Two hot men in jazz-age Ireland

Once upon a time, just beginning to write novels, I was besotted with Ireland. I even learned enough of the difficult old Irish tongue, the legal system, and the convoluted clan/High King structure to write ten historical novels about the Emerald Isle in the time of St. Patrick. They were mainstream hetero and M/M action-romances, and I still harbor a fondness for them and for Lady Ireland.

Well…over the last decade, I’ve also written an interconnected group of six really good gay romance-mysteries centered on Ireland, actually my best writing out of the 50-plus titles by Erin O’Quinn. And lazy as I am about finding six different novels on my Kindle, I decided to bring them together in a grand box set and publish them on my own New Dawn Press. Together, they total over 300K words, so I can more easily read and tinker with/edit them as the need arises. For those of you who’ve read one or more of the novels, I’ve revised and expanded each of them for this boxed edition. 

Tah-dah, I present to you the following box set, and an introduction that I hope will tempt you to save 70% while having a very sexy and humorous reading experience. And it’s my fond hope that you, too, will fall a little in love with a randy Irishman and an angry, closeted Brit in jazz-age Ireland.

❤️‍🔥New!❤️‍🔥

In six novels, a slow-burn and scorching- hot gay romance topped with intrigue and humor, set in 1920s Ireland. Save @70% on this boxed edition!

Michael McCree meets Simon Hart in 1923, in a fictional city in Ireland. Fisticuffs fly. And before Simon knows what’s happened, he’s gained a new flat-mate, a new business partner, and a wanna-be lover. It’s the “wanna-be” that drives every novel, from first to last. It takes Michael over 300,000 words to earn forgiveness for his steam-locomotive seduction of Simon, and it takes Simon almost that long to fully appreciate what the damn fellow did.

~Heart to Hart: A roustabout with a secret falls arse-over-bollocks for a surly, angry PI. Together, they solve a mystery but start their own, much deeper one.

~Sparring with Shadows:  A man fights his inner demons while confronting his horny flat-mate, a determined swordsman, and a dangerous criminal.

~To the Bone: A pesky newcomer burrows like a tick between the two PIs even as they struggle to fight crime and to understand each other’s most secret desires.

~Thin as Smoke: Hollow-chested Dashiell Hammett stands between Michael and Simon like a blunt revolver, and his presence in a Mafia hunt threatens to dead-end their edgy relationship.

~Masters of Cane: Even Simon is surprised at the true meaning of “cane master” in this novel of sex, crime, and punishment.

~Into a Crack: Michael and Simon’s arch-nemesis slips out of a staunch prison and into a crack. Their job is to bring a pitiless enemy to justice, or die in the attempt.

❤️‍🔥gay  ❤️‍🔥erotic romance  ❤️‍🔥mystery  ❤️‍🔥humor  ❤️‍🔥action-adventure  ❤️‍🔥forced-proximity   ❤️‍🔥 1920s Ireland  ❤️‍🔥New box set of 6 full novels

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Here’s a brief excerpt from the first novel, Heart to Hart:

…They kissed for long moments, while Michael drew Simon’s body close to his groin. When Simon’s tongue grazed his own, Michael groaned into his mouth. “Yes, lad, yes. Come lie wi’ me a while.”

Simon broke free. He turned to the door, not looking at Michael at all, and spoke to the sitting room beyond.

“I rise early. You will find an extra flat key under the wingback seat cushion. Good night.”

He fled, while Michael stood cursing his own adamant need.

A heartbeat later, he was following Simon across the plush carpet. He caught him in the middle of the floor and brought him down from behind—hard—laying all his superior weight into Simon’s back and wedging one massive calf between his knees. Simon fought back, jamming his shoulder and elbow into his solar plexus. Michael, laughing, caught his arm and forced it behind Simon’s back, knowing he had the advantage of surprise and of the other man’s sudden passion.

He twisted the man around to face him. Simon, trying not to breathe hard, lay in front of him, his eyes a molten metal, his robe open. Michael looked down at the jock strap, filled to bursting with Simon’s own insistent erection.

“God, Simon, I want ye.” With both hands he pulled the scrap of cloth down, letting it catch on the bulb of his cock, then sliding it past his balls. He left it somewhere around his calves, a reminder of the man’s athletic promise.

