Manners & Mannerisms

Cover for Manners & Mannerisms by Tanya Chris shows two men in period clothes reclining on a chaise

Everyone in Highley eagerly anticipates the arrival of Reginald Abernathy, the new master of Albon Manor. Everyone, that is, except Lord William Bascomb. William knows he’ll be expected to woo Reginald’s sister, and he can't summon the interest for it. But when the Abernathys arrive at last, William discovers he’s interested after all—in Reginald. Reginald is the most handsome, most dashing, most intriguing man he’s ever known. Better yet, he seems to share William's preference for men.

The addition of the Abernathys to Highley suits everyone. William’s sister adores Reginald’s, Aunt Harriet foresees many happy matches between the two families, William’s sister-in-law is pleased at the prospect of unloading her penniless relatives at last, and all the eligible ladies in Highley want the man who only has eyes for William.

Against a backdrop of elegant balls and frolicking picnics, William and Reginald enjoy furtive moments of ecstasy until a scandal erupts, forcing William to choose between Reginald and the only life he’s ever known.

See how many matches Aunt Harriet can make in this low-angst, warm and fuzzy Jane Austen-inspired M/M Regency romance.

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The moon shone bright, turning the shrubbery a silvery green as he guided Reginald through it. In all the landscape, nothing moved except the two of them. William had been wanting to talk to Reginald all evening, chafing at the myriad of other claims on his attention, but now he found himself shy as they strolled through the glittery darkness. He pulled his cloak closer around him on a shudder that came more from nerves than cold.

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When they reached the low fence that separated Rivington from Albon Manor, Reginald hopped it rather than open the gate, then reached back to offer William his hand. William had been hopping this fence his whole life, though not in the last half dozen years perhaps, not since he’d grown too old for antics. He could surely pass it without assistance, but he allowed Reginald to help him over. Their hands met, shielded by the leather of their gloves. No more than a ghost of warmth passed between them, but it was shocking enough to have William take his hand back the moment he gained the other side.

They were shortly at the promenade from which the manor house was clearly visible, and it being too late for a call, he took his leave of Reginald there, feeling like he’d missed an opportunity he ought to have taken advantage of, though for what he couldn’t say. All his life he’d felt like this: as though he’d failed to take the opportunities at hand, and yet there had never been any opportunities at hand that he’d noticed. With a final bow he swept his cloak around him to turn back, but Reginald stopped him before he could depart.

“Lord William.”

“Yes, Reginald.” He hadn’t used the name since their moment beneath the tree, had been holding it like a possibility in the deep recesses of his heart. Voicing it sent a thrill trembling through his chest.

Reginald came closer—as though William had summoned him—until they stood very close indeed, close enough that William had to tip his chin up to look him in the eye.

“You had a question?”

“A request.”

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Reviews:Camille on Joyfully Jay wrote:

[T]he reader is treated to William’s falling in love with a man and his angst over his awareness that his own sister is likely the de facto marriage prospect for Reginald. It was fun to watch this semi-competition unfold, even as William and Reginald forged ahead with their illicit romance.

Jess on Love Bytes Reviews wrote:

Modeled after the polite hijinks and romantic tensions of Austen’s beloved stories, this book will be right at home on your shelf full of lush, clever Regency romances. It’s familiar, but it works, and it’s fun from start to finish.

Annie on Kimmer's Erotic Book Banter wrote:

Tanya Chris stays true to the genre, to her characters, to the language and values of the time. She paints beautiful pictures of scenery and picnics, of ledgers and estate accounts, of riding and especially of intimacy. Each page is a sensuous feast. If you like pre-Victoriana, Manners & Mannerisms is a most tempting morsel, one to fill your heart and soul!


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Aftermath

Cover for Aftermath by Tanya Chris features a young man in a leather jacket in front of a NYC cityscape
Part of the Ever After series:

The Ever After series concludes in Aftermath. Tragedy, redemption, love… Ever After

Once upon a time, Casey flirted with a pretty boy at a bar, and that changed everything. Recently released from jail, he’s starting to rebuild without the family who raised him to hate himself. He’s got a new job, a room at his aunt’s, and community service hours at an LGBTQIA community center. But his biggest challenge is figuring out how to live as the one thing his father and brother drilled into him he could never be: a gay man.

Once upon a time, Brooks was a confident Dom with a particular taste for bigger men. But since his run-in with a dangerous homophobe, he’s lost his touch. Big, buff guys are hot but scary, and hurting people isn’t as much fun as it used to be.

