Food Truck Warriors Box Set Part One - Beth Bolden

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Book Title: Food Truck Warriors Box Set Part One

Author and Publisher:  Beth Bolden

Cover Artist: Cate Ashwood Designs

Release Date: July 19, 2023

Genre: Contemporary MM romance

Tropes: boss/employee, fake boyfriend, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, bisexual awakening

Themes: found family

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 280 861 words

It is part one of a two-part box set. It includes books 1, 1.5, 2, and 3.

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Blurb

Welcome to the Food Truck Warriors, a Los Angeles-based, queer-friendly food truck lot. You’ll experience delicious food, even more delectable men, and the most mouth-watering spice of all, unexpected and undeniable romance.

Drive Me Crazy: the toughest part of Lucas’ new job isn’t the long, hot hours he’s working to make fish tacos in such a tiny space, it’s his new boss. Who just happens to be totally irresistible.

Kiss & Tell: Jackson, bar owner and professed workaholic, is ready to let loose this New Year’s Eve, and the only person he wants to kiss at midnight is Greek food truck owner Alexis. But what happens when he discovers he wants more than just a single, soul-scorching kiss?

Hit the Brakes: Tate’s tried for years to get over his high school crush on football player Chase, but he’s struck out every single time. But when Chase shows up at his food truck, ready to help save it from closure, and offers to be his fake boyfriend in the bargain, how can Tate say no?

On a Roll: What happens when two food truck owners name their truck the exact same thing? Sparks fly when Gabe and Sean meet but grow hotter still when they try to convince each other to back down and change their name. Maybe there’s a way they can both win this game.

Excerpt

From Book 1 in the Food Truck Warriors series, Drive Me Crazy:

“Hey,” Tony said, leaning over the counter where Lucas was putting the final touches on a few plates of fish tacos. “Hey, I just thought of something.”

“Hmmm?” Lucas gave the tacos a final sprinkle of chopped cilantro and slid them onto the window ledge. “Fish tacos for Marcy!”

“How are we going to stake out the truck?” Tony said softly. He was clearly trying to keep their investigation from Jeremy, which Lucas was happy about. Maybe he didn’t think Jeremy was the problem, but it made sense to keep quiet about it.

“I don’t know,” Lucas said, sliding another serving of battered fish into the fryer for the next order. Fish tacos were a big hit tonight. “We stake it out?”

“How?” Tony hissed.

“What do you mean how?” Lucas asked. Tony was kind of weird, except it was in this endearing way that Lucas didn’t think he’d tolerate in someone who had shittier hair or was slightly shorter or even worse, had less natural charm.

“Like, I drive a motorcycle,” Tony said. “How are we supposed to stake out the truck on a motorcycle?”

Lucas glanced up. He didn’t know if he loved or hated the frisson of heat that sparked through him when he thought of riding with Tony, plastered to his back, the engine roaring between their thighs. “I have my car,” he said.

“Oh, I didn’t know you had a car,” Tony said.

“What do you think I do? Skateboard around town?” Lucas retorted. “Of course I have a fucking car.”

“Okay,” Tony said. “What about snacks?”

“Snacks?”

“Snacks and binoculars,” Tony said. “We need both of those things for a stakeout.”

Lucas actually didn’t know what they needed—he hadn’t thought this through any further than suggesting it. “Do you own a pair of binoculars?” he asked.

Tony appeared to be trying to figure out if he did. “Uh, no?” he finally admitted. “Do you think they’re a requirement?”

We’re not going to be catching anyone; only spending several hours pressed up together in my tiny-ass car, a situation which I am already regretting. “No,” Lucas said. Because the chance of anyone trying to break into the truck was so slim that getting a pair of binoculars just for this seemed silly.

“I think we can just look really hard, you know,” Tony said. “But the snacks, those are non-negotiable.”

“I have some of my energy bars,” Lucas said. “Is that snack-like enough for you, Mr. Stakeout?”

“I think so,” Tony said, nodding enthusiastically. “I’ve been wanting to try them.”

“Spin class and now energy bars. Give it a few more weeks, and you’re going to actually be . . .” Lucas gave a faux shocked gasp. “Healthy.”

Tony smacked him on the back as he turned towards the window and an approaching customer. It wasn’t quite low enough to be anywhere near his ass, but Lucas felt the sting, and wanted, even as he tried to push the temptation so far out of reach that it’d stop bothering him with everything he couldn’t have. Because even as he acknowledged that he shouldn’t have Tony, he slid further down the slippery slope of rationalization.

