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Identical twins. Unique love stories. 

 Hi! I’m very excited to introduce you to my new novel, Bleu Balls! Bleu Balls is the story of the identical McMillan twins and is the first full length romance novel in the Balls to the Wall series. It’s a complex story, with both brothers getting their HEA. Like all the Balls to the Wall books, it stands alone, so if you want to plunge into the series here, feel free. I hope you love my Double Trouble twins and want to join them on their adventures trading places and finding love.  : )

Bleu Balls
(Balls to the Wall Series #7)
By Tara Lain

Blurb:
Double trouble. The McMillan twins, Robin and Bobby, are renowned for their talents—both as fine artists and for thrilling the various men who catch their eyes. As different in style and personality as their DNA is identical, they’re nonetheless best friends who divide and conquer, with Robin doing the serious painting and Bobby adding the sunny salesmanship.But when their most important client decides Bobby must wield the paintbrush, the brothers revert to childhood tactics and switch places. Then along comes Micah, a handsome doctor who’s attracted to Bobby but invites Robin out to try to please his homophobic brother, and Paolo, the pain-in-the-butt client who thinks he’s wooing Bobby when he’s actually after Robin. Paolo harbors his own hidden pain that weirdly intersects with Robin’s, but pride and privacy conspire to produce what will either be a masterpiece—or end up as Dogs Playing Poker.
 
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Excerpts

 

“Hey, gorgeous, want to dance?”
Bobby looked up at the attractive guy who’d been
eyeing him for the last hour. “Oh, I don’t know—”
“Come on, Bobby, go. Go!” Rodney pushed Bobby out
of the chair.
He smiled, but it took some effort. “Okay, so I
guess yes.” He followed the man’s trim ass in nice summer-wool slacks toward
the tiny dance floor in the lounge at the Rose. Jerry and his honey, Mick, were
already dancing. The two big firefighters took up more than their share of the
available boogie space, but they looked so happy it made Bobby tear up.
The guy turned and pulled Bobby into his arms.
Clearly he intended to lead. Okay with
me.
“I’m Aaron, by the way.” The guy had nice hazel eyes and carefully
brushed brown hair.
“Bobby.”
He started a not-very-complex box step. “You’re
an artist, aren’t you?”
“Yes, how did you know?”
“I saw you at the Sawdust. I really like your
stuff. Very unique.”
“Thank you.” Come
on, be charming.
“What do you do?”
“Stockbroker. Let me know if you need any
investment tips.”
Bobby laughed. “Believe me, artists need tips on
keeping their rent paid, although I’ll admit, we’re having a good summer.”
“We?”
“Me and my brother. We paint together.”
“Oh. Interesting. Keeping it in the—holy shit!”
Bobby looked up at Aaron and followed his line of
sight to the door—where, sure enough, Robin had just walked in. Bobby waggled
his fingers and called over the piped-in music. “Hi, dear.”
Robin waved back.
Aaron said, “But you two are identical.”
“Yes, of course. We’re the McMillan twins.”
Bobby felt Aaron react—somewhere between a jerk
and a laugh.
“What?” Bobby looked up into a face that had been
pleasant and now leered.
“Fuck, why didn’t you tell me you were Double
Trouble?”
Bobby frowned. “Was I supposed to?”
“Shit, yes. I mean, what does it take to get some
backroom action from you two? Hell, I can pay.”
“Pay?” Bobby pressed his hands against Aaron’s
chest and shoved. “Get your hands off me, you pervert.”
“What?”
Bobby turned his tail and flipped it back to the
table—but his insides rolled with anger and nausea.
Robin saw his face and sprang up. “What’s wrong?
What happened?”
“Nothing I don’t deserve. He saw you and realized
we were Double Trouble. He said he’d like to pay us.” Robin clenched his fists,
but Bobby put a hand on his arm. “You can’t blame him for getting the wrong
idea.”
“Oh? Watch me.” Robin stared pugnaciously across
the dance floor.

