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Guest Review: Him Improvement by Tanya Chris

The course of true love runs through every neighborhood….

Only one thing stands between Gregory MacPherson II and his dream revitalization project for the gritty neighborhood of Ball’s End: a rinky-dink, run-down used bookstore called Hailey’s Comic. But when master negotiator Mac shows up to make a deal with the owner, he comes face-to-face with quirky, colorful Hailey—unexpectedly good-humored about Mac’s attempted eviction and, also unexpectedly, a hot guy.

Hailey won’t give up his lease, no matter how much money Mac offers. When it comes to consummating their mutual attraction, though, he’s a lot more flexible. Soon Mac has as hard a time prying himself out of Hailey’s bed as he does prying Hailey out of the building. But Hailey doubts Mac’s plans serve Ball’s End’s best interests, and he insists Mac give him a chance to prove his case. If they’re going to build a happy ever after, one of them will have to be remade…



Reviewer: Annery


Do you feel like skipping Halloween & Thanksgiving and diving right into a non-treacly non-Christmas Christmas tale? Look no further than this sweet tale from Tanya Chris. Reminiscent of A Christmas Carol, but without copying it beat for beat, Him Improvement follows a sort of remaking or awakening of Gregory “Mac” McPherson.

Mac is a real estate developer, and his company focuses on rehabilitating underutilized neighborhoods or, as the people who live there might say, paving the way for gentrification. Mac’s current project is in Ball’s End, whose residents are decidedly on the lower-income spectrum, and therefore have been easy to relocate via buyouts, non-renewal of leases, or other methods. The one holdout is Hailey’s Comic, which despite its name, isn’t strictly a comic book store but a rambling used book store. In order to expedite the emptying of this last storefront Mac decides to employ the personal touch and brings himself to 502 Main Street where he meets Hailey Green, the bookstore owner, and it’s basically lights out.

There is a strong element of, if not insta-love, at least insta-lust which quickly morphs into the former, at least on Mac’s part, but I didn’t mind. Refreshingly Mac isn’t conflicted about his attraction to Hailey due to his gender, Mac’s been out as bisexual to his friends and family since college, and the sexual attraction isn’t really ever in question. Hailey likes/wants Mac (a.k.a. Greg to Hailey) and isn’t coy about it. Once Mac starts a relationship with Hailey, he’s not only exposed to Hailey’s views on life, capitalism, and urban planning, but he also gets to meet and spend time with the people of Ball’s End. Lives that were once abstractions in a report are now living, breathing, flesh & blood. This is source of angst in this story. Mac getting to know those who are affected by his company’s projects and Mac wanting to be worthy of Hailey. At heart Mac is a good guy, and he also happens to think that Hailey hangs the moon. This leads him to revise or scrap the way does business in order to embrace the needs of those already living in these areas and not just the new residents his company is hoping to attract.

The story is told from Mac’s P.O.V., and very much centers on Mac continually questioning if Hailey would approve or what would Hailey do? He shouldn’t worry so much. Hailey is also just a good guy trying to do, what he believes is the right thing. To that extent he’s been using the bookstore as community center that covers everything from after-school babysitting to an informal AA meeting place. The only thing he hasn’t been able to do is turn a profit, because he’s terrible at business. Anyway these two men, who on the surface are opposites, make a pretty good whole. I enjoyed that their external appearance didn’t restrict who they were in the bedroom. As usual Tanya Chris delivers realistic relationships full of heat and sensuality. I liked that in spite of their radically different upbringings and likely politics, each man respected where the other was coming from, their goals and motivations.

I’ve only have two quibbles with this story which can absolutely be ignored by everyone else. One is Hailey himself. Granted we know him from Mac’s P.O.V., but he seemed almost too perfect. Also I questioned this decision to plant his flag in a mostly minority neighborhood. I’m not a particularly PC person or at all, but it struck me as a bit of White Savior or White Martyr? I’m not saying his intentions are nefarious or any such thing, far from it, but maybe making the character something other than a white guy looking for purpose amongst underprivileged minorities would’ve sat better. My second quibble is said minorities. Some of them seem to exist to prop up Hailey’s bonafides as do gooder or Mac’s education in social diversity, and the other part had a whiff of the Noble Savage. I’m sure I’m wrong but it did cross my mind.

Of course you can skip my previous paragraph and just enjoy a sweet story about two adults who find a way to live in each other’s different worlds, and enrich each other’s lives because they’ve fallen in love. Isn’t that what we all want in the end?

Merry Early Christmas. xoxo






Review: Aftermath (Ever After #3) by Tanya Chris

The Ever After series concludes in Aftermath. Tragedy, redemption, love… Ever After

Once upon a time, Casey flirted with a pretty boy at a bar, and that changed everything. Recently released from jail, he’s starting to rebuild without the family who raised him to hate himself. He’s got a new job, a room at his aunt’s, and community service hours at an LGBTQIA community center. But his biggest challenge is figuring out how to live as the one thing his father and brother drilled into him he could never be: a gay man.

Once upon a time, Brooks was a confident Dom with a particular taste for bigger men. But since his run-in with a dangerous homophobe, he’s lost his touch. Big, buff guys are hot but scary, and hurting people isn’t as much fun as it used to be.

Until he meets Casey, the big guy with the problematic past. Casey’s willing to do anything, but does his submission stem from healthy kink or from an unhealthy need to be punished? And is Brooks doling out release or revenge? Two people who share a past as violent as theirs could never fall in love. Unless, somewhere in the aftermath, there’s forgiveness.

Content warning: internalized homophobia, homophobic language, and references to homophobic hate crimes that have occurred in the past


Hard to rate.