Maybe they were just fucking inevitable.

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Book Title: Food Truck Warriors Box Set Part Two

Author: Beth Bolden

Cover Artist: Cate Ashwood Designs

Release Date: July 26, 2023

Genre: Contemporary MM romance

Tropes: bodyguard/protector romance, friends to lovers, roommates to lovers, bad boy romance

Themes: found family

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 242 858  words

It is part two of a two-part box set. It includes books 4, 5, and 6.

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Blurb

Welcome to the Food Truck Warriors, a Los Angeles-based, queer-friendly food truck lot. You’ll experience delicious food, even more delectable men, and the most mouthwatering spice of all, unexpected and undeniable romance.

Full Speed Ahead: Ash’s past is full of secrets, and to his frustration, someone’s not only discovered them, but is determined to reveal them to the whole food truck lot. Ex-military bodyguard Lennox is totally addicted to both Ash’s food and the man, so how can he say no when Ash needs his protection?

Wheels Down: Ross doesn’t like needing help but he can’t pretend anymore that he doesn’t. His food truck is struggling, he’s overworked, and there’s no relief in sight until Shaw, the local bartender, offers him a place to stay, then his friendship, and finally, so much more.

Ride or Die: Ren is used to being desired. He knows what men are looking for from him, and he enjoys them right back, whenever he gets the urge. But what he doesn’t want is a relationship—until Seth starts hanging around the food truck lot, and refuses to agree to Ren’s offer of a no strings night together. Seth wants more, and is willing to risk everything to get it.

About the Author 

A lifelong Pacific Northwester, Beth Bolden has just recently moved to North Carolina with her supportive husband. Beth still believes in Keeping Portland Weird, and intends to be just as weird in Raleigh.

Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn’t a bestseller, but hope springs eternal. She has published over forty novels and novellas.

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Shadowy Illusions (D’Vaire, Book 38) by Jessamyn Kingley

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Book Title: Shadowy Illusions (D’Vaire, Book 38)

Author and Publisher: Jessamyn Kingley

Cover Artist: LJ Anderson of Mayhem Cover Creations

Release Date: August 3, 2023

Genres: MMM Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Tropes: Fated mates, menage/MMM

Themes: Love

Heat Rating:  3 flames

Length:  98 000 words

It is not a standalone story, but does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Three men determined to find love and put the shadows of the past far behind them.

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For two thousand years, the sentinels were imprisoned. They lived in a world of grayness and loneliness. But those days are far behind Shadow Lord Gerard Treily’s people. Today, the sentinels are revered and distinguished members of society. And Gerard’s purpose is clear. He decides punishments and guides his brethren through the finer points of the law. That, along with being a member of a devoted task force, gives him purpose. But Gerard wants his mate.

Ardusian Valzadari has also distanced himself from his past. Once a sullen elf who pilfered small treasures, Ardusian is now a success and a friend to his chieftain. As an important executive in the renowned company Elven D’Vaire, Ardusian works long hours to avoid the loneliness eating at him. What he wants is the other half of his soul.

The enchanters belong to the same Council as Gerard and Ardusian, but Amaury Gennevois’s people guard their privacy and rarely interact with anyone outside their race. The Gennevoises are a powerful family, but Amaury has little to his name. He has no money or job, and his father and uncle control everything. Neither man cares for Amaury, and he has the scars to prove it. 

To the surprise of Amaury, Ardusian, and Gerard, they discover Fate has granted them a triple matebond. Although relationships like theirs do not have a high rate of success in the Council, the three men care little for statistics. They are determined to build something meaningful. But secrets rest between them, and the past refuses to stay hidden. It will take grit, courage, and instituting change for every enchanter to build the future they deserve.

Excerpt 

Gerard stepped out of his office and stopped at the enormous desk that sat at the entrance of the sentinels’ headquarters. Two men manned it—a sentinel and a necromancer-druid hybrid. They were more than coworkers. Dudley and Evergreen were best friends and family. It was the kind of bond Gerard yearned to experience and hoped to have someday.

The pair were also standing behind their workspace with their gazes locked on something happening out in the hallway.

“What is going on?” Gerard asked.

Without glancing in his direction, Evergreen shrugged. “We aren’t sure. These two guys are out in the hallway acting strangely. I think they might get into a fistfight.”

