Guest Post & Giveaway with Nash Summers


Title: Arrows Through Archer

Author: Nash Summers

Publisher: Self-published

Release Date: June 14, 2017

Length: 70,000 words

Genre: M/M, romance, contemporary

Tags: loss, grief, hurt/comfort, age difference, depression




After the loss of his parents, Archer Hart is consumed by grief. Each day, he struggles his way through classes, parties, and trying to put on a good front for the sake of his best friend. But at night, he falls asleep to the sound of gunshots ringing in his ears.

Mallory is a man fighting a war of emotions all his own. When his son invites his best friend back home to Banff over a college break, he’s happy for the company.

Some time during the late-night talks, subtle smiles, and long, long silences, the two men begin to find solace in one another.

But love isn’t always easy, especially when it strikes you straight through the heart.


What does she like?”

Mallory’s sigh was heavier than the collapse of a nation. “White wine. Reading biographies. Jazz music. Pasta primavera. Laughing. Swimming in the summer, skiing in the winter. My shirt.”

All good things to like.”

They are.”


He stopped speaking. It wasn’t one of those comfortable silences full of hope and contemplation. The silence felt toxic.

So,” Mallory said eventually. “So, I don’t know. You like puzzles and whiskey. And you listen to classic rock with me, although I’m painfully aware you don’t like it. And you love those chocolate cupcakes I brought home from the bakery last week, but you hate the bran muffins I make. And you like running and guns and silence, and Sarah doesn’t like any of those things.”

It was obvious now to see and hear how much he’d drunk.


She doesn’t like puzzles.” Finally, Mallory turned to me, his eyes alight. “I want to be with a woman who likes puzzles.”

I don’t understand.”

You look so damn happy sitting at the kitchen table, puzzle pieces scattered around.”

I closed my eyes. “You should go to bed.”

I know,” he said quietly.

I stood. “Are you coming in?”

He ignored my question as he stared down at his now-empty glass. “Puzzles make you happy, don’t they?”

Sharpshooter by nature, my instincts told me to go in for the kill. “It’s not the puzzles that make me happy, Mallory.”

Immediately, his eyes locked with mine. “Don’t do this to me, Archer.”


Alone, I left the workshop, while Mallory remained behind.

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Meet the Author:


Nash Summers rarely has any idea what she’s doing. But when she likes to pretend, she pretends by writing stories at the pace of drying paint. As if that wasn’t exhilarating enough, Nash also enjoys absolute silence, general politeness, and waiting her turn in line. Needless to say, she’s a bona fide hell raiser.









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Guest Post & Giveaway with Lou Slyvre

Oh My Shelves welcomes Lou Slyvre to the blog with Holiday Cheer and A Giveaway. Her newest release Falling Snow on Snow is out December 23rd. Don’t forget to follow the blog tour, comment below and enter the Giveaway!


Falling Snow On Snow: by Lou Sylvre
Release Date: December 23rd, 2016
Pages: 79 • Format: eBook
Published By: Dreamspinner Press
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Beck Justice knows holiday sparkle and snappy carols only mask December’s cruel, black heart. He learned that lesson even before he landed on the streets eight years ago, and his recent step up to a tiny apartment and a busker’s permit for Seattle’s Pike Place Market has done nothing to change his mind. But one day in the market, Oleg Abramov joins his ethereal voice to Beck’s guitar, and Beck glimpses light in his bleak, dark winter.

Oleg, lucky to have a large and loving family, believes Beck could be the man to fill the void that nevertheless remains in his life. The two men step out on a path toward love, but it proves as slippery as Seattle’s icy streets. Just when they get close, a misunderstanding shatters their hopes. Light and harmony are still within reach, but only if they choose to believe, risk their hearts, and trust.

