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by A.L. Simpson


Genre: New Adult LGBT Romance (M/M – Friends to Lovers)

Kyle is a cowboy who has lived on a ranch in the Australian Outback all his life. He is also gay and hasn’t yet found the courage to come out.

Luke’s father owns a prestigious law firm and as the only child and heir, he’s expected to become a lawyer and rule by his father’s side. Problem is, Luke has other ideas and one is to be as far away from his asshole father as possible.

Wendy is the only daughter from a ranching family. She has four brothers, is Kyle’s foreman and best friend, not his lover. So, why she is at his ranch and not at her father’s?

Can Kyle break down the barriers and discover the secrets to help the two people he cares about more than anything else in life?

Can Wendy and Luke learn to trust?



I gathered the reins on Grifter, my majestic black gelding and scanned the horizon one last time before turning toward home. I hoped I’d done enough to prevent the feral cats and foxes from taking down any more of the cattle. Electrifying the boundary fence had been costly and time consuming but, I couldn’t keep Dufus in the barn for the rest of his days and couldn’t risk losing my prized bull. The randy bull produced high quality calves which sold for a small fortune and it was what kept us making good money rather than just scraping by.

I galloped my mount across the open paddocks and felt the strength between my thighs as his muscles rippled and flexed. The horse’s strides were lengthy, he loved to gallop flat out and he ate up the ground in no time. When I slowed to approach the barn, I noticed my foreman, Wendy, talking with someone. Someone who caused my groin to tighten and heart to beat faster. Even with his back to me, I knew who the curly blonde locks belonged to.

His shoulders were much broader than the last time I’d seen him, his hair longer and it lifted in the slight breeze. The jeans he wore were molded over one helluva sexy ass.

Wendy waved when she saw me approach and the man spun around to face me. My heart missed a few beats when he smiled, pressure mounted behind the zipper of the jeans as my cock thickened with interest.

“Luke Kelly.” I barely whispered the words. It had been fifteen years since I’d last seen the man who’d haunted my dreams for more than half of my life. He’d gone off to university in the big smoke to study law and his family had moved away shortly after. I’d assumed Luke would be working in his father’s legal practice in Brisbane. So, what was he doing here? It wasn’t as if we’d ever been friends.

Wendy took the reins I held out and I dismounted. Luke took two long strides toward me, his hand outstretched. I knew it was a mistake the moment our fingers touched. A shudder cannoned through me and I fought to keep my composure as we shook.

“Kyle Walker, been a long time.”

“Luke Kelly. It has been a long time. I guess you’re working with your father, how’s the legal business going? What brings you back here to Clearlea?” More specifically, my ranch.

“Didn’t much like the business of being a lawyer so I joined the police force, worked out of the Gold Coast. I tired of being in the city though, missed being here in the country. I got a promotion to Detective Senior Sargent and requested a transfer here to take charge of your town.”

“Congratulations, but why my place?”

“I heard your dad left the property to you and wanted to come by and say hi. I know we weren’t friends or anything in school but, I always admired your ability to ignore those around you and get on with what you wanted to do.”

“It wasn’t hard to melt into the background when you’re a country geek surrounded by football studs and cheerleaders.”

“We never purposely ignored you, we….”

I waved my hand in the air. “Long time ago, Luke, water under the bridge. You still haven’t answered me though, I find it hard to believe you only came out here to say hello. Was there something you needed?” Me? Please say me. Get your fucking head on the right way, Walker. Football Player. Cop. Straight!

I caught the glance he shot in Wendy’s direction and it hit me. Straight guy remember and Wendy is one gorgeous woman. One very single, straight, gorgeous woman.

“Oh, sorry, you’re here to see Wendy, I’ll leave you to it.”

I stepped away but was stopped in my tracks when Luke’s large hand gripped the top of my arm.

“No, it’s you I need to speak with. I kind of need a favor.”

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Here Without You


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Archer Hawkins and Mallory Halston literally run into each other and a true love story is born. Archer pursues Mallory with absolute determination making him fall hook, line, and sinker.

“I really would like to get to know you, Mallory.” His voice husky in my ear. “I don’t think it’s a good idea, I’m sorry.” I’m already kicking myself for turning him down. “That’s okay, I’ll ask again tomorrow, and the day after, I’ll get you to say yes in the end.” 

But just when they’re about to get everything they ever hoped tragedy strikes leaving Mal alone and adrift. Putting his past behind him Mal stumbles upon Cooper’s Ridge. Changing his name to Carter, he takes a chance, becoming a bartender at The Last Drop Inn, and embarking on a new life.

Local attorney, Dan Mortimer, has finally found and captured the heart of Cooper’s Ridge’s newest resident, Carter.

