Monday, September 09, 2013

Dylan's Dilemma - Book 5 in the Kindred Spirits Series

Dylan's Dilemma
By Jude Mason and Jenna Byrnes
Publisher: Total E-Bound
erotic rating: total-e-burning
ISBN: 978-0-85715-510-8
Genre: Gay MM/ Paranormal

Book five in the Kindred Spirits Series

A handsome hunk, sceptical of ghosts, and the bad boy ex-con who’s stolen his heart, have a rousing good time at Whiskers’ Seaside Inn.

Dylan Wyatt doesn’t believe in ghosts. That’s what he keeps telling himself, night after night, when noises and unusual happenings at Whiskers’ Seaside Inn wake him. He’s there for two weeks running the place while his brother Cade and groom Ethan are away on their honeymoon. His first assignment is to oversee the removal of the wedding tent, tables and chairs. Dylan decides he’s more interested in watching one of the workmen, handsome, hunky Scott.

Besides having a tiger tattoo running from his neck to his wrist, Scott’s got a waist-length braid and has done prison time. He’s not Dylan’s usual type, but that might be part of the attraction. Dylan hires the handyman to do some work at Whiskers’, and winds up getting a lot more than he bargained for.

Like it or not, Dylan’s forced to figure out what’s going on if things at Whiskers’ are ever going to return to normal. If there is a Whiskers’ normal?


“What do we have here?” Coffee in hand, Dylan Wyatt stood just inside the inn’s double doors. He was admiring the view, but not of Whiskers’ Seaside Inn’s picturesque setting. His attention was drawn to a tall, slender man who’d just climbed out of an old, white truck. The newcomer sported a black leather vest over a ragged T-shirt, an unusual combination considering the warm summer weather. ‘Unusual’ seemed to be an appropriate word for the man, whose hair ran in a thick braid down his back. A large, colourful tattoo wound down one arm to his wrist.

He fills out those worn blue jeans in a nice way. Dylan shook his head in an attempt to clear the thought. He couldn’t get a grip on what he found so intriguing. He’d never been attracted to tattooed physiques in the past, but this guy seemed different. An air of—what? Mystery? Danger?—surrounded the handsome hunk like thick fog.

“Hey, daydreamer.” The words came from a very short, nearly bald man climbing from the front seat of the truck. “Give us a hand, would you?”

Dylan’s head snapped in the direction of the voice, wondering if the guy was talking to him. He quickly realised the driver was speaking to the handsome hunk.

With an obvious sigh, the sexy fellow in tight jeans turned his attention from the ocean and made his way to the rear of the truck.

Dylan bit back a chuckle. The view was incredible, but the guy wasn’t there to sight-see. He was one of the men hired to tear down the marquee, tables and chairs brought in for the wedding at the inn the previous day. Dylan’s brother, Cade, and his groom, Ethan, had finally tied the knot with a full-scale celebration. Once they’d got past some pre-wedding nonsense, the ceremony had gone off without a hitch, and guests had partied late into the night. Now, the couple were off on their honeymoon, leaving Dylan to run the inn for a couple of weeks. His first chore was to supervise the cleanup.

Dylan noted annoyance on the balding man’s face when the hunk, moving at his own slow pace, reached for the armload of strapping he held out. Shorty was obviously in charge. Two other men stood idly by, each bearing a burden of rope or burlap. It wasn’t a terribly big job, but it was hot outside, and no one seemed anxious to get started before anyone else.

The wedding paraphernalia had to be removed that afternoon so the garden and yard could return to normal for incoming guests. Logan Emerson, the inn’s former cook who had spearheaded the wedding plans, had hired local barkeep, Joe Swanson, and his crew to do the teardown. Dylan eyed the workers, his attention going back to the tall, dark-haired hunk and staying there. The stud’s three-day beard growth was nearly as black as his hair. When the hunk turned his back again, Dylan dragged his gaze off the man’s ass long enough to realise the thick, braided hair nearly reached his waist.

