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New Release

Available now… Demon or Angel from Lynn Michaels

The start of an epic new series.

WAR IS COMING… the angels of Osestra and the demons of Exilum are preparing for the final battle to be played out in Manna, the human realm,

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and one young man is caught in the middle.

Vern Swain may be the key to everything.Vern is a country boy dreaming of seeing his name up in lights. He runs away to become a star. His journey is just beginning, but it takes him in unusual directions…right in the path of his guardian demon.

Teague, son of Xaphan is a demon of Exilum charged with ruining Vern’s

life, but he just can’t do it. He’s confronted by his family, and forced to choose sides.

War is coming, but who’s fighting for Manna?

Are you #TeamVern

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What would his father do to him? He’d had an easy life for a demon. Protected by the rank he’d been assigned at birth. But his life and prestige could all change in a minute if they thought he’d betrayed them. And the Seers would know, wouldn’t they? They would. Probably already did. Even if Teague wasn’t blindly loyal, knowing the Seers checked up on him should be enough to get him to act against Vern.

But it wasn’t.

Teague stopped walking and turned around. Vern seemed too close. Where was he?

Teague jerked back. Vern stood there, right in front of him, not even a foot away. He could have reached out and grabbed him.

“Oh-my-God. Oh, Lord. Oh!” Vern dropped to his knees. His bags fell to the ground beside him.

Without realizing it, Teague had let his Manna form slip, transforming closer to his true form that leaned toward invisible iridescence in this realm. He still held his human-like shape, and he was mostly solid, but his great feathered wings spread out behind him, and he glowed, his skin giving off a golden hue. He could imagine what Vern thought, seeing him caught in between. Teague was going to be in so much trouble. “Get up, Vern.”

“I’m yours.” He bowed forward, stretching his hands in front of him.

“I’m nothing to worship.”

“You’re an angel. I’m not worthy,” Vern said into the ground.

“I’m not. Come on. Get up. I’m not an angel.” He toned down the glow-show, so Vern could see him better.

Vern looked up at him. “You look like one.”

“How the hell would you know?”

Vern sat up, feet tucked under him. “You don’t sound like one.”

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Praise for Demon or Angel

What an Epic Read!
“Do you remember that first book that took you to another place? Remember that feeling when you finished? I do and with this one I got that experience again. It was so easy to get lost in the world…”
Denise GremoryKohta

Lynn Michaels Has Another Winner
“Talk about starting on a high note, this is a great series opener. Vern and Teague were such likable and engaging characters, the cherry on top is that they are surrounded by an amazing cast of secondary characters. As soon as I finished I was ready for the next book in the series, this is keeper-shelf material for sure.”
Joscelyn Smith

Get on #TeamVern
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Bradley Parker has waited twenty years for Mr. Right, and on Valentine’s Day, he finally finds him. It’s love at first sight, and Brad even loses his virginity to the man of his dreams. But when he wakes up the next morning unable to remember anything—even what the man looked like—his best friend, Leslie, is convinced he imagined the whole thing. Brad knows he didn’t make up the best night of his life, but he has no idea of the danger he’s putting himself in as he struggles to recall the details of his perfect man. His search may lead him to parts of New York City he never dreamed existed and a war being waged in the shadows.

Second Edition – Previously published as Sid Love’s Holding on to Hope.


“Okay, remember how I said it is huge?” Brad finally spoke, and Leslie nodded her head to let him know she was all ears. “Well, it is. Last night, something happened, something unimaginable… beyond any of my wildest dreams. I never thought….”

“Brad.” Leslie yawned. “To the point, please. I don’t have all day.”

“Okay, all right! What happened is….” He paused, plastering a big grin on his face. She tried very hard not to roll her eyes, letting him tell her at his own pace. “Last night, my dear, I finally got laid!”

When he broke the news to her, Leslie’s subsequent yawn was cut short by the initial shock she went through. Her body jerked forward, now fully awakened. There wasn’t any amount of caffeine that would have made her feel as lively as she felt at that moment.

This was definitely huge, and not just for Brad. Over the years, Leslie had constantly tried and consequently failed in hooking him up with several guys. Bradley Joseph Parker had the arrogance of a drag queen, she thought. He was too picky when it came to dating and relationships; never wishing to settle for anything less. He dreamt of a guy whose mere presence would take his breath away, who would be so handsome that every girl and every gay guy in the world would yearn to have him in their lives. “Such a guy would only belong to me, holding my hand in a roomful of envious people,” he would say with a smirk. “I would look around and say to them ‘Suck it up, bitches! He is mine!’”

Brad had wasted years with these stupid fantasies, and he had remained a virgin. So Leslie never thought the day would come when Brad’s whining would ever end.

But it had. And Leslie thought she would faint, even with the adrenaline rushing through her veins.

