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Thursday, October 27, 2016

Random Reviews: The God of Jazz: Fugue, Concord by Varian Krylov #Review #Giveaway





Author: Varian Krylov
Book: The God of Jazz: Fugue, Concord
Self Published
Publication date: September 25, 2016
Length: 326 pages




Reviewed by Meredith


Synopsis

After years struggling to realize his dream of directing a feature film, on the final night of his fundraising campaign Godard is on the cusp of having everything he ever wanted. The man he loves is upstairs waiting for him, and he's just a few dollars short of his GoFundYourself goal.

Then everything falls apart.

His personal and professional life in ruins, when his old nemesis from film school offers to fund his dream project if he's willing to shoot it in Spain, Godard knows it's a deal with the devil. But he also has nothing left to lose.

Among the labyrinthine streets of Barcelona's Barrio Góthico, the city's vibrant music scene, and the sun-gilt beaches of the Costa Brava, Godard begins shooting his dream project and putting his life back together, largely under the domineering gaze and deft touch of Ángel, the god of jazz.

But Ángel is keeping a secret, and a deal with the devil always comes at a price.



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Varian Krylov has a very unique writing style. I've always been drawn to it. The God of Jazz: Fugue, Concord is filled with what you expect from this author. But it was also a lighter read than her past stories and that was awesome because I got to see more of her range.

The two MCs, Godard & Angel have a great intensity. They are beyond hot and the sex in this book is super steamy. There is a lot of that in here too so if that's something you look for in your reading you'll get that here.

There's a great amount of realism throughout this creative tale. Believing the emotion a character is experiencing is very important to me. WIth Godard and Angel I felt unsure about each moment they were in.

There's a gracefulness to Varian's writing. Moments when I'm so engrossed by where I've been taken, by the descriptions, by the events playing out. Short of a bomb going off I'm not breaking free.

This is an evenly written book. Flow, emotion, realism, character building are all balanced exactly right. Not only is this an enjoyable read it's a memorable one





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Monday, September 26, 2016

Blog Tour: The God of Jazz: Fugue, Concord by Varian Krylov #Excerpt #Giveaway

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TITLE: The God of Jazz: Fugue, Concord 

AUTHOR: Varian Krylov 

COVER ARTIST: Bey Deckard 

LENGTH: 117,450 words 

RELEASE DATE: September 16, 2016 

BLURB: After years struggling to realize his dream of directing a feature film, on the final night of his fundraising campaign Godard is on the cusp of having everything he ever wanted. The man he loves is upstairs waiting for him, and he's just a few dollars short of his GoFundYourself goal. 

Then everything falls apart. 

His personal and professional life in ruins, when his old nemesis from film school offers to fund his dream project if he's willing to shoot it in Spain, Godard knows it's a deal with the devil. But he also has nothing left to lose. 

Among the labyrinthine streets of Barcelona's Barrio Góthico, the city's vibrant music scene, and the sun-gilt beaches of the Costa Brava, Godard begins making shooting his dream project and putting his life back together, largely under the domineering gaze and deft touch of Ángel, the god of jazz. 

But Ángel is keeping a secret, and a deal with the devil always comes at a price. 


Excerpt   


“Bienvenidos...” After a glance back at his band mates, the trumpet player fixed his intense gaze on the audience and welcomed us in a low, smoky voice. Almost instantly the crowd went quiet, like everyone there was desperate not to miss a syllable. Of course, the remaining crumbs of my high school education in Spanish didn't get me past the first word, except I did catch their names as he introduced his bandmates. Jaume on the drums. Alistair on bass.

The stunner with the trumpet and the arresting eyes that were the color of Amaretto di Saronno in the sun, but almost black in the hard shadow cast by the spotlight hitting his striking, upward angled eyebrows, was Ángel. He shot a glance at the drummer, who set a rhythm, brushes hissing over the heads. The low thrum of the bass came in as an electric smile spread over Alistair's handsome face. The tempo of the music echoed faintly in Ángel's subtly swaying body for a few measures as he let the music lull us out of the hectic pace of our day, the frenetic energy of the crowd that had been bantering and calling for drinks and jockeying for places to sit or stand, into the soothing rhythm. Then he brought the horn to his lips and kissed our souls.

Sultry, thick and sweet, tinges of melancholy. The notes stretched and yawned, curled around us like smoke. Slipped into the gaps in our broken, rusted armor and soothed our wounds.

I felt almost ashamed, in the midst of that transcendental rapture, that I couldn't look at Ángel without conjuring the memory of his naked body, lax and faintly sheened with sweat as his broad shoulders flexed when he'd shifted his weight. The taunting temptation of his bare ass. Impossible to stop trying to imagine what he would look like, standing alone on that stage, under those lights, looking down at me, naked. Picturing his cock hanging, limp. Wondering if, when hard, it would stand up straight, jut off at an angle, or stick out from his groin.

