Battling evil is a huge time suck when all you want to do is romance a couple of cute cinnamon rolls...
Most people consider mediums to be con artists. Heck, even my grandfather was pretty embarrassed when he had to admit my abilities were real—after he passed away of course.
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So it’s a nice—very nice—change when I meet Shane and Ellis, who not only believe I can see ghosts, they have interesting abilities of their own. Bonus, they know how to help the dryad I rescued from an evil billionaire. It doesn’t hurt that they’re both sweethearts and easy on the eyes. Did I mention I’m polyamorous?
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But I’ve barely had a chance to hint at how good the three of us could be together before our world gets turned upside-down. My non-magical best friend is all up in our magical business, I find out some guy has messed with my memories, we’re attacked by fanged fog creatures, Ellis gets kidnapped, and the three of us have to bond permanently right now or lose one of us forever.
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We only met a few days ago, and no one would blame me if I ran.
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But I’m staying right where I am.
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Medium is a medium-angst contemporary paranormal MMM romance with ghosts, magic, suspense, humor, friends-to-lovers, day job issues, found family, Ms. Jackson, and Yo-Yos. HEA guaranteed!
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The author recommends reading Seer before reading Medium for maximum enjoyment.
Paranormal creatures are dying. A psychic computer geek and a mysterious pet resort owner join forces to track down the supernatural murderer.
Killer attraction has never felt so dangerous.
I’ve had visions since I was 13 years old. Minor stuff on the whole, usually nothing to get excited about. Which is for the best, since the police think I’m a crackpot, and the people I try to help call me a freak. Don’t get me started on my mother and the priest she brought home to do an exorcism. She’s not even Catholic.
Maybe things would be different if I weren’t also an introverted, wardrobe-challenged, heavyset computer nerd with sarcasm issues. If I were slim, pretty, and charismatic, I’d probably have my own psychic TV show and online fan club.
So you’ll understand why I’m suspicious when it suddenly starts raining hot men in my life. Hot men who just want to hold my hand. Yeah, no. I didn’t fall for stunts like that in high school, and I’m not falling for them now.
And my visions have changed. People—not completely human people—are dying. I can’t see enough details to save them, but I have to try. My quest leads me to Greg, the one hottie to rule them all. Who definitely does not want to hold my hand. I mean, thank goodness, right? I don’t need to be distracted from what matters—stopping the killer.
Yep, no time to think about how Greg might have a warm and caring heart under his uptight and insufferable façade. Absolutely no time to worry about how we accidentally got magic-married—and how I wouldn’t mind consummating our union.
Nope, my vision says the killer’s ready to strike again, but Greg and I still don’t know who or what they are, and we don’t know how to fight them.
With a ticking clock and lives on the line—including ours—we better figure it out fast.
Seer is an MM grumpy/grumpier paranormal romance with psychics, supernatural creatures of all kinds, fated mates, found family, Klingon weapons, D&D references, and humor. HEA guaranteed!
One retired hitman, one actor just out of rehab, and a Santa sack full of complications...
Even though I don’t need to pose as a third-grade teacher anymore, I stuck around to keep Seth, one of my students, and his brother Robin from being abused by their slimy stepfather. It’s their lucky Christmas Eve when I find out Robin accidentally killed the jerk while protecting Seth, because who better to help them dispose of the body than a retired hitman-slash-operative?
But Santa also delivers the boys’ uncle, famous actor and tabloid headliner Lucas McCord. I’m trying to decide if I can trust him with the boys’ well-being—and possibly my cold, withered heart—when an ill-timed photo has the press announcing I’m Lucas’ boyfriend and the key to fixing his reputation.
The skills I honed in my former life are strangely useful navigating the perils of Hollywood, but when I come face-to-face with an enemy from my past, I’ll use every weapon in my arsenal to keep Lucas and the kids safe.
We Don’t Need Another Santa is a low-angst, humorous holiday romance featuring a retired hitman, an actor trying to turn his life around, two kids in need, stray dogs, an inconvenient body, barbecued brisket, and beaver onesies.
We Don’t Need Another Santa is a novella continuing the hitman’s story from What’s Santa Got to Do with It but can be read as a standalone.
One retired hitman, one actor just out of rehab, and a Santa sack full of complications...
Even though I don’t need to pose as a third-grade teacher anymore, I stuck around to keep Seth, one of my students, and his brother Robin from being abused by their slimy stepfather. It’s their lucky Christmas Eve when I find out Robin accidentally killed the jerk while protecting Seth, because who better to help them dispose of the body than a retired hitman-slash-operative?
But Santa also delivers the boys’ uncle, famous actor and tabloid headliner Lucas McCord. I’m trying to decide if I can trust him with the boys’ well-being—and possibly my cold, withered heart—when an ill-timed photo has the press announcing I’m Lucas’ boyfriend and the key to fixing his reputation.
