Friday, January 20, 2017


~~ $.99 ~~
On each day of each year (2006-2011), the following titles were released. We celebrate each anniversary date by offering a tremendous discount for a limited time. Enjoy them now!


Blaecleah Brothers 1

[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Cowboy Romance, M/M]

Lachlan Blaecleah never expected to find the love of his life in the middle of a street fight with two other men, but he knew the moment he saw Asa Miller that he wanted to get to know the man better. He jumps into the fight and becomes Asa's knight in slightly tarnished armor.

Asa Miller is amazed by Lachlan every time he looks at him. He's a walking, talking cowboy fantasy come to life, complete with hat and boots. After being rescued by him and taken home for a night of debauchery at the hands of the sexy cowboy, Asa isn't sure what to do next. Should he stick around and get to know Lachlan and his large family better or run from the feelings the man invokes in him?

Before Asa can make his choice, someone else steps in to separate the two men, on a more permanent basis. Asa has to decide if what they have together is worth the heartache he feels when he almost loses the man he loves. Or should he guard his heart and lose his cowboy forever?

AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER: Beyond the Darkness


Dark Court 1

AVAILABLE: Thursday, February 2nd

[Erotic Alternative Fantasy Paranormal Romance, M/M, HEA]

Nothing in Zack Banning’s life makes sense. Not the head injury that ended his career, and certainly not the sexy dreams he’s been having about a mysterious blue-eyed stranger who seems to know exactly how to send Zack straight into the flames of ecstasy with every touch. Zack can’t decide what disturbs him more—how much he longs for the dreams to be real or the fact that they feature another man.  

Eljin has spent the last several months frightened and alone. The single bright spot was the tentative connection he forged with Zack, a fellow captive with no memory of their encounter. Desperate to return across the veil but unwilling to leave Zack in danger, Eljin sets out to convince Zack of the miracle that holds them together before the forces conspiring against Eljin’s entire race pull them apart forever.



Special Operations 7

AVAILABLE: Thursday, January 26th

[Siren Publishing: The Stormy Glenn ManLove Collection: M/M, HEA]

Frankie Di Salvo thought he had died and gone to heaven the day Porter Reece walked into his life. The man was everything Frankie had always dreamed of. But more than that, Porter's friendly personality and protectiveness drew Frankie in like an eager puppy. He was willing to agree to anything to keep Porter.  

Porter Reece had been looking for one good thing in his life, and he found it in a gorgeous man named Frankie. The times he was able to spend with Frankie between missions were the only things that kept him going when life got hard.  

When Frankie's life gets put in danger, Porter does the only thing he can think of and takes him back to the compound, knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that his fellow marines and friends will help him protect Frankie. But the danger his precious love is in isn't just coming from an outside source. There are those at the compound that want Frankie gone as well.

Can Porter convince them that Frankie is innocent before it's too late?

And even if he does, will Frankie still be around for him to love?

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

"PROSE" ... by the mysterious A.

Prose is a social reading and writing platform, headquartered in Seattle and London, on a mission to challenge social media and publishing.

Prose has integrated the standard features of a social network within the context of writing.
Rather than photos, videos, and songs, Prose is the home for books, poems, short stories, and all other forms of original written work spanning dozens of

Talented writers can generate a whole new source of income via Prose, by participating in sponsored writing challenges and by selling whole books and individual chapters on Prose's recently launched bookstore.

Why use Prose? There are three unique reasons...

Firstly: Become a better writer no matter what your skill level, and get paid in unprecedented forms. Think of Prose as a literary gym in addition to a literary ecosystem.

Secondly: Enjoy a whole new form of self-expression and human connection that traditional social media fails to provide. Many members of this community have left social media entirely for Prose because Prose is deep and fulfilling, not superficial and junky.

Lastly: Stop paying for therapy and get those words off your chest with a genuine and supporting community. Prose has literally saved lives, being a safe, non-judgmental space where you can write anything anonymously and receive support from people who truly care.

You can find some exceptionally unique, tasteful, and captivating original content on Prose, such as: "The Tantalizing Tale of Horny Santa," authored by the mysterious A.

Join the word-party; it doesn't seem to be ending anytime soon.