Here on the luxuriant carpet lay the lover he had wanted all his life. Simon was tall, muscular, full of storm and fight. His cock lifted like a cudgel, a warning. His knees were up, his balls tight, hiding the sweetest part of the pie. Michael licked his lips and descended on Simon…

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It takes most of six novels for Michael to learn how *not* to approach Simon Hart. And Simon…? He learns far more from the horny, secretive Michael than he’s discovered about himself in the entire twenty-five years of his life.

These novels have earned scores of 5-star reviews, most of them unsolicited. You can see the critiques on Amazon along with the individual titles (see link below). OR you can decide for yourself, by picking up the new box set, here:

Kindle USA  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CBSNYFQH 

Smashwords (epub format) 

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1423331

The individual novels are here: http://amzn.to/2CZsBxm

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Noble Dimensions—boy howdy!

I freely admit it. I’m country. I was country —as the old saying goes—before country was cool. The word “country” to me means small towns, tall grass, plaid shirts, and cowboy boots. The values aren’t always shouted from a pulpit, but they’re solid as a new hay bale. Real men take their hats off as a sign of respect. Real ladies don’t show their panties. Pickup trucks are king of the road, and most of the dogs have a real job.

I wrote a series once about my actual home town and my misspent youth. Those books hit a legal snag and were removed from circulation. So the ones that have lasted are stories with invented place names. But the values are as authentic as memory allows. I call that series “Noble Dimensions.”

This horse needs no saddle!

I chose the name “Noble” for the setting of my Eastern Nevada novels for a lot of reasons. First, the very word “noble” is ironically at odds with the plain-as-mud town itself. As a corollary to that, the people are no-frills folks with simple values. But beneath the surface, “noble” has another dimension… My Apple Dictionary lists “virtuous, good, honorable, honest, upright, upstanding, decent, worthy, uncorrupted, moral, ethical.”

Bingo.

BTW, I’ve changed the covers of the series to reflect the typeface of the newest one, using one key word to zero in on the target I’m aiming for.

So, the stories. The first novel is titled Noble, Nevada. Most of the action takes place either in a shabby motel room or in a small clapboard two-bedroom house where one of the main characters grew up. Another important part of  the setting is a main-street hardware store where the other character finds a job. Not so noble, you think. But therein lies a tale. Or two, or three.

A drifter named Rick meets Tony, a handsome young local guy. From the bar where they get acquainted, they end up in a cheap motel. But there are a couple of snags. First, Rick has a history he’s not talking about. Second, Tony is straight, but he’s escaping a bitch of a girlfriend. So a man with a secret seduces another man who’s awkward and naive and all too willing to find affection. Sooner or later, the truth sends them reeling apart.

But love, as we all know, will find a way…

The second in the series is called The Chase. It moves about fifteen miles from town, into cattle country, where a character named Chase Grayson has lent his name to the ranch where he and his father Roy work—feeding their cattle, putting up fences, enjoying an uncomplicated life…until two interlopers change everything. 

The first intruder is a cheeky gay whom Chase knew in high school and secretly crushed on. Brew Lloyd is there for his own complicated reasons, including escaping his homophobe father. The second man is a sleazy BLM agent who’s out for himself alone, never mind who gets hurt. The Chase Ranch hides an undiscovered prize, but Chase and Brew are in his way.

The title of this one plays on the word “chase,” in several interesting ways. And fathers are critical, in every way.

The third leg of the “Noble Dimensions” series had to wait several years. I moved—virtually, of course—to Scotland, the auld sod where I set most of the ensuing novels I wrote. I had thrown a novella into the “Noble” mix, but it never felt right. So I deleted it and waited for the right time to add a third story to the series. 

If the hunt was easy, they wouldn’t write stories about it. (Dylan)

The time is now. Shawn Murphy is a Nevada game warden, a former Air Force man, whose job is to serve and protect the Great Bristlecone Basin area fifty miles from Noble. One day he discovers a man who’s suffering a badly sprained ankle. The wounded one, Dylan Morgan, is a poacher who’s lost his bird to the freedom of the sky. Instead of issuing him a fine and letting him go, Shawn is  drawn to the long-haired stranger and ends up caring for his ankle—and for the man himself.

