Book Blast! BRUSH WITH CATASTROPHE Released!! #TaraLain #Paranormalromance

The updated 2nd Edition of BRUSH WITH CATASTROPHE is here!!!

Hi and welcome to the re-release of my paranormal romance, Brush with Catastrophe! This is the second book in the Aloysius Tales after Spell Cat . It’s a friends to lover story about a young witch who falls for his best friend and thinks he’s –human! He also has to save the world — with a paintbrush and a cat!! Be sure to enter to WIN!! Keep reding.

At night, he paints. In a world where the supernaturals can bring down lightning and manifest wealth, Sammy can paint. What happens when a witch’s “prophetic” paintings always come true and his latest painting is of the human he has a crush on? The answer? Magic!
Brush With Catastrophe 
(The Aloysius Tales Series, #2) 
By Tara Lain

Sammy Raphael is a crappy witch, and on top of that, he can’t seem to get a boyfriend. Where other supernaturals can bring down lightning and manifest wealth, Sammy can paint. Granted, the “prophetic” paintings he creates at night always come true, but they never predict anything important. Sammy feels like a total loser with a worthless ability.
One night he paints a gorgeous guy who turns out to be his secret crush, the human Ryder, but Ryder’s changed so much he’s almost unrecognizably beautiful. Then Sammy paints an angel who turns out to be a witch. But is that witch also a devil—a devil who can bring down Sammy’s whole community and everyone he loves? And why the hell does Ryder keep changing? Aloysius, the black cat familiar, always backs a winner. So why is he backing Sammy?
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“Hey, have you seen any new guys
around? Really handsome. Tall with long hair.”
Chen started to laugh. “You have
been out of it, haven’t you?”
Sammy stared at his friend. “What
do you mean?”
“Speak of the devil.” Chen nodded
down the sidewalk.
Sammy turned. Coming toward him,
smiling exactly like the painting, was a guy. Mr. Gorgeous. In the painting
he’d been tall and lean, but in motion his walk was like music in human form.
His baggy jeans tightened over hard thighs as he moved, and they outlined a
package that looked better than a birthday present to Sammy. How-dy.
The guy waved. “Hey, Sam. Hi,
The painting guy got closer, and
the wind caught the nearly shoulder-length hair and tossed it back from his
perfect face. Ears! Pointed ears. Only one guy had ’em. “Alvish?” It couldn’t
be. But those ears didn’t lie.
Alvish, the BFF who only two
months before had been inches shorter than Sammy, now looked down on him by an
inch or more. “Hi, guys. How was summer?”
Sammy knew his mouth was hanging
open. “Summer, hells! What happened to you?”
Alvish shrugged, flexing his
muscular shoulders. “I kind of had a growth spurt.”
That was an understatement. “I
didn’t recognize you. I mean, aren’t you twenty? Who grows that much at twenty?
You only came up to my chin last semester. And”—Sammy waved at the masterpiece
in front of him—“and weren’t your eyes brown?”
Alvish smiled. “I know. Weird,
No damned fair. Sammy had fought
his attraction to his friend every day of their acquaintance, but Alvish used
to be a skinny, short guy with big, pointed ears. Hence the nickname. Now Sammy
wanted to start at Alvish’s toes and lick his way to the tops of those ears in
one huge orgy of oral gratification. This new Alvish was so hot Sammy held his
art case in front of his crotch, trying not to spill the beans… or whatever
else was inclined to spill. And this transformation was also damned strange.
Sammy started to walk toward
class again. He needed to get his brush in his hand and forget everything for
an hour. Alvish and Chen fell in beside him. Chen was in his class. The guy
loved to paint, even if his life was planned around numbers. Alvish studied
history and was Dr. Barth’s fair-haired boy. But the history building was on
the way to the art department so he hung with them.
Chen looked past Sammy toward
Alvish. “So, Alvish, what did it feel like growing so fast? Even your hair
grew, man.”
“It was interesting. Hey, could I
ask you guys a favor? I guess I never told you. I don’t much like the name
Alvin. And since I kind of grew into my ears, I thought I might change to my
middle name. Would that be okay?”
Chen shrugged. “Sure. It’ll be
tough to get used to, but I can try. What’s the name?”
Sammy stopped. Bloody fucking hells. Pictures of the
new, improved Alvish riding his ass with what was likely his new and improved
cock almost sent Sammy into an orgasm.
Alvish call-me-Ryder looked at
him. “You all right?”
Sammy started to walk again.
“Sure. I thought of something I need to do later.” That would be to get away
from this dream walking, can’t-ever-have-him friend before he blew in his