Until he meets Casey, the big guy with the problematic past. Casey’s willing to do anything, but does his submission stem from healthy kink or from an unhealthy need to be punished? And is Brooks doling out release or revenge? Two people who share a past as violent as theirs could never fall in love. Unless, somewhere in the aftermath, there’s forgiveness.

Content warning: internalized homophobia, homophobic language, and references to homophobic hate crimes that have occurred in the past

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“Casey.” Brooks waited until Casey glanced up at him. “I’m not shaming you, okay? I’m just saying there’s safer ways of getting that feeling. Assuming you liked the feeling.” He wouldn’t ask if Casey had liked it. It wasn’t his business, and besides, he could guess.

Casey still didn’t say anything, so Brooks stood up. “All right, good talk. If you ever have any questions….”

“You’ve done it?” Casey’s words stopped him just as he was about to escape from the room. Apparently they were going to talk, after all. He shut the door and leaned back against it.

“I don’t choke people. There’s really no way to do that safely. Safer, but never safe. It’s not a risk I’m willing to take.”

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“But other stuff?” Casey asked his boots. They were work boots, well-worn and hideous. Huge. Which of course didn’t mean anything.

“I’ve been in the scene since I turned eighteen, so yeah, I’ve done stuff. I could point you to some resources, give you a few links.”

Casey shuffled those large boots of his across the floor. “Which one are you?” he asked with a quick upward glance, curiosity brimming in his eyes. “Are you the one who hits people or the one who gets hit?”

“That’s personal.”

“Oh.” And there went the eyes back to the floor again.

“Fine. I’m a Dom. Does it matter? I’m going to point you to the same resources either way.”

Casey opened his mouth, and Brooks suddenly knew what was about to come out of it.

“No,” he said, before Casey could ask. “Definitely not.”

“Why not?”

For a moment, Brooks was tempted. God, imagine laying into this slab of a man, putting his marks all over him. Or just getting him to kneel. It didn’t even have to be physical. The emotional high of having his enemy kneeling at his feet would carry Brooks for a month.

But, God. No. Enemy. That wasn’t at all what BDSM was about. He couldn’t go into a scene literally wanting to hurt the person subbing for him.

“You said it wasn’t safe,” Casey said, “what I did. So show me safe.”

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Reviews:Kris on Joyfully Jay wrote:

I have to say that my biggest worry going into this book was how the author was going to make me believe that these two characters, whose start was terrible when they met for the very first time, could fall in love. But Chris is a master storyteller and in the end, their romance is not only believable, but beautiful. It takes a lot of hard work on both their parts, but that’s perhaps the best part.

KR Phoenix on Books, Tattoos & Tea wrote:

Casey was so broken, to a point he doesn’t even realize how badly. The reality of his upbringing and his internalized homophobia was devastating, confronting and heartbreaking. What he’s been through is touched on and is confronting and saddening. I really enjoyed his overall character development and feel he grew so beautifully into himself as an eventually out and proud gay man. I loved his healing and honest process. His care and buddying friendship with Finn was so wonderful to read and the love and trust he has for Brooks is great to watch unfold.


Forget I Told You

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Jay has a nice wife and a nice life with a nice house and a nice job in the very nice city of Seattle. Except he’s beginning to suspect that none of that is true. If he has a wife, why can’t he remember marrying her? And why does trying to remember make his head hurt?

Deron knows he shouldn’t be in Seattle. Giving into his need to check on the man who once belonged to him could put a complicated cross-agency investigation at risk. All he wants is one little peek. He didn’t expect Jay to recognize him or for the two of them to get shot at on the streets of Seattle.

Jay’s suffering from a case of amnesia only he can cure and is at the heart of a mystery only he can solve. Too bad he doesn’t know any of that. But there’s one thing he does know: Deron. His memory may have been removed, but his soul will never forget its mate.

Can he remember everything else in time to save both their lives and possibly an entire country?

Content warning: mention of suicide, gun violence

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“Hey, um.” He caught the stranger before he hit the door, arresting him with no more than his voice. The man turned and looked at him with something like horror, and Jay lost track of whatever he’d been planning to say, if he’d even had a plan. It’d been more a need than a plan, but when those eyes turned to him with fearful shock, the need took a specific direction.