Looking for Godfrey is a story of a critical search—for a bird, for a criminal, but above all for the indefinable joy of…call it love. Call it meaning. Call it God. Call it whatever helps you sleep at night.

I’m trying to get Amazon to put all three books together so I can promote them as a series. So far, they seem to think 1 and 2 is enough to make a series. So be it for now. Here’s the link to Noble Nevada and The Chase:

Kindle:  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01F2OFOMC

And Looking for Godfrey is here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B7814WW4

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Joyride Peak: a helluva ride, revisited

I’ve just published a short novel titled Looking for Godfrey, one of the small collection of books in the “Noble Dimensions” universe of Eastern Nevada. It’s a rewriting of an old novella, one I deleted because it never satisfied me—never mind the readers. I’ve cut out other works for the same reason. If they leave me with the edgy feeling of incompleteness or superficiality, they’re doomed.

And now, less than a week after the debut of my new work, even with a new outlook and a new life, the novel still ended up nagging my esthetic sense. It needs…something. But what?

The answer, simply, is—the cover. An old gnarled bristlecone pine, the hint of snow and mountains…yes, that’s one side of Nevada I’m trying to capture in my fictional ride on the gritty road to Joyride Peak. But something’s still missing. A dimension that’s in the work itself, but not on the cover.

The first cover: barren, lonely, reaching….

The missing dimension is… the people. Shawn and Dylan.

So here’s the new cover. Dylan stands in the distance, watching his flyaway falcon; while Shawn appears below as part of the rugged scene itself. Dylan is an enigma—quirky, perhaps a bit mad—a man Shawn comes to accept without judging. Shawn is lonely, ambivalent, but wholly dedicated to his mountains. Both are deeply flawed, like most of my characters. Both deserve a worthy mate in their own kind of Eden. I hope this new cover captures some of that, and an unspoken dimension far beyond Joyride Peak itself.

Just released! 🦅 Two men…a falcon…and a pitiless hunter. 🦅

On a quest into Nevada’s harsh high desert, Shawn and Dylan discover something besides a poacher and a lost bird—something without a name they’ve both been looking for all their lives.

~gay ~erotic romance ~action ~suspense

Amazon Kindle: https://amzn.to/3v5GWpE

Smashwords (epub): https://bit.ly/3RUUq0X

QRI (tags, tropes, excerpts, etc.): https://www.queeromanceink.com/book/looking-for-godfrey/

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Aidan Undercover 2: smoke leads to fire

Aidan Williamson is good-looking young constable, smarter than most, in a Highlands village named Ballater. That tiny hamlet rubs elbows with Balmoral Castle, the Queen’s annual summer retreat. And Police Scotland is getting nervous…

In the novella Where There’s Smoke, Aidan is plucked from his day job and offered a position as undercover sergeant detective for the CID, Scotland’s version of, um, Scotland Yard-cum-MI5. His first adventure takes him on an exhausting trek to Devil’s Point, where a young hiker has been killed. It’s also where he meets Kenneth Logan.

The sequel Deep Fury begins the morning after the night before. Here’s the Introduction:

A mystery to make the Queen blush…

With the Queen due for her annual visit to Balmoral Castle, Constable Aidan Williamson has been transformed overnight into an undercover detective. He’s managed to emerge from his first case (Where There’s Smoke) with only a bullet wound and a few other scars no one can see.

This time around, he’s in the close company of three murder suspects—a writer’s publicist, a widowed husband, and a hot Scot who’s their paid guide. And this time he has two assets. One is his old constable partner Mike Murphy, mad Irishman. The other is Logan, another smoking-hot Scot, who always seems to catch Aidan off guard but always has his back.

At the Widow’s House of Queen Victoria on a lake in the Highlands…and in his own private life…there’s a smoldering deep fury at work, and Aidan’s determined to get to the bottom of it.

Postscript: Deep Fury is also a brand of lube, one I invented in a previous novel called The Chase. So of course, I have a good time playing with those words, and with some verra interesting men.

The blog article right before this one (“Book Burning”) contains an excerpt from the work, one that got me into Facebook Jail for a while. Find it here: https://bit.ly/2XAR9qn

Anyway, without further fanfare, I give you Aidan Undercover 2, available at the venues of all the usual suspects.