LOVED LOVED LOVED Casey! He can get directly into my pocket without crossing "Go" or collecting $200. He's sweet, maybe a little naive but ultimately open to not only being open to criticism of his being complicit in his brother's crimes but applying that edification and paying it forward. *side mouths* He's also kind of a pain slut AND a big un AND submissive so...


It would probably go similarly for me as it did for Tormund but it wouldn't be for lack of trying!

To say the book started off great would be an understatement. Brooks was one of Casey's brother's victims who managed to fight him off and escape so Aftermath is at least adjacent to an enemies to lovers trope which happens to be a fave of mine so things were going swimmingly.

Brooks is alright. I understand where he's coming from but he can't see the forest for the trees and, quite frankly, he should've known better.

Finn is adorable. It breaks my heart that he got shorted in the parent department but he's making strides in creating his own family and I loved that as well as his spirit.

The story itself is classic Tanya Chris: unfussy with relatably imperfect characters and realistic dialogue.

Their chemistry is good. It's love at first sight for Casey and that made me...


Rightfully, it's a slower build for Brooks, one he tries to resist. Unsuccessfully.

The kink, however, is a shitshow.

That being said, Tanya Chris is my most successful 'working out mental health issues through kink' narrative to date. But still, something that gets on my last good nerve.

I'll give credit for delving into the psyche of both of these characters and really exploring the concept of redemption from multiple angles which, I think, had it only involved one of their perspectives wouldn't have been as successful nor would it have resonated as much.

I enjoyed the ending tying all the series characters together the way it did. Overall I would recommend the series and am sad that it ended on a mixed bag note. For me. YMMV.



An ARC was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.



Anniversary Shenanigans: Author Visit + Giveaway - Tanya Chris


Fans of the kink, gather round. Tanya Chris is here today with some recs so get your notepads and pencils ready. You'll want to write these down!




I was a reader long before I was a writer, and a fan of BDSM stories before I became a fan of M/M. Though not an active practitioner myself, BDSM calls to something deep in my psyche (not to mention other places). Here are some of my favorite M/M BDSM reads, along with a note or two about how each one has informed my own writing.

For Real by Alexis Hall

I have to start with the gold standard: For Real by Alexis Hall. I imagine you’ve already read it, but if you haven’t, you should. This book is more than a hot, romantic tale of two kinky guys finding each other and falling in love. It’s a literary masterpiece—an absolute manual on how to write distinct voices—that transcends the genre with its cultural and literary references.

As a BDSM story, its uniqueness lies in its steadfast refusal to fall into stereotypes. Toby, the Dom in this story, is smaller, younger, and less experienced—both sexually and in terms of kink. He also bottoms.

I’ll admit that my ideas about dominance and submission were so firmly entrenched prior to reading this book that I thought Laurie was being indulgent in the first few chapters. I totally failed to pick up on his genuine attraction to Toby because I couldn’t imagine it—the mature, experienced sub feeling the pull of dominance from a callow man-boy. Future readings (and there have been many future readings) have shown me that Hall lays down the necessary groundwork here. It was my own prejudice that kept me from seeing it.

What has lingered most resolutely about For Real in my mind, though, is the specificity of Toby and Laurie’s kink. These two are doing BDSM their way, including Laurie’s disinterest in using conventional safewords. This wouldn’t work for every couple, but Hall shows it how it works for them when Toby gets cornered into playing with Laurie publicly. The resulting scene, in which no safeword is ever used, is one of the most moving safeword scenes I’ve ever read.

As a result, I always consider how the couples in my BDSM stories use safewords. In Deep Under, for example, Jack and Maddox’s use of the standard stoplight terms (red/yellow/green) evolves as a metaphor for their deepening relationship, to the point that Jack says green instead of I do at the altar.

Finding Eden by Kele Moon

Some of the language is Finding Eden is gorgeous, and the sex scenes are smoking, but what really stands out for me are the characters. Danny and Paul are three-dimensional, having complicated relationships with each other and their kink. They’ve loved each other for a long time, but in different ways.

Paul is pain slut who also enjoys submission and erotic humiliation. Danny’s a natural leader with a cruel streak who’s just learning that his innate personality might make him Paul’s perfect top. Danny’s had a romantic attachment to Paul since their teen years, so this should be an easy HEA. There’s just one catch: Paul’s straight.

Paul’s also already got a soulmate, a true love, the one who got away. And it’s not Danny. While Danny tortures Paul’s body, Paul is torturing Danny’s heart, as Danny is constantly reminded that he’s not the one Paul really wants.

In too many romances, both BDSM and vanilla, the main characters have no significant romantic past. Whatever might be back there, it’s forgettable and forgotten. In real life,  how many of us don’t have past loves and losses we bring into every new relationship? In the case of Danny and Paul, the ghost becomes living flesh again in book three, making their journey to a relationship that’s as mutually fulfilling out of the bedroom as in the bedroom even more complicated.

In my book, Aftershock, Syed’s lost love doesn’t turn up again (he’s dead, not just gone), but Jamie plays a major role in the story, both in terms of Syed needing to reconcile his new feelings for Dashiell with his ongoing love of Jamie, and also in the way Dashiell negatively compares his own intolerance for pain to Jamie’s high tolerance, thinking, like Danny does about Paul, that he can never be what Syed truly wants.

But as Danny and Paul show us in Finding Eden, a new partner might also mean a new power dynamic. Paul’s demand for kink would never have been satisfied by his lost love, regardless of how much he loved her, and Syed’s experiences in the aftermath of Jamie’s murder have changed the way he looks at violence. No, we can’t recapture the past, but do we really want to?