 

 

He uncovered the paints he’d left on his huge palette. Plastic kept
them wet so they could be used a second day.
Funny how he hadn’t minded pretending to be Bobby all that much.
The world looked different when people expected him to be nice.
Clearing his mind, he faced the wall and began to paint.
A second later—maybe more like an hour—the scaffold began to shake.
Okay, get ready to be your brother.
Paolo’s perfect face popped over the top, and he gave Robin a half
smile that reminded him of himself. Robin plastered on the huge, pearly Bobby
face. “Hiiiii!”
Paolo swung himself up and gazed at the wall. “Man, you made some
progress. But you covered over some of the light parts. Decide against them?”
Robin planted a hand on his hip. “Yes, I didn’t think it deserved
to be too sunny.”
“I like this better.”
“You would.” He arched a brow, and Paolo snorted a laugh.
“So did you get the pieces mailed?” Paolo kept staring at the
canvas.
What the hell? “Uh, yes.”
Those piercing eyes stared at Robin. “Was Robin there when you went
in?”
“Oh, yes. Yes, he was.”
“So he went to the post office?”
“Uh-huh.” Robin daubed some paint on the mural. What the hell was
Paolo talking about?
“So you sent off that coat and jacket?” Paolo stood. Robin could
feel the movement more than see it as he stared hard at the wall.
Well, shit. Coat? “Right.” Try
to look engrossed.
Strong hands clasped his shoulders, and he was physically turned.
Okay, Robin was pretty strong, but Paolo stood a good five inches taller and fifty
pounds heavier, plus Robin wasn’t fighting. Paolo gave him a narrow-eyed smile.
“I thought we could take up where we left off last night.” He leaned in and his
lips captured Robin’s with an intensity that spoke of dark bedrooms, not narrow
wooden platforms in the sky.
Do not give a shit. Those lips are heaven.
Robin dropped his brush—God knew what it did to Paolo’s $300
jeans—and wrapped his arms around Paolo so tight he could have been arrested
for kidnapping. Paolo’s tongue scoured the secret hiding places in Robin’s
mouth, and for a moment Robin forgot try to take charge. He just enjoyed and
let one leg float up Paolo’s hip. Five inches doth not a solid contact make,
but Robin humped Paolo’s thigh and pressed the heel of his hand against the big
bulge in Paolo’s pants. Oh yeah, that got a moan of enthusiasm from Mr. Hunky
Architect.
Robin slid his hands over Paolo’s hard-as-iron butt—What does he do with that thing?—and
squeezed and released. Damn, if they lay down, could they fuck here? No, no
lube or condoms. But a good blowjob could still be in order.
Robin released Paolo and started sliding to the floor. It took work
to inch down Paolo’s fly over that mighty erection, but finally he achieved
release and reached into a pair of baby blue boxer briefs to free the
inhabitant.
“My oh my.” Long, sturdy, cut, and straight as an arrow.
Paolo just breathed—really loudly.
“Mine.” Robin licked the fat head and got a slow, soft moan from
Paolo. Ah yes, encouragement. Wonder how
far Bobby went last night?
He laved the sides of the shaft, then, counting
on the element of surprise, thrust that solid eight-inch dick into his mouth
and down his throat in one smooth move.
“Holy shit!” Paolo locked his hands in Robin’s hair. Pushed and
pulled back, pushed and pulled back. Robin’s tongue reveled in the smooth
firmness of the shaft, the silk of the head, and the intrigue of secret
crevices. “Oh man. Oh.” Steadily, Paolo pushed Robin in farther and farther—then
suddenly, with a yank, he pulled Robin’s head away from his cock until he
looked down in his face.
“Why’d you make me stop? You don’t appreciate talent?” Robin
grinned.

Paolo gazed at him. “I do appreciate talent, and you’re loaded with
it on every level. What I don’t appreciate are liars, and you sure as fuck
aren’t Bobby.”

