Cover Reveal & Excerpt – Devotion by Grace R. Duncan

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DevotionFSWill Tanner realize he’s wrong and claim his mate before Finley’s devotion is gone?

Published by Dreamspinner Press
Release date: September 11, 2015
220 pages
Cover artist: Reese Dante



Finley Cooper is tired of waiting for his destined mate to be ready to claim him. In deference to human laws, he’s already agreed to wait until he’s eighteen. But now his birthday has come and gone—and his mate has a new set of excuses. Finley doesn’t understand it any more than his wolf does, and he’s beginning to wonder if fate made a mistake.

Tanner Pearce wants nothing more than to claim his mate, but he worries that Finley is too young. Tanner will never forget what happened when his best friend mated at Finley’s age, only to have that mate end up feeling trapped and breaking their bond. While rare, it can happen, and the fallout Tanner witnessed as his best friend tried to deal with the break has haunted him for years.

When Finley finally has enough, he threatens to find someone who will claim him if Tanner doesn’t, and Tanner realizes he needs to come to terms with his fears or risk losing his mate forever.



Finley fumed silently in the passenger seat the whole way back to his parents’ house. He was tired of waiting. Two years of being put off by his mate, the one the fates had chosen for him. Two years of intense sexual frustration—jacking off provided very little relief—knowing who he wanted, who he should have, but not being able to have them. He wasn’t about to go fuck someone else, not when he had a mate—even if he didn’t have the man—but he was tired of not having him, of not having anything.

Two years of watching the one person who wasn’t supposed to be able to walk away from him… walk away from him. Time and time again.

He held on to his anger as long as he could. He wasn’t going to give in to the other stuff until he was in his room, away from his parents and sisters, and Tanner had left again and was far enough away that it wouldn’t transmit over their bond. He’d always bemoaned the distance limitation of it, loving that feeling of connection, however light. But now he was glad for it because he couldn’t let Tanner know how all this was feeling. He couldn’t. He could not let Tanner see how much it hurt to be rejected over and over and over again.

He was beginning to wonder if Tanner really wanted him. He didn’t understand why Tanner couldn’t see that he could get all those experiences and still be mated. That he didn’t want those without Tanner. That he wanted to be with Tanner when he succeeded in school, wanted to see Tanner’s pride in him for doing well.

He knew, eventually, Tanner was going to be alpha, and, as the alpha’s mate, there’d be responsibility to go with that. But Tanner’s father wasn’t anywhere near ready to step down. It would be quite a few years before that was even an issue. As long-lived as they were, Tanner’s father, at forty-two, was still considered young as far as shifters go. They had time for that.

So he couldn’t figure out why. Tanner’s excuses were just that: excuses. The only thing Finley could get from them was that Tanner didn’t really want him and hadn’t figured out how to tell him yet.

Oh, he knew Tanner wanted him physically. The few times he’d managed to get Tanner to kiss and make out, he’d certainly felt Tanner’s response. Like in the club, Tanner was usually as hard as he was. But he couldn’t get so much as a mutual hand job out of the man, much less anything more.

He didn’t understand it. He did get why they waited until he was eighteen before doing anything, even if he didn’t like it. There was no way they could end up in a human jail. Their wolves couldn’t take that kind of captivity, and when they spontaneously shifted from the stress… well, that just wasn’t going to work. So he’d waited, because he knew there was always the chance someone from the human high school he attended could call and even his parents couldn’t get them out of it.

But the waiting was killing him. Especially since he had a lot more invested than his dick. He’d long since fallen in love with his mate, long since added his heart to the mix. And knowing that love wasn’t returned was eating at him.

He’d started his little trips to the clubs right after he’d turned eighteen and Tanner had started giving his new excuses—college, experiences, the whole pile of crap. So Finley had decided he needed to try to push things, provoke something more out of Tanner. He wanted to see if he could get Tanner to do something.

But so far all he’d gotten was the occasional dance, like tonight, and more often, annoyed looks, a lot of sighs, and being dropped back off at his parents’ house while Tanner went home. Alone.

And Finley went to bed to jack off. Again.