Hi! Lou Sylvre here, very happy to have a spot on Oh My Shelves for the first time ever! This is stop two on my “official” tour for Falling Snow on Snow, a holiday novella releasing in three days from Dreamspinner Press. I’m excited about this book—mostly because I admittedly love the characters. I interviewed MC Beck Justice over at MM Good Book Reviews on December 16, so today I thought we might like to get to know Oleg. He was a little reluctant to talk, so I got some other people involved, too.

Character Interview

I’ll start with the only question Oleg would answer. Do you think the romance you and Beck Justice have will last? I mean, it’s brand new. Is he your one and only, and if so, how do you know?

Ms. Sylvre, don’t pretend you don’t know. You’ve seen me with Beck. You know how hard I’ve fallen for him. And yes, I think it will last. Remember what you wrote about my mom and dad’s example?

Oleg’s mother had done her best to instill in her children a belief in the miracle of love at first sight. It had happened for her. She’d been a rising star at the Moscow Conservatory of Music when she’d seen his father perform at a wedding. They’d become devoted to each other within days, married within months, and through all their years—and despite all she’d let go of for a poor Jewish boy—she’d never once regretted her choice.

And it’s almost like it was fate for us to meet anyway. That day in the market, it was only chance that led me past while he was playing, and maybe I wouldn’t even have noticed if it hadn’t been that particular song, “In the Bleak Midwinter” is one of the winter songs I love best—to sing, I mean—and his music, the chords and patterns yes, but mostly the depth of it, the… I guess it was loneliness, or longing I heard. I felt compelled to join him. And it was all like that, chance meetings. It could have gone so wrong. But… anyway. Yes. I believe our love will hold true.

After that, Oleg thought he’d said more than enough, so I found his oldest sister, Lara, in her photography studio, which is at the family home in Greenwood—a middle class neighborhood in Seattle. I asked her what she would want the world to know about Oleg, particularly since she’s always been protective of him.

Ah, well… yes. I’ve always tried to look out for him. He is so much younger than the rest of us, you know. Such a little boy when we came from Russia. The rest of us, we all still keep our roots in culture from our home—not because we choose that, so much as because we can’t help it. It is who we are. But Olejka, he’s different. He’s in two worlds, you might say. And sometimes I think he’s two people. (She laughs, and it is a delightful sound!) No, no. I don’t really mean that, but always, even when he was little, he was quiet and thoughtful, but with a wild streak.

I know you wrote about how I tried to hide him so he wouldn’t have to go to kindergarten when he was a boy. I was so silly, but I was just a kid too. Even so, I worried for him, going to school. I was afraid the kids would be mean because he’s so… soft, in a way. But then I worried too what if that wild streak comes out? Then he would really get in trouble. It was not useful, my “helping,” and he did fine in school most of the time. But even after he grew up… You know, going out, he called it. Men… strangers. I’m so glad now he has Beck, because, well I don’t want to speculate on their private lives, but I imagine that tall, strong guitar player might give him an outlet for that wild streak, if you know what I mean.

Lara has to tend to her work, so I leave her in the darkroom and am on my way out of the house when I run into Andrei Abramov, Oleg’s father. He seems a rather self-contained man, and studious, with glasses and an absent-professor look to him. He’s just shown one of his music students to the door, and when he turns, he looks surprised to see me. After a greeting, he surprises me when he just starts talking. Lara’s accent was mild and musical, but Andrei’s is thick, though subtly different from what I think of as a Russian sound. I listen carefully, and after just a few words, I’m able to understand him without trouble.

You’re here to talk about my son, Oleg, yes? He is very precious to us, you know. He was always small, not so robust as a babe, and in Moscow we struggled to keep him healthy. We didn’t have much. It was very hard on the children and my wife, whom I miss so much. Mostly, it was hard because of me, because I’m Jewish, and she gave up everything to marry me. We came here to America, and it got easier, after a while, though many of our fellow refugees didn’t fare so well. Oleg grew strong, and that was a blessing. Then we learned he was gay, as you say, and again we gave thanks we were here, not in Russia. Not long after we came here, my brother, both gay and Jewish disappeared from Moscow—or at least we’ve been unable to find him. Possibly he’s in prison, or dead. Oleg, he is so much like that brother of mine, one who loves men, looks like him, too. But Oleg, he has been safe here—free to be the person he was born to be. But now I worry, these politics, these changes I see all around. I know Beck is a good man, and he will do good by my son. But I worry for their future. Do you not?