 

The Balls to the Wall Series
Volley Balls
Bk #1
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Fire Balls 
Bk #2
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Beach Balls
Bk #3
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Snow Balls
Bk #4
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FAST Balls
Bk #5
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High Balls
Bk #6
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About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 32. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft.  She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books.  Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

 

You can find Tara at Lain

99 Cent Balls Books from Tara Lain! #SpecialSale

Hi — Guess what? Right now, three Balls books are available on Amazon for 99 cents! Volley Balls, Fire Balls and FAST Balls are all available and here’s a secret — the FAST Balls price is a mistake. At other sites, it’s $2.99. So grab it quick while it’s only 99 cents. Beach Balls is $1.99.

High Balls, which is a brand new book this year in the Balls series, is only $4.61. And of course, Snow Balls, the winter tale, just re-released in December. These special prices are building up to the release of Bleu Balls on January 9th.

I hope you’re having a wonderful holiday! Happy reading. : )

Holiday Reads from Tara Lain! #holidays #cowboys #SnowBalls

Tis the season for holiday reads!  

Did you know that Be Bad, For Goodness Sake and Misletowed are both 99 Cents! If you’re a member of the KU program, Misletowed is included!

Be Bad, For Goodness Sake is a M/F and Misletowed is MM, MF, MMF!

Do you like cowboys? Cowboys Don’t Come Out is also considered a holiday read!

My latest release Snow Balls arrived just in time for this year’s holiday season!

 

Do you like reading holiday stories? What are some of your favorites?

 

 

 

8 Days Until SNOW BALLS! #gayromance #taralain

Is it always wrong to pretend to be Mr. Right?

Hi – –

Hope you had a wonderful holiday if you’re in the US and a fine weekend. I just want to remind you that December 6th is the re-release of Snow Balls, one of the most popular books in the Balls to the Wall series. This charming, opposites attract story brings together JJ who looks like a hunky alpha, but is really a femme, and Ryan, the tough, taciturn copy who JJ falls for. To win Ryan, JJ pretends to be what he looks like – -a sports loving, guy’s guy. You can pre-order it now at Dreamspinner Press and Kobo and it will soon be at Amazon and iBooks! To read an excerpt, click HERE.

Meanwhile, here are a couple snippets to whet your appetite. : )

Ten Things About Tara (Some You Might Not Know) #authorfacts

Hi — Sometimes readers ask me things about myself, so i accumulated a few of those questions and answered them here with some fun facts —

 

  1. As a child, I lived first in Austria and later in Japan as well as on both coasts of the US. I was in school before college for 11 years (I skipped a grade) and was in 13 different schools.
  2. I love cats but my honey is very allergic to them so I have a Papillon dog who thinks she’s a cat. She licks her paws and washes her face with them and is totally finicky about food. I adore her.
  3. I love snakes. When my honey and I go to the zoo, which is pretty often, he stands outside for a long time while I commune with my slithery pals. Me and Harry Potter.
  4. For astrology buffs, I have 6 planets in Libra — having six of anything is called a stellium. If you’re really a buff, I’ll tell you I have 9 air signs and no earth. I also have 9 cardinal signs. Doing new stuff is fun for me.
  5. My name is really Tara but it’s pronounced Tahra like tar on the roof not Terra. It’s a Sanskrit word meaning star or the guiding star
  6. Like so many authors, I wrote my first book at five. The hero was (of course) a snake named Peter. Peter Pit Snake to be exact
  7. After seeing a gazillion beautiful places, I still think Paris is the most gorgeous city I’ve ever seen
  8. I’m hugely claustrophobic
  9. Two of my dearest friends growing up were gay men. I didn’t know it because they didn’t know it (or didn’t share it if they did). But they have ended up influencing so many things in my life.
  10. I’m one of the lucky ones. I met and married my soul mate. We’ve been together over 30 years. That’s why I can say as a romance writer, I know my subject!