“Wha—?” She became aware of the fact that she had left her mouth hanging open for too long and shut it immediately. A smile crept across her lips, getting bigger by the second, and it turned into a cheek-hurting grin. “Oh my God! Shut up. Seriously?” She quickly sat up, hopping on the bed to cross her legs.

“Very seriously, Les.” Brad’s cute face beamed with wonder and excitement. Leslie couldn’t blame him. She remembered the day she had had sex for the first time, and even though it was a while back, she couldn’t forget the bliss she’d felt after finally losing her virginity or the hunger she felt for getting some more. Leslie was ready to bet that Brad was experiencing similar whirls of emotions in him.

“Last night, on Valentine’s Day…?” she asked.

Brad gave a nod. “On Valentine’s Day.”

“That’s so funny.” Leslie laughed out loud. Even though Valentine’s Day never meant anything to her, something this huge happening to her best friend did force her to consider it a special day. “Okay, you have to tell me everything, dude! Don’t leave out a single detail. I don’t care if it’s too much information. I just have to know. How long has this been going on between you two?”

Brad laughed. “Not too long. I just met him yesterday.”

“And you slept with him already?” Leslie’s mind was drawing up the picture of the perfect guy in her imagination, a guy who had managed to entice someone like Brad in such a short time. She was sure he would be down-to-earth, with an impeccably charming personality. “Way to go! I won’t deny it; I like the spontaneous Brad. Who is this guy, by the way? Do I know him?”

“No, you don’t.” His smile wavered a bit.

“Well, what’s his name?”

Leslie watched him hesitate for a moment. “I… don’t know.”

It took her by surprise.

“I think my devilish side just had a mind-blowing orgasm. You not only have sex with a guy for the first time, but you are also telling me it was simply a one-night stand?” She put her hand over her heart and mockingly said, “Mama Les is so proud of her boy!”

“But Les,” he knitted his eyebrows together as he stood up and came over to sit by her side. He took hold of Leslie’s hand, and she felt his grip tightening when he said, “It wasn’t a one-night stand. Definitely not, uh-uh.” He shook his head, and she immediately wondered if he was trying to convince her or himself. “It was special to me, and I could tell it was special for him too. Why else would he go to extremes to make that night an unforgettable memory? He lit up hundreds of scented candles in the room for me, and there were rose petals all over the bed where we did it.” Leslie didn’t miss the blush forming on his face again as he spoke. “There was champagne, sweet music, and he was a perfect gentleman. He kept asking me if I was sure about this.”

“WOW! Sounds utterly cheesy to me….” Leslie said, although she was quite impressed by all of it and maybe a bit jealous too.

Brad let go of her hand and sighed. “It was damn romantic.”

Leslie moved her gaze around the dorm room, scrutinizing it. “I am guessing it wasn’t here you did it then?” She inquired, turning to face him and watched him slowly crossing his legs like she had.

“No, he took me to his place.” Brad had his mouth open to probably add something more, but he stopped abruptly, scrunched his nose up, and glanced at her with some doubt. “I think it was his place… I don’t know. Where else would he take me?”

Leslie noticed uncertainty, even when he shrugged. What Brad was saying didn’t make any sense to her. “The champagne! Did you have too much of it?”

He frowned. “God, no! Why would I want to give him the impression I’m an idiotic drunkard on our first meeting?”

Of course she didn’t believe him. “Right, says the one who’d put Britney Spears to shame with his underage drinking. Seriously, dude, I’ve had to pick you up in a drunken state from God knows how many parties by now. So don’t shit me by saying you didn’t have any amount of alcohol in you last night.”

Brad reddened and carefully said, “I may have had a little bit of alcohol.”

Typical. Leslie rolled her eyes. “Weren’t you at Ian’s party last night?” She tried to keep her face straight as she asked. The party he had gone to was for all the single men and ladies from their college. Leslie knew exactly how that turned out every year by the end of the night.

He gave a nod in reply.

“Well, maybe you did it at his place?”

“No, it can’t be because we were partying at a nightclub last night.”

“Since when do nightclubs allow in a bunch of twenty year-olds?” she asked, certain they must have been stopped at the door for IDs. She couldn’t say about the others, but Brad’s cute baby face did give away his age.

“They don’t, but Ian somehow knew a few guys working at this nightclub that we went to, so we were able to sneak in.” He grinned.

Leslie suddenly wished she could have joined them. “Lucky you!” Now she couldn’t wait for May to arrive; that was when she turned twenty-one. She had been planning it in her mind forever. “So you met this mysterious guy in that club?”

“Yes, I think so.” Brad chewed on his lower lip.

“Well, what did he say to you? What did he look like?”