cocked his head. “You’re so talented.”
Sammy’s heart had to slow down, or he’d pass out. “Thanks. That means a lot.”
looked up with a soft expression. “You mean coming from a dumb historian who
doesn’t know a palette knife from a fork?”
I mean coming from you. My friend.”
go out with Lucien, Sammy.”
What the fuck? “Why? Come on, Ryder. Sure, I don’t have a
background check on him, but I probably know as much about him as I do you.”
looked at his feet. “Point taken.” The green eyes flashed up. “But I think he’s
cheating on you.”
walked over to the kitchen counter, picked up a glass, filled it from the faucet,
and drank.
wanted to beat him over the head. “Come on. Tell me what you mean. Stop
can’t prove it, but I’ve talked to a couple of people who seem to have a
relationship with him and seem to think they are somehow special to him.”
couldn’t catch his breath. “Well, we’re not exclusive or anything. I don’t have
any claims on him.”
scratched Al, who was purring so loudly that Sammy could hear it clearly. “Is
that true? Or has he implied that you’re his boyfriend?”
think you deserve better, Sams. I think you can do better.”
Well, shit! Sammy threw up his hands. “That’s real easy to say
when you have an unlimited supply of tits to drool over.” Sammy crossed his
arms. Maybe they’d protect his heart. “I haven’t had a real boyfriend in over a
year, and even that one wasn’t serious. I’m lonely, damn it. I want to be with
someone, and Lucien is smart and funny and charming, and he seems to like me a
lot.” He spread his arms wide. “Is that so unbelievable? That a gorgeous guy
like that could actually go for a skinny scarecrow like me?” He could feel his
ears getting hot, and hurt stored over years poured out of him. “Maybe that’s
why you think he’s cheating. You can’t believe he could want me!”
stared at him, his eyes shiny. “That’s not true. I’d never feel that way. I
think anyone with a brain would want you.”
there must be a lot of dumb people!” Sammy’s breath came hard. Shit, he was
attacking his best friend. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. I know you don’t think
that.” He ran a hand through his hair. He probably really looked like that
scarecrow now. “Look, he’s going to be here soon. I promise I’ll ask him. I
will. Okay?”
frowned. “I’m worried about you.”
know. I don’t understand why, but I know you are. I’ll talk to him.”
better go unless you want to ask him yourself.”
I’ll go.” Ryder walked to the door and turned. He extricated Al from his neck
and handed him to Sammy. “I care what happens to you. I care…. I wish…. Hell,
be careful.” He opened the door and walked out, then closed the door behind
collapsed onto the couch, still holding Al against his chest, and threw his
head back. “Why the fuck does this have to be so hard? Why can’t I just have a boyfriend?”



The Aloysius Tales Series


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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


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Dancers and Witches Win, Cowboys Runner Up in #LRC Awards! #gayromance

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Thank you to all who voted in the Love Romances Cafe Best of 2016 Awards. I was honored to be nominated in 4 categories and, guess what? I won or placed in every category!!





Death Dancer WON for Best Mystery/Suspense. The funny part is that JD Robb took third. LOL




Spell Cat WON for for Best Paranormal




Cowboys Don’t Come Out was Runner Up for Best Western/Cowboy




And i was a Runner Up for Best Author of the Year.




Thank you to all my readers who voted! I so appreciate your support. Thank you also for stopping by.  : )

100 Years of Men’s Underwear! You’ll Thank Me.

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Sometimes a girl just has to blog about gratuitous eye candy. This is one of those times. Below you’ll find 100 Years of Men’s Underwear. This post has no redeeming social significance. Isn’t that great? LOL. Thanks for coming by. I have new books all over the place —

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deathdancer_9781786515179_800Death Dancer — Currently available in limited release. General release is Nov 29th




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And now, here is your 100 Years of Men’s Underwear. Enjoy!

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Top Movie Meet Cutes! Authors Take Notes.

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Movie Meet Cutes! Romance authors are always trying to come up with cool new ways for their characters to meet. In my current work in progress, one hero saves the other from being beaten up on the beach. Two of my romantic heroes meet underwater and fight over an octopus, while in my current release, SPELL CAT, one hero asks the other for directions.

In this video, they explore the Top 10 “Meet Cutes” in the movies. I think they pick some great ones, but miss the first time Baby meets Johnny in Dirty Dancing or the first searing look between Hawkeye and Cora in Last of the Mohicans — of course the latter isn’t a romance or comedy per se, so i guess it might be disqualified.