Benched by Misha Horne

I call Misha Horne “the Queen of Spanking,” and my favorite of her M/M spanking stories is definitely Benched, a series which plays out over several installments, aka “innings.” Benched tells the story of Kyle, a hotshot college baseball player who needs to be taken down a peg, learning that he loves to be spanked and humiliated. The series starts with scenes in which Kyle is spanked by an authority figure in a dubcon situation (Kyle’s coach, for disciplinary reasons) but as the story progresses, Kyle transitions to a consensual discipline-based relationship with a peer.

All of Misha’s stories emphasize communication. Her characters learn about their kinks and how to express them in healthy ways. But I’ll admit that I also enjoyed the less-healthy scenes that started this series. (Kyle enjoys them as much as I do.)

Misha has released a few more books since I first came across the Benched series, but it was wishing she’d turn out more, faster that had me writing my own spanking stories. In fact, there are definite parallels between the plot of Benched and the plot of my first spanking story, Owned (initial kink discovery coming from a dubcon incident with an authority figure, moving towards a mutual understanding with a peer), but Misha wins for sweetness and communication.

Another thing Misha does well is make being kinky OK. The love and care with which she treats new kinksters is beautiful. No kink shaming here, even when humiliation is part of the kink. Her insistence that whatever you want is fine—let’s just talk about it—informed a key moment in my second spanking book, Pledged. Of course there’s room for all approaches (sometimes people get off on being told they shouldn’t get off on what they’re getting off on) but I particularly appreciate Misha’s.

His Boy Next Door by RJ Moray

At first glance, His Boy Next Door is your average serialized erotica, better written than most. That was certainly how I approached the first few episodes, and if that’s all you’re looking for, you’ll get it in spades. But as the kink sucks you in and keeps you reading one episode after another, behind the kink a romance starts to bloom.

Channing, the young sub new to BDSM, falls hard and fast for his Sir. Not surprising. He’s young and easily influenced, where Jack is powerful and urbane. Channing is experiencing new feelings, opening up to both his sexuality and his kink, and Jack is the one taking him there. The power imbalance is huge, and in the wrong hands might become too concerning to enjoy.

But Moray handles it deftly, firstly by acknowledging it. Jack himself, with additional prompting from his friend Nate, keeps “the campsite rule” as Dan Savage calls it (leave it better than you found it) in mind as he starts arranging Channing’s life, both sexually and otherwise. And then Jack starts to fall in love. And we get to watch that unfold in slow, real time. At the end of Season Three, I’d go as far as to say that Jack’s now more besotted with Channing than the other way around.

Another special aspect of His Boy Next Door, similar to For Real, is that the author has put a lot of thought into what aspects, specifically, of BDSM her characters enjoy. It’s not one-size-fits-all. Channon wants to please Jack. Aside from that, he physically enjoys a lot of what they do. But not all of it. Jack’s more of a sadist than Channon is a masochist, and Moray shows us how that difference in their interests is negotiated—how Channon enjoys submitting to pain because it pleases Jack, and how Jack tempers his sadism to please Channon.

When I wrote about Derek, the sub in Mine who’s much more of a submissive than a masochist, and his unfolding relationship to Amanda who’s a definite sadist, I faced a similar challenge. Derek wants to take all of what Amanda needs to give, because he doesn’t want her turning to another sub and because it’s Amanda who’s handing it out, but Amanda has a harder time reconciling herself to hurting someone who isn’t getting a sexual charge from the pain itself but rather from his submission to it.

However an individual Dom and sub negotiate their respective kinks, seeing it negotiated on the page is far more satisfying to me than a standard kneel/Sir/cuff/whip/fuck scene.

Takeover by Anna Zabo

The opening seduction scene of Takeover is perhaps one of the hottest BDSM scenes I’ve ever read without there being a lot of explicit BDSM play. There’s some minor bondage and a hand spanking. That’s it. The heat comes from dialogue, attitude, character, and tension. It’s a great counterpoint to stories that up the kink level by upping the damage. Sometimes all it takes is a simple command, given and heard.

After the opening scene, which takes place during vacation at an island resort, Takeover transitions back to real life, as must we all. The rest of the book is a more complicated negotiation of real life identities.

As mentioned above with respect to safewords and pain play, BDSM isn’t one-size-fits-all, and one aspect of the lifestyle that needs to be agreed on between the players involved is how far out of the bedroom power play extends. In Takeover, the Dom reports to the sub at work. Sam is a high-powered executive with a job to do. Michael’s no slouch either, but he’s not Sam’s boss in any sense of the word outside of their sex life.

Sam is all masochist with very little submissive. He’ll obey sexually, but mostly because that gets him what he wants, which is the pain Michael can deliver. Michael doesn’t mind doling it out—not at all—but he also has a strong need to take care of Sam. The service in this relationship goes mostly in the direction of Michael serving Sam.

As a person who has an understanding of how pain can feel like pleasure but no desire to call anyone the boss of me, I relate to subs like Sam. Most especially, I want to see submissives who know their own strengths and when to use them. I also love Doms of both stripes—the kind that get sadistic enjoyment from ruling with an iron fist and the type who mostly want to make their sub happy.

In my book Aftercare, for instance, Garrett is an attorney—Aayan’s brother’s attorney, to be specific. When Aayan tries to dictate how Garrett will handle his brother’s case, that’s a firm no from Garrett. Aayan might occasionally want to control Garrett’s behavior outside the bedroom, but inside the bedroom, he’s there first and foremost to serve Garrett, to take away whatever pressures have Garrett bound up and replace them with peace, just like Michael does for Sam.

