Cat’s Meow ~~Kindle Alexander ~~ Full Domain

Title: Full Domain

Series: Nice Guys Novel #3

Author: Kindle Alexander

Genre: M/M Romance

Published: January 12, 2016

Honor, integrity, and loyalty are how Deputy US Marshal Kreed Sinacola lives his life. A former SEAL now employed by the Special Operations Group of the US Marshal Service, Kreed spent most of his life working covert operations and avoiding relationships. Never one to mix business with pleasure, his boundaries blur and his convictions are put to the test when he finally comes face-to-face with the hot computer geek he’s been partnered with. Hell-bent on closing the ongoing case for his longtime friend, he pushes past his own limits and uncovers more than he expects.

Aaron Stuart strives for one thing: justice. Young and full of idealism, his highly sought after computer skills land him a position with the National Security Agency. Aaron’s biggest hazard at his job is cramped fingers, but all that changes when he is drawn into the middle of a dangerous federal investigation. Aaron gets more than he bargained for when the FBI partners him with a handsome and tempting deputy US marshal. His attraction to the inked up, dark-haired man provides another kind of threat altogether. Aaron tries desperately to place a firewall around his heart and fight his developing feelings, knowing one misstep on his part could ultimately destroy him.

The solution isn’t as easy as solving the case, which is treacherous enough as it is. But the growing sexual attraction between them threatens to derail more than just Kreed’s personal convictions as he quickly learns temptation and matters of the heart rarely fit easily into the rules he’s lived by. Will Kreed be able to convince Aaron to open his heart and face the fact that sometimes the answers aren’t always hidden in code?

5 meows 5 purrs(so hot out may set you reader on fire)
This is book three in a series. You probably should read in order but I didn’t and it stood alone pretty well. There are lots of characters from previous books and you could tell Aaron and Kreed had been in the others as well but I enjoyed the book and didn’t have a lot of issues following the story. I do want to read the first two now.
Kreed is a big bad marshal that most men find intimidating. large, dark, mysterious and tattooed he is the kind that commands attention when walking in a room. He has a great but instinct and that is what helps him do his job so well.
Aaron is a gamer and hacker that got busted when he was young, now works for N S A to help them find holes in their security. He finds himself forced into helping Kreed with a case . He wants no part in being paired with the sexy Marshall.
I can’t get into details of the case or say much else without creating spoilers for the last books. I loved these Characters. They are both hot and have a secret past. Kreed is the epitome of the classic hero. Sexy, mysterious with a good heart. I like Aaron even better. He is also tall and dark but quirky with an outgoing, take -no-crap attitude. He wasn’t intimidated by Kreed at all. Flustered yes. The sexual dynamics between the two were scorching hot as was the actual sex.
The storyline was fast- paced and intriguing, the blend making this a can’t- stop reading story.
I highly recommend this book if you like action, suspense, angst, lawmen, computer genious, and smoking hot man-sex.
I received a copy for an honest review

Best Selling Author Kindle Alexander is an innovative writer, and a genre-crosser who writes classic fantasy, romance, suspense, and erotica in both the male/male and male/female genres. It’s always a surprise to see what’s coming next!

I live in the suburbs of Dallas where it’s true, the only thing bigger than an over active imagination, may be women’s hair!

Usually, I try for funny. Humor is a major part of my life – I love to laugh, and it seems to be the thing I do in most situations – regardless of the situation, but jokes are a tricky deal… I don’t want to offend anyone and jokes tend to offend. So instead I’m going to tell you about Kindle.

I tragically lost my sixteen year old daughter to a drunk driver. She had just been at home, it was early in the night and I heard the accident happen. I’ll never forget that moment. The sirens were immediate and something inside me just knew. I left my house, drove straight to the accident on nothing more than instinct. I got to be there when my little girl died – weirdly, I consider that a true gift from above. She didn’t have to be alone.

That time in my life was terrible. It’s everything you think it would be times about a billion. I love that kid. I loved being her mother and I loved watching her grow into this incredibly beautiful person, both inside and out. She was such a gift to me. To have it all ripped away so suddenly broke me.

Her name was Kindle. Honest to goodness – it was her name and she died a few weeks before Amazon released their brand new Kindle ereader. She had no idea it was coming out and she would have finally gotten her name on something! Try finding a ruler with the name Kindle on it.. It never happened.

Through the course of that crippling event I was lucky enough to begin to write with a dear friend in the fan fiction world of Facebook. She got me through those dark days with her unwavering support and friendship. There wasn’t a time she wasn’t there for me. Sometimes together and sometimes by myself, we built a world where Kindle lives and stands for peace, love and harmony. It’s its own kind of support group. I know without question I wouldn’t be here today without her.

