Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Book Tour, eARC Review, #Giveaway & Guest Post by Havan Fellows & Lee Brazil: Christmas In His Heart

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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HAVAN FELLOWS: I annoy, love, respect, scare, seduce, hurt, anger, infatuate, frustrate, flatter, envy, amuse and tolerate everyone. I just do it better in writing thanks to a little thing called…edits. Okay no, seriously…I'm a simpleminded person who enjoys the escape from real life through a book. I write with the group Story Orgy and hope to continue doing so for a long time. I also am privileged to be with the Pulp Friction writers, creating intermingling books in a world all our own. And just like every other red-blooded human—I love hearing from people. So feel free to drop me a line—whether it's a comment on my blog, an email, a tweet, or you track me down on FaceBook or Google +…it's easy to catch someone who wants to be caught. 

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Book Name: Christmas In His Heart
Release Date: December 4th, 2014
Author Name: Lee Brazil & Havan Fellows
Publisher: Lime Time Press
Cover Artist: Laura Harner
Words: 35,562
Categories: Contemporary, Gay Fiction, Romance, Holiday

Christmastime brings joy to hearts everywhere. Between snow angels, festive clothing, holiday decorations, and of course, all the beautiful lights, it’s hard not to partake in the season. Unless you no longer have Christmas in your heart. Dermot Alasdair has never shared the horrific memories that keep him from celebrating the happiest time of the year, nor does he ever plan to. He’s fine being alone and shut off from everyone; he has his restaurant and that’s all he needs. He believes that, too…until the craft store next door from his eatery hires a perpetually smiling annoyance. Really, it isn’t normal for someone to be that happy all the time.  
Xander Leahman didn’t know what he was getting into when he accepted an invitation to visit his best friend and help her interview people for the newly created position of manager at Craft Time. When a surly man bumps into him and then walks away with an enticing sway to his hips, Xander decides the position—and Dermot—are perfect for him. Now all he can think of is finding ways to get Dermot out of his clothes. Well that, and how to open this grinch’s heart to the Christmas season and, hopefully, love.
Review by multitaskingmomma
My Rating: 4 of 5 Stars

Who never read or watched How The Grinch Stole Christmas? This is a well beloved children's Christmas Story that tells of how Christmas has become so commercialized, the true message of love and hope is lost and gets replaced by short tempers, over-indulgence, over-spending, and lots of fires. No thanks to the cheap commercialized lights that spark and wreck electric havoc.

For Dermot, he lost his family after a fire stole his Christmas. The trauma left his heart a bit cold in winter when the holiday season is on full throttle and his temper gets shorter as he sees more and more of the greed for gifts rather than the actual love. Not to mention the lights. Too many freaking lights! Those are fire hazards!

Xander came to town thinking to help his BFF find the best person to help her manage her crafting business. However, setting eyes on the uber-licious Dermot snapped him out of his day dreaming and made him realize he wanted nothing of the cold and unfeeling city career and more of the small town and close-to-home feel of the crafting business. Also, he could ogle Dermot all he wants and plot on how to win his crush.

This Christmas, we watch Xander finally getting the resolve to get his man. We read in wide-eyed wonder at Dermot's futile attempts to resist Xander's charm. When Dermot's cold and broken heart finally warms up and starts to mend, what kind of Christmas gift will Xander get?

This is a wonderful Christmas tale that edges on the brink of fairy tales but fortunately does not. It does send a powerful message of hope for all in this cold season and made this reader smile at the quirkiness that is the lovable Xander. Dermot is hard to like, just like the Grinch he is, but soon, I warmed up to him and by the end of this tale, Dermot is one HOT! chef who deserves a little bit of cheer from the man he loves.

I asked the authors a simple question:"Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?” Read what they have to say! It's quite the colorful little revlations we received :D

Lee: *gasp* And here you are, as well! Havan is stalking me, I swear! This is the third blog I’ve visited today, and here she is again!
Havan: Oh like that’s a surprise :P lmao

Lee:*grins* Well, I guess Will over at Pride did make our schedule. He wouldn’t split us up.

Havan:Hey! That is never an option...where you go I stalk...follow, I meant follow! Nothing weird at all, promise.

Lee:Here, I have a seat for you here, and the folks here have a question for us. Hi all! Thanks for inviting us over today. I’m Lee Brazil, author of m/m romance, and this is my co-author and friend, Havan Fellows.

Havan:*waves* Howdy. :)


Lee:That’s an excellent question, by the way. Havan? Did you hide an encrypted message in the story?

Havan:Um...should I read the book backwards and find out?

Lee:Lol. I think romance as a genre is a message in and of itself. Love is a universal need, and a romance gives everyone a happily ever after between the pages, even if it's difficult to find in the real world.

Havan:Absolutely...I think every romance has a message in it - the trick is that everyone perceives that message as they see fit at the time...like what they need at that moment is more prominent in the book to them. That’s why romances are so timeless. You can read the same book one day with a broken heart and get a different meaning out of it than when you read it while completely head over heels for someone. It caters to your specific needs at that moment.

Lee:Great point, Havan. Romance differs depending on the way you feel when you approach it.

Havan:If I had to focus it down to one main message I think it would be simply that Christmas is a magical time of the year for people who open their hearts to it.

Lee:Absolutely. Think of how Scrooge changed when he accepted the magic of Christmas.

Havan:Yeah…*silly happy smile*

Thank you Multi-tasking Mommas for having us over...may your eggnog be strong and your men stronger *winks* and have a great holiday season. :)


“Hey! Good morning!”

The cheerful greeting broke through his concentration, and Dermot looked up to see the new manager of the Craft Time craft store sweeping the sidewalk in front of the shop. “Hey,” he muttered sourly. Xander Leahman made his head ache. Just one glance and he wanted to snap at the man to comb his hair, put on a heavier jacket, and for Christ sakes why wasn’t he wearing gloves outside in this weather?

Dermot wasn’t going to stop. He had no plans stop and talk to the smiling man. Xander bubbled more than a bottle of shaken soda water. Dermot didn’t have time for his chatter, and he didn’t have time for the strange, compelling not-quite-nausea he seemed prone to in Xander’s company.

Maybe he was allergic to the man’s cologne, or deodorant, or shampoo. Dermot leaned forward and sniffed surreptitiously, but he couldn't smell anything other than cinnamon and vanilla. An overwhelming urge to bake overcame him, and he jerked himself upright.

He was an executive chef, not a pastry chef. He didn’t bake, and especially not something as…plebeian as oatmeal raisin cookies, which was what Xander smelled like.

“Excuse me.” He deliberately stepped around Xander, who put out a hand and caught his arm.

“I saw you coming down the street.” Xander set the broom aside and picked up a steaming mug from the windowsill. “It’s not as good as Prudence’s coffee, but I made it fresh this morning.”

Blinking in astonishment, Dermot stared from the mug to the hand on his arm. He could really… “Thanks.” He accepted the mug and inhaled the rich aroma of good coffee, scented with cinnamon and…yeah, vanilla. And he’d thought it was Xander who smelled so good? He didn't know whether to be relieved or embarrassed. “I needed this. That walk feels longer every day that the temperature drops.” The first sip exploded on his tongue with soothing heat and delicious flavor and he bit back a moan of appreciation.

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  1. Thanks for having us Multitasking Mommas, I loved visiting with you. Also, thanks for the terrific review, I had the most fun writing this book with Lee. *huge smiles* :)

  2. Thank you for hosting us today and Happy holidays to all!