He restrained himself from reaching out to soothe the conflict out of the hazel eyes ringed in black, to wipe clear the furrowed brow. Had Jay caused this distress by approaching him? He rocked back on his heels, giving the stranger space.

“Hi.”

The man nodded warily.

“My name’s Jay.”

“Jay,” the man repeated, so softly Jay almost couldn’t hear him, like it was a breath he sighed out.

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Jay loved hearing his name. All humans did, he knew. There was something so... so homey about it, so anchoring. But it’d never hit him this hard. He swayed unconsciously forward as he asked the stranger for his name.

The man swallowed. “Deron.”

“Deron.” Deron, he repeated to himself. Deron. It echoed through his mind like it’d always been there. “You were watching me.”

“Sorry.”

“Why sorry?” he asked, still suppressing the urge to reach out and offer physical comfort.

“You’re married.”

“Oh. You noticed that, huh?”

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Reviews:Jay on Joyfully Jay wrote:

Oh, this story was such a thrill ride, I was captivated throughout the book! Tanya Chris writes in many genres, but her suspense stories are some of my favorites. The early part of this story, in particular, was so intense and exciting as Jay slowly starts to realize his life is not what it seems. Chris builds the suspense so well as we know Jay has amnesia, and we know that he is connected to Deron, but Jay is unaware of both of these things. We also have no idea how he lost his memory or why Deron is keeping his distance. But Jay seeing Deron is like pulling on a thread and watching things unravel as that is the catalyst to the whole mystery breaking apart.

Jay on Kimmer's Erotic Book Banter wrote:

Looking for a suspenseful, intriguing and unique twist on amnesia? Then Forget I Told You by Tanya Chris is for you, reinforcing that the heart knows what it wants, and true love is strong enough to conquer even logical thought, to demolish even the toughest defenses.


Among Heroes

Cover of Among Heroes by Tanya Chris features two men in front of a tropical island backdrop

This disaster of a romcom will have you rooting for the two bad boy wannabees whose solid gold hearts yearn for each other while their rock solid bodies grapple with a different kind of yearning.

If you’re going to fly into the path of an oncoming hurricane, there’s only one man you want as Captain: ex-Air Force pilot, Rook Terzi. But why would you do ever do such a thing in the first place? This definitely isn’t the smartest decision Rook has ever made, as evidenced by an abrupt landing on the wrong side of Coxa de Peru, but being marooned isn’t all bad. In fact, it would be almost paradise if it weren’t for one particular passenger: YouTube personality and alpha-wannabe, Bryce Norris.

Bryce figures he’s the best choice to take charge of this group of survivors. He’s a paid adventurer, after all. Sure, his production manager usually handles the details, but Bryce does his own stunts, and he’s ready to sacrifice his body in any way necessary. Too bad no one’s asking him to play hero, because he’s well-equipped for the job.

When a crew member’s declining health means they can’t wait for rescue any longer, Bryce and Rook need to stop fighting for dominance and start cooperating on a jungle trek towards civilization. Can their rivalry turn to passion beneath a tropical moon?

Content warning: the author knows nothing about flying a plane except what you learn by sitting in one and has made up her own model of aircraft. If you have any aviation expertise, you’ll probably find this book supremely annoying. Otherwise, suspend your disbelief, buckle in, and let’s take off on what’s sure to be a wild ride.

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Rook carried his duffel into the brush to change. He was standing there in nothing but his briefs, debating whether or not to change those out too—since he only had one change of underwear, he probably ought to give these a second day—when noises behind him drew his attention to Bryce thrashing through the foliage like a rampaging elephant.

“Ha! I knew you weren’t wearing any bulky boxers beneath those pants. I’d have seen the lines.”

Rook snatched up the t-shirt Bryce had lent him and covered his groin with it. “Do you mind?”

“Oh, sorry. I forgot you need privacy to use the men’s room.” Bryce unzipped and fished his dick out through his fly.

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Men’s room. Well, it was true that the men had been mostly heading in one direction to use the facilities and the women in the other, so this small clearing had become a de facto men’s room. Still, Bryce could’ve given him five minutes to change his clothes rather than barge in here looking him over like he was candy.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to jump your straight ass, fine as it might be in those sweet briefs. You’re not my type.”

“I happen to be gay.” Rook turned a bit, perhaps to intentionally give Bryce a better look at his fine ass. “And the whole group knows who you’re gunning for.”

