Stay With Me–author Lily Adile Lamb–NEW interview!

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 photo Stay-with-Me.jpgTitle:  Stay With
Author:  Lily Adile
Published:  July 25th,
Publisher:  Encompass
Ink Publishing
Genre:  Contemporary
Gay Romance, M/M
Content Warning:  Explicit
sexual content, mild violence
Recommended Age:  18+
It has been weeks since Curtis first saw the young waiter
with the haunted eyes. No matter how often he went to the café to find the
right opportunity to introduce himself, that moment simply did not come that
Joseph was aware of the gentle giant who quietly came to
have his lunch and then left day after day. Fearing his father’s wrath and
under his ever watchful eyes, he made no moves nor overtures. Until one day
when the other man approaches to him…
Excerpt from Stay with Me by Lily Adile Lamb:
His colleague Jason spoke highly of the little corner café
at the mall. Curtis decided to try the food during his lunch break, since he’d
left his sandwiches on the kitchen bench-top at home that morning. Bugger, he
thought sourly, because it was a typically hot Aussie day, and he wasn’t in the
mood to walk to the mall. Perth had always been sweltering in the summer, but
today, it was humid as well. He hated the thought of sweating and then having
visible wet patches painting the fabric under his arms. 
He didn’t want to give the impression of being a sweaty, smelly, big bear.
Curtis was slightly overweight, and at just over six-feet, it made him feel
visible and a little self-conscious in the crowd. 
He waved at everyone as he left. At the bank where he worked as a teller in
central Perth, he got on well with everyone. His colleagues often teased him
about choosing to work longer hours, but he took it on the chin. Of course,
they’d tease him because he couldn’t hide his shyness.
Emerging from the building, he felt the scorching heat instantly. He quickly
walked, using the shade of other buildings. His wallet was in his pocket, and
he carried his Kindle. Curtis was a voracious reader and hooked on the newest
thriller/suspense novel by his favorite author, Dorien Grey. He’d left his
mobile phone behind, so he wouldn’t be distracted by phone calls. 
As it was a Friday, the mall was busy. He looked around curiously before
climbing down the stairs to the Asian café in the corner. It was busy and had a
long queue. Fuck. I hope I won’t spend my lunch break standing here, he thought
Waiting at the counter to order his meal, Curtis glanced at a short, slim Asian
waiter, taking a steaming hot bowl of some epicurean delight to a lucky
customer. He couldn’t see the man’s face, but something about his general
demeanor caught his attention. He moved deftly through the crowds carrying the
bowl to its intended customer. What caught Curtis’s attention was the way he hunched
his shoulders as if he didn’t wish to be noticed by anyone. No one that young
should walk like the weight of the world rests on his shoulders. Curtis
couldn’t take his eyes off the man with the fragile appearance.
“What can I get for you?” the elderly attendant asked, looking directly at
“Huh? Oh! I’d like to order a small size of your special fried rice, please,”
Curtis said. He paid for it and was given a number to pick up his lunch when it
was called. He walked away from the counter, but stood close enough to collect
his meal. He waited for a while, but grew tired of standing like a beanpole
among those much shorter than him, and looked around for a free table. 
He again found himself watching the waiter. This time, he had a better
opportunity to look at him, noting the man’s full profile. He had short, dark
hair that complemented his pale complexion and the pixie-like, fragile bone
structure of his youthful face. Curtis sat down but didn’t open his Kindle.
Instead, he watched the waiter, whose face appeared sad and pale, as if he
didn’t see much sun, despite the sunny days of summer. Curtis sighed and
finally opened his Kindle to read. Immersed in the story, he forgot about his
surroundings and got caught up in the adventure. Since he had a thing for
wounded male heroes, he could already visualize the character, John, in the
Excuse me? Did you order the fried rice?” asked a quiet voice. 
Curtis looked up and found the waiter he’d been checking out earlier holding
his food. “Oh! Yes, that’s what I ordered.” Curtis felt bad for forgetting to
pick up his lunch. It was clear the guy was extremely busy. “Sorry, I forgot to
come to the counter.”
The man smiled reassuringly at Curtis before he dropped his gaze. “It’s fine.”
Then he walked away. 
For the first time, Curtis had been able to look directly into his eyes. He had
delicately exotic Asian features. His eyes are amazing, nearly black in color,
yet lack any sparkle. In fact, they looked haunted. He had a cute little nose
and his lips were full, almost pouty. Curtis continued to watch the man who was
much shorter compared to Curtis’s big frame. He felt suddenly protective toward
By the time Curtis finished his fried rice, his lunch break was nearly over. He
wiped his mouth with the tissue and stood up to leave, but couldn’t resist the
urge to look back at the man one last time.