Take a look at the list and see what you think. Do you agree?

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QUICK! 30% OFF on Cowboys and Witches by Tara Lain!

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Cowboys Don’t Come Out is available HERE.

Spell Cat you can buy HERE

Both books are only $4.89.

Of course, all the other books in the whole store are also on sale! Here’s a link to all my books at Dreamspinner HERE.

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spellcat400x600Hi!! I just want to remind you that the SPELL CAT Blog Tour is going on NOW and there are still a few days to enter to WIN an Amazon $15 GC! Just click HERE and enter on the Rafflecopter. While you’re at it, check out the excerpts from my newest re-release, Spell Cat, the first book in The Aloysius Tales. This book gets my witchy world off the ground, letting you in on some of the rules.

Here’s a teeny excerpt from Spell Cat exclusively for you —

“Witches burned at the stake!” Killian Barth looked out over the eager students who crowded the lecture hall. Okay, that got their attention. Nearly one hundred pairs of young, bright eyes stared at his face. “No one is certain how many people, mostly female, were murdered during the three-plus centuries of the witch trials that we’ll be covering in this course.”

“Jeez.” The soft voice came from somewhere near the front.

“Jeez, indeed. Sadly, they were all murdered in the name of God.”

The girl shuddered. Good for her. This might be one of the most popular classes at the university, but all his students had different reasons for being here. Some were serious historians; others were looking for titillation or an easy A. Then there were the girls who wanted to marry him or at least fuck him. What had the girl said? Jeez.

Marriage was a particularly sore subject at the moment.


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SPELL CAT is Released! Witchy Romance from Tara Lain

Hi and welcome! I’m happy to say, SPELL CAT is Released! Actually this is a re-published novel and the first in a series of three romances about witches in New York. Keep reading for some excerpts and be sure to enter on the Rafflecopter below!!