I tell Andrei that yes, I do worry, yet I have hope, and encourage him to hold on to the same. I’m very surprised when he sees me to the door and then hugs me in farewell. I step out into the rain—it’s a cold pelt today, coming down hard enough to feel like ice. As I step out on the paved walkway heading for the street, Beck comes striding toward me, and when we meet, he greets me warmly, with that great big smile of his. We chat about weather and such for a moment and then I ask him, “What are four of your favorite things about Oleg?”

Four! Hard to choose, but I’ll try.

  • His smile—it’s never the same, it says so much without him having to add words, and it’s always from the heart.
  • His voice, of course. My god, there could not possibly be an angel who could sing more wondrously.
  • I love the way he’s so very practical, always sees the way to get something done, but it never gets in the way of the part of his fun-loving side.
  • This is a little personal. (He blushes.) But when we make love, he gives himself so… consciously, yet with complete abandon, and I always know it’s me, he’s loving. Nothing random or habitual about it. Every moment, every motion, every look and word and touch, they each matter to him more than anything else in the world—and so it’s that way for me, too.

But there’s so much more to Oleg than I could put in a list. You just have to know the man, Lou. Then you love him. That’s just the way it is.

I thank Beck, but we’re both freezing, standing out in the winter rain, so he trots up to the door, and I run out to the curb where my car awaits. I’m glad I got to talk to Oleg’s family. He’s a guy worth getting to know, I think—and I hope you agree! If you haven’t read Falling Snow on Snow and you’d like to, it’s up for preorder now. And don’t forget the rafflecopter giveaway, with a couple of chances to win the book, and more.


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Thanks, Tamika, for hosting me, and thanks, everybody, for reading! I’ve got a number of stops coming up on the tour, and I hope you’ll join me. Here’s the schedule and links.


Author Bio

Lou Sylvre lives and writes on the rainy side of Washington State, penning mostly suspense/romance novels because she can’t resist giving her characters hard times but good love. Her personal assistant is Boudreau, a large cat who never outgrew his kitten meow, and he makes a point of letting her know when she’s taken a plot tangent too far. Apparently an English major, he helps a lot, but Lou refuses to put his name on the byline. (Boudreau invites readers to give their feedback as well!) When Lou isn’t writing, she’s reading fiction from nearly every genre, romance in all its tints and shades, and the occasional book about history, physics, or police procedure. Not zombies, though—she avoids zombies like the plague unless they have a great sense of humor. She plays guitar (mostly where people can’t hear her) and she loves to sing. She’s most often smiling and laughs too much, some say. Among other things and in no particular order, she loves her family, her friends, the aforementioned Boudreau, his sister George, and their little brother Nibbles, a chihuahua named Joe, a dachshund named Chloe, and a slew of chihuahua/dachshund puppies. She takes pleasure in coffee, chocolate, sunshine, gardens, wild roses, and every beautiful thing in the world. You can contact here at any of these spots:


Guest Post & Giveaway: The Unlikely Prospect by Lex Chase


Oh My Shelves welcomes author Lex Chase to the blog! Her newest release out tomorrow The Unlikely Project from Dreamspinner Press. She comes talking about her inspiration for her newest story! Please give a big OMS welcome to author Lex Chase!  We are giving away $10 e-book certificate from Dreamspinner Press. Please comment below to enter on your favorite opposites attract story and why!!!