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Cat’s Meow ~~Winter Special~~Snowed In By Teodora Kostova


Hi, Yall. Welcome to Cat’s Meow Reviews that Purr month of Snow special. I hope you enjoy the review and even find a book you want to read! Today’s guest is  Teodora Kostova.

Snowed In

Title:  Snowed In

Series: NA

Author: Teodora Kostova

Genre: Contemporary, Second Chances, Friends to Lovers

Length:108 pages

Publisher: Self-Published Nov 30 2015

Heat Level: Explicit

Heart Rating: ♥♥♥♥

Blurb: Be careful what you wish for…

Nate has been in love with Quinn, his brother’s best friend, for as long as he can remember. But when he finally gets the chance to show Quinn how he feels, his heart gets broken in the most unexpected way.

Second chances come when you least expect them…

Quinn doesn’t believe in miracles, especially not Christmas ones. When he decides to win Nate back, he knows it won’t be easy. The last thing he expects is a health scare, a road trip and a vicious snow storm to work in his favor.

In the end, a cabin in the woods turns out to be not only the shelter they desperately need but also Quinn’s very own Christmas miracle.

Sometimes, to forgive, you need to get snowed in.

You can buy a copy:       Amazon. com  

Review: 3 meows-4 puurs (hot sexual content)

Nate fell in love with his brother’s best friend at the tender age of 15. He was his first and only love. On a trip to the family cabin with his brother, brother’s girlfriend and Quinn, the plan for  Nate was to seduce Quinn tell him how he felt and see what happens. Quinn’s plan was to tell him how he felt but keep his distance until he could commit to him.  The attraction being too strong they wound up in bed, and Quinn snuck out without an explanation leaving Nate devasted.

Nate fell in love with his brother’s best friend at the tender age of 15. He was his first and only love. On a trip to the family cabin with his brother, brother’s girlfriend and Quinn, the plan for  Nate was to seduce Quinn tell him how he felt and see what happens. Quinn’s plan was to tell him how he felt but keep his distance until he could commit to him.  The attraction being too strong they wound up in bed, and Quinn snuck out without an explanation leaving Nate devasted.

This book had a  strong storyline with a holiday theme, friends to lovers and first love. It was also extremely hot and sexy.  I loved all the above themes and felt the story did them justice. What I didn’t like was the reason Quinn stole off in the middle of the night, though an honorable thing just wasn’t reason enough not to tell Nate the truth and avoid all this hurt.

Now having said that… the story wasn’t about that issue ( I

would have liked to have known more about that part of Quinn’s life though)it was about getting

Nate back into his life and making amends.

I think the story was great, just compacted into too few a words. I would have also liked to have known how Nate ended up in his brother’s apartment in LA and Brandon’s Girlfriend back home pregnant and Brandon and Faith not married and living together.  I think this would have made a great longer story and worth the read.

If you like friends-to-lovers, first-love, second chances, holiday story, snowstorms, and some steamy hot man-sex, this is for you.

*I won this book in a blog hop contest*


Meet Teodora Kostova: Hi, my name is Teodora, and I live in London with my husband and my son. I’ve been writing ever since I can remember, but it became my full-time job in 2010 when I decided that everything else I’ve tried bores me to death, and I have to do what I’ve always wanted to do, but never had the guts to embrace fully. I’ve been a journalist, an editor, a personal assistant and an interior designer among other things, but as soon as the novelty of the new, exciting job wears off, I always go back to writing. Being twitchy, impatient, loud and hasty are not qualities that help a writer, because I have to sit alone, preferably still, and write for most of the day, but I absolutely love it. It’s the only time that I’m truly at peace and the only thing I can do for more than ten minutes at a time – my son has a bigger attention span than me.
When I’m procrastinating, I like to go to the gym, cook Italian meals (and eat them), read, listen to rock music, watch indie movies and True Blood re-runs. Or, in the worst case scenario, get beaten at every Wii game by a very inventive kid

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More books by author:

In a Heartbeat (Heartbeat, #1)

Dance (West End #1)           

Mask (West End #2)

Snowed In

Then, Now, Forever (Heartbeat, #2)

Piece by Piece (West End #3)

Dreaming of Snow (West End #2.5)

Humanless (Humanless, #1)

Unfree (Humanless, Book 2)

Colour Me Inside (Heartbeat, #3)

#snippetsunday~~let’s lighten up our reads~~sweet romance time!