He couldn’t even seem to get anything possessive out of Tanner. Tonight, his grabbing the blond guy’s hand had been the first time anything like that had happened. Most of the time, Tanner just grabbed him and dragged him out of the club.

Finley was tired of waiting. He was tired of dancing around this shit. He was tired of being put off. He was eighteen, hadn’t so much as touched another guy’s dick, much less had sex, and he was sick of it.

Most of their kind were mated at this time. He knew some were waiting longer, usually because they went to college and the like. And Finley might have happily gone off to college and taken another four years—if he hadn’t met his destined mate and this hadn’t felt so urgent.

But it did and he was going crazy from it. It was time to force the issue. If Tanner didn’t want him, it was time to find someone who did.

He wanted his destined mate. He wanted the man he was in love with. But he could, and would, sever the bond that they’d started and form one with someone new.

Someone who wanted him.

Maybe it was time for a change of scenery. No one else in their pack was gay, much less interested him. In fact, the only other two teenagers his age had both been jocks in school and very much not someone he hung out with. His grandparents had been hinting that they’d love for him to visit, and his grandmother—who didn’t seem to understand the age thing either—had been going on and on about this new “pup” in their pack who was gay.

When Tanner pulled up in front of Finley’s house, he couldn’t bring himself to say a word. He climbed out, slammed the door, and went in the house without looking back.

He called to his mother to let her know he was home, then took the steps two at a time. Once he was in his bedroom, he stripped to his boxers, curled up on his bed, stared at the ceiling. He listened for Tanner’s car to pull out of the driveway; then he’d give in, let the memory of their meeting fill him as it seemed to do so much these days. And once Tanner was far enough away, he could let the rest of his emotions out.

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About the author:

Grace Duncan grew up withgrace_nohate a wild imagination. She told stories from an early age – many of which got her into trouble. Eventually, she learned to channel that imagination into less troublesome areas, including fanfiction, which is what has led her to writing male/male erotica.

A gypsy in her own right, Grace has lived all over the United States. She has currently set up camp in East Texas with her husband and children – both the human and furry kind.

As one of those rare creatures who loves research, Grace can get lost for hours on the internet, reading up on any number of strange and different topics. She can also be found writing fanfiction, reading fantasy, crime, suspense, romance and other erotica or even dabbling in art.

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Guest Post and Giveaway: Healing by Grace R. Duncan


First and foremost, than you very much to Charlie for hosting me at the Teahouse today! I am very glad to be here!

I love music. I’ve got music for pretty much everything in my life. So it is no surprise that I have music for my books, as well.

One of the first things I like to do when I sit down to write a story is to build a playlist. Sometimes, the songs I choose have to do more with the characters or couple than the world or environment (as in No Sacrifice). But for both Golden Collar and Healing, I have playlists that are as much about the world and feeling behind it than the story itself. Each one has a song specific to the couple, but for Healing, it’s much more about the world in general.

For Healing, Mark is fighting his feelings of abandonment. Duncan, unfortunately, is trying to fight them too, with no real basis for how. Poor Mark is just terrified of being left again. Duncan finally gets through to him (it IS a HEA, after all) and the song that really hit home for me with this one is David Cook’s Fade Into Me.
Lyrics here (

There’s an incredible number of post-apocalyptic songs out there. Perhaps it’s not that surprising as the concept is certainly nothing new. One of the most obvious, more because of the constant use in disaster flicks, is Don’t Fear the Reaper (link to a audio video as I couldn’t find anything more) from Blue Öyster Cult.

But one of my favorites is from the band Breaking Benjamin. “So Cold” is simple, as far as the lyrics go, but powerful and the music behind the verses just strikes me as haunting.

(Video is lyric video as there is no official video from Breaking Benjamin or the record company that I could find.)

Many of the other songs on the playlist are very much not specific to a post-pandemic world and, in fact, are more related to a post-war type of world. I’m not sure I could pick my favorite out of them, but in the top three running would be Adele’s Skyfall and Doomsday from Nero. But slightly higher on the top three than those two would be Radioactive from Imagine Dragons. Lyrics here.

You can go through the whole playlist here:

Tell me which of the songs on the list you like best for an entry into the big giveaway and a chance at a backlist e-book!