Chapter One


A month had passed since Curtis first saw the waiter. He wasn’t sure whether he
should continue going to the café each day for lunch because he hadn’t found
the courage to approach the guy. He was worried people had begun to notice and
felt nervous that his behavior was stalkerish. He tried to appear as though he
went there for the good food only and not for the man himself. The waiter was
certainly cute, but more than that drew Curtis in. The sadness that overlaid
the sweetness caught his attention and held it. That was what kept him coming
back again and again. 
It made his heart heavy to think people might’ve noticed his behavior and think
he was creepy. Who wanted to be known as a creepy stalker-bear guy? 
He prayed he was being subtle and hoped he wasn’t receiving any speculative
looks from anyone. But he really had to make a decision soon—either strike up a
conversation with the guy, or stop coming for lunch and torturing himself. 
There he was, wiping a table for a couple of customers. He was wearing the same
style of clothes as before. The jeans he wore looked old and frayed, but they
hugged his cute little arse as he bent over, took a swipe at the table with a
damp rag, and collected the dishes. When he stood up, it was obvious the shirt
was as old as the jeans. It was thinned to nearly nothing from frequent
laundering. So transparent, it could have been made of gauze—it did nothing to
hide the guy’s ribs. 
Curtis didn’t even realize he stood stock-still, staring at the man until his
eyes caught the old man at the cashier’s desk glaring at him with a clenched
jaw. His deep frown made Curtis feel awkward to the point where he felt his
cheeks burning. He looked at his phone and checked for messages but still
furtively watched the waiter. He saw the expression he’d come to recognize as
sadness, but this time, there was more to it. He looked like a man who’d lost
all hope. He was also limping and dragged his feet at times. 
Is he injured? Why does he look like he’s in despair? Fuck. What’s happening in
his life? …..


About the Author:
Lily Adile, a Turkish writer, lived in the UK for many years before emigrating to
Australia. She visits her family in Turkey regularly and travels to other
countries, like Singapore, to visit other family members.
She is blessed with three grown up children and a furry child, Sir JJ Basil.
 We are so happy to have Lily with us today!

1) Describe your relationship with a good book.  Intensely emotional. I forget to sleep and do anything else.

2) When did you first start writing and what was the first thing that you wrote that you were proud of?

Last year and it was the scene where Joseph and Curtis first set their eyes on each other.

3) Please describe your work ethic as an author.

Write a story that comes from my heart to tell others. It needs to have a meaning and bring out the best in you. It needs to have real life like characters.

4) How do you balance your work as an author with the other aspects of your life?

I don’t always balance well. I am grateful for my husband who understands how I get carried away and takes it in his stride. There have been moments, I did not want to sleep or go out. It lessens my TV time as well. But I do my best to make sure my husband does not feel neglected because he is my anchor.

5) Why did you write this book?

This story has therapeutic qualities for me… It helped me to let go.

6) What experiences from your past do you find yourself drawing upon repeatedly for inspiration in your work?

The domestic violence part and feeling hopeless and then meeting someone who showed nothing but kindness.

7) What do you hope to accomplish in the next five years, both as an author and in your outside life?