“Can you blame me? Speaking of fine asses. Hey, hold up. What do you mean you happen to be gay?” Bryce tucked his dick away and zipped back up, leaving Rook to realize that he was still standing there wearing nothing but his briefs and Bryce’s hot eyes.

“I happen to be gay. So much for your gaydar. What makes you think Neil is?”

“Are you kidding? Just look at him. You telling me you wouldn’t do him?”

“Whether or not I’d ‘do him’ as you so eloquently put it has nothing to do with whether or not he’d be interested.”

“Yeah, well, keep off. I was there first.”

“He’s not a piece of property.” He pulled Bryce’s t-shirt on over his head, unaccountably annoyed at Bryce’s focus on Neil. “He can choose the man he wants to be with, and if that’s me, that’s me.”

“I don’t even believe you’re gay. You’d get with Neil just to piss me off.”

That was close enough to the truth that it pulled Rook up a little. “Maybe, maybe not.”

“Prove you’re gay.”

“Prove it how? You want me to kiss you, big guy?” He met Bryce’s eyes tauntingly, and for a moment he thought Bryce would say yes, and that he wouldn’t mind doing it either. Bryce’s upper lip featured a sweet dip in the center, and his lower lip hung plump below it. Around that prettily-matched set of lips, the bristles of his dark blond beard framed his mouth like a target.

Instead of kissing him, Rook grabbed Bryce’s package through his pants and gave it a rough squeeze. “That gay enough for you?”

“Hey. How about some boundaries?”

“Like when you barged in here to watch me change?”

“Barged in here,” Bryce echoed mockingly. “It’s a fucking bush, Rookie, not your private en suite. Now, you gonna put those clothes on or are we going in search of the missing half of the plane with you in your undies? ’Cause I’m not complaining.” Bryce reached around and squeezed his ass.

“I thought we were having boundaries.”

“I thought we weren’t,” Bryce countered before crashing back through the foliage, as loud as he’d come.

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Reviews:Dixiecowgirl on Amazon wrote:

Delightful, steamy and fun enemies to lovers romance that will keep you reading all night long. I so enjoyed this story-line because it was so much more than a plane crash and a hot romance. I really liked how the secondary characters played an important role and how the author wove the issue of encroachment of native lands into the plot.

Bryce and Rook kinda collide in this story and there is such a struggle for control. I so enjoyed their journey to get rescue help and the waterfall scene had me laughing out loud.

Jean on Amazon wrote:

A wonderfully paced adventure featuring two testosterone tanks that have you shaking your head and rolling your eyes thinking "men are the pits", but in a good way I assure you!

B. McGrath on Amazon wrote:

The one liners are to die for roflmao. Rook and Bryce's banter is similar to teenage boys with snark, and it kept me chuckling. I loved it. Neil was a big surprise with his comments to Bryce (no spoilers) . This is such a captivating read, and the more I read the more I loved Rook and Bryce as a couple. Heat, suspense, and adventure. I was on the edge of my seat with this great page turner. I loved the ending and epilogue.


Aftershock

Cover for Aftershock by Tanya Chris features a despondent man in front of a NYC cityscape
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Being acquitted of Jamie’s murder won’t bring him back. Syed might be free, but he’s lost his lover and his sub, along with his sense of control, his libido, his friends, and the stomach to inflict the kind of pain Jamie thrived on. Even his high-rise apartment doesn’t suit him anymore.

Dashiell is drawn to the handsome man he represented in court, but he’s promised himself never to get involved with another confident playboy. His next boyfriend—if he can find such a thing—will see him as something more than a backup plan for a better offer. And how could he ever give a man like Syed what he wants anyway?

Dashiell fears the day Syed will ask him to bear more pain than he can handle as Syed struggles to reconcile how he’s coming to feel about Dashiell with how he still feels about Jamie. Can their fledgling relationship survive the discovery that Syed’s new sub might be representing the man who murdered his last sub?

Jamie deserves justice, Dashiell deserves love, and Syed wants to be the one to give both these men exactly what they need.

Content warning: this book includes descriptions of homophobic hate crimes. There is very mild BDSM content.

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Frustrated by the console separating them, Syed sat back for a moment. Dashiell was too tall to pull into his lap, and the heated seats made the car warm, almost sultry. He tugged at the knot of his tie to loosen it.

“I knew you’d be in a suit.” Dashiell reached for the knot of his own tie.

