Spotlight & Exclusive Excerpt: Sightlines by Santino Hassell

SIGHTLINES
Series: The Community #3
Genre: m/m paranormal romance; psychics; finale
Author: Santino Hassell
Release Date: October 9, 2017

Chase Payne is a walking contradiction. He’s the most powerful psychic in the Community, but the least respected. He’s the son of the Community’s founder, but with his tattoo sleeves and abrasive attitude, he’s nothing like his charismatic family. No one knows what to make of him, which is how he wound up locked in a cell on the Farm yet again. But this time, the only man he’s ever loved is there too.

Elijah Estrella was used to being the sassy sidekick who fooled around with Chase for fun. But that was before he realized the Community wasn’t the haven he’d believed in and Chase was the only person who’d ever truly tried to protect him. Now they’re surrounded by people who want to turn them against their friends, and the only way out is to pretend the brainwashing works.

With Chase playing the role of a tyrant’s second-in-command, and Elijah acting like Chase’s mindless sex toy, they risk everything by plotting a daring escape. In the end, it’s only their psychic abilities, fueled by their growing love for each other, that will allow them to take the Community down once and for all.

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The room around him was white and the floor beneath him was hard and cold. It wasn’t exactly freezing, but it was frigid enough for a consistent shiver to pass through his body, and for the scratch of soreness to have already formed at the back of his throat.It was that scratch, and the coldness beneath his bare thighs, that immediately allowed Chase to realize he wasn’t in his new bed in the cottage.

He was in the silo, and this wasn’t a dream.

Visions had come to him this way for his entire life, and it was still a surprise when he opened his eyes to find himself somewhere else. Especially when everything felt so real.

Chase’s eyes adjusted to the blinding brightness of the room—shocking mostly because it must have been the dead of night outside—and focused on Elijah. He looked so small balled up in a corner with his hands pressed to his ears and his eyes shut. He’d tilted his head back against the ceiling. It looked like he was praying. Or trying to sleep.

And that’s when the music started.

The roar of an aggressive beat intercepted with the growl of a voice so distorted it was hard to make out, or maybe that was the static of the vision making it impossible for Chase to understand. Elijah curled in on himself tighter, hands plugging his ears harder, as his jaw clenched up.

Pain was a bullet to Chase’s heart. Jasper had stolen his empathy ages ago, but when it came to Elijah . . . Chase’s chest was like a cage with wide bars. Easy for the beautiful boy with the smart mouth and luminous eyes to reach in and touch Chase’s heart, even if those feelings never managed to get out.

He stood from his own crouch and walked across the room in measured steps. The cold seeped into his skin with each movement, so he walked faster, moving with the beat, before he reached Elijah. Even after Chase crouched in front of him, Elijah didn’t react. His face was twisted, damp with tears, and his brows all screwed up.

God, he was so beautiful. Even when he was hurt.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Chase put his hands on Elijah’s shoulders and leaned in. There was no way his touch would be felt or his voice would be heard, but he spoke anyway.

“They can’t get you, baby. You’re fucking strong. They’re nothing. You survived too much for some psy kids with distorted brains to mess you up. As long as you can keep your shield up, you can beat them.” Chase brushed his hand alongside Elijah’s face with a gentleness he never showed in the real world. “And if they do manage to get you, I’ll bring you back. Because . . .” He swallowed, that sick feeling taking over even as he beat it back. “Because I do fucking love you.”

The music seemed to lower, and a beat later, Elijah opened his eyes and looked directly at Chase. His brows rose, relief washing over him, and then everything faded around Chase. The white walls crumbled and Elijah dematerialized.

Then Chase woke up.

His heart wasn’t pounding and there was no cold sweat. He lay still and silent in a too soft bed as he gazed up at a ceiling that was far too low, and listened.

No footsteps. No voices. Nothing but the distant hooting of an owl and the wail of the wind outside the windows.

 Santino Hassell was raised by a conservative family but grew up to be a smart-mouthed, school cutting grunge kid, a transient twenty-something, and eventually transformed into a grumpy introvert and unlikely romance author with an affinity for baseball caps. His novels are heavily influenced by the gritty, urban landscape of New York City, and his desire to write relationships fueled by intensity and passion.