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Spell Cat
by Tara Lain 
When Killian Barth, history professor, meets Blaine Genneau, quantum physicist, they ignite their own big bang. But Killian can’t pursue a physics professor—or a human. As the most powerful male witch in ten generations, Killian must bolster his dying race by reproducing—despite the fact that he’s gay.
Even a fling with Blaine is out of the question, because Killian has been told sex with humans drains his power. But if that’s true, why can young human Jimmy Janx dissolve spoons with the power of his mind? If Killian can sort through the lies he’s been fed, he’ll still face his biggest obstacle — convincing rational scientist Blaine to believe in magic.
With his ancient and powerful cat familiar, Aloysius, on his shoulder, Killian brings the lightning against deceit and greed to save Blaine from danger and prove love is the greatest power of them all.
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He looked around and spotted the City Hall building a
block away. That’s right; there’s a park
. He walked toward it, moving past the tall buildings and
late-afternoon pedestrians. Inside the park, he stopped. Blaine sat on a park
bench. Killian just wanted to stare at him. So beautiful. Not that perfect kind
of beautiful like Moran. Blaine looked… what? Smart as hell, yes. Free,
self-actuating, brave. That was a kind of beauty no picture-perfection could
match. Oh gods, I love the way the
black-rimmed glasses sit on his high-bridged nose.
Blaine looked up as if he’d felt Killian staring at him.
Goal achieved. He looked entranced without benefit of spells.
Killian paused. It wasn’t without benefit of spells. The
man was righteously bespelled. He took a breath. But at least he had Blaine for
He walked toward Blaine, putting a little extra sway in
his walk.
The green eyes shone. “You look beautiful.”
Killian smiled. “Thank you. I wanted to be fitting of
your surprise, whatever it may be. You look pretty yummy yourself.” It was
true. Blaine was usually very casual, but he’d made an extra effort today.
Freshly washed jeans, a white shirt, and a dark sport coat. What was the
Blaine looked up at Killian’s shoulder. “Hi, Al. Good to
see you, buddy.”
Blaine glanced at his watch. Hmm. Was he taking Killian to a show? Maybe he had a restaurant
reservation. He patted the bench. “Come sit down.”
Killian sat. Curiosity gnawed. He glanced around the park
for a clue. “I hardly ever come here. I forget what a great building the City
Hall is.” He looked at Blaine. “Are we going on a tour?”
“Not exactly, but there is another building I want to
show you, I hope in a few minutes.” Blaine’s eyes crinkled. He looked like he
wanted to laugh.
“What’s going on? What’s the surprise?” Why did he feel
anxious? Aloysius began to purr.
Blaine giggled. Giggled?
“I’m so bad at secrets.” Al’s purr got louder. Blaine reached in
his pocket. Oh, Killian had an odd feeling.
Blaine pulled a box out of his pocket. Oh gods. He couldn’t breathe. Blaine
opened the box, revealing the most beautiful antique gold and sapphire ring. He
looked up at Killian. “I love you. I know it seems fast, but I think you feel
it too. I’d like to walk you over to the marriage license office this afternoon
and apply. Will you marry me?”
Killian couldn’t breathe or speak—he just stared at the
ring. His life passed before his eyes. Every dream and barely acknowledged
wish. Every lonely moment’s ache of longing. It lay there in that box. Tears
pushed behind his eyes. He had to say yes. In all his life, no matter how long
he lived, there would never be another moment like this. There would never be
another Blaine. He looked up. “I can’t.”
A crease pushed between Blaine’s eyebrows. “You told me
you weren’t going to marry her.”
“I’m not. Though I haven’t told the family yet.”
“So tell them you’re marrying me instead.”
“I can’t. You’re the most wonderful thing I’ve ever
known, and that’s the most beautiful ring on earth. But I can’t.” And that was
it. If his heart had one tiny sliver still intact, it broke.
Blaine took Killian’s hand, wringing it tight. “Why? Tell
Killian sighed. So his hope to have this magic in his
life just a little longer was over. “Because you don’t love me, really.”
“What the hell?”
“It won’t last, and soon you’ll be glad you dodged this
“Bullshit! I’m a grown man, and I know how I feel.”
Blaine glanced around at the few passersby and lowered his voice. “How can you
believe that idiocy?”
“Because it’s true.” Aloysius bit Killian’s ear. “Ow.
Dammit, Al.” He pushed the cat onto the bench.
“At least Al’s on my side.” Blaine took a deep breath and
let it out slowly. “Sweetheart, I know you’ve been sheltered and never allowed
to explore your feelings for a man. It makes sense that you’d be nervous. Maybe
expect me to leave like your father did. But I love you, and I want to be with
you for the rest of our lives.”
Killian stared at his hands. “It can’t happen. You won’t
love me much longer. Maybe days are all we have left. It’s different for
“What’s different? Killian, you’re not making sense.”
It seemed there was only one way to persuade him. He
looked up into those confused and beloved green eyes. “The spell is different.”
“What do you mean ‘spell’?”
Killian sat up straight. “I mean the witch’s spell I cast
on you to make you love me. And Aloysius helped.” The cat hissed. “Get over it,
Al.” He looked back at his hands. The hands Blaine was no longer holding. “The
witch’s spell that is right now running out. Though in my defense, I had no
idea you would be the target of the spell. If I could have taken it back, had
you love me in truth, I would have done it a thousand times. If I could stop
being a witch so you could love me, I’d do it in a heartbeat. None of those
things are possible, even for me.” He looked up. Blaine—the human—stared at him
with wide eyes.
“You’re a witch?”




