Love Bytes is delighted to show you exclusively the brand new cover of Tory Temple’s upcoming Dreamspinner Press release “Fireline”.

Tory shares the blurb, an excerpt and also brought a giveaway !

Welcome Tory 🙂

Hi everyone! I’m Tory, and I’m really thrilled that Love Bytes allowed me to do a cover reveal. This anthology, made up of two full-length novels and one novella, is my baby. My very first M/M book that I published waaaayyyyyy back in the day has been re-released by the amazing Dreamspinner Press. These are the stories of how Chance and Tucker met. If you know my firemen, you know how special they are. If you don’t know them, they’re available for preorder now! Get to know these boys and introduce yourself to the Oceanside Fire series.

Cover artist: Garrett Leigh

Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

Release Date:

Blurb:

Sparks fly when Chance meets Tucker, and the flames aren’t far behind.

 

Chance has a job he loves as a fireman, an ocean view, and a great bunch of friends. There’s no reason to change until he meets Tucker, a paramedic who works his shift. Tucker might even be worth coming out for. But when Chance is injured, it takes a toll that could shatter everything they’re working to build. Can they get through the first test of their new relationship and come back better than ever?

 

Chance and Tucker return when a family tragedy forces Tucker back to Kentucky to wait out the probate on the old homestead—but they can’t be together for long, because Chance can’t leave work. Their few stolen moments are plagued by adversity from the locals, problems in their personal lives, and even the weather as they try to settle the farm enough to leave it behind. Can they keep it together when the fire burns high enough to flash over their heads?

 

But after they endure those hardships, they still face the daily dangers of their jobs and the uphill battle to prove their love is as legitimate as anyone else’s.

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Tory Temple lives and works in southern California where she happens to spend a lot of time around firefighters. It makes for excellent storytelling, so Tory definitely uses that to her advantage! She is guardian to three pit bulls who only attack with kisses, two snobby cats, as well as other assorted friends from the animal kingdom. (Husband included.) Her fondest wish is to be a stay-at-home dog mom. You can tempt her with promises of cheese and/or Mexican food. On Saturday nights, she is usually watching Netflix and thinking about how to get the newest firemen in her head to hook up. Tory loves reader e-mails and looks forward to hearing from anyone who wants to drop her a line.

 

Chance was leaning against the fridge, contemplating putting more chocolate syrup in his coffee, when the back door opened. He noticed the lull of conversation more than the actual arrival of the newcomer.

Glancing up at the sudden quiet, he was greeted with the sight of one of the prettiest men he’d ever seen. Oh fuck, was his first thought, and then Chance stopped thinking at all.

The new hire strolled into the greatroom  next to the kitchen and stopped beside one of the twelve recliners in front of the television. Leaning against it insolently, he sized up each and every man in the room before saying, with a slight drawl, “Tucker McBride.”

Matt rose from his chair, coming forward with hand extended. Chance watched as the rookie shook it firmly, knowing he had already met Matt at his academy graduation, and the two men seemed to have an easy accord. “Welcome to the Big House,” Matt said, and Tucker lifted his eyes to where the station’s nickname was carved in the wood beam above his head.

The other firemen called greetings to him, and Tucker made his way to the table, shaking hands with his right while holding on to his gear bag with his left. Chance kept a surreptitious eye on Tucker while he went around the table, noting details he wished he hadn’t seen.

Longish legs encased in regulation blue department pants. Strong muscles in his forearms that flexed every time he shook someone else’s hand, and his skin was nothing like Chance had ever seen. Almost copper, it was tanned differently than Chance’s own California glow. Smooth and burnished, it seemed to shimmer. Chance wanted to touch it, to see if it was as silky as it looked.

He wanted to do a hell of a lot more than that, his body began to tell him, and Chance shifted uncomfortably. Good thing he still had track pants on and hadn’t changed into his uniform yet. His track pants were a little roomier.

Chance continued his perusal of Tucker until the man had shaken hands with everyone in the room but him. Chance was just thinking it was fine if they never touched each other when the captain called out, “And that’s Shanahan, lurking by the fridge. Don’t let his glare scare you.”

Tucker stopped in front of Chance, dropping his bag on the floor and meeting Chance’s eyes. “You’re the other paramedic,” Tucker stated, extending his hand.

Chance nodded, taking in the dark eyes and even darker hair, praying to any god that would listen that Tucker did not look down and see evidence of Chance’s arousal. “Chancellor,” he managed to get out. “How’s it going?”

“Last ten minutes’ve been fine,” Tucker said seriously, and again Chance detected the slow drawl.

“How’d you get a name like Tucker?” Chance asked, and heard several snorts from the table. His own name had been joked about enough, but it wasn’t his fault his mother was pretentious and snobby.

But Tucker smiled easily, revealing a hint of dimple in his cheek.

Oh, fucking hell, Chance thought.

“Momma named me after our home state. Said I made her think of Kentucky bluebells.”

Tory is offering a copy of “Fireline”, when it is released for one lucky winner!

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(Ends on nov 10th )