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Book Review: A Shot of J&B by Lou Sylvre

Six years ago, Brian Harrison helped save the life of Jackie Vasquez, and he’s never really forgotten him. After the rescue, Brian ended his employment with Jackie's uncle Luki and left the US for England, aiming to distance himself from the confused feelings—not lust, but not brotherly—that then sixteen-year-old Jackie engendered. Now Jackie has become a man, and when they meet again by chance, lust with a dose of D/s rope kink is definitely on the list of possibilities. As they get to know each other, though, lust shows every sign of growing into love, deep and true.

When Jackie moves to London for graduate studies in criminal psychology, he and Brian hope they’ll be able to enjoy each other's frequent company. But they haven't factored in the claim Brian's police job with Scotland Yard will make on his time, especially when the “Gaslighter crimes” sap investigative resources. An abandoned aide dog named Soldier leads to a breakthrough clue, and a chain of discoveries fall like dominoes. As Brian rushes to beat the criminal’s game before it escalates to true terror, he comes to an undeniable conclusion: Jackie Vasquez, the man he loves, is in mortal danger.

Jewel's rating:

A Shot of J&B is the first book by Lou Sylvre that I've read. While I thought this story had potential, I didn't think it was really met. I'd still like to read the series that ​​A Shot of J&B​ is spun from​​​, just so I can get some background on the characters and where they come from. You don't need to read that series to follow this story, though. A Shot of J&B​ stands well enough, on its own.​

At the start of the book, Brian and Jackie live on different continents. Brian Harrison is working for Scotland Yard, in London, where he has lived for the past 5 years. He left the US after Jackie's rescue in Finding Jackie because he thought he was getting too attached to Jackie and vice versa. Jackie was 16 at the time, and Brian 22. And that is a line that Brian will not cross. Besides, Jackie needed to heal physically, mentally and emotionally from his ordeal. ​So, ​Brian went as far away as he could. ​​But now, Jackie is 22 and about to start grad school and he's really come a long way. And when they reconnect, Brian discovers that his draw toward Jackie never went away.

ARC Review: Reaping Fate (Reaping Havoc # 2) by A.J. Rose

For Nate Koehn, the worst part of being a reaper is maintaining his compassion without becoming too involved with the souls in his charge. He’s always been sensitive to others’ hurts, and there is no hurt bigger than death, with which he’s already intimately familiar. The learning curve is steep, but the perks of the job—spending the next 300 years with the love of his life, his husband Mitch Seeker—are unmistakable. For Nate, death is a lifelong commitment.

Then Mitch is assigned to reap a serial killer’s victim.

Mitch and Nate are willing to go to just about any lengths to bring the killer to justice, but Divinity has a plan for everyone, and the reapers are at risk of being terminated themselves if they meddle too much. Mitch knows better than to tempt fate, but Nate isn’t wired to sit idly by while innocent people lose their lives to a vicious killer.

Nate sets out to balance the scales of justice for the souls in their charge, but what happens when he becomes the killer’s bug in the web? Can he stop a killer without exercising his own free will or putting those he loves in the crosshairs? Only Death knows, and he’s not talking.

Warning: Contains graphic descriptions of violence, which may be too intense for some readers. Reader discretion advised.

Jewel's rating:

Reaping Fate is the follow up to Reaping Havoc. Like the first book, this one doesn't quite take itself seriously. It was a fun read and I really enjoyed visiting with Nate and Mitch again.

With Nate having been brought into the Reaper fold a year ago, both he and Mitch cover the reaps for the Caperville, CO area. But after Mitch gets a reap for a murder victim, Nate has trouble letting it go, because he really has a need for justice. But they have to be careful, because too much meddling could get their contracts revoked, which would have some very bad consequences for them both. And maybe others, as well.

Blogtour: Rufus + Syd by Robin Lippincott and Julia Watts

Please welcome Robin Lippincott and Julia Watts with 

Rufus + Syd 


The world is big and changing, but Vermillion, Georgia, like so many small towns, exists in a time warp. Rufus—a fifteen-year-old budding painter with flame-red hair—is so pale and skinny that one of his nicknames is “Matchstick.” He is also gay and a synesthete, with right-wing Christian parents. Syd—spiky-haired, smart-mouthed, and tired of having to act like a parent to her own mother—isn’t sure what she’s into, except for old movies, black eyeliner, and black coffee.
When Rufus and Syd find one another, they start finding themselves too, with the unlikely help of two Vermillion natives—Josephine, an old bohemian, who for many years ran a repertory cinema in Chicago with her late husband, and Cole, a middle-aged gay man suffering from brain damage due to the horrific hate crime perpetrated against him in his youth.
When the pressures of small-town life in the Bible Belt begin to build, Rufus and Syd, proud atheists, need the strength they’ve found together to survive.

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On Being Invisible
Julia Watts
Growing up in small-town Appalachia in the seventies and eighties, there were two ways LGBTQ people could be regarded:  as targets or as invisible.  The targets, as one would assume, were easy to spot.  Mostly male, mostly effeminate in a hyper-masculine culture of football and deer hunting, they were singled out for mockery or sometimes violence.  The invisible ones were different.  Often valued for their positive qualities (their ability to kick butt on the girls’ basketball team or to play the organ at church), their obvious queerness was carefully ignored by the straight citizens.  Of the two “old maid” schoolteachers who had lived together for three decades, they’d say, “It’s nice they can keep each other company since no man ever looked at them.”  Of the flamboyant bachelor church musician, they’d say, “Well, the right girl never came along, but he’s sure good to his mama.”
I grew up in this culture of invisibility being partly invisible to myself.  I knew lots of ways I was different—I loved to read, to write, to create, and I couldn’t have cared less about high school concerns like fitting in or football games.  But I wouldn’t figure out my sexual orientation until college.  When, to use a Harry Potter-ish term, a cloak of invisibility has been thrown over you, you don’t see yourself any more than others can see you.  
I left my small hometown to go to the big state university, which is where I started to see and be seen.  My sophomore year I went to my first Pride March in downtown Knoxville.  The words we chanted, while they had no doubt been chanted at many Pride marches in many cities many times, were nonetheless new to me: “We’re here/We’re queer/Get used to it!”   Saying these words—not just saying them, but yelling them in the street—dissolved my cloak of invisibility. We are here, we were saying, not just in San Francisco or New York but in Knoxville, Tennessee, and in the hills and hollers of rural America.  All you have to do is open your eyes and see us.
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