“I wouldn’t have minded if you’d been dressed casually. If I’d cared, I’d have spelled it out for you.” He didn’t play mind games. What his sub needed to know, he told him. Not that he claimed Dashiell as his sub yet, but even a date deserved that courtesy. “Though you do look very nice.”

He traced up the inseam of Dashiell’s slacks, cut more narrowly than he wore his own, stopping before he reached the hard length that stretched across to Dashiell’s hip. He put his hands under Dashiell’s knees and separated them, showcasing the bulge of his balls in the tight cocoon of fabric. “Very nice.”

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“You’re sure you don’t want to come up?”

“I won’t take the risk of letting you down tonight. From now on, you’ll know how much I want whatever we do.” He leaned over again to nibble at the dimple in Dashiell’s chin.

“Do you really want me though? Or is it just that I’m a safe person to test yourself with? Comfortable.”

“Believe me, the way I feel about you is anything but comfortable. I feel too much, not too little.” He traced his thumb over the graceful arc of Dashiell’s prominent cheekbone. “You make me think of warmth, of sunny places and bright colors. Your family is Greek, yes?”

“My grandparents came from Greece. My father’s parents. My mother isn’t Greek.”

“But you are.”

Dashiell’s beauty was masculine without being hard, his features chiseled but delicate, his mahogany curls an untamed splendor.

“I can imagine you against a white beach. How brown would you get in the sun?” He stroked over the skin that called to mind warm breezes and lazy mornings.

“I’ve never had a chance to find out,” Dashiell said petulantly. “Work, work, work.”

He wanted to keep Dashiell like a spoiled plaything—let him bathe in the ocean and tan on a beach and never worry about another thing, wanted to come home to find him soft and laughing and nearly naked, brown with the sun and hot with need.

He took his hands off Dashiell’s body. He was doing it again—thinking too far forward. That was what made being with Dashiell so uncomfortable, that ache in his chest when thoughts of Dashiell intruded into areas where only Jamie belonged.

“I should let you go. You said you have a big case.” He smoothed his thumb over Dashiell’s pout. “I’ll call you.”

“You mean you’ll have Bhupati call me.”

“Is that a problem?”

“No, it’s fine.”

“Good. He keeps me on track. I wouldn’t know where I was going if it weren’t for him.”

“I doubt that. You seem like a highly organized person.”

“Well, perhaps so, but trust me when I say that I’ll see you sooner and more reliably if I allow him to arrange the details. And that’s what I want—to see you soon. It’s what you want also, yes?”

Dashiell let out a small yes, and Syed took him by the upper arms to kiss him one last time, a simple touch of mouth to mouth, a promise that next time there’d be more. He watched to make sure Dashiell made it safely through the security door on the other side of the lobby before putting his car in gear.

It’d been a successful date, he thought. Not more than his heart could handle. When he got home, perhaps he could think of Dashiell when he took himself in hand. Perhaps his thoughts wouldn’t drift elsewhere tonight.

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Reviews:loveQhuay on Amazon wrote:

So I started to read this book, and the next thing I know? It's dark outside and I should be sleeping. But then what? I'll go to sleep after one more chapter... lol!

I couldn't put it down, it was so good! Better then the first, better then the third, better then anything!

Kathleen on Amazon wrote:

This story is one of the best I've read as far as watching a relationship develop and seeing characters stretch and grow. Both characters have some major hurdles to overcome and both do so in such beautiful ways. Dashiell is just adorable. He really is.

dagio on Amazon wrote:

This is an incredibly moving book. It looks at several different facets of a relationship, of grief, of societal expectations and much more. Tanya Chris did an amazing job weaving all of the components together into a masterpiece.

The character development is intense. The level of complexity the author is able to use is perfect. She really poured her heart and soul into these characters. Syed and Dashiell may have been primary but I loved the fact the author gave that same attention to secondary characters as well. The world building was flawless; the author did an excellent job creating vivid imagery. Between both the depth of characters and the world building, it felt like I was right there.


High Lonesome

Cover for High Lonesome by Tanya Chris features three men and a snowy mountain scene

Joe doesn’t live on top of a mountain because he loves people. A late summer snowstorm is the perfect chance to send his customers down to lower altitude and enjoy a few days of solo strolls and fireside naps.

Tanner’s not staying at a high-altitude hut to admire the scenery. He’s got a date to keep with the sort of person you don’t want to disappoint, a date that’ll result in him earning some much-needed cash in exchange for what’s left of his self-respect. But that’s OK. He gave up on self-respect when he picked up the needle anyway.