He’s been a finalist in both the Bisexual Book Awards and the EPIC Awards, and was nominated for a prestigious RITA award in 2017. His work has been featured in BuzzFeed, Huffington Post, Washington Post, RT Magazine, and Cosmopolitan Magazine.

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Jenn’s Review: Illegal Contact by @santinohassell

ILLEGAL CONTACT
Series: The Barons #1
Genre: Contemporary, MM Romance
Author: Santino Hassell
Release Date: August 15, 2017

The rules of the game don’t apply off the field in this first Barons novel. 

New York Barons tight end Gavin Brawley is suspended from the team and on house arrest after a video of him brawling goes viral. Gavin already has a reputation as a jerk with a temper on and off the field—which doesn’t help him once he finds himself on the wrong side of the law.

And while he’s been successful professionally, he’s never been lucky when it comes to love.

Noah Monroe is a recent college grad looking for a job—any job—to pay off his mounting student debt. Working as Gavin’s personal assistant/babysitter seems like easy money. But Noah isn’t prepared for the electrifying tension between him and the football player. He’s not sure if he’d rather argue with Gavin or tackle him to the floor.

But both men know the score, and neither is sure what will happen once Gavin’s timeout is over…

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I loved the dick out of this book. Santino quickly wiggled his way into my heart this year, and so when I had the opportunity to get my grabby hands on this book, I did not hesitate.
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There had been a moment, as we’d stood facing each other, when I’d wondered how long it would take to fuck the insolence out of him. Nothing turned me on more than a person who wasn’t afraid to stand up to me.

à la Mode St. » fashionGavin. Sexy, Brooding Football Player. I don’t even remember which position he plays, but does it really matter? I mean, really? Nope. Football Player meets Nerdy Glasses AND they hate each other! This book was meant for me!

My Gavin & Noah:

Gavin has an anger management issue. And the issue is that he doesn’t manage it, so because of this, the court has literally shackled him to his home, and he cannot leave. He needs a personal assistant to help manage his life during this time. Enter Noah. Mmmmmm. You guys…glasses are my KRYPTONITE! And apparently, Gavin’s kryptonite as well. These two hate each other (ugh….perfect). I love that Noah doesn’t put up with Gavin’s shit. These two were perfect for each other.
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I’d never been into the whole geek thing before, but his lean body, thick, dark hair, and square-rimmed glasses did it for me. I wanted to fuck him while he was wearing them and see if they fell off his face.

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Let me just say, the nerdy, geek thing TOTALLY does it for me too, Gavin. (Yes, I did just say “totally.” Stop judging me.)


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”Man, I love that you read. That sounds ridiculous, but you have no idea how many people say shit like, ‘Oh, I only read self-help books. I only read useful books,” if I tell them I read fiction. Makes me want to punch them in the dick.”

à la Mode St. » fashionThis quote pretty much sealed the deal with me and Santino living happily ever after. I could not love him more.

Release Blitz, Review & Excerpt: Illegal Contact by @santinohassell

ILLEGAL CONTACT
Series: The Barons #1
Genre: Contemporary, MM Romance
Author: Santino Hassell
Release Date: August 15, 2017

The rules of the game don’t apply off the field in this first Barons novel. 

New York Barons tight end Gavin Brawley is suspended from the team and on house arrest after a video of him brawling goes viral. Gavin already has a reputation as a jerk with a temper on and off the field—which doesn’t help him once he finds himself on the wrong side of the law.

And while he’s been successful professionally, he’s never been lucky when it comes to love.

Noah Monroe is a recent college grad looking for a job—any job—to pay off his mounting student debt. Working as Gavin’s personal assistant/babysitter seems like easy money. But Noah isn’t prepared for the electrifying tension between him and the football player. He’s not sure if he’d rather argue with Gavin or tackle him to the floor.

But both men know the score, and neither is sure what will happen once Gavin’s timeout is over…

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Gavin Brawley was one of the most unlikeable people I’d ever met, and yet my brain had no problems conjuring images of us naked, sweating, and doing the unmentionable.

Is it any wonder that I’m obsessed with everything Santino Hassell writes? The man weaves literary magic with his newest series. A grumpy football star with a chip on his shoulder and an anger management problem meets his match with a preppy Clark Kent looking nerd and his newest PA and sparks fly! A witty, swoony and ridiculously sexy romance, Illegal Contact was pure perfection!