 

Amazon US https://amzn.to/2XyEMjk

SeaToSky https://bit.ly/2NMlanB

Smashwords https://bit.ly/2JtBqWh

QueeRomance Ink: https://www.queeromanceink.com/book/deep-fury/

In case you missed the first novella, check here:

Kindle US https://amzn.to/2Io45dK 

Kindle UK https://amzn.to/2Io45dK 

SeaToSky (pdf or epub) https://bit.ly/2Z4wKeu

Smashwords (epub)  https://bit.ly/2HYByfz

QueeRomance Ink (links, excerpt, etc.) https://bit.ly/31iqNMM

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From the ashes…a new title rises

Readers who’ve followed Erin O’Quinn’s *Nevada Highlander series may remember a certain constable from the most recent novel **Sleeping with Danger…a tousle-haired young man named Aidan Williamson out of Ballater’s small Police Scotland office.

This Google Maps photo captures the small building where two of Scotland’s finest hang out, fighting crime and boredom…

I keep wondering about Aidan… Why does a Scot have a name like Williamson? What keeps a vigorous, inquisitive young man behind a desk in a tiny hamlet in the Highlands? Was he telling Rory the truth when he admitted to loving his unnamed mate—and if so, who’s the lucky partner? Male, or female?

Recently I sat at my keyboard and began to wonder with my fingers. Here’s the result: about 800 words of a new work. Novel, or novella? Not sure. Probably a novella, with a new love interest who may (or may not) show up in another book. We’ll see.

Here’s a make-believe promo, using models whose images I’ll need to purchase if I decide to use them.

Chapter 1
From the Ashes

Pain rode like a surly hitch-hiker in the small of his back.

Aidan leaned back in the creaky swivel chair, his long legs crossed on the splintered desk, trying to ease a distant ache.

Almost five o’clock. Time for the night shift to appear in the form of Michael Murphy. He lifted his reluctant feet off the scarred surface, careful not to scrape the shine off his PS-issued brogans, pretending he wasn’t bored to fucking death and in desperate need of a cigar and a bed, in any order.

His reports were complete. Check. He’d scanned the latest Police Scotland bulletins on his desktop computer. Check. He’d gone to the rescue of a tabby cat on a roof and an elderly man who’d lost his way in Ballater’s only bus station. Check. He’d answered the phone fifty times, at least, and only half of them wrong numbers.

Now what?

He tried not to think about the four walls waiting for him in his bland flat, or saying goodbye to Justin. Not “see you later,” or “be good, man.” Saying goodbye, farewell, sayonara.

The parting had been a year in the making. Justin’s work day getting longer…his own shift needing more scrupulous attention…their days off never seeming to coincide…their sex life  as routine as the Ballater Community W.A.T.C.H. he wrote up each week for the website.

We Are The Community Helpers.

Ha.

So. Justin was now a clerk in the Aberdeen office of the Regional Judge. 

He sighed. Not exactly a life filled with excitement and danger, like his own—the thrill-a-minute existence of an underpaid Sergeant Constable in the tiny Ballater office of Police Scotland.

At the sound of a vehicle pulling into the cramped concrete parking lot, he stood and pretended to scan the bulletins pinned to the cork board. Lost pets, alerts on suspected stalkers, a lonely man reported lurking in petrol stations, reminders to call in any sighting of a 2009 gray grocery getter, commendations of model citizens, and even a few random constables in other towns who’d earned a promotion…

He turned to greet his office mate, and found another man altogether.

Chief Inspector Grant McDowell was no longer young, but he was a match for any officer on the force. Aidan didn’t know him, except to stand straighter and make eye contact on the few occasions their paths had crossed—one commemorative dinner, two funerals, and a parking lot somewhere, maybe a year ago.

It was either a talent or a curse that Aiden could read character in someone’s eyes and body language. That hidden skill had served him well during the four years he’d toiled for Police Scotland. It had won a few friends…he thought about his ex, of course, and his recent acquaintance with the faux-Constables Alex and Rory…and the same ability had also earned more than his share of arrests.

Even with his cap under his arm, the inspector stood over six feet, a shade under his own height. The sandy-gray hair, worn straight back from his forehead, lent him an almost leonine air, a feral animal trapped in a cage. His eyes, pale blue behind the black-rimmed glasses, hinted at an ancestry well beyond the Highlands and Islands. They were steel-hard, intelligent, restless, hungry…

McDowell didn’t wait for Aidan to approach him. He strode the few paces to the bulletin board and held out his bear’s paw of a hand.