That’s it for now. Watch for Big Backlist Weekend coming up! My new release is Never and coming up is the re-release of Snow Balls! Thank you so much for coming by! : )

Top 10 Chick Flicks of All Time #romance #Movies

Hi —

We all love romance, so i was interested in what this list of the Top 10 Chick Flicks of All Time would include. I was happy to find some of my favorite films of all time on the list. I’ll confess, i might not have put them in this order, and i’d have left some out, but it’s not a bad list. See what you think —

Thank you for coming by! : )

Top 10 Movie Proposals! Plus One of Tara’s #Romance #Marriage

Hi — If you read my books, you know they tend to have VERY happy endings and these endings often include a wedding or at least a marriage proposal. In fact, one of my readers wrote me an  email at the end of a book awhile back asking, “Where’s my wedding?” LOL. I adore happy endings so it’s no wonder that i cherish films with wonderful marriage proposals. I found this video and it’s great! I agree with so many of these choices including numbers 2 and 1. See what you think. Do you agree? And after you watch, keep reading because i’ve included a snippet of a proposal scene from my new book, Fool of Main Beach. (But notice the spoiler alert!)

Isn’t that a great selection?

WARNING HUGE SPOILER! If you’d like to keep reading, below is an exclusive excerpt from Fool of Main Beach, but if you haven’t read the book and plan to, you might want to hold off reading this scene.If you read it, you can tell how much i love marriage proposals —

As Arwen read the list of nominees, a who’s who of international talent, Tom kissed the top of Merle’s head. “You’re the best, Merle. The very best.”

Merle’s heart exploded in a million pieces of joy. He had Tom. He had happiness. When Arwen said his name, it was almost an anticlimax.

People started patting him on the back, and Laila grabbed him in a hug.

Tom leaped up, grabbed Merle, and swung him to his feet. “You won, Merle. You won.”

Merle looked up into those blue, blue eyes. “You’re right. I did.” He kissed Tom and ran up the steps to the stage, his heart hammering. Award winners always said the acceptance went by so fast they hardly remembered it. Seize the moment.

He took the heavy gold statue from Arwen, then walked to the mic. “I can’t tell you what this means to me, but it pales next to the opportunity to work with talent like Laila and Aaron and the indescribably great Renee Montrose. There are so many people to thank, including my folks, who surprised me tonight by arriving from New York.” He took a deep breath. “But instead of thanking all those wonderful people, I’d like to answer a question asked by Andy Caliber as I walked in tonight. He said after a year like this, what am I going to do for an encore?” Merle’s eyes gazed at the first row. “What I’d like to do—is get married.” The whole place went nuts, and Merle help up a hand. “The night before I agreed to make Truth Bites, I met the most wonderful, honest, loving man in the world, He saved my life on the beach—and he’s been saving it ever since. Tom, will you marry me?”

As people whistled, stomped, and yelled, Merle knew the cameras were all focused on Tom’s sweet face, and the whole world got to see the tears running down his cheeks as he nodded yes.

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I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks for coming by!

5 Fun Facts About FOOL OF MAIN BEACH by Tara Lain #bluecollarromance #dogs

Hi — In only a few days, you’ll have your copy of FOOL OF MAIN BEACH in your hands. You can preorder it now HERE. I thought you might enjoy a few random facts related to this book —