New York Barons tight end Gavin Brawley has a chip on his shoulder a mile wide. Growing up dirt poor orphan in the system ensured his anger management problems and football provided him his sanity. He’s focused all of his anger, all of his desire and drive into being the very best, and he certainly is. Football loves him, but the public hates him. It the court of public opinion, he’s violent, dangerous, and a menace to society. After a recent fight lands him on house arrest and out of the sport he loves so much, his agent insists that he gets a PA to get his life in order. The last thing Gavin wants is somebody in his business 24/7. Only his closest two friends know of his bisexuality and he doesn’t need a meddling assistant interfering with his life. He likes it as it is.

Noah Monroe is up to his nose in school loans and when a scandal costs him a job he loved and his father gets laid off, he’s desperate. So desperate that he allows his friend into interviewing for a position he has no interest in. Noah has no interest in football nor does he like the grumpy giant glaring at him from the couch during his interview. Letting his smart mouth and frustration get the best of him, he thinks he’s blown his chance at the only decent job on his horizon, he gets the surprise of a lifetime when Gavin himself calls to offer him the job.

Noah and Gavin are polar opposites. Noah is openly gay and Gavin hides his bisexuality from the public in fear of losing his football contract. But beyond that, Noah is sunny to Gavin’s dark clouds. Noah dislikes football and football has been Gavin’s life and sanity. They shouldn’t get along. But beyond the snarky barbs and insults, they begin to form an unwilling friendship that sizzles with an electric sexual chemistry.

Illegal Contact is very much a slow burn romance, and it was utterly delicious. I loved seeing Noah slowly but surely unwittingly work his way under Gavin’s skin. I loved the way he wove his way into Gavin’s soft side and got to see a side of him that only his two closest friends have ever seen. But what I loved most of all was slowly getting to that warm and fuzzy center hidden beneath a concrete wall of anger and muscle of Gavin’s.

As for the chemistry between these two? Through. The. Roof. HOT.

Nobody,” he whispered. “You ruined me for anyone else.” I wanted to cry, but I power-fucked him instead. I was relentless. I was goddamn ruthless. And he loved every second. With his elbows pressed into the bed for leverage, Noah rocked up to meet me every time I pulled out and rammed back into him.

This is easily the most romantic book that Hassell has written to date and I loved every page of it. It was angsty, emotional, with a splash of his signature grit, and absolute perfection. I simply cannot wait for more in this series!

Jenn’s Reviews: Sutphin Boulevard by @santinohassell

SUTPHIN BOULEVARD
Series: Five Boroughs #1
Genre: MM Romance
Author: Santino Hassell
Release Date: July 31, 2015

Michael Rodriguez and Nunzio Medici have been friends for two decades. From escaping their dysfunctional families in the working-class neighborhood of South Jamaica, Queens to teaching in one of the city’s most queer friendly schools in Brooklyn, the two men have shared everything. Or so they thought until a sweltering night of dancing leads to an unexpected encounter that forever changes their friendship.

Now, casual touches and lingering looks are packed with sexual tension, and Michael can’t forget the feel of his best friend’s hands on him. Once problems rear up at work and home, Michael finds himself seeking constant escape in the effortless intimacy and mind-blowing sex he has with Nunzio. But things don’t stay easy for long.

When Michael’s world begins to crumble in a sea of tragedy and complications, he knows he has to make a choice: find solace in a path of self-destruction or accept the love of the man who has been by his side for twenty years.

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There once was a dude named Santino……..

…..who wrote like a badass motherfucker.

The End.

Ok. I can’t just stop there. Santino, you make my heart….beat. It beats for your words. It beats for these characters. I lapped up this book like it was my oasis in the Sahara. Where have you been all of my life?

Reading Santino Hassell is a delicious, mouth-watering, guilty pleasure (not guilty, just pleasure).

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”Go to bed,” he whispered. “Before I fucking rape you.”

Yep. Felt that one in my ovaries.
à la Mode St. » fashionEverything that came out of Nunzio’s mouth, I just want to frame on my wall. This whole book consisted of me squeezing my legs together and holding my breath.