Brad turned sorrowful. “If I only knew….” He hung his head down and began to pull on his hair. “Fuck, Les!” He yelled, then looked up, scowling at her. “I can’t seem to remember any of it. The only thing that has managed to stay stuck in my memory is the mind-blowing sex that I had with him. I even remember all the positions we did it in, and God, that guy has the stamina of a wild lion, I tell you.”


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Autism Awareness Blog Hop

This year I’m participating in the autism blog hop event. You can find the blogs here! I felt like this was an amazing cause and one I try to support regularly. AND I have a giveaway at the end of this post – so keep reading right on through….

This year’s theme is childhood toys. I remember toys from my childhood. Legos, stuffed animals, and a rubber alligator that I really loved. Don’t judge, I live in Florida… I also remember toys my daughter had growing up. She loved this one little fairy thing that you put on a stand and it spun up in the air. It was pretty cool and glittery! But toys are sometimes more than fond memories to autistic children. They can be vital.

A good friend of mine has a son who is autistic, and we spoke recently about his experiences. Most of her sons issues were sensory, so they had a lot of toys that vibrated or played music. She said, “He loved toys that he could rock and flip his arms/hands to. If it was a vibration toy he would hold it against his face or chest to feel the motion.” He also loved toys with various textures, and he loved those holiday novelties – you know the ones…Dancing Santa or that gorilla with the big heart that danced and played music. Some children with autism prefer quiet, but her son loves noise as long as he can control it, because his preference depends on his mood.

He’s an amazing kid. He’s super smart and has a giant-sized heart. A lot of how well he’s doing is a direct result of his mom and how she’s paid attention to his needs – every detail – including his toys.

I’m so pleased to be doing this blog this year for my friend, her son, and so many others.

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What’s new from Lynn Michaels?

WAR IS COMING… the angels of Osestra and the demons of Exilum are preparing for the final battle to be played out in Manna, the human realm, and one young man is caught in the middle. Vern Swain may be the key to everything…

Vern is a country boy dreaming of seeing his name up in lights. He runs away to become a star. His journey is just beginning, but it takes him in unusual directions…right in the path of his guardian demon.

Teague, son of Xaphan is a demon of Exilum charged with ruining Vern’s life, but he just can’t do it. He’s confronted by his family, and forced to choose sides.

War is coming, but who’s fighting for Manna?


You can also find the classics…

Get ready for a dirty ride…Davey McAllister knows how to take the Holeshot and he’s after the hotshot mechanic, Tyler Whitmore…

Now on KU…

Bryce is a new superstar in the Supercross 250s series & he has his eye on Tate Jordan, the outgoing 450 rider, but
will the big Apex bodyguard, Pilot, get in the way? Or can they all race together?

Christmas isn’t all race tracks and dirt bikes for Davey and Tyler…

Available on KU.

And now for the giveaway… This one’s a double-dose… Helping out Autism Awareness through the blog and through Charlie’s Project.

“Created by Charlies mom Anna, to bring awareness to autism & down syndrome on behalf of 6 year old Charlie with dual diagnosis. Our mission is to shop with a cause and make a difference.”

20% of profits go to charities & organizations like Autism Awareness.

These leggings are the super soft ones and truth here… I LIVE in them…

I’m not connected to Charlie’s project in any way, except that I purchase my leggings here and I DO have a closet-full. I like buying from places that give back & sharing that. Which is why I’m giving away a pair of Autism Awareness leggings from Charlie’s Project along with winner’s choice of any Lynn Michaels eBook.

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New from Jo Tannah…

Embracing magic is only the first step.

Before Kallen, there was Tarragon. Oryon history sees him as the first and greatest of all technomage kings. What history has forgotten, however, is that he was also the very first to partner with a symbiont.
At the age of eighteen, Tarragon becomes clan king by default. He alters the face of Oryon’s history when he fully embraces magic and emerges as the first ever technomage king. Surrounded by deadly rivals who are intent on eradicating his family, Tarragon, as the last surviving heir, needs to learn how to control his magic and how to fight. Survival is not easy, and if it means getting involved in a dangerous secret, so be it.

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Jo Tannah

About the Author

I grew up listening to folk tales my father and nannies told either to entertain us children or to send home a message. These narratives I kept with me, and finally, I wrote them down in a journal way back when I kept one. Going through junk led to a long-forgotten box, and in it was the journal. Reading the stories of romance, science fiction and horror I had taken the time to put to paper brought to light that these were tales I had never met in my readings.

The tales I write are fictional, but all of them are based on what I grew up with and still dream about. That they have an M/M twist is simply for my pleasure. And I hope, yours as well.

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Are you ready for another party?

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Love Bytes is celebrating their 6th anniversary today!

Head over and check out the games and fun – Lynn Michaels will be there at 5:30 pm Eastern US.

Other authors will be in all day today and tomorrow – so come early and come often!


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