I want to tell more stories to adults…the stories that they could read late at night in the bed to relax and smile about. I also dream of becoming a full-time writer with improved skills and better online editing software. Hahahaa

8) Since you are a storyteller, please tell one good lie about yourself.

Oh. People love to come to my home for dinners. My culinary skills bring out the kid in my friends. I asked them to just come along and see what delicious surprises are waiting for them. Would you believe, some of them even cancel their other arrangements so they could sit at my table ? Yeah. I slave myself in the kitchen to create that welcome to my home and let’s have fun while eating experience.


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There is an international tour wide giveaway. Prizes include
the following:


  • 2 Kindle copies of Stay with Me

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Renewing Bonds–Interview with Ruby MacIntyre

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Author:   Ruby MacIntyre
Published:  August
15th, 2015
Publisher:  Encompass
Genre:  M/M erotic
Content Warning:  Explicit
sexual content
Recommended Age:  18+
Two hearts
long separated find each other again.
Connor Locke has only given his heart away once, to a man
who left him alone with only a note as an explanation. He has tried to move on,
but no one compared to the one who left him brokenhearted and alone.
Harry grew up as a black sheep in his family, and when he
met Connor he thought he finally found a place to call home. The strong, yet
loving lawyer gave him things he never thought he’d find. But then he had to
leave, and that decision ended up ruining his life.
After years apart, the couple is finally reunited, but not
in a way either of them expects. A crime lord wants Harry badly, and he will do
anything to get him. Will Connor be able to keep Harry safe and salvage their
love, or will he lose Harry forever?
Excerpt from Renewing Bonds
by Ruby MacIntyre:
Harry was amazed when Connor brought him to his condo and
demanded he sleep in his bed. That wasn’t the surprising part, though—no, the
true shock came once they snuggled down under the covers in nothing but sweatpants.
Connor just held him close in his strong arms and fell asleep. No demanding, no
talking, no touching. Just sleep.
It was the most precious gift that Connor could give him. Harry couldn’t recall
the last time he had been in a man’s house, in his bed, and not be expected to
do something. So, once Connor’s breathing had evened out in sleep, it was the
easiest thing in the world for Harry to follow behind him. For the second night
in a row, Harry had a peaceful sleep with no nightmares and no one waking him,
demanding sex.
When the sun peeked in between the blinds and woke him up, Harry almost wanted
to cry. He longed for the easy escape that the dark nothingness of sleep
provided him. Being awake brought back all the evil and fears of the world, neither
of which he could escape. When something tightened around his chest, pulling
him against a hard body, Harry stiffened. Where was he? More importantly, who
was he with? Would he demand to be serviced or just let him go in peace?
“Shh, baby. It’s just me.”
Harry choked on a sob at the familiar, comforting voice. He had forgotten he
was at Connor’s house. He was safe there.
“Aw, baby, don’t cry. It’s okay. . . shh, you’re okay.” Connor turned him, so
they faced each other, and pulled him close again.
Harry buried his face in Connor’s chest, letting the hot tears of relief flow.
He moaned when strong fingers sank into his long hair and pressed himself into
the contact. Out of the hundreds of men who had touched him in the past few
years, only Connor brought him any measure of peace. His body only craved
Connor’s touch.
He wanted to beg for the man to take him, to own his body in such a way that he
would forget about the others, the faceless johns who had touched him when
Connor should have been the only one. But he couldn’t. He wouldn’t find out
until later that day if he was clean, and even if he ended up being pristine,
that didn’t take away from the blackness covering his soul. He had been
dirtied. Each nameless trick had left their blackened mark on him. How could
Connor want him anymore when he was used and filthy?
Connor held him the entire time he cried without saying a word. He provided
comforting noises and ran his hands up and down Harry’s back. When Harry’s
tears dried up, and his hitched breathing finally returned to normal, he pulled
back enough to look up at the man who held him and gave a shaky smile.
“I’m sorry about that.”
“Don’t be.” Connor shook his head, refusing to accept his apology. “You can
always open up with me, baby. Even if that means bawling your eyes out on my