“Yowzah!” Dylan whispered and sucked in his breath. That’d definitely be something to hang onto during… He pushed that thought aside. The guy was probably as straight as an arrow, so whatever Dylan might dream up, he’d be disappointed.

Nevertheless, he had to go out and talk to this Joe guy. Setting his cup on the nearest table, he pushed his fingers through his own shoulder-length, brown hair and walked out into the sunlight. Joe had stopped the truck at the far end of the parking lot, so Dylan got another look at Mr. Hunk on the way over. By the time he reached the truck, Dylan was tempted to grab a handful of the hottie’s hair just to see what would happen. He forced down his lustful thoughts and approached Joe.

“Joe Swanson?” Dylan extended his right hand towards the balding man. “I’m Dylan Wyatt. I’m taking care of the place while the newlyweds are away for a couple of weeks.”

Joe reached out and took Dylan’s hand, giving it a vigorous shake. “Mr. Wyatt, good to meet you. Logan told me you’d be here to make sure we got this right. The marquee, tables and chairs, that’s all you want us to take, right?”

“Yes, that’s it. Logan said you’d be able to return the stuff to the rental place on Monday.”

“Yeah, the store is just a couple of blocks from my bar. I’ll have the boys run everything back in the morning.” Joe nodded towards the men he’d brought.

Dylan thought the other two guys looked like they could be twins, blond, beefy and middle-aged, each with a large nose that screamed family trait. The last, but definitely not the least, was Mr. Hunk. Dylan’s cock pulsed, and he shifted his stance, hoping that was all that happened. “That’ll be fine.”

“We’ll get right to work, Mr. Wyatt. Shouldn’t take us more than a couple of hours, three at the outside. I’ll shout when we’re loaded so you can give a quick look-see, if you want.” Joe raised his arm and motioned the men to head onto the lawn.

“Sounds good. The inn is pretty empty right now, so you shouldn’t be disturbed. Most of the wedding guests have checked out. The next batch of tourists is supposed to arrive tonight or tomorrow.”

Joe nodded and followed his men to where the marquee covered a good portion of the backyard.

Dylan stood watching as they entered the canvas enclosure. Less than a minute later, he heard the rattle of chairs being stacked and tables being broken down.

Voices came from the direction of the lobby, and Dylan headed inside. More guests were ready to sign out, and he hurried to the desk.

Thursday, September 05, 2013

Quinn's Blessing - Book 4 in the Kindred Spirits Series

Quinn’s Blessing
Book four in the Kindred Spirits Series
By Jude Mason and Jenna Byrnes
ISBN: 978-0-85715-338-8
Publisher: Total E-Bound
Genre: Paranormal/ Gay M/M


Jack Donner arrives at Whiskers’ just in time for a wedding, but so has someone else, whose motives aren’t quite so pure.

There’s a cook’s position open at Whiskers’ Seaside Inn and Jack Donner thinks he’s just the man for the job. Resume and references in hand, he applies to fill the spot and lands himself a gig that will pay his bills, not to mention give him a room with a killer view. He’s doesn’t expect to meet the sexiest hunk imaginable, but that turns out to be another perk of the job.

Quinn Stevens is the handsome minister preparing to unite the inn owners, Ethan Roberts and Cade Wyatt, in marriage. When he arrives to discuss the ceremony, he’s bowled over by the new cook and sexual sparks fly between them.

Jack’s intrigued by the bride ghost who visits him in the night, until her actions take a sinister turn. It seems the view’s not the only thing ‘killer’ at the inn. With his great new job in jeopardy, Jack struggles to save it, and the fragile relationship he’s forged with the reverend. He and Quinn soon discover if there’s going to be a wedding, they have work to do. Can they solve the mystery of Catherine’s 1898 nuptials so Ethan and Cade—and everyone else at Whiskers’—can live happily ever after?

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