Hello, Internet! I’m Lex Chase and a big thanks to Tamika for having me here today to talk about my upcoming release The Unlikely Prospect out on December 7th! (That’s tomorrow guys! Eeeee!)
The Unlikely Prospect is part of the States of Love line from Dreamspinner Press and takes place in my beloved homestate of Maine. It the story of gruff lobsterman Harper Cook who loves the sea and people not so much. When he’s “voluntold” for a nude calendar his life is turned upside down when he crosses paths with Los Angeles out-a-statah Sean Blackburn.
Harper and Sean couldn’t be any more different, but are linked by a very common thread of trying to connect with someone beyond the superficial.
Harper is all blue-collar and doesn’t own a single hair product, nor gives a care if his hair is clean half the time. Let’s be honest, a lobsterman perpetually kind of smells like fish. They don’t have anyone to look GQ sexy for.
When Sean enters Harper’s life, instantly Harper is struck not by his handsomeness, not overcome with his Adonis-like beauty. No. He’s overcome by this guy is way too good-looking, whoa high maintenance, owns more hair products than is reasonable, and is just a bundle of far too much going on all at once.
And Harper is smitten.
But there’s a catch, Harper’s in the closet, and Sean distinctly isn’t.
Sean is full of endless energy and moves on LA speed, Harper takes it slow and moves about as fast as paint dries. In Maine no one’s in a hurry to be anywhere. It’s fun to lay back and watch the grass grow or watch the sunset.
Everyone loves an opposites attract story. Out of all of the romance tropes there are, it’s the one that’s the most comforting and shows people can unite in friendship and love. That’s the kind of stories that we never knew we needed, but ones we always gravitate to. They may be a sweet little contemporary, or it may be an intergalactic space opera with warring factions.
Even if it’s between humble lobsterman and a guy who’s way too Hollywood, we all eventually find common ground.
Stories like these are like a hug in a book. They tell the reader it will all be okay. There may be bumps in the road, but we ride the waves out to calmer seas.
So grab a cup of cocoa loaded with marshmallows, cozy up under a warm blanket, and read about two guys looking for a connection to something beyond themselves.


unlikelyprospectthefs_v1The Unlikely Project: by Lex Chase
Series: States of Love
Release Date: December 7, 2016
Pages: 126 • Format: E-Book
Published By: Dreamspinner Press
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In Prospect Harbor, Maine, lobsterman Harper Cook has always loved the sea. He and his two brothers work the harbor waters, in a fishing village of one thousand where everybody knows everybody else’s business and nobody wants to be different.
When it’s time for the annual Men of Maine pinup calendar, Harper’s brothers eagerly volunteer him. Harper isn’t thrilled to bare it all to raise money for an elementary school playground—until he meets out-and-proud Los Angeles out-a-statah Sean Blackburn: the highly available first-grade teacher with Hollywood heartthrob looks.
Harper has no desire to ever stand out from the crowd, but Sean persists and earns Harper’s friendship. Through Sean, Harper opens up to new possibilities. Things get steamy, but Harper still protects his heart. Though   the right pressure in the right place might crack even a loner lobsterman out of his shell.


Author Bio: 

Lex Chase once heard Stephen King say in a commercial, “We’re all going to die, I’m just trying to make it a little more interesting.” Now, she’s on a mission to make the world a hell of a lot more interesting.

Weaving tales of cinematic, sweeping adventure—and depending on how she feels that day—Lex sprinkles in high-speed chases, shower scenes, and more explosions than a Hollywood blockbuster. Her pride is in telling stories of men who kiss as much as they kick ass. If you’re going to march into the depths of hell, it better be beside the one you love.

Lex is a pop culture diva, her DVR is constantly backlogged, she has intense emotions about Hannibal’s Hannigram, and unapologetically loved the ending of Lost. She wouldn’t last five minutes without technology in the event of the apocalypse and has nightmares about refusing to leave her cats behind.

You can find her in the Intarwebz here:

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DSP Publications


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Guest Post: A Q&A with L. J. LaBarthe

Oh My Shelves welcomes author L.J. LaBarthe to the blog to answer a few questions for us in anticipation of her new book, Book, Line, and Sinker – releasing from Dreampsinner Press Friday, April 15, 2016 – and share a few photos of the Flinders Ranges, where the book is set.