Grif’s Toy by Joseph Lance Tonlet

So, wow, Grif’s Toy is dirty and hot and wrong and delicious. If emotional sadism isn’t your kink, you’re not going to like this one, because the Dom likes making his sub cry—not just from pain, but for real. And the way he does it is through a lot of SPH.

Which stands for Small Penis Humiliation for those of you not familiar with that particular kink. Which I’m going to admit isn’t really my thing.

And yet, this book is amazing—both sexually and emotionally. Talk about two people perfectly complimenting each other’s kinks. SPH might not be my thing, but it’s absolutely their thing, and the communication surrounding their play allowed me to feel comfortable watching them enjoy it.

In book two, the SPH leads to long term chastity, wherein I discovered a kink I didn’t know I had. That book led me down a rabbit hole of discovery into the twisted world of chastity Tumblr. Grif and Wes get off on Wes teasing Grif about the size of his instrument, but also on denying Grif any use of it. Through their story, I learned that while SPH itself might not be my thing, extreme denial very much was.

And thus Locked, my chastity story, was born. As with Grif’s Toy, Locked will only to appeal to those who are interested in going pretty deep into kink, but as Wes and Grif show us, all kinks are fine when consensually agreed to. Grif’s Toy is an excellent example of how something that many of us might consider a nightmare can paradoxically be a source of pleasure and the basis for a happy, committed relationship. Couples who kink together stay together!

About Tanya Chris

Tanya writes romance, including both vanilla romances and romances with a range of BDSM elements, under the name Tanya Chris. She also writes kink-heavy erotica under the name T. M. Chris. Here are links to the titles mentioned above:

Mine (F/m)




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Guest Review: You, Me & Her by Tanya Chris

Nate wasn’t made to be monogamous, a fact he never fails to disclose to his partners. No matter how much he loves the women he’s with, he sees potential in others. Does that make him a horrible person? His on-again, off-again lover and current co-star, Deb, certainly thinks so.

But his other co-star, Joshua, understands. Joshua, who’s fast becoming the best friend Nate ever had, doesn’t even mind when Nate hooks up with his wife, Sherry. Well, he does mind a little, but only because he has the hots for Nate himself.

Nate’s always known he’s polyamorous, but is he also bi? He loves being with Joshua. He loves being with Sherry. He definitely loves being with Joshua and Sherry together. Can he make the transition from loves-being-with to just-plain-loves? And even if he can, how does he fit into another couple’s relationship?

Meanwhile, the situation with Deb is growing ever more toxic, the future of their show is at stake, and not all of Nate’s friends are on board with the whole poly/bi thing. It’s a minefield Nate can only navigate with the help of one very special man.

Content warning for alcoholism. This book describes an open relationship that remains open after a romantic bond is formed. It’s not suitable for readers who consider open relationships to be cheating. This book includes both M/F and M/M loving.


Reviewer: Annery

Nate is a happy-go-lucky kind of guy who just wants to love and be loved in return. To belong without ownership. No monogamy or jealousy in his game. At 26 he’s like a great big puppy, without an ounce of guile or a mean bone in his body. I loved him. The problem is how society at large perceives people who are into open relationships: “unfaithful, disloyal, unloving, sex fiends” who at best can’t make up their minds or at worst are manipulators. In Nate’s case nothing can be further from the truth.

I really enjoyed this honest and somewhat hopeful portrayal of what an open & poly relationship can be like when the parties are coming from a place of honesty, respect, and love. It’s like a glimpse of Utopia for those who like to share and share alike.

Apparently Nate and some of the other characters have appeared in previous books, which I’ll probably check out, but I can’t say it’s necessary to have read them to enjoy this one. So what’s the story?

Nate lives somewhere not-NYC, I want to say Connecticut or NJ?, works construction for his uncle’s company, and is a cast member at CENTRAL PLAYHOUSE, a local community theater. He’s also considered something of a local Lothario, except he’s not. He just has room in his affections for more than one person at a time. Nate believes in and practices free love. He cares deeply for the well being and satisfaction of his partners, who until now have all been female. He has never thought of himself as other than heterosexual but things are about to change.

During the audition and rehearsals for a local production of Othello he meets and befriends Joshua, who pretty much immediately becomes a protector and a source of comfort when Nate is feeling unsure or low. There’s a spark. Even though at first Nate only recognizes it as friendship we, the readers, see the undercurrents pulling him in further. The initial lure is Joshua’s wife Sherry, a singer, a free spirit, and all around fun person. Nate starts coming around mostly to “sleep” with Sherry, with Joshua’ approval, but he stays because he feels at home. Joshua cares for him by cooking breakfast or just listening to him. Joshua makes no secret of wanting Nate but respects his assertions of being heterosexual.

Nate’s journey from being exclusively heterosexual to becoming curious to falling for Sherry AND Joshua is done in such an organic and seamless way that I believed every word. Nate is bisexual. He’d just never thought about it. He’d settled for the standard assumption of heterosexuality. This doesn’t mean that he no longer likes women. He does. [If you don’t like vaginas this may not be a book for you.] I liked that the author shows how each partner in this triad satisfies a different need for the others: Sherry is the bubbly fun, Nate is the endlessly curious, affectionate, and attention loving puppy dog, and Joshua is the caretaker and glue that keeps them all afloat. Did I mention that I love Joshua? I do. Big time. Nothing could be better than being sheltered by his loving care. Also he’s a poet.

