Blog Tour + Giveaway: Absinthe of Malice (Sinners, #5) by Rhys Ford

Rhys Ford has dropped by the clubhouse today! And she didn't come empty handed! To celebrate her upcoming release,  Absinthe of Malice, the fifth book from her popular Sinners series, Rhys is giving away TWO prizes: $20 gift certificate of the winner's choice and an Audible audiobook for one book (winner's choice)!

Check out our review of Absinthe of Malice here! Spoiler Free!

Thank you all for following the Absinthe of Malice blog tour! This is the fifth novel in the series and well, is a different kind of book. This is a beginning of sorts, a resurrection for most of the band members and the first step in a journey they will take together. Miki, Damie, Forest and Rafe in a van. Together. Cross-country and playing their hearts and souls out.
With a bit of trouble and love along the way.
I hope you enjoy it and like Applejack Shots and Beer, the story I’ll be telling across the blog tour.
OH! And the giveaway! Because we always need a giveaway. And there will be ONE winner for EVERY blog tour stop!
Enter by June 27th 11:59pm EST and win:
A $20 gift certificate to the online store of your choice
AND an audiobook code from Audible
(which you can use on any audiobook or save for Tristan’s voicing of Absinthe)
See you on the Other Side.

Applejack Shots and Beer Part 8
Devil by my side, a devil I know
Riding the Crossroads, heading to the next show
Hearing my name on the crowd, never thought I’d be back
House lights going down, time to dance in the black
— Breathing Again

