Release Date: June 24, 2015
Pages or Words: 35,000 words
Cover Artist: AngstyG
Categories: Contemporary, Gay fictions, M/M Romance, Mystery, Paranormal, Romance
Being a witch doesn’t mean one can beat the devil forever.
Jeffrey Overton, unemployed IT professional turned poker player, pushes his luck once too often and runs afoul of the host of an illegal card club. The man sent to escort Jeffrey to a “meeting” about his supernatural winning streak arrives at Jeffrey’s crappy North Portland apartment, lock-picking tools in hand and a charm to block Jeffrey’s magick.
Head muscle for said host, Mike Wells, is a Daisy from Daisyville. He isn’t a witch. What he lacks in magickal talent he makes up for in brawn, so he doesn’t expect the guy he’s after to overpower him. But once Mike renders Jeffrey helpless, he’d rather seduce him than bring him in.
Jeffrey and Michael ditch the “meeting” and end up hunting some of the same people they ran from, trying to get Jeffrey back into his own body. And that’s only part of the adventure. The pair travel halfway across the country on the quietest road trip in history and find missing people, empire-building witches, and maybe even the families they’d both thought lost to them.
Review by: multitaskingmomma
My Rating: 3.5 of 5 Stars
Jeffrey Overton gets into trouble because he just could not stop himself from betting or acting on an impulse to bet. To gamble. Just like anyone who is addicted to the game, lady luck is not going to be there most of the time. When the lady does not return, he instead meets one Mike Wells.
Mike Wells was assigned to grab and bring Jeffrey back so he could pay up his debt. This should have been a simple task really if not for the fact Mike ends up getting hot and intimate with Jeff. When they straighten up and go the other way, Jeff ends in more trouble. What kind of trouble you ask?
Well, you see, there is magick in this story and one such dark magick is body snatching. With just a kiss, Jeff wakes up a little girl. Now this cannot be, this cannot do, so Mike and Jeff go back the other way they both came from and try to win Jeff's body back. In the process, there is something brewing between these unlikely pair and it is the farthest thing from the initial lust.
You said, it: Romance.
Okay, so this is a short read and was quite fast paced. So fast, in fact, I got a bit lost somewhere and got confused. I had to double back myself to get my bearings straight and when I finally did, then the story moved to a regular pace. You see, the body snatching meant an exchange of personalities in a different body so Jeff was a little girl that sounded like Jeff the mature man. The Jeff body sounded like a girl. So yes, color me confused for a moment there.
Overall, yes, a fast read but it can do with some levelling. Otherwise, this is quite the unusual plot for there is magick and daisies that I've definitely never read before. For the originality of this read, I give it a 3.5.
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The Pinch of the Game is a Romance, but it’s also an adventure story. With magick—my favorite kind! In this excerpt we’re in Mike’s POV and he’s handcuffed to a TV shelf in a Motel 6, convinced he’s about to watch as his lover is executed. But this is a Romance, so…
He sounded terrified. I pulled harder, but that damned bolt must’ve been sunk into a stud, because it barely moved. I might not’ve been able to see what the little girl—Trina?—had been doing, but I heard her chanting under her breath and saw when she grabbed Jeff’s head in both hands. He fought like a gray fox with one leg in a trap, and she barked at Benny to hold him still. After that it didn’t take long—one short kiss and they both passed out.
I stopped trying to get loose. Benny froze too, and for no reason that made sense, he looked like he was waiting for a field goal to sail sixty yards and split the uprights. The smile that crawled across his face made me wish I could take a step back through the wall and disappear.
“You did it.”
“Of course I did it, dumbshit.” It was Jeff’s voice—his honeyed voice that I never should’ve listened to—but the little girl’s words. Not-Jeff stood and stretched, ran both hands over his chest and ass. He gave his dick a squeeze through his jeans and laughed. “Fuck yeah, I did it.”
Benny was on his way toward me, gun in hand, when not-Jeff stopped laughing.
“Leave him. A maid will find him in the morning, with his pecker hanging out, with her. He’ll get locked up, and Sally will take care of things when it suits him.”
Benny looked like he would’ve made a case for taking the time to plug me, if he wasn’t afraid of being left behind. He was primed to. But Trina had already dismissed the motel room and everybody in it, so I got to keep breathing.
The vehicle I hadn’t heard because I had been too busy getting my dick sucked peeled out and sped away. With Trina—Sal’s wife—wearing Jeff’s body. It had to be her, but how had she gotten in the little girl’s body? And where was the little girl?
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