  1. 1. Main Beach is the central beach in Laguna Beach, CA. On the seawall beside the sand, years who, someone painted “The Handmaid’s Tale Was Right”. I never pass the beach without thinking of that sign.
  2. 2. The title of the book, Fool of Main Beach, helped suggest the story. I liked the idea of including Fool in my naming convention, which includes Knight, Knave, Prince, and Lord. When i thought of Fool it suggested a character that people might underestimate and think was slow or even stupid. My hero Tom grew out of that idea.
  3. I knew i wanted a story for Merle Justice who was a secondary character in Prince of the Playhouse. In that book there was another character who people loved and thought might end up with Merle, but when it came time to write the story, another lover stepped up.
  4. The location of Merle’s new home that Tom is helping to build in Fool of Main Beach is just a few blocks from where i lived for 28 years.
  5. If you read many of my books, you know that a lot of them include pets, most often cats. In this Love in Laguna Series, there are cats in Knight of Ocean Avenue, Prince of the Playhouse, and Lord of a Thousand Steps. In real life, however, i have a dog and i decided it was time that the canines got their due. Tom and his beloved dogs more than make up for any previous underrepresentation by man’s best friend.

Fool of Main Beach is a favorite book of mine — and i hope it will be of yours also. Read an except HERE. And you can preorder now.

Cover Catharsis! CATACLYSMIC SHIFT by Tara Lain #witches #gayromance

 

Cat or man? Duty or love? 
Who prevails after the great cataclysmic shift?Check out the brand new cover for the 2nd Edition of CATACLYSMIC SHIFT!

 

Cataclysmic Shift
(The Aloysius Tales Series, Bk #3)
by Tara Lain
Blurb:
Super cat, Aloysius, may be the most powerful witch’s familiar in the world, but when he takes a blast at the hand of an evil witch he loses it all — power, memory, and his feline form — to become the ethereal human beauty, Alain Bellarose. When Alain wakes up naked on the floor surrounded by dogs and cats, his eyes first set upon Luke Elliott, the handsome and mysterious veterinarian. Suddenly, the prospect of being human doesn’t seem so bad.
Luke has a lot to hide and he likes animals way more than people, but he can’t resist the flamboyant boy who washes his face with the side of his hand and tries to lick his own privates! The loss of Aloysius depletes the power of the Witch Master, Killian Barth, and that of his “secret weapon” Sammy and leaves their coven sitting ducks for two very nasty females. When Alain discovers that he’s really a powerful cat, he’s faced with the ultimate choice. To protect his community, or stay with the man he loves.
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Also available in paperback
 
Release Date: 
September 13th 2017 
Excerpts

 

Quiet. He opened his eyes. Dark. His back hurt. It was sorely
cramped in here.
He pushed some towels aside and
scooted closer to the door. Quietly, he pulled the lever down and opened the
door a crack. Nobody. Good. He pushed
it farther and looked into that plastic-and-metal room.
Odd. He recognized all the things
in this room—an examining table of some kind, chairs, paper towels—but not what
the room was for. He stepped out into the dim glow coming in from a streetlight
outside the window.
He padded softly across the room
and peered out into a short hall, also dark and quiet. To the left, the hall
ended at a door. Light came from under it and a low noise, like maybe music or
voices. Someone must be in there. To the right were several more doors. He went
right.
Hmmm. Restroom. He opened the door. It was very dark, but his eyes
seemed good. He looked in. A mirror on the opposite wall reflected the dim
light of the hall and what must be… him. He stepped closer and peered at his
reflection.
He closed the door. Until he knew
his situation, best not to alert anyone. He ran his hand on the wall and
flipped on the switch. Light blazed harshly in the tiny room. Holy gods.
He stared. Huge eyes, bluer than
blue, stared back at him, surrounded by hair—long black hair down to his back.
He turned and looked. The middle of his back. And pale skin. That was him.
Truly?
What had he expected?
Not sure, but not this… boy.
He looked down at his bare body.
Boy. Or man, for certain. His eyes widened. And quite a man. Look at those couilles.
But not just man. He cocked his
head. Hu-man.
Now why was that strange?
He shook his head. This was so
peculiar. He wasn’t afraid, exactly, but he didn’t feel at home in this skin.
He shivered. There were important things he was forgetting, and he must
remember them. He took a deep breath. Lives might depend on it.
He flipped off the light. The
dark felt more comfortable. What should he do? That was the frightening part.
He didn’t know. Not an idea where he should go, and yet he felt certain he had
a purpose he must fulfill.
There was a person out there.
Should he go speak to them? He peeked down at his lean body. Probably not like
this. Humans were strange about nudity and such things. Wait. He was human,
wasn’t he? This was very confusing.