Miki tilted his head back, burrowing deeper into the cushions. Staring out into the rain-thickened fog, he took a deep breath, drawing on the crispness in the early evening air then grunted, “Huh.”
Dude sighed, his body going lax. Tucked between two of his favourite humans, he slagged down into the cushions and Miki braced himself in case the dog gassed them but nothing whispered from the canine’s body except for a fluttering snore.
“Sorry.” Miki shrugged when Donal shot him a perplexed look. “He got into Chang’s garbage when I went to grab lunch. Chomped down half a head of rotten cabbage before I could stop him.” Nudging the dog’s ass with his toe was a life lesson in letting sleeping dogs lie because Dude retaliated with a slithering curl of acrid aroma. “Shit. Fuck. Sorry.”
“Ah’ve got six boys, Mick.” Donal coughed through his smile. “That’s practically perfume after having three brawny teenage boys sharing the attic rooms.”
“Yeah, kind of like a tour van,” he grimaced. “Shit, that’s something I don’t miss. You know how hard it is to find time to wash clothes when you’re on tour? It’s fucking impossible. At least if we stay in good hotels, you can toss it into that plastic bag and they’ll wash your shit. Instead, now we’ve got to hoard quarters and hunt up Laundromats everywhere we go.”
“So yer not wanting to go then?” Donal’s prodding was subtle but Miki could feel the older man poking around the tender scabs in his soul. “On tour with the boys.”
“Yeah, I want to go,” Miki whispered. “More than fucking anything else in the world. I just… fuck, Dad, suppose something happens when I’m halfway across the damned country? I’ve never had to worry about leaving someone behind, you know? And then there’s… Johnny and Dave. I know what they’d say. Dave—mostly because Johnny’d be drunk and grabbing any angel’s ass who got too close to him—but Dave’d tell me I was being stupid. That I should go because it’s in me, right? Like an itch I couldn’t reach for fucking ever and now, I can dig in deep and scratch as hard as I want.”
Donal nodded, a solemn, still granite of a man who unnervingly wore an older version of Kane’s face. Connor’s mannerisms were more like his father but it was Kane who reminded him the most of Donal. They both had an unwavering, entrenched feel to them, spiritual mountains set into the raging rivers of life. Not to mention the irritating knack to punch through a situation with a few words and Miki was forced to roll over and show belly when he least expected it.
And this time, as much as Miki was ready for Donal to turn him inside out, he wasn’t prepared for the stab of Donal’s Irish-slathered words.
“Maybe, Miki boy, it’s time for ye to admit that when they died, ye crawled into their coffin with them and waited for someone to toss dirt on yer aching soul.” Donal shifted, sliding his arm around Miki’s shoulder, pulling him in until they lay side by side with hardly any room for Dude between them. “AhI won’t let ye bury yerself with yer mates, son. Aye, it may seem harsh but when it’s all said and done, yer too dear to me and mine to put into the earth just yet.”
It felt…odd lying next to Donal. A gasping remnant of loathing and fear scrabbled up from the back of his mind, its mewling, scratchy whine screaming about another time—another man—another lifetime and Miki shoved the brittle, sharp terror back into the shadows where it’d been born. He no longer smelled of blood and sweat. His belly didn’t twist with hunger. His body wasn’t bruised and the only wounds he bore on his skin were minor pecks left from snapped guitar strings and a few welts on his chest where Kane’d bit him that morning during sex.
He could face down a crazy man with a gun or launch himself into a broken-bottle pub brawl without a second thought but laying next to a man he’d come to think of as his father left Miki shaking and weak. Blinking back the tears swelling in his eyes, he swallowed and bit his lip, focusing on the frayed shoelaces on Donal’s left boot. The panic passed and only an odd disquiet remained, assuring him of Donal’s faith in him and how hard he’d fought to get himself to a place where he could simply be held.
Sometimes, Miki’d learned, it was the peace and quiet he feared more than anything else. Not because he believed Damien, Kane or Donal would hurt him but because he expected the violence—shaming the affection they held for him.
“Talk to me, Miki boy,” Donal murmured, keeping still when Miki wiggled his shoulder blades to angle himself better against Donal’s thickly muscled arm. “Are ye alright? Is this too much—”
“I’m good. It’s just…me and hugs are kind of like other guys having to learn how to take a punch. You know it’s going to happen but you’ve got no fucking clue how much it’s going to hurt. Or not hurt.” Pursing his lips, Miki mulled over Donal’s words, finding more than a few grains of truth in them. “Yeah, you’re right. I mean, I know you’re right…about Dave and Johnny…and it’s stupid because I know they’re not coming back and shit, I know Forest and Rafe aren’t here to replace them. Maybe ‘cause it’s all new and different and I’m just not fucking ready for that.”
“So what are ye going to do then, kiddo?” His…father… hugged him, squeezing his shoulders in one-armed clenched strong enough to rattle Miki’s bones. “If ye think ye’re not ready, then tell them. But if ye are, then go.”
“I’m not going to know until I get out there,” he admitted softly. “It’s kind learning how to take a hug. It’s a good thing, something I want really fucking badly, but I’m scared it’ll hurt.”
“Then if it hurts and ye stumble, Mick, ye know we’ll all be there for ye,” Donal promised softly, ruffling Miki’s hair with a brief kiss on the side of his head. “No matter what, all of us….Morgans and yer boys…we’re here to catch ye if ye fall.”
Absinthe of Malice
by Rhys Ford
We’re getting the band back together.
Those five words send a chill down Miki St. John’s spine, especially when they’re spoken with a nearly religious fervor by his brother-in-all-but-blood, Damien Mitchell. However, those words were nothing compared to what Damien says next.
And we’re going on tour.
When Crossroads Gin hits the road, Damien hopes it will draw them closer together. There’s something magical about being on tour, especially when traveling in a van with no roadies, managers, or lovers to act as a buffer. The band is already close, but Damien knows they can be more—brothers of sorts, bound not only by familial ties but by their intense love for music.
As they travel from gig to gig, the band is haunted by past mistakes and personal demons, but they forge on. For Miki, Damie, Forest, and Rafe, the stage is where they all truly come alive, and the music they play is as important to them as the air they breathe.
But those demons and troubles won’t leave them alone, and with every mile under their belts, the band faces its greatest challenge—overcoming their deepest flaws and not killing one another along the way.
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Rhys Ford was born and raised in Hawai’i then wandered off to see the world. After chewing through a pile of books, a lot of odd food, and a stray boyfriend or two, Rhys eventually landed in San Diego, which is a very nice place but seriously needs more rain.
Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and an overworked red coffee maker.