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OMS: How did you come up with the title?

LJB: I love a good pun, and doesn’t a good book draw you in, hook, line and sinker? I know it’s a fishing term, but I still like the pun of book, line and sinker.

OMS:Four words to describe yourself.

 LJB: Thinking, aware, writer, photographer.P1000772

OMS: What inspired you to start writing?

 LJB: I’ve always written things, even when I was a child. I daydreamed a lot as a kid, and a lot of those daydreams ended up as little stories with accompanying drawings. I guess it just carried on through my life, though with less drawings.

OMS:Who are your favorite characters from Gay Romance?

 LJB: Jandu Paran and Keshan Adaru from “The Archer’s Heart” by Astrid Amara, Andrew Salazar, AK-0019 and the two BZs in “Feral Machines” by Ginn Hale, Mordred and Alan in “The Prince and The Program” by Aldous Mercer.

OMS:If you could co-write a book with any author who would it be and why?

LJB: Oh wow. I honestly have no idea! I have co-written one novel with Cate Ashwood, that’s called “Brick by Brick.”

 5OMS:What is your favorite love story and/or movie?

 LJB: I’ll go with movies, although this first one is both book and movie—Ennis and Jack in “Brokeback Mountain” is one. I’m a huge fan of Bollywood movies, and there’s always romance in those so the rest of my choices are Bollywood films. Arshia and Haider in “Haider,” Ayaat and Harinder in “Mausam,” Devdas and Paro in “Devdas,” Akbar and Jodhaa in “Jodhaa Akbar,” Surinder and Tani in “Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi,” and Veer and Zara in “Veer Zara.” I think that’ll do for the moment!

OMS:What do you do in your down time?

 LJB: Sleep. LOL. Watch some TV, go to the movies, hang out with friends, I do some weaving, nothing much.


Rapid Fire Questions with explanations of course!

We can’t let you off that easy.


Favorite Color?


Favorite Word?


Last book you read?

Career of Evil by Robert Galbraith.

Biggest pet peeve?

Chewing with one’s mouth open.

Coffee or Tea?

Both, but not mixed together.

Listener or Talker?

Both, but not simultaneously.

Night owl or Early Bird?

Early bird, I guess.

Dinner at home or dinner out?


Cake or cookies?


Twitter, Instagram, or Facebook?

All three!

What television shows are you currently addicted to?

Supernatural, Would I Lie to You?, Elementary, M*A*S*H reruns.

What is your next project?

I’m working on a vampire series at the moment.

Is there anything that you would like to say to your readers?

Thank you so much to each and every one of you who have read my books and supported me. You are all awesome.

Book line and sinkerBook, Line, and Sinker: by L. J. LaBarthe 
Release Date:  April 15, 2016
Pages: 200
Published By: Dreamspinner Press
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After seventeen years serving in the Australian Army, Ash returns to his childhood home in the outback town of Quorn. Filled with the desire to live a happy life in peace and with loved ones, Ash is grimly determined to beat his PTSD and tackle his flashbacks.

What Ash isn’t prepared for is Jaxon, the new librarian in Quorn. Jaxon is calm, gentle, kind, and a rock for Ash’s battered psyche. Ash finds himself falling for the handsome newcomer, even as his mind and memories of the past torment him.

When he has the idea for a mobile library to bring books and entertainment to remote communities in the far north, Ash is delighted that Jaxon is with him every step of the way. But though the library, called Book, Line, and Sinker, takes off, Ash’s past continues to plague him. Can Jaxon’s love be enough to keep them together until Ash is strong enough to stand on his own?