Snippet Sunday Hi, Y’all! It’s time for Snippet Sunday again. Time to start the year off on a lighthearted, funny note.  This is a story I began in fall of 2014 after a visit to my dads. I loved the delightful tourist town and decided to make my own.  Sweet Gypsy Rose was born. Then I got sidetracked along the way with sickness and lots of family issues. This year I plan to get a few stories written then decide which path to go on.  For those of you looking for a lighter, humorous story with a free-spirited female lead and a sexy banker that has no idea his potential, toss in a very hunky ex-boyfriend that won’t let go and a secret past, I present… Sweet Gypsy Rose… oh and don’t forget you cat lovers!

This is a rough draft and the only eyes on it has been mine… so remember this is a diamond in the rough.

Sweet Gypsy Rose copyright 2014

Meet Frank

I come to the coffee shop daily for three reasons. One is evident; to get a cup of coffee. The second is because my therapist recommends I do more things in public. I could live without any people at all being around but at least this shop is big enough even on a busy day that I can find a place not too close to everyone else. The third reason just walked in the door. The women with the odd name and even odder sense of style. The mere mention of her name brings a smile to my face. Trust me she is mentioned a lot in the bank that I work at.

The sight of her walking down the street makes my palms sweat, my heart beat faster and my pants get tight. I haven’t had a woman affect me like this since high school. Don’t laugh. Its true. I’m a 39 year old virgin. Don’t scoff. It’s not only that I’m waiting for my one true love, but mostly because of my OCD. I don’t care much for kissing or touching, the thought of sex makes me hyperventilate. I quit dating a few years back when my last date spread my problems allover town. My mom has been dead for years and dad died almost a year ago. My therapist suggested a clean slate and a smaller town. Her brother, Drake Harding specializes in my condition. He lives in the city about 30 miles away but has an office here in Riverton also. The bank I’m now working at is a subsidiary branch of the one I worked at back home for most of my life.
Every time I see Gypsy Rose my heart skips a beat. My new therapist Lamarr, told me I made a good choice. Of course he would know her, I think everyone in town knows her, either because she is so sweet and friendly or because it seems she’s good gossip fodder.
I catch her glimpsing at me from the baked goods she is ogling. I smile. I hope it was at least a friendly smile if not a sexy one. I have no idea how to flirt. I was going to take my coffee and paper back to the office but since she came in I decided to stay and see what happens. Then one of the reasons she is such a great topic of gossip walks in. Raymond Patterson. My heart began to ache again. He is all the womens dream. Built like a lumberjack and a handsome rugged face. I don’t stand a chance against a man like that. Especially since it seems they have been sweethearts since high-school and I think the entire town has a lottery going as to when they will get back together or married. From what I hear their last break up was not long after I came to town. My hands begin to itch, and my is breathing getting tight, instead of running for the door I take my coffee, find a table in the back and try to calm down. I’m glad I have an appointment with LaMarr this afternoon. He will be proud of me. I hope.

 I hope you like my new characters. Next week I may try to find something about Ray, which Frank mentioned.

If you missed meeting Gypsy Rose week 1, you can catch up here.

If you are in the mood for more fun snippets, and would like a peek at Roster Addition, A Wildcats novella this is for all you Derrick and Viekko fans..) skate on over to visit V. L. Locey.



Hi Y’all. Welcome back! This week has been hectic and I haven’t gotten to experiment with the quinoa like I said I was. I am still at my friends house. I introduced plain, baked sweet potatoes to her husband and he loved it.  I found a box of cereal called Great Grains.

It’s a combination of ancient grains like spelt, amaranth and quinoa with a touch of honey. I liked it a lot. I also found a  granola bar  that is also made from the same grains it had cacao and coffee in it as well. I believe it was a caramel Machiatto bar.


It too is quite good. I found them at Wal-Mart

What are ancient grains? Spelt, Amaranth, millet, sorghum, teff, freekeh, chia seeds, farro, and quinoa are among the one rising to the top of the food chain.  These are mostly gluten free with the exception of farro, spelt and Kamut though some  people can tolerate these. They have  vitamins and minerals and make a great side dish to replace pasta and starches.

Here is a great site with  more information…


I found a couple recipes I plan to try when I am back home.

I have never tried curry. Since its back to hubby and I and we both like spicy I want to try this. This looks quite yummy.

This also looks good.

How’s the excercise going not going to the trainer you ask? I admit I am not doing an hour a day. He told me as long as  I choose a set and do those I am ok. I packed my suspension strap and resistance band. I have done about 20 minutes of squats, rows, presses with both of those.