Nunzio!!!!! Gah! What dream boat. Sarcastic. Snarky. Italian. He has loved Michael his whole life, even though Michael has no idea. I mean, Michael is in the dark for most of this book. We watch through Michael’s eyes, as Nunzio pines for him through everything. I kinda wish there were flashbacks to when they were younger because I would have eaten all of it up. There is a reason why Michael doesn’t see Nunzio’s love for him. They have been best friends their whole life, and Michael has some serious personal issues that he has to deal with. I actually really enjoyed the last 25% of the book….Fuck it, this entire book just surprised the hell out of me.

I thought it was brilliant that this whole book is written from Michael’s pov. I could feel Nunzio’s longing the whole book, and it was just so heart-breaking, and fulfilling at the same time, hoping beyond hope that Michael would wake the fuck up and see how much Nunzio felt for him!

And the writing is so smart. An intelligent author is my everything. I love how he pushes the boundaries of….everything. Love. Relationships. And you don’t even see it coming.
THE FEELS! All kinds of unrequited juicy-ness. I don’t even like angst, and you made me looooove it, Santino!!!
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He couldn’t be the crutch I held on to only when I felt unsteady.

à la Mode St. » fashionI could go on….. 🙂

New Release & Review: Mature Content by @MeganErickson_ & @santinohassell

MATURE CONTENT
Series: Cyber Love #4
Genre: Contemporary, MM Romance
Authors: Megan Erickson & Santino Hassell
Release Date: June 2, 2017

My life plan is to be brutally honest all the way to the bank. Don’t believe me? I run a popular YouTube channel called TrashyZane, and my claim to fame is oversharing about every aspect of my personal life. Sometimes while tipsy. Not everyone loves my style, but I have a long history of icing out people who can’t handle me. I have no time for judgmental foolishness.

Except, apparently, when it comes to Beau Starr. His channel is the polar opposite of mine, and so is he. Wholesome, inspirational, and clean-cut. Everything about him should turn me off, but when we hook up following a confrontation at a convention, my world flips upside down.

Not only does Beau Starr turn me on, he uses the exact combination of dirty talk and roughness needed to turn me out.

But we still hate each other. I think.

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“Look, if I go clean up are you going to run out the door?”“Would it bother you if I did?”

Beau frowned. “If I say yes, is it guaranteed you’ll do it just to bother me?” My mouth twitched. He rocked against me. “I’m serious.”

“Fine.” I sighed exaggeratedly, like he was really hassling me. “I’ll stay for a few.”

“Good.” Beau stood up, and I was suddenly eye level with his taut, sculpted stomach. “There’s another bathroom in my bedroom. And…you can grab some shorts from the chest if you don’t want to sit around naked.”

I almost asked him what the hell we were going to be sitting around doing, but kept my mouth shut. He went to the bathroom between the living room and kitchen, and I explored the rest of his apartment while slathered in jizz. It was almost as nice as mine, but nowhere near as artsy. My grandmother had helped me furnish it after shopping at thrift stores and refinishing furniture, but Beau’s apartment was kind of like a showroom. Eerily perfect.

Either way, his bathroom was on point with the lighting and shower, so I jumped in quickly after tying my hair in a knot. I rinsed off, wrapped myself in a super-plush towel, and then snagged a pair of cut off shorts and a T-shirt that had his fucking face on it, which was too funny to not wear.

I waltzed out in my new outfit and found him on the phone with…a menu in his hand. Freezing, I fucked up my entrance and gaped when he waved it in my face.

“Do you like Mediterranean food?”

“Uh. What?”

Beau looked at me like I was an idiot. “Zane. Tell me what you want to eat.”

“Oh. Um. I don’t know. I don’t not like any foods.”

He rolled his eyes and rattled off enough food to feed an entire family. When it was done, and he told them to charge his account, he pointed at the shirt I’d procured.

“Just so you know, I didn’t have that made.”

“Uh-huh. But before I mock you relentlessly, why are you ordering food? Like, just because you’re trying to make up for being a dick doesn’t mean—”

Beau grabbed the front of the shirt and a ripping sound filled the room. He didn’t even pause. Just jerked me against him and kissed me so hard I lost my train of thought. Fuck, I lost my sense of self. Fell headfirst into the intensity of his kiss and then wrapped my arms around his neck because… I really could not get enough.