About L.J. LaBarthe

L.J. LaBarthe is a French-Australian woman, who was born during the Witching Hour, just after midnight. From this auspicious beginning, she went on to write a prize-winning short story about Humpty Dumpty wearing an Aussie hat complete with corks dangling from it when she was six years old. From there, she wrote for her high school yearbook, her university newspaper, and, from her early teens to her twenties, produced a fanzine about the local punk rock music scene. She loves music of all kinds and was once a classical pianist; she loves languages and speaks French and English and a teeny-tiny smattering of Mandarin Chinese, which she hopes to relearn properly very soon. She enjoys TV, film, travel, cooking, eating out, abandoned places, urbex, history, and researching.

L.J. loves to read complicated plots and hopes to do complex plot lines justice in her own writing. She writes paranormal, historical, urban fantasy, and contemporary Australian stories, usually m/m romance and featuring m/m erotica. She has won several Rainbow Awards Honorable Mentions and another award for Best Historical Gay Novel.

Guest Post: Ariel Tachna

Oh My Shelves welcomes author Ariel Tachna to the blog to chat about her latest release in the Dreamspun Desires series, Unstable Stud – releasing from Dreamspinner Press Friday, April 15, 2016 – as well as giving us personal insight on how she learned to write.

Be sure to check out the excerpt after the post… 

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Everything I know about writing…

I learned from Janelle Taylor

As I sit here waiting for RT to start, I can’t help but think about my first RT and the incredible friendship that grew out of a most unlikely series of events. It all starts with the story of how I learned to write.

When I was twelve, I told my mother I needed pens, then I took some of my babysitting money and walked to Walgreens. I bought the pens I told her I needed, but I also bought my first adult romance novel, Destiny’s Temptress by Janelle Taylor, a torrid Civil War romance between a Southern belle and a rancher from Texas. I hid it in my purse because it had a bodice-ripper cover my mother would never have approved of. I read it at night beneath the covers and hid it between my mattresses during the day while I was at school. I devoured it. More than once. And then when I got home from school some days, instead of picking up a book, I picked up a pen, and I started writing.

Remember, I was twelve, so you can imagine how awkward some of those early chapters were. But I was smart and I was an avid reader, so I could usually tell when what I was putting on paper didn’t work the way I wanted it to. The problem was figuring out how to fix it. So I did the first thing that came to mind and went back to Janelle’s book. I’d find a scene that created the effect I was going for, and I’d read it again, looking for how she made it work. Then I’d go back to my scene and try to fix it by using the techniques I’d identified from her book.

I read that book until it was in pieces. Actual pieces. The spine broke (it was a mass-market paperback) and pages started falling out, and finally I had no choice but to toss it out. I’d read dozens if not hundreds of other romance novels by that point, but it was Janelle’s I always went back to when I needed technical assistance.

Four years ago at my first RT, I met Janelle Taylor, and I told her the story I just shared with you. I’m not sure what I was expecting, besides just needing to let her know what an impact she had on me. I certainly wasn’t expecting the friendship that’s grown out of it or the incredible, overwhelming gift of her author copy of Destiny’s Temptress that now resides safely behind glass in my curio cabinet, where curious fingers and overeager puppies can’t get to it. I wasn’t expecting the peer-to-peer advice that resulted in Conquer the Flames being written in a matter of weeks, and I wasn’t expecting the unflinching reaction to hearing that I write gay romance. I certainly wasn’t expecting her to ask for a copy of one of my books and to tell people she was going to read it on the way home. I wasn’t expecting any of those things, but I got them anyway.

Janelle isn’t at RT this year because of family health issues, but being here makes me think of her nonetheless. So here’s to Janelle Taylor, and learning to write, and many, many more books and conversations and years to come.

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“We’re going to try a little experiment,” he said softly. “Do you trust me?”

King looked at him placidly. Luke walked to King’s left side and draped his arms across King’s back. The thoroughbred was too tall for him to get any of his weight up there easily, but it was a start. King turned his head to see what Luke was doing, but when Luke didn’t move, King grabbed another mouthful of hay and chewed on it in perfect contentment. “Don’t freak out,” Luke whispered repeatedly under his breath as he bounced on his toes and jumped, putting his chest across King’s back for a few seconds before he slid off.

