*breathes*
Anyway…The Librarian is a re-release from Lee and I think
it might be one of my faves of his…such a terrific love story that also happens
to be freaking scorching in the hot naughty department *sighs* and the new
cover…did I mention the hot naughty department?
So read all about this new re-release (is that an
oxymorons lol) and enter the Rafflecopter at the end for a chance to get your
hands on some of Lee’s goodies…and oh baby, they’re not just good…they are
GOOD! *shivers*
My personal quickie with Lee:
3 – Favorite beverage (alcoholic or non)
Coffee
4 – Did you have an embarrassing nickname
as a kid?
No.
End of story.
The Librarian
Cover Artist: Laura Harner
Publisher: Lime Time Press
We've got
blurbage: A rash vow of celibacy puts Valentine Michaels in the path of
seduction.
Val is at a crossroads in his life. A college dropout,
he's gone as far as he can in his career as a cosmetologist, owning his own
style salon. He no longer finds satisfaction in it, though he's put years into
proving to his bigoted parents that a college degree and the veneer of
straightness aren't the only roads to success. They'd turned their backs on
him, and he proved he didn't need them to make it.
His love life is no better than his working life. His
relationships always start with a bang and fizzle into boredom, or worse,
anger.
Adrian Grey has his own agenda for helping Val: he's been
in love with Val since they were freshmen. The intervening years of listening
to Val's gossip about his lovers and relationships have taught Adrian just what
it was he did wrong all those years ago, and he thinks this time around he now
knows exactly how to get—and keep—his man.
Categories: Contemporary, Fiction, Romance
And a sneak peek:
Impatiently,
Val flipped his powder-blue locks over his shoulder, tapping the little whisk
broom against the counter where his supplies were arranged neatly. "Derek,
you left me standing around at Paul's for an hour, a place I totally hate by
the way, without even a phone call to say you weren't coming, and then I walk
past you playing ball in the park with your friends on the way back here. I'm
not overreacting!"
He ran a swift eye over his supplies. Scissors, combs,
spray bottle with water, gel, mousse. Everything in order. While he prepared
his workstation, he listened with half an ear to the deep voice on the other
end of the phone, trying to explain or rationalize or whatever, but he wasn't
into hearing what Derek had to say. The guy was an immature jerk who put his
own wants ahead of everything, even if it meant leaving Val standing in a group
of young college kids he barely knew, in a bar he usually avoided like the
plague. He'd gone to the party in the first place for Derek. Being stood up
while doing something so selfless pissed him off. Just once in a relationship,
Val wanted to find a guy who put him first, who loved him more than sports,
friends, and all the other temptations the wicked world offered. "Just
forget it, Derek. You don't get it. It's not just last night; it's the whole
last few months."
More rumbling and babbling in his ear. He ran a dust cloth
over the client's chair and then adjusted its height. Prepping his station at
the salon was second nature and required little of his attention. Kind of like
listening to Derek. Why the fuck do I listen to this shit? Derek had all the
emotional understanding of a two-ton truck. Cute as hell, but clueless about
what would melt Val's heart. In fact, Derek might accurately be called dense
altogether. A little consideration, a romantic gesture or two, would go a long
way. Hell, an apology instead of an excuse would probably have gotten him a
second chance even this morning. Eh. Who
are you kidding? Derek is a symptom, not the illness itself. "Fuck
off, Derek. It's over. Do me a favor and lose my number, okay?"
Flipping the phone shut, he shoved it into the pocket of
his smock and busied himself cleaning up his workspace. A quick spray of glass
cleaner to the mirror, a swipe or two with a rag, and he was done. Done with
Derek, done with men, done with romance and love and sex, and fuck it all. He
could be celibate. Masturbation didn't count as sex, did it? He'd need
something if he wasn't getting any.
Pages or Words:
22,000 Words
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About Lee Brazil: Somewhere in a
small town in up-state New York are a librarian and a second grade teacher to
whom I owe my life. That might be a touch dramatic, but it's nevertheless one
hundred percent true.
Because they taught me the joy of reading, of escaping
into worlds crafted of words.
Have you ever been nine years old and sure of nothing so
much as that you don't belong? Looked at the world from behind glasses, and wondered
why you don't fit?
Someone hands you a book, and then you turn the page and
see… There you are, running from Injun Joe in a dark graveyard; there you are
fencing with Athos; there you are…beneath the deep blue sea- marveling at
exotic creatures with Captain Nemo.
I found myself between the pages of books, and that is why
I write now. It's why I taught English and literature for so many years, and
it's why my house contains more pounds of books than furniture.
If I'd had my way, I'd have been a fencer…or a starship
captain, or a lawyer, or a detective solving crimes. But instead, I am a
writer, and I've come to realize that's the best thing in the world to be,
because as a writer, I can be all those things and more.
If I hadn't learned to value the stories between the
pages, who knows what would have happened? Certainly not college…teaching…or
writing.
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