 

 

Blaine stroked the silky black
fur and looked up at Killian with pleading eyes. “Okay, baby, do your stuff.
Make him well.”
Killian took a breath. He placed
both hands on the slim body. Only a small spark of life force pulsed, but it
was steady. Thank gods. “He took a
strong hit. Those females are very powerful.” Sadly, without Aloysius, Killian
was less so.
With focus, he ran a ripple of
energy into the cat. “Come on, guy.” The strong heart beat faster, but his eyes
didn’t open. Al was a mighty creature. Even that huge hit shouldn’t have been
able to keep him down.
Another stream of energy flowed
from Killian’s hands and his mind.
Blaine frowned. “Why isn’t he
waking up?”
“I don’t know, darling.” Killian
closed his eyes and focused on the still point that was Aloysiusness. Odd.
Somehow changed. Oh gods. Al had to
be okay. The world’s most powerful familiar could not be put down. He couldn’t
be.
“My God, Professor. What happened
to your cat?”
Killian’s eyes flew open. Hells,
he’d forgotten where they were. The next class was coming in. He looked up at
the girl who often sat in the front row of his witchcraft class. “Hello, Miss
Eberle. He fell and got injured. He’s alive but unconscious.”
She knelt down, her pretty face a
study in sympathy. “Oh no, he’s such a wonderful cat. He has to be okay.”
“Yes, he does have to be okay.
Dr. Genneau and I are going to take good care of him.”
She looked up with tears
glistening. “Take him to the vet right away.”
“Uh, yes. Yes, we will.” He
reached down and carefully picked up Al’s limp body. Blaine huddled beside him,
and they started walking toward the side door where Blaine had come in.
Students gathered around and murmured their hopes and wishes. Funny, that was
what some of them called him—Mr. Wishes. Al was a very popular cat at the
university.
Moving slowly, they finally got
to Killian’s car in the back lot. Thank gods he hadn’t brought the motorcycle
today. Blaine climbed into the passenger seat, and Killian laid Aloysius on his
lap. Tears dripped off Blaine’s chin. Not much made Blaine cry.
Killian petted Blaine’s head and
then Al’s soft side. He knelt beside the car and laid his head on Blaine’s leg,
beside the cat. “He’s alive. And he’s so powerful, Blaine. He has to be all right.”
But what in the hells to do?
Blaine wiped a tear from his
cheek. “That girl had an idea. He’s a cat. Maybe we should take him to a vet?”
Killian raised his head. “But
he’s not a cat.”
“He has a cat’s body. There’s a
guy in my men’s group who’s a vet. Young, but he seems real capable and
compassionate. I could call him.”
Killian’s eyes widened. “Take a
witch’s familiar to a vet?”

 

The Aloysius Tales Series
 
Book #1
Spell Cat
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Bk #2

 

Brush With Catastrophe 
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Grab the first two books in the series and get all caught up!
About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in gay romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 40. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, Best Romantic Suspense, and more. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!
You can find Tara at Lain
                

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Endings – They Make the Book and the Movie. Top 10! #bestmovieendings

Hi. I’ll bet you agree that if a book has a great beginning, we’ll read that book. If it has a great ending, we’ll read the author’s next book. I love writing endings and my readers tell me they like them. I write VERY happy ever afters as a general rule. Many of my books even have a wedding.

Because i love great story endings, I enjoyed this video of the Top 10 Best Romance Endings. Many of these are bittersweet or even sad, which i can appreciate — but never write. See if you agree with this list of the best movie endings for a romance.

My new book, Fool of Main Beach, is coming in a couple weeks and is available for preorder now. It’s already on the bestseller lists! If you’d like to read an excerpt or know more, click HERE.