Scorpio Hates Virgo Blog Tour

Title and cover:
Scorpio Hates Virgo

Series (name + # in series):
Signs of Love #2

Publisher:
Anyta Sunday (self published)

Release Date (Print & Ebook):
September 1st, 2017

Length: 245 pages

Subgenre:
Contemporary M/M gay romance, friends-to-lovers

The title includes: sarcasm, sexual content, and a slightly sappy HEA

All buy links:
http://www.anytasunday.com/#scorpio-hates-virgo

Book blurb:

This year is all about healing the heart, Scorpio. It’s time to leave negative attitudes and stoic facades at the door and let others see the real, more vulnerable you.

Percy Freedman is not grieving. Absolutely not, take that back at once. No, he’s entirely sure that selling his dead aunt’s home and leaving the neighbors he’s known for years is the sane thing to do. Who in their right mind would keep the house that smells like all the hugs he’ll never have again?

Nobody, that’s who.

Well, except his cul-de-sac neighbors. They all seem to think some paint and new furniture will clean the emotional slate. They all want him to stay.

Even his old nemesis, Callaghan Glover.

Especially his old nemesis, Callaghan Glover.

Lured into a game of Sherlock Gnomes, Percy finds himself hanging out with his neighbors more than might be considered healthy. Along with juggling new and surprising verbal grenades from Cal, and his burgeoning friendship with Gnomber9, Percy is starting to wonder if selling might have been the grief talking after all . . .

That’s right, Scorpio. With a little patience, heartbreak might be a thing of the past . . .

“Scorpio Hates Virgo” contains sarcasm, sexual content, a slightly sappy HEA, and an unhealthy obsession with dinosaurs.
It can be read as a standalone.

Themes: Light-hearted, friends-to-lovers, slow burn
Genre: New Adult, light-hearted contemporary gay romance

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Excerpt #1:

percalinary
noun / per . cal . i . nary

Definition of PERCALINARY
: a reference containing words and their definitions and usage according to Percy Freedman and Callaghan Glover
: a reference explaining the implied meanings of words as used by Percy Freedman and Callaghan Glover

Example of PERCALINARY in a sentence
My first time watching Percy and Cal interact required frequent recourse to a percalinary to understand what the hell type of flirting these two were up to.
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Excerpt #2:

Cal rocked up to his Jeep all business-casual, in form-fitting jeans, polished leather shoes and matching brown satchel, and a dark jacket that covered a beige T-shirt.
“You got a meeting or something?” Percy asked, slipping his sunglasses on.
Cal opened the passenger door and looked at him over the roof. “No.”
Sunlight did very striking things to Cal’s hair. Made it look positively copper. Not as red as his cheeks were getting, though.
A cheerful cry startled Percy and he ripped his gaze away from Cal. Crystal was waving at them from her opened kitchen window.
“Good morning,” she called.
After another restless night, he could hardly call it good, but . . . “Morning.”
She leaned further out the window, her dressing gown gaping a little too much down the front. “Are you out for the day?”
“A couple of hours. Taking Callaghan here to work, then nipping past the Home Depot.” To get the home ready to market, he needed to spruce up the place. Paint the living room and bathroom, put in a new vanity, replace the door handles of the kitchen cupboards, change the faucets and showerhead and put in a new toilet seat.
“You at the Home Depot?” Cal murmured. “Sure you’d even know what to buy?”
Percy gestured for him to get in the car. “High time I get you to work.”
As he slipped into the driver’s seat, Crystal called out after them. “Good to see water and earth spending time together!”
Over his sunglasses that had slipped down his nose, Percy looked at Cal. “See, this is why we’ll always be nemeses.”
Cal hitched his brow, and Percy turned the ignition and peeled out from the curb.
“Together we’re mud.”
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Excerpt #3:

The image of Cal in his shower stuck in his head like a nasty thorn, following him back to his place an hour later. It took a concentrated effort and a ton of porn to knock it from behind his retinas.
It really didn’t help when, on the edge of coming a second time, he realized he was sliding the soles of his feet over the sheets Cal had given him.
It knocked the generic porn-dude out of his head and he found himself imagining Cal’s form through lightly fogged glass.
Cal stroked himself, his thick cock sliding through a slickened hand. He choked on a groan, his head rolling back. His eyes widened when he glimpsed Percy on the other side of the door watching but his hand didn’t stop. He stroked faster. His voice was mellow and dripped of sarcasm. Sarcasm and curiosity. “Perseus.”
“Callaghan.” Percy entered the shower, straining and naked. He walked through the mist spraying off Cal’s gently coiled muscles and pushed him against the wall. “You’re not meant to star in my sex-fantasies.”
Cal set those measuring eyes on his, bottom lip parting, the slick sound of his working hand growing louder. On every upward stroke, his hand grazed Percy’s stomach. “Sex in the shower is one of your fantasies? How highly imaginative of you.”
“Since your favorite weapon is your mouth, I think that’s what you should use.”
“To what?”
“Ruin me for any other man.”
Cal dropped to his knees, looking up smugly. “Like my mouth doesn’t do that already.”
Percy’s toes curled and pinched the sheets, and his cock unloaded hot and heavy, the orgasm wringing through every damn inch of his body.
Well. Wasn’t this peachy?
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Excerpt #4:

They arrived at Peter Molton’s—a forty-five minute drive from Aunt Abby’s. The small house was crammed between two less-maintained town houses. Already, Percy wasn’t sure about the place.
“This is housing at its best,” Cal said. He’d spent the entire drive fluctuating from quietly happy to frustrated. The further they drove, the more pinched his expression. “Let’s go.”
Percy clicked his belt open, holding back a laugh at the blatant scowl Cal sent him.
“I meant let’s go back home.”
“I know,” Percy said. “Now, come on.”
A pokey front garden gave way to a creaky porch. “This place isn’t right for you,” Cal said, brushing off a bug that had landed on his gentle-blue T-shirt. Another new one, Percy couldn’t help but notice.
A fat grin pushed at Percy’s lips as he knocked on the door after trying the defunct bell.
Curly-haired Peter cracked open the door, flustered. Shifty-eyed. “Um, just a moment.”
He shut the door and yelled to someone.
“Great first impression,” Cal muttered at his ear, and a shiver scuttled down Percy’s spine.
The door swung open and Peter beckoned them in with hurried sweeps of his hand. He slammed the door shut behind them.
“This way,” Peter said, leading them into the depths of the dark, rusty-smelling house.
Cal bumped the back of his hand against Percy’s, knuckles skating at the ticklish skin below the bone at his wrist. “If we get murdered, it’s your fault.”
“If we’re murdered, I’ll take the blame.” Maybe he was already wishing they’d not come inside, but the urge to tease Cal had overwhelmed him. Also, he was fascinated just how bad the place was. Certainly looked different online.
Peter stopped in a heavily draped living room with a low-lit chandelier. “Paperwork is out back, but the grand tour starts here—”
A woman cursed from somewhere out back. Something about “that damn escape-artist”.
“Stay right there,” Peter said tightly. “One of my pets needs locking up.”
Peter hoofed off and Cal folded his arms, clearly unimpressed, feet shuffling toward the exit. “If he comes back and tries to make us another of his ‘pets’…”
Percy snorted. “What a wildly dark imagination you have. I like it.”
“Dark imagination? It’s called self-preservation.” Cal reluctantly moved to the windows and lifted the drapes. To check for bars on the windows, perhaps.
None, thank fuck.
The thick material shifted, blocking out the natural light once more. Cal pivoted but didn’t turn around all the way, his fingers still pinching the edge of the drapes. “Why did you invite me along today?” he asked quietly, lifting his head and looking over at him.
Percy rubbed the back of his hand where Cal’s earlier touch still lingered and stared at the sunken cushions of the leather couch. “Human shield?”
A large yellow snake slithering over the back of the couch cut off Percy’s nervous laugh. Cal saw it at the same time, because he lurched protectively in front of him, arm outstretched, pushing against his chest.
“Clearly, you need one.”
They both stumbled back a few steps, eyes not leaving the reptile.
“So, maybe not quite the place I had in mind?” Percy managed with a shiver.
Cal reached for Percy’s hand and, without hesitating, squeezed his fingers as he tugged him in front of him. Then, one warm hand planted on his shoulder, the other just left of the small of his back, he propelled Percy toward the front door.
“I draw the line at snakes, Perseus.”
“Is this a bad time to crack a joke, Callaghan?”
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Author Bio:

Slow burn romance that quickens the heart.

Anyta is a big, BIG fan of slow-burn romances. She loves to read and write stories with characters who slowly fall in love.

Some of her favorite tropes to read and write are: Enemies to Lovers, Friends to Lovers, Clueless Guys, Bisexual, Pansexual, Demisexual, Oblivious MCs, Everyone (Else) Can See It, Slow Burn, Love Has No Boundaries.

Anyta writes a variety of stories, Contemporary MM Romances with a good dollop of angst, Contemporary lighthearted MM Romances, and even a splash of fantasy. Her books have been translated into German, Italian and French.

Member of Romance Writers of America.

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