Saturday, December 31, 2016


2016 is coming to an end. We've been through a lot. We've made friends and lost friends. We've been blessed with new family and lost many close to our hearts. Our world was turned on its ear with politics, religion, and conflict. Through it all, we persevered. We're still here to say goodbye to 2016 and welcome 2017 into being. So, as this year draws to an end, I want to thank everyone for being there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on or a friend to share my joys with. I am stronger for having known you all. Thank you for being a part of my wonderful world. Here's hope that the next year is the best one yet...

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

ARe Closing

From the ARe website...

It is with a great sadness that we announce the closing of All Romance eBooks, LLC. For the first year since opening in 2006, we will be posting a loss. Despite efforts to maintain and grow our market share, sales and profits have declined. The financial forecast for 2017 isn't hopeful. We've accepted that there is not a viable path forward.

All Romance has always been a labor of love. Over the years we've developed wonderful relationships with the ven...dors we've worked with, the publishers whose content it's been our pleasure to sell, the authors who supported us, and the customers who it's been our honor to serve. On midnight, December 31 our sites will go dark. Between now and then, we encourage consumers finalize any transactions, download purchases, and back up libraries.

If you directly publish content for sale through our platform or All Romance has acted as your publisher via our Publishing in Partnership program, you should be in receipt of an email from us with additional information. If not, please contact us at

Saturday, December 3, 2016

FINISHED & SUBMITTED: A Gentleman's Wager


A gentleman's wager never seemed so risky...or so worth it...

Steven Stewart had been invited to a weekend long western theme party along with his brother. There was just one stipulation. Steven had to go dressed as Ms. Stella. Considering he was gay, it was going to be pretty hard to catch a cowboy if everyone thought he was a girl.