At some point I had stopped looking at the other two sharing his stage, and just stared at him. The slight inward slope of his narrow nose. The delicate bow shape of his upper lip, slightly prominent, overshadowing his narrower bottom lip. Wanting him, almost willing him to turn those intense eyes on me again. Would it feel like a touch, the way it had at the beach? Was he caressing every man and woman in the bar with that gaze? Were they all secretly quivering and warming under his stare?

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“What are you going to taste like when I kiss you?” He brushed his cheek against mine. The bristle of his stubble drove a rush of warmth over me.
“Bourbon. Tooth paste.”
His mouth was so close to mine, his breath wafted warm against my lips. “Last time, you tasted like the sea. Salty.”
“Which do you prefer?”
“If I say the sea, will you run down to the beach right now and throw yourself into the water?”
“If you want me to. Yes.”
He gave me a smug smile. “Get undressed.”
“What about you?”
“You want me to take off my clothes?”
Ohgodfuck. “Yes.” Even though we'd fooled around, I hadn't seen him naked since that first day on the beach.
A cocky smirk. He let go of my wrist and took a step back. A twinge of regret hit me as the gap opened up between our bodies, but I was instantly mollified as he started unbuttoning his shirt. Just watching him bare his chest, I ached. He had the most sensual body imaginable. Muscled and lean, hard, but beautifully smooth and rounded. A faint dusting of hair across his pecs, condensing in a dark line leading down his taut abs, accentuated his masculine appearance without obscuring the tantalizing richness of his honey-hued skin.
“Can't do two things at once?” He softened his chide with a teasing smile as I realized I'd gone stock-still as I stared.
“I'll try,” I joked back, and started stripping, distracted and slowed by the sight of his dick sticking out—thick, heavy, half hard—from his dark thatch of close-cropped pubes.
As soon as we were both naked, he closed in, sliding up against me, his body pressed warm and hard to mine as he drove me back against the book case again, capturing my gaze, rooting his fingers in my hair, his breath hot on my lips before he finally kissed them. I groaned out loud as he tasted my mouth, burrowing between my lips, taunting my eager tongue. Already panting, I surrendered to the sensuous strength of that powerful body as he hooked an arm across the small of my back, holding me hard against him.
I couldn't believe how badly I wanted him. Just the feel of our cocks brushing against each other each time he flexed his hips a little, subtly grinding against me, had me shaking with need, my whole groin thrumming in time with my racing pulse. I reached for his cock, but he caught my wrist and pinned it behind me again.
“Always so greedy. So impatient.”
Fuck, his taunts just made it worse. Made the ache surge to a pitch of throbbing tenderness inflamed by every slight shift of his pelvis against mine. When he licked and bit my neck just under my ear, I whimpered, a rush of shivers cascading hot and cold down my back, down my chest, making my nipples tighten.
“Poor, needful boy.” He savaged the other side of my neck, making me gasp as my knees almost gave. “Do you need to be touched?”
Oh, god. “Yes.”
“Then ask me nicely.”
I didn't know if it was arousal or embarrassment heating my cheeks. “Touch me. Please, Ángel.” With no calculation on my part, my words warbled, pleading, desperate.



AuthorBio

Growing up near Los Angeles, I spent much of my time frolicking in the Pacific Ocean and penning angst-twisted poetry. Now I'm living in sunny Spain writing pathos-riddled fiction. Ironically, two of my favorite things are traveling, and swimming in the ocean, despite increasingly intense phobias of sharks and flying.

I've always loved the music and substance of words, always loved writing in well-worn notebooks by hand, tapping at the keys of the computer, and, of course, conjuring up stories.

And from my earliest memories, I've always been fascinated—maybe obsessed?—with sex and sexuality.


In my writing, sex is the medium, the expression, and the tool of discovery for my characters' insecurities, the needs that drive them, the comfort they can't live without, the joy and relish of life that makes each of them intense, strange, and alluring.

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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Random 5: Random Reads #Giveaway





Once again I have another Random 5 Reads for you. 5 books I read that I just can never forget. So good! Maybe you’ll agree, maybe you haven’t had the chance to read any of these. You’ll have a chance to win one of them at the end but in the meantime here are 5 reads that everyone should make a part of their lives!








The Foster Family by Jaime Samms

Blurb:
Growing up in foster care has left Kerry Grey with little self-esteem or hope for his future. A college dropout, Kerry scrapes by on a part-time job at a garden nursery. His friendship with his boss and working with the plants are the only high points in Kerry’s life. He’s been dating the man who bullied him at school, but when his boyfriend abandons him at a party, Kerry wanders down the beach to drown his sorrows in a bottle of scotch.

