Unspeakable Secrets with Sinclair A. Macabre

Well look they have to be a little bit speakable otherwise how did they write an entire book about it? Yes hello I am a smart-arse, thanks for noticing.

For real though, this book is in that sweet spot of grumpy v sunshine if sunshine was a red-headed fae you should never have had a relationship with in the first place NEVER MIND get a second chance with that will be immediately endangered by the entire rest of the plot. In terms of microtrope, this is top tier. But don’t just take my word for it…

The Skeletons in our Closet

For as long as he can recall, Daedalus Macabre has been bound to one rule above all else: Don’t Step Out of Line.
He’s always followed it to the letter—his days spent training in elegant forms of fighting, his nights spent studying in his library, and the breaths between spent lost in the worn keys of his piano. He keeps his head down, and he does what he’s told.
But when Daedalus moves to Nemoure and meets Cain Sidrelle, his meticulously crafted control and rigorous adherence to the rules seem to disappear overnight. Without realizing it, his entire world narrows down to a pretty rich boy with hair like hellfire. A hellfire that threatens to consume him with every passing smile and shared glance.
Still, his mother’s expectations are a heavy burden, and her anger only grows with his continued distraction and blatant disregard for her rules. The longer Daedalus allows himself his dalliance with Cain, the more dire the consequences become. Until one day those consequences arrive, and Daedalus is faced with a punishment he cannot run away from.
Separated by forces outside their control, Daedalus and Cain must overcome years of distance and longing when fate deems to grant them a second chance. But as others start to find themselves in Daedalus’ way, Cain begins to question whether this is the man he once knew, and if there can be any hope for the two of them in the end.


From the author’s bio:

Sinclair A. Macabre is a non-binary poet and author from little ol’ New England. Their work typically explores sexuality, gender, trauma, and the darker side of romance. When they aren’t writing or reading, they’re talking to their friends, or hanging out with their cat and fiancée.

Find Sinclair here: https://sinclairamacabre.carrd.co/

Read The Skeletons in our Closet here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FL9Z6983

Rewriting the rules of magic with Benjamin Twigg

Sometimes you’re the Chosen One, and sometimes you’re the Chosen One’s dad…

You know me, I love any twist on a genre standard (like Magical Teen) so I’m glad to see books like this. More middle aged protagonists, please!

DAD MAGIC

Welcome to Spellford
A city where enchanted coffee shops serve lattes with a side of prophecy, and fried chicken is delivered to your door in mere seconds. Here, Brent Abernathy, an ordinary dad with a not-so-ordinary past, is about to have his world flipped upside down. His teenage daughter. Victoria. Is not just any teen: she is the key to an unimaginable power. And sinister forces have taken notice.
Armed with nothing but his wits, some dad jokes, and the help of his half-orc best friend. Paxton Grimtusk. A loveable geek with a heart of gold. Brent sets out on a spellbinding adventure.
As secrets unravel and betrayals sting like cursed nettles Brent finds himself tangled in an age-old conspiracy that threatens the balance of magic itself. To save Victoria, he will need more than just a dad bod and fire spells. He’ll have to face down ancient forces and do the impossible: rewrite the rules of magic.


Benjamin Twigg is a fantasy writer from Australia. As a queer author, Ben strives to write stories that have authentic representation, queer joy and a sense of wonder.
As a child, Ben dreamed of being a fantasy author and dived into those books, devouring the stories and world they created. As an adult, his love for fantasy world-building continued with role-playing video games, and he has racked up hundreds of hours of gameplay, immersing himself in character stories with amazing arcs.