The rest of the book is populated by Nate’s family, friends, and colleagues from the theater. At first not all of them are supportive or understand. In fact quite a few of his previous sexual partners acted like he’d cheated on them or deceived them. It’s a bit disingenuous on their part given that Nate practically has a brand on himself saying no-monogamy. One of them is Deb. Nate’s been having an on/off sexual relationship with her for four years! Why? Deb insist on keeping it a secret. She barely acknowledges him in public. It turns out Deb belongs to the monogamy club, which is fine. However she insists that Nate just hasn’t found the “right person”, which of course is her. She refuses to be public with their relationship unless Nate promises exclusivity, which he won’t. She’s pretty horrid to Nate, Joshua, and her friends in general. Her behaviour is somewhat excused & pinned on bad family history and alcoholism, but in vino veritas. To me she was just part of the ubiquitous moral police who will always look with suspicion on those who opt for another road. Ugh!

Thankfully I can say that Nate, Joshua, and Sherry reach a “work-in-progress” HEA that works for them and worked for me as reader.

I’d recommend this to anyone. Even if you’re not a sharer Tanya Chris beautifully shows how a relationship like this can work for those who do want to go with “more is more”. How it’s not cheating if you’re all in agreement about what you want. How the fact of sleeping or having sex with others doesn’t negate your love, loyalty, and faithfulness to your partner(s). Maybe it’s not for you but you can certainly root and be happy for those choose it.



Review: Aftershock (Ever After #2) by Tanya Chris

Being acquitted of Jamie’s murder won’t bring him back. Syed might be free, but he’s lost his lover and his sub, along with his sense of control, his libido, his friends, and the stomach to inflict the kind of pain Jamie thrived on. Even his high-rise apartment doesn’t suit him anymore.

Dashiell is drawn to the handsome man he represented in court, but he’s promised himself never to get involved with another confident playboy. His next boyfriend—if he can find such a thing—will see him as something more than a backup plan for a better offer. And how could he ever give a man like Syed what he wants anyway?

Dashiell fears the day Syed will ask him to bear more pain than he can handle as Syed struggles to reconcile how he’s coming to feel about Dashiell with how he still feels about Jamie. Can their fledgling relationship survive the discovery that Syed’s new sub might be representing the man who murdered his last sub?

Jamie deserves justice, Dashiell deserves love, and Syed wants to be the one to give both these men exactly what they need.

Content warning: this book includes descriptions of homophobic hate crimes. There is very mild BDSM content.


Aftershock could potentially be read as a stand alone but I wouldn't recommend it since characters from Aftercare make appearances and parts of the story carries over.

At its heart this story, and this series, is about rebuilding oneself in the wake of loss and one I've thoroughly enjoyed. Syed and Dashiell's romance is quieter in ways than Aayan and Garrett's was; it didn't feel as frenzied. But it was no less moving.

Syed is still reeling from Jaime's murder. He was shunned by friends due to the circumstances of his murder and Jaime's family for their shared proclivities. His brother has found the love of his life and he's never had the best relationship with his parents due to his being gay.

In the face of all this upheaval and without Jaime he struggles to define himself.

Dashiell was a member of his legal team and has a crush on Syed. Dashiell also has some baggage of his own in the form of a wretched ex. Dashiell's self-image and self-worth took a beating from that douche-mcgouche making him primed for some TLC.

They start off slow. Dating. Getting to know each other with a simmering attraction between them that slowly gains steam.

I really have to tip my hat to Tanya Chris for the panache she's demonstrated in depicting the characters in this series and their struggle to not only rebound but make sense of their feelings. This trope can be hit or miss for me if enough gravitas isn't given to the lost love. I have a tendency to lose interest in the narrative when the previous relationship is minimized. Tanya Chris has taken the time to show how much Syed and Garrett have grappled with their feelings.


Their relationship feels organic in the way it evolved. I love that they build something together that is wholly different from what Syed had with Jaime. Jaime was a masochistic sub and Syed met his needs. Dashiell is submissive who wants to serve and please. One would think there would be a hole where Syed's sadistic needs weren't being fulfilled but Syed is primarily a dominant who can't seem to stomach impact play subsequent to Jaime's death. He has always derived the most pleasure and satisfaction from D/s. So, if you're expecting loads of kink, this might be a miss for you. There is D/s that Dashiell is new to, so no high protocol stuff and one bondage scene. I love lots of kink especially impact play but this level suits them and that gave me warm fuzzies.

Syed will always love Jaime but he can love Dashiell too. He can and does make a new start. From redecorating the apartment to realizing Dashiell needed him to call directly rather than using Bhupati and multiple other ways he deliberately changes and adjusts to accommodate Dashiell and the new version of Syed that's learned from past mistakes, is wiser and maybe a little braver than he once was.

Aftershock has quite a bit of legal eagling, maybe not as much as Aftercare but be forewarned anyhow. Also, mind the trigger for homophobic hate crimes! Dashiell's client is... challenging. Honestly, I kept trying to hate him but I wound up mostly feeling sorry for him and hoping he finds his way. Actually... *sheepish duck/shrug thing* I wouldn't be averse to reading Casey's story. Or Bhupati! I loved him. Or both! #greedy

Recommend to fans of contemporary romance who like a little hurt/comfort with a smidge of kink and a slowish burn.

An ARC was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.


Review: Predestination Unknown by Tanya Chris

Luther is almost enjoying a rainy day in Salem, Massachusetts on All Hallow’s Eve when his pursuit of a light-haired, light-skinned guy in a Pilgrim costume sends him crashing back in time to Salem 1692 and the start of the Salem witchcraft trials.