“I was coming in to see you, and maybe get you to agree to dinner with me. C’mon Carter it’s only dinner, I’m a nice guy I promise.”

But when Dan’s college friend comes to town to recuperate after a horrible car accident, it seems the most important men in his life may have something to answer for. And just how far will an evil, conniving, homophobic mother with a vendetta go to bring them all down?

Here Without You is a gay ménage story with plenty of hot sex and strong language and is therefore suitable for readers aged 18 and over.



“I would have thought an important guy like you would have minions to fetch your coffee for you.” I laugh as hot coffee guy, as I now call him, comes up to the counter.

“I could, but then I wouldn’t get to speak to you, now would I?” He winks. “I didn’t see you here yesterday? I didn’t get anywhere nearly as much foam on my cappuccino from the sullen girl.”

“I don’t work here every day. I’m in college so it just fits around my schoolwork.” I blush, I didn’t expect him to notice whether I was here or not.

“What time do you finish today?” he asks.

“Why?” I carry on making his order, knowing he won’t move off until it’s finished.

“I wondered if you’d like to grab a drink or maybe something to eat with me,” he asks. I just stare at him; my mouth drops in surprise. “You’re old enough to drink?” he queries and smiles, but it’s not in condescension.

“Um, yeah, I am. But why do you want to have a drink with me? You don’t even know me.” Admittedly I’ve seen him every day I’ve been here, and he does wait for me to serve him. Letting others past until I get to him.

He laughs, and it sends shivers over my body. “I guess that’s why I would like to have a drink, to get to know you. So, what do you say?” His tongue darts out and dampens his bottom lip, and I follow the motion, unable to tear my eyes away.

“I can’t tonight. I have a study group. I go straight from here.” I hand him his drinks.

“Tomorrow then?” He leans forward and whispers, “I really would like to get to know you, Mallory.” His voice is husky in my ear.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea, I’m sorry.” I’m already kicking myself for turning him down.

“That’s okay. I’ll ask again tomorrow, and the day after. I’ll get you to say yes in the end.” With that, he winks and moves off to pay.

And he does just that, the next day, and the one after that. Then I have two days off and when I get back to work, I look forward to seeing him again, but he doesn’t show up. The day seems to drag on and on. Plus, summer has arrived, and the temperatures have rocketed, making every customer be in a bad mood. Hell, we’re all in a bad mood. I finally look up at the clock and realize I can leave. I can’t get out of there fast enough.

I rush out the kitchen door and straight into the furnace as the heat hits me in the face. Dragging my t-shirt over my head and tucking it into my back pocket, I walk away, then hear someone whistle and call out my name. Turning to the sound, I see hot coffee guy standing outside the shop front.

“Mallory.” He sounds breathless as his eyes roam over my bare chest. “What a pleasant surprise. I was just thinking about you.”

“Really? It can hardly be a surprise considering I work here.” I tip my head and look him over. He’s not all dressed up in one of his fancy suits today. He’s dressed in a cute pair of pale-blue shorts and a white polo shirt; his sunglasses are on the top of his head, pushing his blond hair away from his forehead. Giving him a much more approachable look, and a younger one too.

Start again now, to be a different me. That’s why I gave the bar owner my middle name. I can be alone with my grief. Leaving the man I was with Archer behind me won’t be easy but what choice do I have? I need to start over.

Not knowing where to go or what to do, I just rode, putting miles and miles behind me, stopping only to crash out in a cheap motel. The first time I stopped, I stayed for four or five days, consumed with pain and loss. Even in sleep, I grieve for him, calling out, searching for him. I race down corridors and through doors, never reaching him. I can see him always just out of my grasp.

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Living quietly in the South Lincolnshire countryside with her very patient husband and her uber-lazy dog she hides behind a sweet smile but really is a coffee-addicted, wine drinking, potty-mouthed girl with no intention of every growing up or growing old gracefully.

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Incubus Trial

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Incubus Trial by Emma Jaye

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Silas stole Ezra’s future, freedom, and spirit with soft words and sympathy. Fabian forged him into a soulless demonic toy who considered humans nothing but prey.
It had taken a century, plus the sweet trust and love of a human, to prove there was more to life than existing.

The supernatural council gave him an ultimatum. Spend another year in Fabian’s cellar or give evidence by experiencing that hellish decade again, via magic?

A day to win his freedom, to prove Fabian’s guilt and make the vampire suffer as he had done. A day to damn Silas.

Can Ezra survive the vampires again, condemn his first love for the sake of his second?