When Duncan stumbles into a pharmacy in search of something to fix his broken leg, he’s surprised to find someone else there. Like the rest of the post-pandemic world, it appeared empty. Instead, he discovers Mark, a former nurse who walked away from his profession after losing too many patients to the virus. Despite swearing he’d never practice medicine again, Mark patches Duncan up over Duncan’s protests. He even finds an abandoned house in the tiny town, and they settle in until Duncan heals enough to look out for himself. Much to the chagrin of both, they find themselves caring for each other.

Duncan welcomes it, thrilled at finding someone he can trust. However, he’s well aware of the shadows in Mark’s eyes and understands Mark’s reticence as he learns the story. But as he’s starting to do things for himself again, Duncan realizes he doesn’t want Mark to leave. He’s not sure if can get Mark to let go of his fears so they can stay together and love. But Duncan’s damned sure going to try.

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He should have known better. Under normal circumstances, it was a stupid move, but right here, right now, “stupid” didn’t begin to cover it.

Duncan glared at his leg for another moment, then leaned his head back against the wall. He needed to keep moving. It hurt like hell, but he had to keep going. It wasn’t going to get better on its own. The gash needed to be cleaned and bandaged, and even if the break wasn’t bad, it should at least be braced. And it wasn’t like he could call an ambulance. Or even go into an emergency room.

Well, he supposed he could go into an emergency room, if he was in the city. But like a lot of other people, he avoided the cities whenever possible. And when it wasn’t, he stayed as far on the edge as he could. But even there, it was a dangerous risk. As corrupt as the cities were now, the price of anything was higher than most could pay. He’d heard rumors that, in some of the worst cities, people simply got shot if they couldn’t pay what the thugs in power wanted. It was all rumor, but rumor he wasn’t about to ignore.

So he did his damnedest to stay away.

He’d been stupid to jump off the ledge. Even at only a couple of feet higher than he was tall, the risk hadn’t been worth it. He’d have thought, after nearly three years, he’d learned how to be more careful and not take those kinds of risks. It wasn’t the first time he’d fallen and hurt himself—though, thankfully, the last one hadn’t involved a broken bone. Maybe it should have; he might have learned his lesson then.

“Really fucking stupid, Dun.”

Duncan steeled himself and pulled to his feet, grimacing when the sharp pain shot up his ankle and through his leg. “Fuck,” he muttered, breathing hard through his nose. When he finally focused past the pain, he looked up and noted the position of the sun, the only real indication he had for the time, and figured he had another good hour or two of light. If he was right about where he was, he wouldn’t need all of it. He tucked the stick he’d found under his arm, grimaced when it dug into the soft flesh, but then leaned on it and hobbled along again.


Praise for GRACE R. DUNCAN

“I really enjoyed the characters, and loved watching them on their journey. Duncan does a great job of giving a really detailed story, and taking us on a great ride as two men find their happily ever after.”

—Joyfully Jay, on “No Sacrifice”

“There were so many wonderful themes going on in this story, I was wrapped up in them all and couldn’t wait to see how Grace brought them all together.”

—Love Bytes Reviews, on “No Sacrifice”

“I don’t really read a lot of historical fiction but some of it is damn good, including Grace Duncan’s Choices… The world building is excellent and draws you right in. The character development is also wonderful.”

—Mrs. Condit & Friends Reads Books, on “Choices”


Grace’s Bio:

Grace Duncan grew up with a wild imagination. She told stories from an early age – many of which got her into trouble. Eventually, she learned to channel that imagination into less troublesome areas, including fanfiction, which is what has led her to writing male/male erotica.

A gypsy in her own right, Grace has lived all over the United States. She has currently set up camp in East Texas with her husband and children – both the human and furry kind.

As one of those rare creatures who loves research, Grace can get lost for hours on the internet, reading up on any number of strange and different topics. She can also be found writing fanfiction, reading fantasy, crime, suspense, romance and other erotica or even dabbling in art.

Grace’s website:
Twitter: @GraceRDuncan


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Guest Post: Grace R. Duncan – No Sacrifice

First, I want to thank Charlie for having me back at the Teahouse. It’s been way too long, and I appreciate the chance to stop by.