Ezekiel was only going about his chores when a gay, bi-racial man from the future dropped into his life. He doesn’t know Luther is from 2017, not from Boston. He doesn’t know that it’s OK to feel about a man the way he’s coming to feel about Luther. And he has no idea that the wealthy, white men running Salem are about to hang twenty people for the trumped-up crime of witchcraft.

Ezekiel has a lot to learn, both in bed and out, and he’s going to have to get up to speed fast if he and Luther are going to prevent a Colonial American tragedy, one that has already kind of happened. Is our future predestined? Or can Luther and Ezekiel change the course of their country for the better?

Predestination Unknown is a full-length M/M time travel romance featuring a bi-racial man from 2017 who travels back in time to the Salem witchcraft trials.

Content warning: Some unsympathetic secondary characters hold and express racist views. Most of these are immediately refuted by other characters, but a few comments go uncorrected."




The premise of this story is clever-man goes back in time to an awful event in American history and convinces some myopic people to use their collective heads for more than just hat placement and averts a tragedy. The old adage don't believe everything you hear/read/see strikes again. Predestination Unknown is not your average time travel romance. Count on some cultural and potentially triggery issues including racism, bigotry, sexism, and religious extremism.

Luther is in a mirror maze with some friends on Halloween in Salem and keeps spotting a cute blonde but is bedeviled by all the mirrors until finally he happens upon a portal that lands him in 1692 just prior to the Salem witch trials. An enlightened Black man in the 17th century? Expect some off-putting terminology. Upside is the blonde is there and likes what he sees in Luther so... glass half full?

Luther tells the entire story and parts of it do require some suspension of disbelief including his finding himself in a Puritanical and culturally repressed society without indoor plumbing or electricity 325 years prior to his in stride then not turning over every conceivable pebble to find the portal again. Predestination Unknown addresses many relevant topics to varying degrees and Chris doubled down on the subtext that mirrors the current sociopolitical climate, complete with a Trump clone in Corwin who is a bigot that taps into base fears and is a polarizing voice.

Corwin uses his considerable influence to root out "evil" in Salem, through whatever means necessary, usually by invoking the "will of God" and engendering fear. There were times when the narrative was overtaken by the historical aspects and the subtext got a little heavy handed making it dry at times. On the other hand, I enjoy and believe in the concept that one person can spur change and Luther is nothing if not a change agent.

The romance between he and Ezekiel is chaste through much of the story due in large part to Ezekiel's lack of experience in all things romance/sex related, but also, his faith which has ingrained in him the notion that homosexuality is a sin that automatically precludes him from being "chosen" to enter heaven. His Puritanical ideology being paired with Luther's enlightened 21st century one made this subject matter palatable for me, particularly with regard to Christianity and homosexuality not being mutually exclusive. Luther is tenacious and logical and logic is hard to argue against when presented with confidence. Armed with his newfound knowledge Ezekiel embraces the true meaning of Christianity and he breaks the shackles of predestination that have been so oppressive. Along with Ezekiel's progressive enlightenment their romance gains traction as the story evolves with more heat and an undeniable chemistry, but this story is not especially sexy.

The epilogue is very sweet and overall that is how I would categorize their relationship. I didn't enjoy this as much as I enjoyed Aftercare but Chris brings a certain authenticity to her characters that I appreciate. I especially liked Abigail and the precocious Tom who probably turns out to be the first polyamourous Puritan or maybe libertine is a more apropos descriptor.

Obviously, this will only appeal to some, but I don't regret having read it and would recommend it to those who enjoy a romance read that's outside the lines, so to speak.




A review copy was provided.

Anniversary Shenanigans: Author Visit + Giveaway - Tanya Chris


We have a delicious kinky treat today from Tanya Chris. Get your eyebrows ready to waggle! And be sure to let her know what you think of her short in the comments.

This short originally appeared on Ms. Chris' website.

He fastens the cuffs ...

He fastens the cuffs around my wrists, right one first. I'm right handed, so when my right hand is immobilized I feel immediately restricted, then doubly restricted when the left is immobilized too. He always does the right one first, whether we're standing or lying, in bed or on the rack.

Today I'm on the bed, face down. I squirm my hips into the mattress, my dick already growing hard because I know that being tied face down means he'll fuck me after.

He hasn't blindfolded me but I'm not allowed to look over my shoulder, to turn my head and sneak a peek, so I can only see what he puts into my line of sight. What he puts into it now is a belt: leather, black. His. Not a toy from off the internet, but a functional tool that hugs his body every day, that lives close to the dick I love.

I kiss the belt. Leather has a smell and a taste. It's a living thing--animal, not plastic or man-made. I wriggle my hips, which are free so he can fuck me after, so he can yank me up onto my knees and drive all the way in, and he laughs. He knows how much I love this.

I don't need to be able to see him to know he's hard too, but that's what he puts into my field of vision next: his cock. And yes, it's hard. I make my lips into a narrow O so that when he pushes forward, his cocks pops through them like it'll pop through the tight ring of my sphincter later. We both love that moment of intrusion.

He doesn't allow me his cock for long, but that's part of the game. He wants me to beg for it, and I do, but I hardly know what I'm begging for because I do want to suck him, to feed on the fat tip and follow his long shaft with my tongue down to the heavy weight of his balls, but I want the belt too, and what comes after the belt. I want everything he has to give me and mostly I want whatever he wants, so I beg because he wants me to beg and I wait for the belt because he wants me to wait.

The first strike comes without warm-up or warning. He's a sadist that way. I flinch and scream and roll my ass up and back and any which way to avoid the blows that keep raining down while he chuckles like a boy at his games--all burbling glee. His pleasure intensifies my pain, contrasts to it like ice to a burn, throws my suffering up in stark relief against the backdrop of his joy.