Chase Montgomery was obsessed, both with his lover of three years and Steven Stewart, a man he had only seen in a picture. The weekend theme party he was throwing was the perfect time to introduce both to the fantasies in Chase's mind. Now, if he could only get his lover to agree.
Warner James was someone who refused to give up control. While that attitude served him well in the business world, it was hard on his love life. He never dreamed his lover was thinking of brining someone else into their relationship...until he meets Steven. Warner might even be interested in a bit more than just a weekend fling if he can get both men to understand he was the one in control.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Steven Stewart griped as he looked down at his costume. "I look like an idiot."
"You look great," his brother Marc replied. "Stop whining."
Steven rolled his eyes. "I'm wearing a corset, Marc, with garters, women's hosiery, and a long gown." Steven waved his hands down his outfit to emphasize the fact that he was indeed wearing women's clothing. "I look like a freak. Hell, I even have a parasol and a little hat with a veil."
"It's a western themed party, Steven. No one's going to think you're a freak. I'm sure that there will be plenty of people dressed like you."
"Woman, Marc," Steven growled as he grabbed a handful of the silk dress and swished the skirt around. "There will be plenty of women dressed like me. I seriously doubt there will be a single man dressed as a lady except me."
"So, you'll be unique." Marc chuckled as he settled his brown cowboy hat on his head and ran his fingers across the brim.
"Marc!" Steven exclaimed. "Being gay does not mean that I want to stand out. I'd really prefer to just fade into the woodwork, you know? Being the center of attention is not something I like."
Steven felt Marc pat him on the shoulder. He almost turned and bit his brother's hand. "You'll be fine, Steven, just don't tell anyone that you're a man and they will never know the difference. Besides, you make a really hot cowgirl. You've certainly got the legs for it."
Steven rolled his eyes. "Is there some reason I got stuck being the girl and you get to be the gunslinger?" He shook his finger at Marc. "And you'd better not say it's because I'm gay."
"It was the only other western outfit I could find."
"Then how come you're dressed as the gunslinger instead of me?"
Marc chuckled as he glanced down at himself. "Seriously, dude? Do I even look like I could fit into that outfit?"
Steven had to admit that his brother had a point. Marc took after their father. He was tall, muscular, and built. Steven, on the other hand, took after their mother. He was short, skinny, and had often been referred to as delicate.
He hated it.
Every single birthday wish that he had revolved around wanting to be bigger, to fill out, or maybe just to grow a few inches taller than his five foot six frame. He hadn't grown an inch taller since his sixteenth birthday, no matter how many times he had made his wish.
"Just tell me I don't look totally ridiculous," Steven finally said, accepting the fact that he would be attending the biggest party of the season around dressed as a woman.
"Bro," Marc said as he settled his hands on Steven's shoulders and turned him to face the full length mirror hanging on the wall, "I would never make you do something that made you look ridiculous. I promise. And I wasn't kidding when I said that you looked hot."
Steven looked at himself in the mirror. He supposed he didn't look too bad. The cream colored traveling dress he wore showed off his slim body at its best. The waistline was tightly cinched around his waist due to the corset he wore underneath. The neckline was high enough that he wouldn't need to shove something down the front to create a cleavage.
There were two items that he wore that Steven loved. The first were the garters and the hose. Marc was right. He did have good legs, a present from his mother who had been a dancer before she married his father. His legs might be short, but they looked great encased in women's hosiery.
The second item Steven liked was the pearl choker around his neck. It was a simple choker, just three strands of pearls with a large teardrop pearl hanging from the bottom strand. Steven knew it was fake but it still looked good on his slim throat.
Add in the long French tip nails and makeup, the way his brother had swept up Steven's long blond hair into some sort of twist on top of his head and Steven didn't think he looked too bad. His outfit was topped off with a small pill box type hat with a thin veil that covered half of Steven's face and a matching parasol.
"See?" Marc chuckled. "You do look hot."
Steven laughed. "Okay, I guess I don't look too bad, but if anyone makes fun of me you're a dead man."
Steven couldn't believe he was giving in so easily. He shouldn't be surprised though. He had been giving in to his brother's crazy schemes since they were kids. Marc could get Steven to do just about anything.
Marc was also there to accept part of the blame when things went wrong or to protect Steven when others bothered him. Steven supposed that was why he continued to listen to Marc. He was a good brother even if he was a tad misguided.
"You ready to go?" Marc asked as he pulled his long black duster on over his shoulders.
Steven grimaced. "I guess." There just didn't seem to be a way to get out of going, no matter how uncomfortable he was. His brother might think he looked hot but Steven still felt like a freak.
"Hey, Steven," Marc called out as Steven carefully walked to the front door. It wasn't easy in the four inch high heeled boots he wore. "If anyone gives you any trouble you just let me know, okay? I'll take care of them."
Steven rolled his eyes again, something he did often in the presence of his brother. "I'll be fine, Marc."
"I'm just saying…"
Steven ignored Marc and made his way out to Marc's four door sedan. Not only did his ankles wobble as if they were about to snap at any second, but Steven had a bit of trouble getting himself into the car without slamming the door on the bottom of his dress. But he finally managed it, and by then, Marc was in the car waiting.
"So, tell me about this party," Steven told Marc as they got on their way.
"It's supposed to be a real blast. This guy always plans these weekend long theme parties. This year, he rented out an old western town. We're all supposed to arrive this afternoon and the party goes straight on till Sunday. Everyone has to stay in costume the entire time."
"And how did you get invited to this party?" Steven asked.
Marc shrugged. "I did some work for the guy a couple of months ago. He sent me a couple of tickets because he liked the work I did."
"And, of course, you immediately thought of me instead of taking some girl with you."
Marc chuckled. "I thought you'd enjoy it."
"You mean you couldn't find a date to take with you." It was a statement, not a question. Marc was his brother and Steven knew he cared but if Marc had been able to find a date to bring with him, Steven would be sitting at home alone right now and he knew it.
"So, we have to stay in costume all weekend?"
Marc nodded. "Yeah, but don't worry. I have a suitcase packed for you with everything you'll need. Oh, and you'll have to leave your cell phone in the car. No modern technology is allowed."
"What if there's an emergency or something?"
"I'm sure they have that covered. Mr. Montgomery has a lot of people working this gig. If there's a problem I'm sure they can handle it. We're just supposed to sit back and relax, enjoy ourselves. Think you can do that?"
"Yeah, I guess." Steven glanced out the window at the passing terrain. "Are there going to be other gay men there?"
"Haven't a clue, bro, but you'd think there would be." Marc patted Steven on the leg. "Maybe you'll be lucky and find a cowboy."
Steven once again rolled his eyes at his brother. "Or maybe I'll get lynched."