Are you glucose intolerant? Have you tried any of the ancient grains? Which is your favorite?  Feel free to share any recipes  you love!


~~In the office with V.L. Locey~~Life is a Stevie Wonder Song~~Giveaway



Hi, Ya’ll! Today I am so excited to get to spend the day in the office with V.L. Locey. Do ya want to tag along and meet V.L.?

Hi, V.L. Thank you so much for letting me tag along with you today.

Do you have a regular day job(or night) or write full time? I’m fortunate enough to be a full-time writer now.

When do you usually write? My best time to write is in the morning, generally between 8 and 12 am.

How do you usually begin your day? Coffee, a shower, morning chores (we live on a small hobby farm and have 3 steers and assorted poultry to attend to) followed by breakfast then writing.

Do you eat breakfast before you go to work?  I do eat breakfast yes. Most generally it’s a bagel with cream cheese.

Sitting at a desk all day can make you stiff and achy. Do you have an exercise routine? Yes! I started practicing yoga about 8 months ago. I try to hit the mat daily but some weeks I only can squeeze in 3 or 4 practices.

Do you have an office? Where do you usually write? Well, I don’t have an office really. We live in a very small house so I work at the kitchen table. It’s a big table that sits in front of a huge Eastern bow window, so every morning when I sit down to write, I get to witness the sun coming up.

Ooh that sounds awesome! Don’t mind me. I’ll just sit in the corner quietly while you work.  What are you working on today? I’m just starting a brand new novella, an M/M gay holiday story, called Santa on Skates.

*sneaks over peaking over—shoulder*  Sorry but I don’t even have an excerpt yet. I’m just now laying out character bios.

This  sounds good! What inspired this story? Any real events or people? It was inspired by real events at a recent ECHL hockey game I attended with my family. The characters are purely fictional.

Do you outline or are you a panster? I am 100% an organic writer, or a pantser as some like to call us. I sketch out character bios, and then the story and characters take me where the story needs to go.

Do you find pictures of your characters, write up bios for them? Yes, sometimes I do find pictures for them. I like to fiddle with storyboards over on Pinterest so lots of my books and the inspiration for various characters can be found there.

*something wet brushes against my hand…looking down I see the cutest little coondog.* Ahhh Whats her name!  Maisy she is our 8-month-old coonhound pup.

“Toss Maisy’s tennis ball. She loves that!” V.L. says.

Ok, sorry, they don’t call me chatty Cathy for nothing. I will take off and let you finish your story. Thank you for letting me spend the day with you.

Good  luck on your release





TITLE: Life is a Stevie Wonder Song

AUTHOR: V.L. Locey

PUBLISHER: Torquere Press

COVER ARTIST: Brandon Clay

LENGTH: 24,600 words

RELEASE DATE: December 30, 2015

BLURB: Authors know that their muse is a fickle creature. Best-selling spy novelist Stephen Ramsey has been in a hate-hate relationship with his inspiration for months. When Stephen’s publisher lays a legal ultimatum upon him, with a rapidly approaching deadline, he knows he must do something to kick-start his creativity or face the unemployment line. His daughter comes up with a possible answer: a summer camp for the creative soul. With nothing to lose, Stephen packs up his laptop, phonograph and beloved record albums and heads from Greenwich Village to the Catskill Mountains.

There, among a horde of college students attending for extra credits, is Declan Pomeroy, a photographer of fey creatures who is twenty-two years younger than Stephen. The woods are a magical place, and he quickly finds himself falling under the spell of the free-spirited photographer. Confusion wars with desire inside Stephen as he succumbs to the feelings welling up inside. But, sadly, summer camp always has to end. Can a man who has just found himself really leave the person that makes his heart sing?


Then he appeared from the tree line, a lithe, pale creature of the Finnish goddess Mielikki’s woods if ever I had seen one. Yay for that semester of world mythology back in college finally paying off. Declan wore nothing but a scrap of linen tied around his lean waist and a camera around his neck. I swallowed and stepped down off the porch, anxious to get closer to him. He waited patiently for me. As I drew closer, I could hear him humming. A smile tweaked my lips. It was Stevie Wonder’s Signed, Sealed, Delivered.

“You look like you have too much on,” Declan announced when I stood in front of him. I glanced down at my attire. Gym shorts, a T-shirt, and sneakers sans socks. “How would you feel about doing this nude?” My sight knifed back from my clothes to my guide into the Twilight Zone.

“You’re not naked,” I pointed out once I could speak around the knot of desire clogging my throat.