King turned to look at him again but gave no sign of protest. “Okay,” he said, stroking King’s mane. “You don’t seem to mind me on your back at least that much, so I’m going to learn what Joe can teach me, and we’re going to do this for Clay. All right, King? For Clay.”

King whickered softly and bobbed his head.

For Clay.

UnstableStudLGUnstable Stud by Ariel Tachna
Series: Lexington Lovers, Dreamspun Desires
Release Date: April 15, 2016
Pages: 204
Published By: Dreamspinner Press
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Horses were his passion, until he laid eyes on his boss.

Eighteen months ago, tragedy struck Bywater Farm when a riding accident killed Clay Hunter’s lover and traumatized his prize horse, King of Hearts. Clay and King lingered in limbo, surviving but not really living, until a breath of fresh air in the form of Luke Davis, a new groom in the stud barn, revives them both.

When a fall from King’s back sends Luke to the emergency room, Clay watches the shaky foundation of their budding relationship tumble down. Can Clay really love a jockey again, or will his fear of losing another man he loves keep them apart for good?



About Ariel Tachna

When Ariel Tachna was twelve years old, she discovered two things: the French language and romance novels. Those two loves have defined her ever since. By the time she finished high school, she’d written four novels, none of which anyone would want to read now, featuring a young woman who was—you guessed it—bilingual. That girl was everything Ariel wanted to be at age twelve and wasn’t.

She now lives on the outskirts of Houston with her husband (who also speaks French), her kids (who understand French even when they’re too lazy to speak it back), and their two dogs (who steadfastly refuse to answer any French commands).

Guest Post: M.J. O’Shea

Oh My Shelves welcomes author, M.J. O’Shea to the blog to talk dogs before the release of her latest book, Pawsitvely in Love. 


M.J’s Top Four Dog Breeds

There are a lot of great dogs out there and I have to say I love all of them… at least most of them (haha) but I do have my favorite breeds. I brought a couple of them into Pawsitively In Love – in fact every dog and cat in this book is a real dog that belonged to either me or someone I know.  But here are a few of my favorites.


Chihuahua – I know this is very controversial haha but I have a Chihuahua and I love her to pieces. I especially love blue Chihuahuas with their Rottweiler markings. I don’t know if I lucked out or if Chihuahuas have an undeserved rep for being high strung and neurotic. I’ve had two in my family and they’ve been laid back sweethearts.


Japanese Chin – None of these showed up in Pawsitively In Love, but one did sit by me the whole time I was writing it. He’s still sitting next to me right now as I write this. They’re goofy and loyal, smart and sweet. They’re not a common breed, I hadn’t heard of them until Oreo came into my life, but they’ve become one of my favorites.

Working Jack Russell Terrier bitch

Jack Russell – I adore Jack Russells, especially Annabelle the little Jack from the first scene in Pawsitively in Love <3 They’re spirited and intelligent, energetic and adorable. They can have a hard time getting along with smaller dogs but when they’re with the right dogs and people they’re loyal and sweet.

Great Dane – This is the one type of dog I’ve never known in person that I’d love to get to know. I think they’re beautiful and I’ve heard only good stories about them being gentle giants.


That’s it for my four favorite dog breeds. If you want more info about Pawsitively in Love or me, just look below.

Thanks for having me stop by!!


MJ O’Shea


Pawsitively in Love by M.J. O’Shea
Release Date: March 4, 2016
Pages: 200
Published By: Dreamspinner Press
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About M.J. O’Shea

M.J. O’Shea has never met a music festival, paintbrush, or flower crown she can stay away from. She loves rainstorms and a perfect cup of tea, beach days, music, bright colors, and more than anything a cozy evening with a really good book.
She is from the Pacific Northwest. While she still lives there and loves it, M.J. has the heart of a wanderer. So she puts all her dreams of far off places and extraordinary people in her books.
Except for every once in a while when she does what all travelers have to do on occasion… come home.