“Sergeant Williamson. Nice to see you again.”

Since his superior had chosen to see him here, in his own tiny office late on a Friday afternoon, Aidan ungraciously thought it was hardly nice, but a surprise nonetheless. He liked McDowell, but he hated rude awakenings.

What had he done wrong?

Fuck, Aidan, think positive. What have you done right?

He shook the proffered hand and smiled with his mouth and his eyes too. The man’s grasp was strong and honest.

“The pleasure is mine, sir. Um, have a seat? Or…”

“Or not, Sergeant. I’ve come to whisk you away for an hour, tops. Your second-shift man Murphy should be here—” he glanced at his watch—“any minute now.”

How did someone from the echelons of power know the name of his five-to-dawn partner? He’d done his homework, obviously. “Yes, sir. So you want to…”

“To take you somewhere with a bar top and a nodding acquaintance with a wee dram. Know any place close by?” The ironic tone wasn’t even necessary. The inspector wasn’t testing him. He already knew Aidan liked his whisky and cigar. 

He grinned at the older man. “I recommend the Black Boar. Five minutes from here—but isn’t every place in Ballater?”

McDowell laughed outright. “This burg is a favorite of mine, but yes, ’tis not over-populated with pubs. I’ll meet you there in fifteen minutes.”

 

 

Stay tuned for the rest of chapter one, if I decide to write this new one, Where there’s Smoke.

*The Nevada Highlander Series (4 novels) is here: http://amzn.to/2kZE8VU 

**Sleeping with Danger is the fourth of the series

 

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Wanting more…A snippet from UNBROKEN

In my current promo, I’ve lifted a line from the novel Unbroken, one that sums up Grier’s pent up desire, and my own remorse at ending this brief book series.

In this scene, Grier (Gregory MacGregor) has been severely wounded by a knife attack. He’s just now beginning his recovery, in David’s little cabin aboard the trader Arend.

“I’ve never spread my legs for any man.”

… Grier was still an invalid, but he’d claimed a bed he could tolerate. It was the floor of David’s room, a cubby-hole the sailors called a “cabin” where David changed his bandage. He noted with a wry expression that the lad kept his eyes averted from his groin; yet he said nothing. He could wait.

He clenched his jaw but didnae resist when his host sent him into a corner carrying a privy—a large chipped basin—and had stood like a soldier while the lad cleaned his verra personal places with a cloth dipped in water.

Well, he bore it no’ so muckle like a soldier. More like a wounded bear, back turned, leaning against a wall, his thigh throbbing and his cock too, cursing under his breath.

“Am I clean now, lad?”

“Shush, Grier. Spread your legs a little. Careful of that wound.”

“I’ve never spread my legs for any man.”

David was kneeling behind him, gently cleansing his buttocks. “I need you to be still.”

“And I need you, David. Still—or any way at all. Kiss my arse, lad, and use your tongue…”

David’s hand stopped, but he didnae remove it.

“What…did you say?”

“You heard me. The training you wanted, ’tis trembling before you. My arse is on fire for you. Lick my crack, lift me to the sky.”

A hesitation, a soft touch. A finger…or a wet tongue…something stroked his cleft, and his hungry cock shook, heavy with desire.

He moaned like a bairn and spread wider.

“More, David. More. Put it inside…”

“Put…what, Grier?”

“Your finger, or ten of them, your tongue, your cock. I want it all…”

David gripped his buttocks, hard…and now he could feel the heat of the man’s breath and the scalding sucks first next to his hole, then almost on the balls, a back-and-forth, an in-and-out, a flaring of the muscles deep inside his core, a rush of his own hot fluids.

He let it go on forever, shaking and crying, loving the release, hating the end, wanting more.

Finally he turned, clumsy, his wound making him lame.

He rested his hands on David’s flaxen head while the lad, still kneeling, looked up at him with his ocean-blue eyes.

“I couldnae wait. Och, lad, I’m sorry.”

David’s eyes lit in response. “Giving you pleasure—making your forget your pain even for a few seconds—I think I’ve never been so fulfilled.”

He eased himself to his knees in front of David and took the lad’s face into his hands. “Leaving you was the worst day of my life.”