Pyotr didn’t drop into a blizzard to rescue Tanner or to drag Joe back down to the real world. His mission is a lot colder than that. People are only pawns, and spies are only heroes to those who don’t know them.

Hermit, addict, spy. Three men, one snowstorm, zero reason to trust. And someone’s coming …

Content warning: this book contains on-page heroin use and detox. A brief argument follows the reveal of a character’s HIV status.

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“We getting drunk tonight?” Pyotr asked as he watched Joe fill their shot glasses.

“We’re playing a game. You’ve heard of Truth or Dare? Well, tonight we’re going to play a game called Truth and Also Truth. Drink up.”

Pyotr knocked back his vodka while Joe did the same with the tequila. Tanner took a tentative sip from his glass like it was a tea cup, but he followed the first sip with another.

“What are we telling the truth about?” Pyotr asked.

“Good question. So far, I’d say not much. You’ve both been lying to me. I don’t know why you two are here, but you do. Both of you. You want to fill me in on what I’m missing?” He refilled their glasses.

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Pyotr spun his shot glass around, sloshing some of the liquid over the rim. Joe was his kind of bartender, filling to the top, not to the line. Joe nodded at him and he went ahead and slammed the shot back, feeling it burn down his throat and warm his stomach. If Joe’s plan was to get him drunk enough to spill state secrets, it might just work. He was tired—tired of lying to everyone about everything, tired of being lied to back.

“You know why I’m here,” he said. “It was bunk here or freeze to death out there.”

“Or you could’ve stayed in the helicopter you rode in on.”

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Reviews:Anne Shure on Amazon wrote:

I was pleasantly surprised by its intrigue, as well as by each of the characters. It turned out to be a much deeper book than I’d anticipated, which delighted the hell out of me. I grew to care about these guys, about their very real struggles and weaknesses, so it was especially sweet when they got their HEA.

Erryn Barratt on Amazon wrote:

Wow, what a book. I think the tagline summarizes it perfectly: Three men. One snowstorm. Zero trust. There are certainly elements of a thriller – espionage, isolated location, questionable loyalties, treason, etc. But this book is so much more than that. This book is about relationships. Familial, authoritative, obligatory, and romantic.

Joseph Albanese on Amazon wrote:

There are tough scenes but the way Tanya Chris deftly uses and addresses the pains and realities of hard drug addictions, shows compassion and care with each of the characters that gutted me in the best way. I felt so connected and invested in the outcome for these men.High Lonesome is a must read that is gripping , sexy and a true gem.


Predestination Unknown

Cover for Predestination Unknown by Tanya Chris shows a young man in old fashioned clothes with a gallows in the background

Luther is almost enjoying a rainy day in Salem, Massachusetts on All Hallow’s Eve when his pursuit of a light-haired, light-skinned guy in a Pilgrim costume sends him crashing back in time to Salem 1692 and the start of the Salem witchcraft trials.
Ezekiel was only going about his chores when a gay, bi-racial man from the future dropped into his life. He doesn’t know Luther is from 2017, not from Boston. He doesn’t know that it’s OK to feel about a man the way he’s coming to feel about Luther. And he has no idea that the wealthy, white men running Salem are about to hang twenty people for the trumped-up crime of witchcraft.
Ezekiel has a lot to learn, both in bed and out, and he’s going to have to get up to speed fast if he and Luther are going to prevent a Colonial American tragedy, one that has already kind of happened. Is our future predestined? Or can Luther and Ezekiel change the course of their country for the better?
Content warning: Some unsympathetic secondary characters hold and express racist views. Most of these are immediately refuted by other characters, but a few comments go uncorrected.

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Aftercare

Cover of Aftercare by Tanya Chris shows a man in front of a NYC cityscape straightening his tie
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Aayan Denir knows Garrett Hillier was once a high-powered defense attorney, and—thanks to a leaked photograph—he knows Garrett is sexually submissive, which makes him ideally qualified to defend Aayan's brother from the charge of murdering his sub. Aayan would do anything to protect Syed, even if he doesn't understand how Syed could hurt someone he loves. He could never hurt Garrett. He only wants to take care of him—love him, serve him, cherish him. And maybe torture him. Just a little.