And oh, his strikes do burn. The belt laps like tongues of flame across the lower swells of my ass. It slaps with startling precision against the tops of my thighs. My moans, moving from something-like-pain to something-like-pleasure, and his laughs, as they transition into moans that match my own, play a symphony with the sound of leather against flesh, of flesh against leather.

I mash my face into the sheets we slept on last night, breathe in our joined musk, that smell of home. I grind my hips into the mattress. I'd love to come like this one day from nothing but the way he hurts me, but I know he wants me to save myself for our joining, and so I grind judiciously, pushing back to receive the friction of his strikes as much as I push down to seek the friction on my cock.

I'm almost at the point where pain becomes pain and he knows this, knows me. He eases up, giving me the slow burn now that he withheld at the start. I wish I could see him--endorphin-hazed, high on hurting me, hard and dripping and hungry to be inside me but drawing out the last moments of what we call foreplay. They're so sweet, these moments.

I can't stop my hips churning against the mattress and so he leans over me, the first touch of his body to mine as his chest slides along my back. He strokes his hand over my fiery ass and murmurs "shh, shh" against my ear, even though we both love how I whimper. It's part of our game. We pretend that I'm wretched and that he's comforting me and that he didn't cause the wretchedness he's comforting me for.

Then he slicks himself up with lube. He doesn't slick me, so it hurts when he forces his way inside even though we're still pretending that he's comforting me with those soft murmurs and the tender hands that rub over the hurt parts of me as though they aren't relishing the very heat they stir.

His cock is a thing that owns me, separate from him but encompassing all of him. Its thickness stretches me wider than flesh can open. It's a foreign entity, my alien overlord, a conquering force that can only be accepted. It makes me weep with how I have to accept it.

I never cry when he's hurting me, but this--this fucking--it gets me every time. I bury my wet face in the bed. My wetter cock dangles. It bounces with the motion of ass to groin. He has one hand between my shoulder blades, shoving my torso harder against the mattress, and the other on my hip, holding me, driving me, commanding me.

My orgasm wells up from that place inside me where the head of his cock bruises and batters. It's formed from the roughness of strong thighs against sore ass, from the smell of slept-in sheets, from the sound of my own cries, from the weight of his hand on my back, from the dirty, awesome sweetness of this gift we give each other.

I come in burbling waves, the semen running out of me like tears, like it's another thing he forces from me. I don't own the trickle of white liquid that flows from the tip of my cock. I don't own the cock that continues to batter me. I don't own the ass that swallows his load.

But I own him.

He unfastens the cuffs and wraps me up, one arm around my chest, one arm around my waist. He tugs until we're on our sides, and now he really does soothe me. Now my tears are real, but they're the good kind, the kind that fall like summer rain on dry ground, and when he says "shh, shh" he means that he loves me, and that he knows he's doing it right.

Author info

Tanya writes in a variety of romantic and erotic genres, being an avid follower of many of these genres herself. Some of her favorites are M/M romance, MFM threesomes, and BDSM with male submissives.

Tanya lives in New England with her boyfriend and her cat and has participated in many of the activities about which she writes, but not all of them. It's left to the reader to decide which are which.

Website: http://www.tanyachris.com
Twitter: @tanyachrs


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NSFW Review: Aftercare by Tanya Chris

Aayan Denir knows Garrett Hillier was once a high-powered defense attorney, and—thanks to a leaked photograph—he knows Garrett is sexually submissive, which makes him ideally qualified to defend Aayan's brother from the charge of murdering his sub. Aayan would do anything to protect Syed, even if he doesn't understand how Syed could hurt someone he loves. He could never hurt Garrett. He only wants to take care of him—love him, serve him, cherish him. And maybe torture him. Just a little. 

Garrett probably shouldn’t be dating his client’s brother. Right? And what’s the use in a confirmed sub dating a guy who doesn’t want to be a Dom anyway? The important thing is to get Syed cleared of the discriminatory murder charge he’s facing. Aayan is a distraction. But for the first time in the three lonely years since Garrett’s husband died, he’s feeling hope, ambition, and desire. Can he give up the pain he craves to find the love he needs? 

As Syed’s trial date looms, Aayan and Garrett explore what a BDSM relationship means for them, and what they mean to each other. 

Aftercare is a M/M BDSM contemporary romance about Aayan, a Muslim immigrant who’s not sure he can play the Dom role, and Garrett, a submissive attorney who walked away from his life when his husband died. 64,000 words.



Tanya Chris was a new to be author but she's on my radar now. Poor thing. Someone should warn her. So strap in, kids. Cupcake's about to gush, and by "gush" I mean talk your face off.


"When I'm with you it's like spring has come. Everything blooms and fills."

Aftercare was like a breath of fresh air that I inhaled with gusto. Reminiscent of a kinder, gentler Uneven in that Aayan like Gabriel has no real experience with kink, though he has a presence, innate dom qualities and an inner sadist begging to break free. However, Aayan's faith along with a college experience gone bad have done a number on his psyche and led him to squelch his urges. 

I'm not a religious person thus I was surprised by how much I enjoyed the juxtaposition of Aayan's beliefs with his desires. Desires which run counter to Islam in particular his yearning to hurt his male lovers and whereas Islam  values caretaking over violence. Islam also fundamentally prohibits homosexuality and Aayan is gay, something in many ways, I think he's perpetually trying to atone for. These opposing forces blend together to make Aayan a caretaker dom and a reticent sadist, so... crazy, stupid sexy.


He does this come here finger thing... I can't even!



I'm getting ahead of myself. Oops.