“No. The worst day is years past, Mister MacGregor. Turning from me was only a…a pirouette. Another step in the dance…”

You’ll find this two novel series here:

 https://amzn.to/2JXjDcv

~and~ 

SeaToSky (epub or pdf) https://bit.ly/2UQYsJL  

Smashwords (epub) https://bit.ly/2TsCBal  

QRI (all links, excerpt, reviews, more) https://bit.ly/2HEKjwD

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The spark, then the fire

What was the spark that started the fire?

This is the first of a series of short articles/excerpts showing the meeting of main characters from Erin O’Quinn’s M/M work.

I’ll begin with my latest work, a series called “The Renegade and the Runaway.”

Grier Black (Gregory MacGregor) is a Highland outlaw, one of the clan whose name has been forbidden by royal law…and one who’s been stripped of his tartan and weapon too.

David Campbell is a young Quaker-trained lad from Philadelphia who’s been drugged and kidnapped.

Chapter One (Unkilted) is from the pov of the Scot. Here’s their first meeting. Grier has no way to know who the outlander is, why he’s being kept in the basement, and why he seems to be in trouble. The grabbing of the arm is repeated, subtly, in the next installment of this two-novel series, when—ironic reversal—Grier lies in a drugged state, awakened by David.

From Chapter One:

Grier knelt, letting his eyes grow accustomed to the almost-darkness. Needing to see the figure better, he grasped the candle-holder and brought it close to the pallet.

He saw a pale face under a massive woolen cap…a man of eighteen or twenty…eyelids closed, long dark lashes…high cheeks and a full mouth…a lad dressed in a strange over-shirt that seemed to conceal some kind of flat bundle…

He was immediately captivated. Why would a young man lie in foul-smelling and stained clothing, yet arrive in a coach-and-four? Was he, like the old man, a prisoner—or a poppet? His slender body and handsome face hinted at stories he wanted to hear. And what was he protecting under the tunic?

He reached to lift the shirt. A swift, strong hand burst from the darkness like a thunderclap and grasped his wrist.

“Kill me now. Or if it please Christ, do not touch me at all.”

In the next and last novel of the series (Unbroken), Grier is the victim of a knife attack. He finally wakes from the opium-based laudanum the ship’s doctor has given him. From Chapter Eleven:

The devil that was never far away told him to reach out and grasp the speaker, in the way this same stranger had seized his own arm…verra long ago, in another place and another time.

“Ye’ve taken it from me.”

A halting voice came, nearer now. “Taken what, Gregory MacGregor?”

“My heart, damn ye. Sit me upright.”

“Then release my arm. And do not curse me.”

Strangely, it took no effort at all to smile. He loosed his grip, letting his arm drop back onto the surface of the bluidy hard bed.

“How long?”

“Not quite a week.”

“Someone stood me up to take a piss. Someone…tore me from the hard stone.”

“The doctor, mostly.”

He opened his eyes and looked up at David. “Liar.”

The series is here, on Amazon’s series page. You may click one or both to buy!

THE RENEGADE AND THE RUNAWAY (2 novels)

✅  Slow Burn Gay Romance

✅  Slow Reveal

✅  Family Secrets

✅  Action and Adventure

✅  Humor

https://amzn.to/2JXjDcv

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Grow a set!

Just recently I published the conclusion to a two-novel series, and then it dawned on my tired brain—the novel marked a milestone for me. That book (Unbroken) meant that I’d penned six MM series, for a total of twenty-five titles.

I’ve found that most readers who enjoyed a story find it hard to let go. That’s also true of the authors who create their unique universe. I damn well fall in love with the men who inhabit the pages of my work. So how can I write THE END and really mean it?

These are the men who’ve made me a series ho…

[1] ancient warriors in the time of St. Patrick, and their surprising friends  [2] an outlaw Scot and the righteous Quaker who falls in love with him  [3] private dicks who take five novels to get down and really dirty  [4] no-frills country boys from Nevada  [5] a tousled undercover cop and a mysterious scholar  [6] a bigger-than-life Highlander and a shy Nevada State Trooper

Here they are! Each series has one convenient Amazon Kindle link, listed below the image.