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Giveaway is open to TWO winners - 1st prize: $20 gift certificate of winner's choice; 2nd prize: an Audible book code. 

Please respond with 48 hours of contact (should you win) or we'll have to select another winner. Contest ends 6/27/16 11:59pm EST

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  1. I would love a hug from Donal. It would make any day better. socstar35 on twitter

  2. Love that Miki is getting better at letting people love him. On pins and needles with release day getting closer. I love all Rhys books!

  3. Ah Donal! Always there with the right words for Miki ;)

  4. Best book family ever!

  5. aaaaaaand I'm now tearing up at work... I can see now this book will require a locked room to discourage interruptions once I get my greedy little hands on it. Seriously can't wait to dive in to this family again.

  6. Aw, this one made me a little emotional. I can't wait! Only a couple more days!

  7. This excerpt was definitely a pain-rich part of this great story, but what struck me the most was the idea that Miki had to learn how to take a hug and whether it would hurt or not.

  8. Thank you for this installment. Miki and Donal together are definitely tear inducing.


  9. so nice to see Miki continue to heal & grow, such a great moment

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  10. I always enjoy seeing Donal interact with his boys, all of them.

  11. every excerpt is better and better. i neeeed this booook.

  12. Lovely piece. It is great to hear Miki call Donal dad. I am waiting for him to call Brigid mom with ease. Look forward to reading more of this and the new release. I am still hoping Quinn makes an appearance.

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  13. Love that he calls him Dad.

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  14. That's a touching moment there. Everyone needs a Donal in their life, whathever they call him.
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  15. Yippee, just a few more days to go! I love the snippets with Miki and Donal, and am pleased that Miki is learning to accept hugs. I'm hoping for a Connor and Forest snippet or a Rafe and Quinn snippet before the end of the blog tour. Thanks for hosting the blog tour.
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  16. Love that Miki calls Donal 'Dad.'

  17. Miki's still struggling with the touchy feely of family. I suppose it will be a lifelong learning process. Love how Donal knows when one of his boys needs a boost in the right direction.

  18. It's so great to see Miki have people in his life who love him. I am so loving this setup for the book...

  19. Wish I had a Donal in my life. So appropriate for Father's day.

  20. These mini gut-punches of emotion are about to do me in!

  21. These lovely vignettes are such a tease. Can't wait until 6/22!


  22. I love-love-love this series! This blogtour is killing me, lol.

  23. Once again...wonderful words of wisdom from Donal. :)

  24. So much love for Donal & I hate it that Miki has to think about whether or not a hug could hurt him. :(

  25. Thanks for another great installment. I loved this conversation. violet817(at)aol(dot)com

  26. Looking forward to this book so much!
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  27. Wish we could all have a Donal in our lives.
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  28. Ughh so close! It's almost out!!

  29. I need something happy. Maybe this book.
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  30. Thanks for the excerpts


  31. Only two days left. I can't wait to start reading.

  32. Can't wait for this book.

  33. Great post, loved the quiet tension.

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  34. I love Rhys' books. Thank you for the chance!

  35. Okay....tears!

  36. Loving the blog posts!

  37. Fantastic series! Wish I had a Donal in my life!

  38. So Sweet. :-)

  39. The wait is almost over. I can't wait to get this downloaded to my Kindle.

  40. Love seeing Donal and Miki interact <3
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  41. Love these snippets, they're fun and give so much insight.

  42. I love Donal more and more, the little shorts are great!

  43. I absolutely loved this bit. Thank you so much!

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  44. Thanks to everyone for visiting BMBR and participating in the Applejack Shots & Beer Tour!

    Two winners have been selected and notified. Congrats to (1st)Lisa & (2nd)Gamistress66!