“I usually am, but I figured you’d be far too uptight to not have clothes on, so, I fashioned a makeshift chiton to cover my goodies.”

“Okay. Yes, I’m not comfortable with our goodies hanging out.” He glanced up at the fat moon over our heads, then sighed dramatically. “I can do no shirt and no shoes, however.”

Declan’s gaze returned to me from Madame Luna. He made a sort of cooing sound then rose to his tiny toes to press his lips to mine. It was a soft peck, our mouths touching for a mere second, but it did things to my perceptions of who Steven Ramsey is that I still cannot fully explain.

“I think I’d like to see you without a shirt,” he whispered over my lips.

“What are you doing?” I croaked. He shrugged a shoulder, then dropped back down to stand flat-footed. “Stop it, okay? I’m old enough to be your father.”

He smiled then spun around, his bare back gleaming pure white. I wanted to touch his skin, trace the knobs of his spine with my tongue. This whole thing was pure insanity, yet I hurried to strip off my old T-shirt and kick off my sneakers. Declan glanced over his shoulder, smiled again, and then rushed off into the night, the coquette. I followed because what else could I do? Not traipsing after the kid was impossible. The grass was cool and wet under my bare soles. The high whine of a mosquito zipped past my ear. I would be nothing but a massive bug bite in the morning. I walked behind Declan, swatting at the air, hoping I didn’t step on something that would require stitches or a tetanus shot. We stepped into the woods. I debated going back for my shoes.

“We have to be as silent as possible,” Declan, standing on my right, whispered.

“Shoes are quiet,” I replied, my hand resting on the scraggy bark of an old pine.

“Shoes don’t allow you to touch the earth.”

“They also don’t allow thorns to penetrate your flesh,” I parried. My guide grunted in consternation then set off once again. A million questions bounced around my head as I tenderly placed one foot down then the other. What kind of camera did he use? Was there a special ethereal film for capturing fey? Did I need therapy? Did I just step on a slug?

We walked deeper into the woods. The farther we traveled, the more I wanted to speak up or at least scoff. I was working on a good zinger when I ran into Declan’s bare back. He threw up a hand to silence me. My body tightened from a weird combination of fear and desire. The kid felt wonderful pressed against my chest, his clammy skin resting against mine. I peered over his head, my hand coming to rest on his left hip. Declan leaned back into me just the slightest bit. My cock began to swell. My eyelids drifted down as he wiggled enticingly closer still.

“Look at the hazy ring around the moon,” Declan whispered. My fingers dug into his bony hip. I opened my eyes and looked up. We were on the edge of a small glen. He lifted up his camera and snapped several images as I stared at the milky white fingers of magic tickling the moon. “Now look at the ground.” I did. There, in the center of the small glen, was a small, perfectly circular ring of mushrooms perhaps ten feet wide. “That’s known as a fairy ring.”

“Huh,” I grunted, my body trying desperately to take over the show. Declan had to feel my erection resting against his pert ass. He seemed perfectly as ease with a hard dick between his buttocks. I, on the other hand, was slowly going mad. I longed to lower my mouth to his neck and lick the sweat from his skin. I also wanted to run away screaming to the world that I was not a faggot, but was I? It certainly looked it. Declan lowered his camera and took a few shots of the white mushrooms.

“I’ve heard tales of the fey blessing those who stand in a fairy ring under a full moon. Would you like to go stand in the ring, Steven?” he asked. I nodded. He slid out of my grasp and reached back to find my hand. His fingers were thinner than mine. He pulled me into the glen. I glanced up, then back. “Are you afraid that someone will see us cuddling in the fairy ring?”

“At the moment,” I stepped carefully over several large mushrooms,” I’m afraid of everything, mostly you.”


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Steven is a best-selling author going through a third divorce and stuck in a writing slump. His publisher is breathing down his neck making it harder to write. His daughter Liza suggests he goes to a writing camp n the Catskills to get his creative juices flowing. That’s not all that begins flowing. Declan is a very artistic, unique individual that captures Steven’s interest ad becomes his muse.

I was looking for a fresh, romantic story and this one was perfect. I fell in love with Declan from the moment he bound onto Steven’s porch. He is a very fresh unique character. The descriptions were spot on. I also liked the plot of the story though it’s a predictable sweet romance, I love the older man/ younger man trope and have a soft spot for gay-for-you stories.

If you like gay-for-you, May/December, sweet romance with some moderate man-sex this is a must read.
I received this book free for an honest review.



Author PicV.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, two dogs, two cats, a flock of assorted domestic fowl, and three Jersey steers.

When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in hand. She can also be found online on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and GoodReads.

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