His brother Syed's partner and sub, Jaime, was murdered and Syed is the only suspect owing to their lifestyle. Aayan wants Garrett to represent his brother due to his much publicized submissiveness. Garrett's deceased husband Russell took a photo of him kneeling at his feet with an enraptured look on his face and subsequent to his death that photo was made public. Syed bought it. Aayan half fell in love with Garrett from that photo, so his hiring him isn't entirely altruistic.

The attraction between them is palpable but the question then becomes can Aayan meet Garrett's needs? Can he reconcile his sadistic urges with his faith?

The way Chris approached these questions and Aayan's characterization was nuanced and complex, sophisticated. It took Aayan a long time to admit he was gay for fear of disappointing his parents. He even married in an effort to subvert his sexuality, make his parents happy and remain a good Muslim, so the notion of going against god again inspires much angst.

But Garrett pushes all of his sadistic buttons. Makes him want and Garrett wants that pain too. Needs it.

He wanted to shred Garrett into manageable pieces, pieces he could own and control.



Garrett has his fair share of baggage too. Said highly publicized photo of him pretty much destroyed his credibility as a high-powered attorney. He's been doing public defense work since Russell's death 3 yrs ago and existing. Garrett doesn't struggle so much with his feelings for Aayan as adjusting to the difference between him and Russell which captivated me with its simplicity. Can he adjust to only D/s without pain play? Not only that but simply the adjustment to the differences in their dominance and being the sub Aayan needs or wants as opposed to Russell.

They don't always communicate effectively and Garrett does throw out some mixed signals at times but I liked the way their relationship evolved; it felt realistic. They both struggle with their baggage but they both realize what they have has the potential to be something special and neither wants to lose it.


He made Garrett feel like a thing he owned-a precious thing, a thing to be treated carefully, but his all the way through.

The sex has some grade A choice begging! Have I said how much I love it when they beg? Quality begging is difficult to come by. The sex isn't super kinky with some bondage, orgasm denial and a spanking scene. There is a size difference though and Aayan is prone to picking up Garrett and putting him where he wants him. *growls*





I have a bigger fondness for the investigative side of law and this focused on the trial. Overall it held my attention, but I'd still have preferred finding out what happened to Jaime. There were some great secondary characters though including Dashiell and Dharini.

The only real niggle I had was why Aayan wouldn't just talk to Syed about his struggles, but by the same token, I can understand not only being the oldest and not wanting to burden his younger brother but Syed is on trial for his partner's murder so... prolly not the best time.

Both of these characters are likable and genuine and I'd be pleased as punch were there to be a follow up with any of them. What made Aftercare memorable for me was Aayan's unwavering devotion to Garrett. He pursues him with vigor and even before they really "get there", he knows Garrett is his one. He isn't afraid to both show and tell him in a way that didn't make it seem like he was craycraybenaynay, but rather a statement of fact. That combination of confidence and vulnerability... superlatives fail me.

If you like your kink with an extra helping of romance, give Aftercare a try.


"I'm going to love you and hurt you and love you."





A review copy was provided.




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Review: When It All Falls Down by Tanya Chris


Maybe Charlie should have waited until he graduated high school before coming out, because since that revelation there’s been a growing distance between him and his friends. Charlie’s tough, though. He doesn’t mind eating lunch alone or watching his former gang interact with their new best buddy. What he does mind is seeing Drew Lavoitt suffer the same fate.
Drew didn’t come out. As far as he, or anyone else knows, he’s straight. What Drew did is accidentally hit and kill a little girl. Now the boy who was voted Most Popular, and who Charlie has maybe had a crush on since eighth grade, faces financial ruin, expulsion, and the fear that if he’s not everything, he’s not enough.
Popularity, wealth, acclaim—these things are easily lost. In each other’s arms, Drew and Charlie find something that can’t be taken from them. Together the two build a foundation on which they can re-create their lives.


My Kindle notes say: Great story, happy vibe, positive vibe, and I think this sums up the book nicely. It seems from the blurb that this could be a real drama driven book, with teen angst all over the place - but it wasn't. Whilst some of the events in this story were sad and some difficult to deal with, the story as a whole was positive. It showed how people, in this case teens, cope and deal with circumstances beyond their control. 

The character of Charlie was interesting to me. Often we see how bad coming out is for teens, in this book though, Charlie, for the most part, actually expected a worse reaction from people than what he got. I know that this is far, far from the experience of many people coming out. It gives me hope though, that the future of GBLTQ people is better than that of the past. My first reaction was to think that such positivity was unrealistic - then I thought about all the prom proposal videos that circle each year featuring GBLTQ youth and I realised that things are getting better. 

Younger generations, for a good part, don't discriminate. They stand behind their peers and celebrate the diversity of their generation. (Too) slowly things are changing for the better. Or at least they have been, but this is a book review, not a political statement. My point is, that Charlie expected negativity when he came out. He actually read it in places that it wasn't, in his group of friends, with his father... His expectations were of the worst, and it didn't turn out that way. I really hope that this is the case for the very near future.

Drew, I felt incredibly sorry for. He'd accidentally killed a 6 year old, through no fault of his own. An unpreventable accident - how devastating this must be. I've driven for 22 years and I've yet to enjoy it for exactly that reason, the fear of the damage a car can do in a moment of time. I can't imagine the enormous pressure and guilt (that most useless of emotions) Drew is under. He is coming to terms with it, so is his family and the people where they live. My heart ached for him.Then Charlie - brave and strong and hating seeing Drew on his own - spoke to Drew and changed the course of both their lives. 

A really great story, I would recommend this to romance lovers and YA fans.

A copy of this book was given in exchange for an honest review.
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