4th part of Incubus, an m/m novella series. Graphic material with non-consent themes.
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After covering the smallest room in the house with various degrees, raising a family of four boys, and trying my hand in various jobs (can you say tropical fish farmer?) I decided to write down the stories that had been swirling in my head for years. My muse comes in many forms and speaks to me across many genres. No matter the genre, I can promise different characters, dark themes, steamin’ sex and a HEA or HFN.

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All You Need Is Love

Romance Collections is proud to present these fourteen stories of love that know no boundaries. Like rivers flowing through the canvas of earth, these stories will run deep, touch softly and leave you breathless. 
No matter who it is with, passion is magnificent, desires are bold, and love is beautiful.STORIESThe Omega Shift, by Tamsin Baker
Running in Circles, by Jess Buffett
Burning for Him, by Kristine Cayne
Three: A Love Story, by Adriana Kraft
Stop me Falling, by Cate Farren
Fall for You, by Valerie Ullmer
Homecoming, by Kai Tyler
Lesbian Alien Affairs, by Lexi Thorne
Bound for Landia, by Izzy Szyn
Wide Awake, by Aeryn Jaden
Once Upon a Crush, by Dana Kenzi
The Honest Change, by Celia Fay
Cupid’s Valentine, by Dani Gray

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Broken Heartstrings

Title: Broken Heartstrings
Author: CC Dragon
Genre: MM Romance
True love hurts. Jeff and Ben had it and lost it over a decade ago…
When Jeff is outed and attacked, the country music super star has to face his family and his choices under huge public scrutiny.
Jeff and Ben, his former producer, had a plan to come out and deal with the haters back in the day. Then tragedy struck Jeff’s family and changed everything—except the feelings. Jeff stayed in the closet and Ben walked away.
In the wake of the outing and press, Ben walks back. But why?
Revenge? Gloating? To make peace?
Or maybe for a second chance…
Note: This is a sweet m/m romance
A loyal Chicago girl who loves deep dish pizza, the Cubs, and The Lake, CC Dragon is fascinated by the metaphysical and paranormal.  She loves creating characters, especially amateur sleuths who solve mysteries. A coffee and chocolate addict who loves fast cars, she’s still looking for a hero who likes to cook and clean…so she can write more!
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What He Craves


Desires Book 2

by E.M. Denning


Publisher: Paper Gold Publishing

Genre: M/M romance with a twist of kink

Matt Simpson is notorious for his bad decisions. From his rocky teenage years to his tumultuous early twenties, he’s made a lot of mistakes. His latest, greatest, and perhaps stupidest of them all was his recent pursuit of his boss, the unattainable Steve Paulson. Desperate to make the man notice him, and knowing Steve would never get involved with an employee, Matt quits his job.

Unfortunately, Steve still won’t touch him. To make matters worse, his new job falls through and his older brother won’t hire him. Matt can’t bear to ask Steve for help, and soon he finds himself out of money and out of options. When Steve finds him living in his car and demands that he go home with him, Matt obeys, but living with the man he’s wanted for two years proves to be frustrating as well as explosively hot. As Matt begins to explore his submissive side under Steve’s firm guidance, his insecurities haunt him. What does a homeless, jobless kid with a string of failures behind him have to offer, even if Steve did want him for more than a brief fling?

“Stop.” Matt said. He pulled away from Steve, only a little so he could look at him, because he needed to see him. He needed to see the man that held so much of his heart. “You have nothing to be sorry for. You’ve done nothing to feel ashamed about. We both know I overthink things. We both know I’m too hard on myself. I’ve been trying to work on that, I have, because you make me believe that I’m worth something. I shouldn’t have lied to you last night when I said I was fine. I wasn’t fine then, and I wasn’t fine this morning. I keep expecting something to happen. I keep expecting all of this to end.”

Steve looked both crushed and horrified. “Why would you expect it to end?”

“Because I’ve never got to keep a single good thing in my life. When something good does come, I can’t believe it’s mine and I never expect to keep it because I don’t get to keep the good things. Only the bad. I get to keep the knowledge that I spent my teens fucked up. I get to keep an absent mother and an asshole father and a brother who thinks I’m a whore.” Matt’s chest heaved. His eyes were white hot with tears he refused to shed.

Then Steve leaned in and kissed him with both eyes wide open. “And me. You get to keep me.”


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A Disillusioned Dom

A Devastated Sub

When Craig walks into the first kink club he’s been in for months, the last thing he expects to see is his former Dom, Tim, wearing a collar. If learning his ex is a switch isn’t shocking enough, Craig quickly finds himself on the wrong side of his ex’s Dom. When the reunion turns ugly, another Dom swoops in and saves the day, and Craig is too shaken to argue when the sweet Dom steps in and takes care of him.

