Gray Thinks He’s Invisible…

AverageGray_WDGray Grayson, a bartender at the Sunset Club, thinks he is average in every way, average height, average looks, average personality. He believes no-one really sees him especially the man who makes his heart beat faster, Enzo Del Monte, owner of EDI, a multi-billion dollar company in West Long Branch, New Jersey.

Every night Gray watches Enzo flirt with Mike Green, the manager of the club. But Gray knows something Enzo doesn’t. Mike Green is straight and playing Enzo for his money. On top of which Mike is raiding the tills to go to Atlantic City and Keith and Zach, the owners of the Sunset  know nothing about it.

Gray is on the horns of a dilemma. Does he tell Bobby and Keith about Mike’s plans for Enzo’s money and that he is stealing from the bar? Or does he keep his head down and his mouth shut because he desperately needs the Sunset Insurance to pay for his mother’s care because she has leukemia?

Will anyone believe an average guy who aspires too high? Little does Gray know that Enzo noticed Gray first and Mike told Enzo Gray was taken. How do these two get together and how does Enzo convince Gray that he cares for him after months of him chasing after Mike?

His Omega Out Today

HisOmega_432coverHis Omega, the first book in the new series, Werewolves of Manhattan, is out today from MLR Press and Amazon.com.

His Omega tell the story of the Head of the North American Council of Wolves and how he found his mate in an unusual manner.

Sean Quinn’s friend Leroy was gutted trying to protect him. He runs for help and stops the first car he sees. Armand LaMarche is head Alpha of the North American werewolf council and was in his limousine on his way home to his Manhattan brownstone. When the wounded boy stops his car, Armand recognizes two things—the boy is part wolf, an Omega with a great gift, and he’s Armand’s mate. Now all Armand has to do is claim his mate and keep him safe from the murderer.

The second book in this series is finished. So with only one more book of Indiscreet left to go, try out the Werewolves of Manhattan for size.

Buy Links: http://www.mlrbooks.com/ShowBook.php?book=ACKOMEGA

Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00P9TVWSQ/?_encoding=UTF8&tag=mp0def-20

All Romance:  https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-hisomega-1664098-340.html

 

The Drowning gets a Five Star Review

The Drowning gets a Five Star Review

Most Helpful Customer Reviews
5.0 out of 5 stars A fairy tale story, and pure romance… July 12, 2014
By nowyat
Format:Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
I loved this story of an young artist who becomes seriously ill and having lost everything, with no hope left, decides to commit suicide. He wanders out into the cold sea but is, in the way of a good fairy tale, rescued by a wealthy prince. Okay, not actually a prince but a millionaire computer programmer of Italian descent who falls in love with the angelically beautiful man he pulls from the sea. They have to overcome future troubles that make for an interesting story and if you like a sweet romance, you will love this book too. The writing style itself is very clear and well-plotted.
The Drowning is available at MLRBooks.com, Amazon.com and All Romance.

MLR Flash Sale at All Romance – The Drowning Discounted

All Romance is having a flash sale for all MLR titles today. My latest title, The Drowning, which normally sells for six dollars is on sale for four-forty-nine. If you haven’t picked up your copy of The Drowning, or any other books on my backlist, pick them up today at All Romance.

An Excerpt from the Drowning

 Buy Link MLR: http://www.mlrbooks.com/ShowBook.php?book=ACKDROWN

Buy Link: Amazon: http://tinyurl.com/ovx5kn3

Dennis Michael O’Shea could no longer walk by the sea. He used to put on a full body wet suit and chase the waves up and down the Jersey Shore from March through November. A year ago he was diagnosed with mixed connective tissue disease with lupus and a plethora of other medical issues that came along with it. Now, he couldn’t make it past the boards without stopping to rest. Dennis Michael wasn’t sixty-five or even a poorly preserved forty. Dennis had celebrated his twenty-fifth birthday the day before. The date always marked the official start of his personal surfing season. This year he intended it to mark the day of his death.  

The tide was on its way in to the shore. The mist hung heavy over the water like a gray blanket silencing the roar of the angry sea. March was the cruelest month. The ocean could be angry or placid, temperature cold or temperate. Tonight, March showed Jack Frost’s face. The light cotton rugby shirt he wore did little to keep the chill from Dennis’ fair skin. It was a favorite and kept only for special occasions. The red, yellow and navy interweaving striped pattern shirt came from Abercrombie and Fitch. It had been a Christmas gift from his former lover, lost, as everything else had been, in the riptide of the previous year.

   Grandma O’STheDrowning (1)hea had always instructed Dennis to wear clean underwear just in case there was an accident and he went to the emergency room. He smiled as he thought about his Grams. It was in her honor that he wore his only good shirt and pants, beige Dockers, to his own death. There was no clean underwear, Dennis went commando so Grams would remain unashamed; all his remaining briefs were holey, like the socks he tossed, just stuffing his feet into a pair of Nikes.

 The small number of personal items he wished to leave his sisters were secreted in the trunk of his Honda. He left his art and paper making frames, supplies, glues and dyes and the few canvases of his work completed before he was struck down sat in the back seat. His work sold well at his first show after college. These were to go in the second show that never came. He left two of his canvasses with a note to the management company that took care of the apartment complex. His former agent would be able to find a buyer and the two canvases would pay his debt. They were his last assets. It didn’t matter, he no longer needed assets. Dennis had only two passions in life the first was his art, the second, Matt. The disease had cost him both.