His soft lips were perfect, his tongue lashing at mine with such finesse my dick started to swell again. Especially when he tangled his hand in my hair and tugged just hard enough to make my knees weaken.

“Fuck me before the food gets here,” I blurted.

Beau pressed our foreheads together, panting against my face. “We just washed up. And I want to talk to you.”

“We can talk later.” Fuck, was I whining? I was whining. “Please, Beau?”

He squeezed his eyes shut, muttered a very clear fuck it, and then backed me into his bedroom. We were on his bed, clothes discarded, so fast my head was spinning with delight. How Beau Starr was the best kisser I’d ever been with was a mystery, but, damn, the guy’s tongue was magic.

You’re right, Zane,” he whispered in my ear. “I’m not Beau Starr right now. But I am the guy who’s going to fucking torment you until you beg to be used. Beg to be my slut.”

Sweet.
Mother.
Of.
Ovaries.

Holy hell. I mean, holy hell!!! How am I only now discovering this series? What is wrong with me? Wait! Don’t answer that. That was a rhetorical question. God. But I digress as usual, so back to the topic at hand; this book. *fans ovaries*

Seriously. I’m still trying to calm my entire reproductive system down. Good grief.

If you know me or follow my reviews then you already know that enemies to lovers is my catnip. And this book? It was the crack laced catnip! Not that I’d know what that’s like, but I’m hypotheticaling you here. Just go with it, mkay? And yes I know hypotheticaling isn’t a word. Just go with that too. Sheesh.

Opposites (and I mean OPPOSITES) attract in this sizzling MM Romance of a guy that’s trying to run as far away from all things messy as he can and maintain his picture perfect image and a guy who makes messy his brand.

There was a part of me, a large part, that wanted him to fuck me until I sobbed. Trouble was… I absolutely despised him. And I’d hate myself after.

Beau Starr recently got out of a messy relationship that almost cost him everything. With over a million viewers on his YouTube channel, his image is everything. And with a LT deal pending that has a morality clause attached, that isn’t something that he takes lightly.

TrashyZane is the polar opposite of Beau. He gets off on splashing all of his dirty laundry on his channel; the bad, the good and the kinky. He doesn’t care and his subscribers love him for it. Beau and Zane have never gotten along, but when a poorly thought through barb from Beau lands him on Zane’s radar, it’s really on. What starts as thinly veiled insults and sharp barbs of witty banter, soon begins to unveil an undercurrent of so much sexual tension, it’s impossible to resist.

And when these two get together? WOWZA. Their kinky-ness was utterly delicious. Beau is a beast in the bedroom and when this man takes the reins, he SERIOUSLY takes the reins. As for Zane? Even when the guy submits, he still doesn’t take it easy on Beau. I loved the way he made him work for it. Man, but these two had some of the best chemistry I’ve read in a long while. And when their hate sex slowly begins to turn into something deeper? All of the swoons!

And in this car with Los Angeles spread out before us, I didn’t want to think about anything but the messy, long-haired boy who’d managed to loosen my tongue and just about every other part of me. “I kinda like you, Zane. A lot.”

I loved this book. I loved these characters. I’m obsessed with this series. I’ll be going back and reading every book before this. I don’t know how it flew under my radar but I plan on rectifying it immediately.

ABOUT SANTINO HASSELL

 

Santino Hassell was raised by a conservative family, but he was anything but traditional. He grew up to be a smart-mouthed, school cutting grunge kid, then a transient twenty-something, and eventually transformed into an unlikely romance author.

Santino writes queer romance that is heavily influenced by the gritty, urban landscape of New York City, his belief that human relationships are complex and flawed, and his own life experiences.

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ABOUT MEGAN ERICKSON 

Megan Erickson is a USA Today bestselling author of romance that sizzles. Her books have a touch of nerd, a dash of humor, and always have a happily ever after. A former journalist, she switched to fiction when she decided she likes writing her own endings better.

She lives in Pennsylvania with her very own nerdy husband and two kids. Although rather fun-sized, she’s been told she has a full-sized personality. When Megan isn’t writing, she’s either lounging with her two cats named after John Hughes characters or… thinking about writing.
For more, visit meganerickson.org

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