Malcolm Holmes and Charlie Stone have been together for fifteen years. Despite Charlie's willingness to accept Malcolm's unspoken domination in bed,something is missing from their relationship. Early one morning, they rescue a passed out Kerry from being washed away by the tide and Charlie immediately senses a kindred spirit in the lost younger man. When Kerry’s roommate kicks him out, Malcolm and Charlie invite him into their home. As Charlie and Kerry bond over Charlie’s garden, Malcolm sees Kerry may be just who they have been looking for to complete their lives. All they have to do is show Kerry, and each other, that Kerry's submissive tendencies will fit their dynamic.

But someone is sabotaging Kerry at every turn. As he struggles to discover the culprit, he fears for the safety of his new friends. If Malcolm and Charlie cannot help, their lifelong search for their perfect third may not end with the happily ever after they imagined.












Don’t Trust the Cut by Kade Boehme

Blurb:
Tucker Gray is a Baltimore, MD waiter, hailing from the deep south, whose mental health issues and past relationships have made it hard to trust more than the cut. After he hits what he thought was rock bottom Tucker decides to keep close to the ones who stood by him and keep his head down, until he finds something to prove it can get better.

Jesse Bauer is unsure what his future holds after an injury forces him to retire from the marines. With all of the decisions he has to make in his civilian life with all of its freedoms and possibilities, he feels staying closeted and keeping the people in his life happy will keep down the chaos.

Until the night he met Tucker Gray at a party he thought that’d be possible, but both of them are instantly and strongly in lust. As their relationship grows Jesse has to prove himself and Tucker has to learn to trust more than the cut.













Bad Things by Varian Krylov

Blurb:
Xavier makes a lot of people nervous. The rest, he flat-out scares. More than his hulking, tattooed body, it's his predator's gaze that makes people feel vulnerable, as if he had the power to read their thoughts and see their soul. For his lovers, it's Xavier's ravenous appetite for all things carnal—for the taste of flesh under his tongue and the feel of a trembling body under his control, for whispered pleas and muffled cries—that makes him dangerous.

But recently, driven by a festering rage against the men who attacked his sister a decade ago, Xavier has developed a taste for a different kind of hunt and conquest: stalking men who do truly bad things and punishing the predators he sniffs out. The problem with vigilante justice, though, is sometimes the man in your trap is innocent.

Carson suspects he's playing a risky game with dangerous men. But the lies are convincing, especially when they're slipped to him among hundred dollar bills. He never guessed how big and dark the secret hidden under all the lies and money could be. And he has no idea he's not the predator, but the prey, until it's too late.

And you can't beg for mercy when there's a gag in your mouth.

But when Carson escapes from Xavier's trap, he's forced to accept that Xavier is far from his most dangerous enemy. Xavier may even hold the key to overcoming the painful past that has kept Carson prisoner for almost two decades.











What He Wants by Kate Aaron

Blurb:
Christo's life fell apart when his partner of eight years walked out on him. There wasn't even a reason for it: sometimes love just fades, as quickly and mysteriously as it appears in the first place.

Enter Damien. Damien's the guy with a different man on his arm for every event, he's smooth and arrogant and always impeccably turned out. Christo hates him. But God, he's gorgeous. Damien could be exactly what Christo needs to get him over John.

It's only going to be a fling. Nothing serious, nothing that will affect their working relationship or the rest of their lives. So why are they fighting through the night rather than letting go and walking away? Why does Damien's secretive nature bug Christo so much? And why does he even care that the other man might not be as tough as he pretends to be?











Play Me, I’m Yours by Madison Parker

Blurb:
A Harmony Ink Press Young Adult Title

Fairy Tate. Twinklefingers. Lucy Liu. Will the taunting ever end? Lucas Tate suffers ridicule because of his appearance and sensitive nature. When he’s not teased, he’s ignored, and he doesn’t know which is worse. He feels unloved by everyone, but the one comfort in life is his music. What he wants more than anything is to find a friend.

Much to his dismay, both his mom and a schoolmate are determined to find him a boyfriend, despite the fact Lucas hasn’t come out to them. His mom chooses a football player who redefines the term “heartthrob,” while Trish pushes him toward the only openly gay boy at Providence High. But Lucas is harboring a crush on another boy, one who writes such romantic poetry to his girlfriend that hearing it melts Lucas into a puddle of goo. All three prospects seem so far out of his league. Lucas is sure he doesn’t stand a chance with any of them—until sharing his gift for music brings him the courage to let people into his heart.







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