Blaine was standing at the end of the counter a few feet
away, staring at Killian.
How long could a witch live with his heart stopped?
Oh gods. He
understood. Heat. The way he felt this moment dwarfed every emotion he’d had
with Moran by a thousand. A million. The chasm between indifference and…
passion. His heart beat fast, his breath caught in his chest, and his eyes
never wanted to look on another sight, just Blaine.
He ought to run, but whether away or straight to Blaine,
he wasn’t sure.
Blaine seemed to catch the welcome in that meow. He
smiled and took a step closer. “Hi, Al. Good to see you, buddy.”
Aloysius unwrapped himself from Killian’s neck, did one
bound off the tabletop, and launched himself into Blaine’s waiting arms. Oh
Powers, would that Killian could do the same. He actually had to hold himself
still, or he knew he’d follow the cat.
Blaine petted Al as the cat did his imitation of a moving
fur coat, purring so loudly Killian could hear him, even a few feet away. “You
seem happy to see me, anyway.” He looked up. “Are you happy to see me,
Killian nodded. Correction—his head nodded. He had no
power over it.
Blaine walked even closer. “Could I have lunch with you?
Talk to you?”
The head nodded again.
The human slipped into the chair beside Killian. Sweet
Powers, he smelled so wonderful. That sweet and spice together.
“This sure is one great cat. Where did you get him?”
Killian cleared his throat. “Gift, uh, a gift from my mother.”
Blaine chucked Al under the chin, and the cat let him.
“My mother hates cats.” He looked up, and Killian swam into the pools of deep
green. “Of course, my mother hates me, so she’s not likely to give me the time
of day, much less a pet.”
“Surely not.”
He grinned. “That she hates me? Oh yeah. I keep defying
her by choosing to be gay when her preacher has clearly cleansed me of this
delusion at least ten times, so she washed her hands of me.”
“But you didn’t choose—Oh, you’re joking.”
Blaine’s grin faded. “I wish it were a joke. Then a lot
of beaten-up, confused kids would have parents who loved and understood them.”
There were worse things than having a manipulative witch
for a mother. “I’m so sorry, Blaine. I didn’t mean it like that.”
Blaine smiled. “I never thought you were making fun. I
just have a weird sense of humor sometimes.”
Then he did it. He put his hand on Killian’s arm. Such a
simple gesture. Flash! Heat blazed in
Killian’s head, and hot steel filled his cock. Blaine started and pulled his
hand away. Those green eyes widened, and he stared at Killian like he was
either the answer to a dream or a cobra, and Blaine wasn’t sure which. “Holy
Killian tried to make sense of his brain synapses and
grasped at the first thought. “Uh, food—did you want food?”
Blaine leaned over and whispered in his ear. “I want to
eat with you and talk to you and sleep with you and take you home with me. But
right now I want to make love to you so badly I’m having trouble focusing.”
There was that head nod again. Where the fuck did that
come from?
“Does that mean you want to make love to me too?”
Killian stared at Blaine, the human physics professor
whose simplest touch could drain a witch’s power until his own mother didn’t
know him and his people couldn’t benefit from his great sperm and—and all that
dogma. The answer was yes. He did want to make love to Blaine. He wanted it
more than anything. The evil witch voice piped up in his head. Yep, these humans are tempting. That’s how
the witch race got so depleted
. He was the strongest male witch in ten
generations. That had to be worth something. He’d never had a really satisfying
relationship with a man, even for a short time. He wanted one. Didn’t he
deserve just a little happiness before he gave his life for his people? He’d
tried it the right way, the witch-stamp-of-approval way, and nearly got his
back broken for his trouble.
Blaine was staring at Killian like he was in suspended
animation; only the fingertips that scratched Al’s head moved. There. That was
it. Blaine had the best possible credentials. Aloysius, who was no dumb cat,
adored the human… and so did Killian. Just that simple. He didn’t care if he
rotted in witch oblivion, or if he lost some of his fabled power. How much
damage could he do in such a little while? “Yes.”
Blaine came to life. “Excuse me?”
“Yes. Please take me home with you.” He swallowed. “And
all those other things.”
Blaine’s smile lit like a midwinter bonfire.
“Mwrarrrrr, mrrrrrwarrrr, mrrrrwarrrr.”


The bloody cat was singing while he slithered around
Blaine’s neck in some happy dance known only to strange and powerful blue-eyed





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


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Today is National Cat Day! Meeeeow! Spell Cat is Coming!

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My most popular contemporary novel, Knight of Ocean Avenue, has two fabulous cats, Clancy and Yerby, who my hero Billy calls his gay cats. One is orange and one is black, so Billy says they curl together in perpetual Halloween. In my newest novel, Lord of a Thousand Steps, the huge white cat, Anderson Cooper, is an amazing character who propels a lot of the action.

PackorthePanther[The]LGOne of my favorite cat characters is panther shifter, Paris Marketo, in The Pack or the Panther. In his human form, Paris is so catlike that people who don’t like cats often don’t like him. They call him independent and selfish. Hmm. does that sound like a cat you know?

So happy National Cat Day, my friends! Here are some wonder kitties for your celebration!  (And if you’d like to pre-order Spell Cat, you can get it HERE and you’ll be reading it on Halloween!) Thank you for coming by!!5c862fe0c3691ca366b5a978a05efa8d 4749779cc00706062f53c5b6e27ef54f 10404481_10152424805408197_5577960913473548258_n 10552592_10152406144158197_4264127272478681060_n

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Top 10 Sexiest Villains

Hi!  Some of my books have villains and a number of them are kind of hot, but this list of the Top 10 Sexiest Villains really does the job. I must confess to loving Loki more than Thor. How about you?  Check out this list and see who you would add. :  )

Thank you for coming by! Speaking of Villains, check out my upcoming release, SPELL CAT for some villainous action. See an excerpt HERE.