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Ruby MacIntyre was born and raised in Kansas and has always been an avid reader.
It’s beyond a mere hobby or escape from reality; it’s her passion. Because of
her love for reading, writing her own stories—giving voices and happy endings
to the people that live in her head—was only natural. She may be relatively new
to the gay romance genre, but once Ruby found it, she never looked back. Now it’s all she reads (the hotter the better!), and she is quite content with the
sexy men that dwell in her head, clamoring for her attention. When Ruby’s not
reading, she’s writing, and vice-versa. Books have always been her life and
likely always will be.
In the rare occasions Ruby isn’t working, reading, or writing, she loves to play
or cuddle with her dog and cat, watch a movie, or hang with family. She loves
books (duh), pretty notebooks, snowflakes, and the color yellow.
We are pleased to have Ruby join us today!

1) Describe your relationship with a good book.
It’s not a healthy relationship. I don’t want to eat, sleep, work, or keep up with any of my responsibilities. It becomes my obsession. I need to read and read and read, maybe read some parts over again, and read some more until I’ve consumed it and lived it and breathed it and sleeped it.

2) When did you first start writing and what was the first thing that you wrote that you were proud of?
I’ve been writing forever, it seems. Nothing really stuck until I penned an epic fantasy novel that was a whopping 100,000 words long. It took me a year or so to write, and I remember being filled with so much pride when I printed it off and held it in my hand. I felt that same pride having my first MM novel accepted at a publisher. I love every work I create as a child. I put a piece of myself into each one.

3) Please describe your work ethic as an author.
That has changed the more I’ve written. When I first started, every free second I had, I was writing. Now…not so much. I have work, and a fur baby, and family and obligations and fun time too. But I try to set aside time each week to sit down and write.

4) How do you balance your work as an author with the other aspects of your life?
It’s difficult, because sometimes I feel like life overtakes my personal time. But I try. I’ve been dealing with some personal issues these past few months that leaves me so little time to write, but I fight for it. And that’s what makes my writing so special to me. All my emotions build up, and the story builds up, and by the time I can sit down to write it out, it flows almost faster than what I can keep up with.

5) Why did you write this book?
Connor’s story needed to be written. I knew his pain, and I knew his heartache, but I didn’t really know why until the end of Forging Bonds. That’s when Harry made himself known to me. And that’s all it took. Everything flowed from there – Pinstripe, Beverly, Jones, Connor, and Harry… It hardly needed work, because it all flew from my fingers. The hard part was the deep emotional aspect of this story. Delving into Harry’s psyche was like wading through mud. He was so, so hard to write and I found myself hating my writing, thinking it was crap, thinking that I would have to redo the entire thing. And then I would read through what I had just written and wonder how in the heck I managed to create such beautiful emotion. But I think that’s just how Harry is, inside and out. He’s been hurt and lived through hell, and he’s wounded, but his heart remained pure. He’s one of my favorite people.

6) What experiences from your past do you find yourself drawing upon repeatedly for inspiration in your work?
I didn’t consciously do anything like that. The realm of sex slavery, lawyers/law, and fighting crime is really not anything I have experience with. But it was important to write the story as I saw it. One of the things I love about my writing is that I don’t need to draw from my life experiences to write stories. They can be different, and they are. My life is so boring, so trust me, it wouldn’t make a good story.

7) What do you hope to accomplish in the next five years, both as an author and in your outside life?
I want to write stories that touch people. I want to reach a wider audience, and I want to be a name that makes people smile when they think of me. I love to read and I love to write. And I want to meet people who appreciate what I like to read and who I can connect with, even if they don’t read my stories. I love the connections I’ve made as an author, and I just want to experience more of that.

8) Since you are a storyteller, please tell one good lie about yourself.
I’m not good at this game. I’d want it to be epic, but it wouldn’t be. I’m no good under pressure.

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    Renewing Bonds ebook (INT)
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