“They would not have a fight in front of the Sentinel Brotherhood offices,” Gerard stated.

“That is what I said,” Dudley remarked.

Gerard’s eyebrows flew up as he looked through the tall panes of clear glass. There was a Valzadari with his hands raised, and a blond man who stood a couple of inches shorter than the blue elf.

“I wish I could hear what they are saying,” Evergreen said. “I’m pretty sure they were yelling. Why do we have such thick glass?”

“For your safety,” Dudley replied.

“I wasn’t even working for you guys when this place was designed.”

“Not for you specifically, but for whoever sits here,” Dudley explained.

The two men continued to have a conversation in the hallway. One dashed off, but the other halted him in his tracks with whatever he said. It was odd, and Gerard was curious. And annoyed that anyone would choose to have a personal altercation in front of his workplace.

“I am going out there,” Gerard remarked, intrigued by the strange tableau beyond the glass and the squabbling men.

“Good,” Evergreen replied. “Get all the details. What’s going on? Who started it? Are they going to solve their obvious rift with some man love? Tell them to feel free to do that right where they are.”

Gerard rolled his eyes as he stalked to the door. “Elves lack sexuality like sentinels.”

“Stop ruining my day with pesky details. They’re hot together,” Evergreen retorted. “I wonder if we have any popcorn around here, I could use some if I’m watching a show.”

Whatever response Gerard had at the ready for Evergreen disappeared as he pulled open the door. The blood in his body rushed to his groin, and the sweet scents of plums and Concord grapes hit his nose. Both the elf and the sorcerer, who Gerard’s brain immediately catalogued as an enchanter, turned to Gerard with shocked, open-mouthed stares.

None of the three men were shifters, but somehow Gerard’s unfailingly perceptive senses told him the pair were his mates. Gerard did not know how he’d pleased Fate so much for her to bestow such handsome prizes on him. 

The blond enchanter had eyes the same deep reddish-purple as plums, and his hair was combed away from his pretty face. His pert nose was slightly upturned and scrunched as his mouth snapped closed. 

The arresting elf stood nearby in a silk tunic, pants, and flowing cloak. His high cheekbones brought immediate attention to his lovely blue eyes, and his sleek tresses were decorated lavishly with beads and braids.

“Two,” the elf shouted as he bent forward and clasped his head in his hands. “I think I need a doctor.”

Gerard had never been so grateful for his fast reflexes as he rushed over and grabbed the elf before he hit the ground. The poor man had fainted.

“Is he okay?” the enchanter whispered.

“I am not sure any of us are,” Gerard replied, sharing an awkward smile with the pretty enchanter. He finally understood what made a face beautiful. His mates were breathtaking.

The door to the Sentinel Brotherhood whipped open, and Lich Sentinel Alaric Daray stood there expressionless. “What is going on?”

“I just met my mates,” Gerard said, hardly able to believe the words. How he had the calmness to answer questions or help the unconscious elf, Gerard didn’t know, but he attributed it to being a sentinel. The spell that had created him had obviously prepared him for everything—even the almost unbelievable truth of his triple matebond.

Alaric’s dark brows flew up, then he grinned. “The first sentinel with two mates. Bring them inside so you can have some privacy.”

The elf sprawled in Gerard’s arms moved as his lashes fluttered upward. “At least my hallucinations are handsome.”

“Hallucinations?” Gerard asked in confusion.

“He didn’t think I was real,” the enchanter said, his head bowed. “I had my appearance glamoured and removed my spell in front of him. I may have scared him.”

“Can you put me down?” With a huff, the elf straightened, and Gerard gently helped him to his feet. The elf tugged on his tunic, and his cheeks turned a faint purple. “I was startled. But you grew angry with me. Why?”

“Come inside, we can speak in private,” Gerard encouraged. His mates had an issue, and the three of them deserved privacy as they adjusted to their new reality. Although Gerard was still stunned, elation worked its way through him too.

About the Author

Jessamyn Kingley has published over thirty titles and refuses to pick a favorite among them. With an extraordinary passion for her characters, she enthusiastically adds tales to her D’Vaire series and avidly re-reads them whenever her schedule allows. After decades living in the Washington, DC area, she now resides in Nevada with her husband and their three spoiled cats. When she is not writing or adding new ideas to her beloved notebooks, she is gaming with family and friends. 

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