Alan noticed the boy the minute he walked into his club. It was hard not to. He was beautiful, sad, and fully clothed. Once the boy is in Alan’s arms he knows he doesn’t want to let him go, maybe ever. He worries that even though his hardcore Dom days are behind him, his experience will scare Craig and he’ll lose the chance to have something real with him.

Their relationship quickly heats up, but Craig can’t stop wondering if an inexperienced sub will be enough for a seasoned Dom in the long run.


E. M. Denning is a writer from British Columbia. She loves her family and her animals and anything cute and fuzzy. She was born a hopeless romantic and when she’s not writing romance, she’s probably reading it. She loves love.

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His Personal Assistant


Men of New York, Book 1

by L.J. Harris

Genre: Contemporary Gay Romance

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Editor: R.E. Hargrave

At the tender age of twenty-one, Kade Hutchins is at a crossroads, having endured enough hardship to last a thousand lifetimes. With money tight and career at a standstill, he’s running out of time and options. The day he applies for a job that isn’t exactly in his field of expertise and meets his new boss, Mr. Preston, is the day his fate is changed irrecoverably.

Luke Preston is the kind of man others envy. Rich, successful and unattached, his no-nonsense, ‘take no prisoners attitude’ has made him one of the highest profile litigators in Manhattan. He’s also a man with secrets. Secrets he wants kept under wraps since tragedy rocked his privileged existence to the core. When Kade, a man some fifteen years his junior steps foot inside his office, Luke wonders if his heart will survive.

Brushing an errant piece of fluff off my shoulder, I straightened the hem of my shirt and took a deep breath. Not that it did much good. By the time the elevator doors opened on the tenth floor, my nerves were beyond frazzled. With less than a minute to spare, I stepped inside the plush, modern offices.

A striking woman sitting behind a large reception desk greeted me, looking most business-like. What didn’t make sense was the way she seemed ready to pounce the second she saw me. I was surprised she didn’t fall flat on her face, considering she wore a pencil-thin black skirt and high-heeled shoes and was on her feet and running toward me like a crazy person.

“Thank God you’re here!”

“Um, what?” I took a wary step backward. She was kinda scary.

“Please tell me you’re Kade Hutchins.”

“Oh. Yes, I am.”

She held out her hand and when I took it in mine, I was impressed by her firm, assured grip. “You have no idea how relieved I am to see you.”

“Uh, thanks?” The warm smile she gave in response made her round, hazel eyes sparkle. Her hospitable attitude made me feel at ease in an instant, and I couldn’t help but grin back.

“The name’s Kimberly O’Connell. I’m the paralegal around here.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Ms. O’Connell.”

“Oh, please, I insist you call me Kimberly.”


Releasing her hold on me, she pointed a manicured finger at the closed office door located behind the desk. “Come on, Kade. Let’s get you in to see His Highness.” Covering her mouth, she giggled.

“Who?” I stopped myself from joining in, but it wasn’t easy. She had an infectious laugh.

“Luke Preston. The ass you spoke to on the phone.”

“Oh.” I didn’t know whether it was appropriate to agree with her or not, but decided it would be best to err on the side of caution.

“Sorry about him, by the way.” Kimberly knocked, before lowering her voice to a faint whisper, and adding, “I had no idea he was going to answer the phone when I went to make his coffee. He usually lets the machine pick up, but I didn’t think to switch it on since I was only going to be gone a few minutes.”

The moment I let out a nervous chuckle, the door to Luke Preston’s office flew open.

Tall and broad-shouldered, the strong jaw, high cheekbones, and dark brown hair slicked back so not a lock was out of place, coupled with the way his body filled out that navy suit, made Luke Preston look more like a model than a lawyer. My guess was that he was in his mid-thirties, but holy shit, did he wear it well. Startling emerald eyes fringed by long, dark lashes stared at me with such intensity that, for a split second, I forgot to breathe. His sharp features were softened by flawless, pale skin and full lips so plush, I wondered what they would feel like pressed against my own. In that briefest of moments, I knew I was in trouble as my head began waging a war with my heart so fierce, I didn’t know whether to pull him in for a kiss or run for my life.

All I could do was wait for him to say something… anything to break the tension.

L. J. HARRIS is a mother, wife, an introvert and author. Her family is her life, her soul, and the very reason she gets out of bed every day. Coming a close second is her writing.

She discovered a passion for putting pen to paper in her later years, jotting down poems in birthday cards for family members.

It was then a spark was lit, and ever since, she’s been unable to switch off the urge to share her stories.

L.J. Harris discovered that as much as experiencing pain, loss and betrayal can be devastating, capturing the feelings of anguish and loss that some of her characters have had to endure without firsthand knowledge would have proved difficult.

L.J. has been previously published and has shared several online stories and looks forward to continuing to share her work. She can be found at:

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