Second, today is a special day! My newest novel, No Sacrifice is on sale for only $.99 today at the Dreamspinner Press website! On top of that, a portion of the proceeds from today’s sales on the Dreamspinner site will go to The Trevor Project. So, if you haven’t purchased it, do it today to help a great charity.


I actually struggled to figure out what to write for today. My beta suggested I talk about the research I did behind acting and what happens on set. It was, no doubt, fascinating. I learned a lot both through long conversations and digging into the back-most corners of the internet. But truthfully, the information itself isn’t really all that exciting.

Which is, I think, the fascinating part of it. Almost every movie or TV show out there has a “making of” segment somewhere on their DVD. Or they’ve got TV specials out that talk about the behind the scenes stuff. But it turns out that even that is really more exciting than most of what happens on a set.

A lot of it depends on the director, of course, who really does decide almost everything. Some of them, from what I have gathered in my conversations, are pretty much the exact opposite of my Jack from No Sacrifice. They really do talk to their actors, give a general idea of what they want to happen then let things go naturally.

Others… well, let’s just say that Jack, while maybe a bit extreme, isn’t as bad as I thought he’d be. Jack likes to control everything, from the things he should, of course, down to head tilt, how wide someone smiles, and even more. I’ve actually talked to a couple of people from on a set who’ve said that some directors really are like that. I think I’d hang myself. Or punch the director, which Patrick is very tempted to do more than once in the book.

One of the things I didn’t find a lot on at first was how sex scenes go. Cursory research would say that everything is so scripted, so mechanical that there’s no chance of anything happening. And I’m pretty sure most actors would be perfectly happy if that is what most of us believe.

But it’s not always the case. I found more than a few accounts where things got awkward very quickly because the guy not only got hard, but actually came during the scene. One actress talked about how embarrassed the poor guy was while she had to clean the spunk off her stomach after the take was over.

Patrick actually faces this very problem. In fact, the idea that he could get turned on during a scene never really occurs to him when he takes the role of a gay man on TV. He’d heard plenty of times exactly what I said above—that it’s too scripted, too choreographed to be anything sexy. Yet at the same time, he knew some things happened. How many Hollywood couples come out of a movie they’ve done together? Then there’s the line Patrick mentions he’s heard too often that goes something like, “Darling, one of two things is about to happen. For either, I apologize.” Obviously, if that’s out there, then it happens, and likely more often than they’d like.

It’s no wonder there are specific nudity and sex clauses in actors contracts. I couldn’t find any public copies of them, but I heard mention of them often. The Screen Actors Guild had a number of their contracts online, which I found to be very interesting, but none of them included those clauses.

It was this lack of preparation that really caused Patrick to be so shocked when he no only reacts to a kiss, but to the kiss from his male co-star. Perhaps if he’d known that was more common than he thought it was, then he might have been able to handle it better. Though, really, I know Patrick and that’s not too likely. I had way too much to put him through. I almost felt sorry for him when I wrote it.


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Do you believe the stories that nothing happens? What would you do if you found yourself suddenly aroused on set?

Don’t forget that a portion of today’s sales from the Dreamspinner site goes to The Trevor Project. And, if you leave an answer to the above questions, one lucky responder will win a copy of one of my Golden Collar titles!

Thanks again to Charlie for hosting me!



Patrick has taken his acting talents from high school all the way to a role in a major television show. But as the show progresses, his life of absolute certainties crumbles when he finds himself reacting to the kisses of his male costar. He refuses to accept it, reminding himself he’s married and a father—and thus, straight.

One night he goes to drink his worries away, meets Chance Dillon, and can’t take his eyes off the man. After having a little too much alcohol, he spills his problem to Chance, who helps him realize there’s something other than gay and straight. Patrick’s new understanding of his bisexual identity helps him sleep better—until the next day, when he discovers Chance is a sound technician on the same set.

As their friendship grows and Patrick’s marriage ends, he recognizes a possibility for much more with Chance. But Patrick isn’t ready to be out the way Chance has been for so long, and when the matter is taken out of Patrick’s hands, he pushes Chance away to spare him the mess Patrick’s life has become. By the time he realizes his mistake, it may be too late.

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