here?

A growing collection of scarlet pooled closer to him. Pouring from her body, the thick fluid marred the sparkle of her dress, crystals handstitched into the gown to reflect not only the light of the kingdom, but the light of her soul.

This can’t be happening. How did this happen? Who would do…

Troubling recent memories leaked into his mind as more crimson oozed through his fingers, even though his hands remained firmly in place. Rust continued to overpower every other scent around him. The disagreements about how and if to engage the above worlders. The concerns and potential for discovery by those who live in the sun. Koa arguing with both the Queen and King about how encounters with those above would be the end of them and their world here in Mu. The Queen believing now the time had come to reveal themselves, hoping their presence to be a positive influence on the world above.

“We can help them. Teach them.” She pointed to the ceiling. “We have so much to offer each other. Our worlds have been separated for too long.”

However, when challenged and asked, neither Kai Malina nor Mana Lani were able to interrupt what the Gods had to say on the matter. He wasn’t sure what their gods would say, assuming they commented at all. But if the Queen believed in joining the world above, who was he to argue the point? The rest of his siblings offered what he hoped to be agreement.

Well, not all. They didn’t argue in public, but in private we spoke freely with each other, even loudly when the need arose.

“I need assistants.” Kaimi called out, pleading with each word.

In the distance, the splashing of the tide pools outside the windows past the royal gardens filled his ears. Or were the sounds only his recollection bringing the noises to him? So many memories. Now this.—so much pain.—He peered over to the jeweled ornate windows, each crystal pane hand carved to reflect as much light as possible, while bringing the scenes of the world they once occupied to life with movement. Small shells from the creatures who filled the tide pools adding to the created images. A small breeze pushed the smells of water through the slightly opened windows, riding the air as more light shone through. The warmth on his skin and the taste of the salt water from the tide pools on his lips tingled all the way to his soul. He wished to be down there now, walking with Makani hand-in-hand, not here.

The blaring of sirens rang out, calling him from his thoughts, the piercing sound canceling out his calls for help. The puddles of red expanded around his knees and feet, beginning to soak his sarong.

A gift from Makani now ruined.

Kaimi forced himself to focus, his hands covered the wound before him. He glared up. As if seeing Koa for the first time. Koa stood over the body of the King on the floor. Koa stood and glanced down, offering no help. Red droplets on his white shirt and tan sarong created a similar pattern as the light crystals shown down on the kingdom when the light cycle recharged. At night, the crystals patterns were beautiful. Here, on Koa, the image made his stomach turn. Koa stayed quiet as he continued to hold the crystal pike in his hand.

Just as I found you. What happened? Why?

“Why?” Kaimi adjusted the pressure on the wound, trying to stem the flow of blood. The chest of the Queen raised and lowered slowly, but the inhalations were becoming much more irregular. He forced his stare up at Koa, his eyes moving from the weapon in his hands to the bodies on the palace floor.

“I… It…” Koa backed away, dropping the weapon to the ground, the clatter almost as loud as the siren still screeching to every corner of the palace, if not beyond. His head shook as he stared at his hands.

The main doors of the chamber burst open. “Koa!” A female voice called.

Upon hearing the doors, Koa made for the rear of the chamber.

“No!” Kaimi called out, wanting to rush after him, but if he did, there would be no one to care for the Queen or the King.

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Giveaway:

Marvin is giving an ebook of Volaria to three different winners:

Direct Link: http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/b60e8d47302/

Author Bio:

M.D. Neu is an international award-winning inclusive queer Fiction Writer with a love for writing and travel. Living in the heart of Silicon Valley (San Jose, California) and growing up around technology, he’s always been fascinated with what could be. Specifically drawn to Science Fiction and Paranormal television and novels, M.D. Neu was inspired by the great Gene Roddenberry, George Lucas, Stephen King, Alice Walker, Alfred Hitchcock, Harvey Fierstein, Anne Rice, and Kim Stanley Robinson. An odd combination, but one that has influenced his writing.

Growing up in an accepting family as a gay man he always wondered why there were never stories reflecting who he was. Constantly surrounded by characters that only reflected heterosexual society, M.D. Neu decided he wanted to change that. So, he took to writing, wanting to tell good stories that reflected our diverse world.

When M.D. Neu isn’t writing, he works for a non-profit and travels with his biggest supporter and his harshest critic, Eric his husband of twenty plus years.

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Recent Reads: The Bound Omega and In the Pass of Ghosts

I have two fantastic fantasy stories this week! One from K.C. Carmine and the other from K.L. Noone and although equally enjoyable, they couldn’t be more different.

I was lucky enough to be a beta reader for K.C. Carmine’s story The Bound Omega in the newly released Sold: Annual Game Night Year One Anthology which features stories from multiple authors about the darker side of the Omegaverse.

With The Bound Omega, K.C. Carmine has managed to pull off a real feat. She’s delivered a tale with dark overtones that add a sense of danger and tension but is ultimately full of hope and the beginnings of love. I also loved the way the story overturns Omegaverse expectations about passive Omegas and dominant Alpahs.

When vigilante Eldin goes undercover to catch Snake, an evil trafficker who deals in Omegas, he encounters Oleander, the bound omega of the title and is temporarily diverted from his mission.

I relished the battle of wills between these two, proving that Alphas aren’t necessarily always in control. The steamy scenes are scorching hot, yet at the same time, there’s a genuine emotional connection between these two. They come complete with a full back story and are both damaged men. I was willing them on for their HEA as mutual wariness becomes trust. I always love the way that K.C. Carmine combines emotional and sexual intensity with sweetness, and that combination comes across brilliantly in this story.

I’m moving on from Darkverse to In the Pass of Ghosts, a Swords and Sorcery story from K.L. Noone, the second in a medieval fantasy series featuring warrior Aric and half-faerie Emrys. I was bowled over The Snails of Dun Nas, Aric and Emrys’ first adventure and was thrilled when the author announced that there would be several further stories about this couple.

In the Pass of Ghosts is a delightful development from The Snails of Dun Nas, illustrating the close and equal bond between strapping sword for hire Aric and the magical being that is Emrys. I loved how their warmth and joy contrasted with their spooky and chilling quest.

As always from K.L. Noone, the world-building and descriptions are breathtakingly beautiful and involving. We also get some intriguing backstories for our MCs and a pleasing peek into where they might go next. A gorgeous read! I’m looking forward to Aric and Emrys’ next adventure already.