Garrett probably shouldn’t be dating his client’s brother. Right? And what’s the use in a confirmed sub dating a guy who doesn’t want to be a Dom anyway? The important thing is to get Syed cleared of the discriminatory murder charge he’s facing. Aayan is a distraction. But for the first time in the three lonely years since Garrett’s husband died, he’s feeling hope, ambition, and desire. Can he give up the pain he craves to find the love he needs?

As Syed’s trial date looms, Aayan and Garrett explore what a BDSM relationship means for them, and what they mean to each other.

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He was prepared to exit the dark interior of Aayan’s very comfortable car with a handshake and a quick goodbye, but Aayan trapped him with no more than a look. He held his breath as Aayan slid closer across the leather seat.

“Your gaydar must be pretty dysfunctional if it didn’t pick up on how attracted I am to you. I knew you were attracted to me. Your reaction was immediate.”

“Yeah, I, uh …” God, articulate much, Garrett? “It would be a bad idea to get involved though. Conflict of interest, and, um …”

Aayan’s hand curling around the back of his neck temporarily cleared his mind.

“So I shouldn’t,” he concluded, as if he’d presented a coherent argument.

“Shouldn’t or won’t?”

“Shouldn’t. I can’t say won’t.”

“Good.”

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Aayan didn’t close the distance between them himself; he didn’t even meet Garrett in the middle. He stayed rock still and drew Garrett to him with a force that was irresistible but unhurried, perhaps giving Garrett a chance to say no but only proving that he didn’t want to. Aayan’s lips closed over his firmly, parting and opening them so that their tongues met in a wet tangle.

Garrett inhaled around Aayan’s kiss. His hands clawed blindly forward, seeking Aayan’s shoulders to steady him as his head swam. The wool of Aayan’s sweater was like moss beneath his fingers—too soft and slick to save him. He groped higher until he found the coarser texture of Aayan’s hair. He clung there, inching forward, pressing harder into the kiss, choked whimpers rising up to fill Aayan’s mouth with his need.

Three years. Three years since he’d been so hard, so hungry, since someone had held him so commandingly. Just that single hand to the back of his neck coaxed him to fall deeper into the rich darkness of desire.

The panic came as quickly as the desire had. What was he doing? He hadn’t even known this man twenty-four hours ago. Russell’s picture lay at his feet, and he was shamelessly trying to crawl across the center console and into Aayan’s lap.

He pulled back as far as Aayan’s hand would allow him. “I can’t— I’m not ready for—”

The pressure on the back of his neck eased. He could move away now. If he wanted to.

“OK.” Aayan’s lips teased his. “I understand.” Another kiss, like morphine to his jangled nerves.

God, his head was so fuzzy, his resolve so hazy. “You say that, but you keep kissing me.”

Aayan chuckled and released him. He resettled himself into the center of his seat and held both hands up. “OK?”

Right. It was on him now. Garrett sat up and slid back into his own seat. Right. It would be better if he could breathe, but Aayan wasn’t touching him, so …

“I’ll see you,” he said, putting his hand on the door handle.

“Don’t forget the photograph.”

Right.

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Reviews:Jaime on Alpha Book Club wrote:

Aftercare is my first book by author Tanya Chris and hopefully I will be reading more, soon! I really enjoyed the emotional depth this author went to in this story, as we watch our two MC learn about each other and figure out if they can be what the other needs.

They say a picture can speak 1000 words…nothing is more true than two very important pictures in this story. Both pictures feature a man in love, in the throes of submission, while deep in love with their Dom…one picture brings a new love to Garrett and the second photo may just save a life.

Caroline on Love Bytes wrote:

I was drawn to Garrett Hillier immediately and I think that was due to the sadness that surrounded him. He’s a sexually submissive man who has lost an important part of himself since his husband’s death three years ago. He also walked away from his role as a top defence lawyer choosing instead to open a smaller practice. The death of his husband was heart-breaking enough but when his husband’s family turned on him and stole the most important memento he had left it was a double whammy that ensured Garrett didn’t offer his heart out again.

Kris on Joyfully Jay wrote:

I loved this book. It had everything a good books needs to have: great writing, well-paced plot, layers upon layers, and a truly beautiful D/s relationship. I have no trouble recommending this one at all.


Original cover for Aftercare is illustrated and shows a man standing in front of a desk with a picture in the background
Original cover for Aftercare

Cover for the Italian version of Aftercare shows a belt and a flogger on a dark background
Italian cover for Aftercare

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aftercare is also available in Italian: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08KFRDJP7