[1] THE IRON WARRIOR 3 novels + 1 in same universe

http://amzn.to/2n3sTgh 

[2] THE RENEGADE AND THE RUNAWAY 2 novels

https://amzn.to/2JXjDcv

[3] THE GASLIGHT MYSTERIES 5 novels

http://amzn.to/2CZsBxm

[4] NOBLE DIMENSIONS 2 novels and a novella

http://amzn.to/2EqIsqs 

[5] THE BURNS! MYSTERIES 6 novellas and a final (?) novel

http://amzn.to/2BRlmIn 

[6] NEVADA HIGHLANDER 4 novels

http://amzn.to/2kZE8VU 

total 18 novels and 7 novellas 

I hope you…my readers “out there”…will choose the first book of any O’Quinn series and get serious about growing a set!

 

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Unbroken has broken!

A new series is born

The series is “The Renegade and the Runaway”...the two-novel odyssey of a Highland outlaw and his unlikely association with a young, inexperienced Quaker-trained man. The first novel Unkilted recounts their meeting, falling in love, and separation.

Here’s the intro from the front matter of the new novel, Unbroken:

This sequel to Unkilted finds a young Quaker-trained man and a bitter Highland outlaw together again, and not by their own design. They meet on a Dutch trader sailing to the king’s colonies—uncharted land even more wild than Scotland’s daunting Highlands.

David is on a mission to the British-occupied colonies to find his true father, a well-known frontiersman. Grier is searching for his aunt, abducted twelve years earlier, held somewhere on the coast of North Carolina. Back in Edinburgh, Iain spins his quiet web to reunite with his beloved wife.

More than seeking family members, the two younger men are searching for something they may find only when they finally understand themselves, and each other.

Can a naive, scholarly youth cope with life on the high seas—and become a force against a killer? Will a deeply angry man ever forget that the man he most desires bears the name of his sworn enemy?

✅Slow Burn Romance

✅Slow Reveal

✅Family Secrets

✅Action and Adventure

✅ Humor

This Amazon link will take a reader to both novels in the series:

https://amzn.to/2JXjDcv  

And here are the direct links to both books:

Unkilted:

Kindle US  https://amzn.to/2BVJ5rj  

Kindle UK   https://amzn.to/2R22EJ3

SeaToSky (epub or pdf)  https://bit.ly/2R5wDzB

Smashwords (pdf)  https://bit.ly/2StIFzn

Unbroken:

Kindle US https://amzn.to/2WuppUn

Kindle UK https://amzn.to/2WqbWNb

SeaToSky (epub or pdf) https://bit.ly/2UQYsJL  

Smashwords (pdf) https://bit.ly/2TsCBal 

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Unbroken is about to break…

Hello, readers of Erin O’Quinn! Now’s your chance to grab a copy of my latest novel Unkilted, a week before its conclusion arrives in the heart-rattling sequel, Unbroken.

Here’s the new novel’s introduction…

The sequel to Unkilted finds a young Quaker-trained man and a bitter Highland outlaw together again, and not by their own design. They meet again on a Dutch trader sailing to the king’s young American colonies—uncharted land even more wild than Scotland’s daunting Highlands.

David is on a mission to the British-occupied colonies to find his true father, a well-known frontiersman. Grier is searching for his aunt, abducted twelve years earlier, held somewhere on the coast of North Carolina. Back in Edinburgh, Iain spins his quiet web to reunite with his beloved wife.

More than seeking family members, the two younger men are searching for something they may find only when they finally understand themselves, and each other.

Can a naive, scholarly youth become a force against a killer, and even a desperate pirate? Will a deeply angry man ever forget that the man he most desires bears the name of his sworn enemy? 

✅Slow Burn Romance

✅Slow Reveal

✅Family Secrets

Oh, I loved writing this one. The characters are fresh, the action is ‘way out of mainstream, and the action is told again from three points of view, just to add some depth to the story.

This is one image for the Facebook promo I’ll be running,

The links to the first novel, Unkilted:

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Kindle US  https://amzn.to/2BVJ5rj  

Kindle UK   https://amzn.to/2R22EJ3

SeaToSky (epub or pdf)  https://bit.ly/2R5wDzB

Smashwords (pdf)  https://bit.ly/2StIFzn

QRI: all links, excerpts, reviews, more  https://bit.ly/2VmGWhr

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