The skills I honed in my former life are strangely useful navigating the perils of Hollywood, but when I come face-to-face with an enemy from my past, I’ll use every weapon in my arsenal to keep Lucas and the kids safe.
We Don’t Need Another Santa is a low-angst, humorous holiday romance featuring a retired hitman, an actor trying to turn his life around, two kids in need, stray dogs, an inconvenient body, barbecued brisket, and beaver onesies.
We Don’t Need Another Santa is a novella continuing the hitman’s story from What’s Santa Got to Do with It but can be read as a standalone.
A late-awakened bi guy and his secret crush try to play Santa for some kids. But there’s a hitman blocking the chimney...
Have you ever been locked out of your apartment shirtless, holding a wet rabbit and getting served with legal papers right when your super-hot neighbor walks by?
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Maybe it’s just me.
After Baz stops to help, I finally have a chance to show him there’s more to me than the loud parties and one-night stands he’s witnessed over the years. And I find out he’s more than just an aloof work-from-home accountant. Who would’ve guessed we both love superheroes and have big hangups about Christmas?
When Baz finds a bunch of letters to Santa in the recycle bin, helping those kids’ holiday wishes come true is the perfect way for us to spend time together.
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But we didn’t expect to get yelled at by the kids’ neighbors. (Okay, maybe the binoculars were a bad idea.) And we didn’t expect my estranged brothers to show up and take over Baz’s apartment. (Okay, but as a side effect, he’s staying at my place...)
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And we never expected to interrupt a hitman in the middle of a job.
What’s Santa Got to Do with It? is a semi-low-angst, humorous holiday romance featuring a bi-awakening, a chonky rabbit, learning work-life balance, forced proximity, avoiding THAT Christmas song, reconciling with (some) family, interfering friends, and a hitman with a heart of gold.
Well, this puts the "ex" in "explosive"...
Felix
What would happen if everyone you’d ever dated got together and plotted against you?
For me, it’s glitter bombs. Lots and lots of glitter bombs.
Okay, maybe I deserved the first one or two. Or three. But when things become less glitter and more grenade, I’m forced into hiding with the smokin’ hot older client I just had a sizzling one-night stand with.
Malcolm’s gruff exterior hides a marshmallow center (who else would hire a pet massage therapist for their elderly cat?) — but until the bomber is behind bars, neither of us are safe.
And no one would risk their life for a disaster like me...right?
Malcolm
I wasn’t under any illusions the night I ended up in Felix’s bed. He’s just my type — smart, funny, and adorable with just the right amount of meat on his bones.
But a guy like that deserves more than a grouchy forty-something ex-FBI agent with a broken body and a screwed-up brain. So, I knew we were only ever in this for one night.
Except now with his dating history blowing up in his face, Felix is turning to me for help.
And I’m pretty sure my feelings can’t be defused.
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Head Over Feels is a low-angst MM contemporary romance. Come for the grumpy/sunshine, forced proximity (but there are two beds, sorry), hurt/comfort, and found family. Stay for the bombs (glitter and real), the 1985 Buick Riviera convertible, dreams coming true, atoning for past mistakes, game nights, a dead body, and an online date gone very, very, wrong. HEA guaranteed!
This hot cop is about to collar his man...
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FOSTER
It’s not quite protocol to start flirting right after you’ve flashed your badge at a guy. But I can’t resist Craig, the pet resort owner I’ve come to interview. I mean, look at him in his wet jeans and…is that dog hair all over his chest?
I’m dying to ask him out, but first I have to do a favor for my great aunt—okay, she bribed me—and go on a blind date with the grandson of her frenemy.
But guess who shows up to rescue me with an outrageous cover story and a rhinestone dog collar?
CRAIG
My last excuse for a relationship ended badly. Like, I-needed-two-years-of-therapy badly. But I can’t stop thinking about the hot cop who told me to call him if I had any questions.
Trust me, he meant those italics.
When I see an opportunity to save Foster in his hour of need, I decide to go hard or go home. And it pays off — big time.
But even if I’m ready to risk dating again, is Foster ready for the reputation my little stunt has given him? And when our lives (and bodies) start to get tangled, are either of us ready to let our hearts get involved?
One thing I know is neither of us are ready for the guy with a gun in my house...
Heart Me Up is a low-angst MM romance filled with meddling friends, hurt/comfort, game nights, one very uncomfortable couch, and the creative use of dog accessories...
This story takes place before the events in the rest of the Bent Oak, Texas series and can be read as a standalone.
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A retired movie star, his “bodyguard”, and a wildlife photographer bond over some beavers. No, the furry kind. Wait....
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Weddings should be life-changing for the bride and groom, but not for the photographer. A deadly accident at the last one I worked left me scarred physically and mentally. At least the insurance payout means I can live as I please.
These days that means taking photos of wild animals instead of wild bridezillas. But photographing some cute beavers leads me to a nearby ranch—and the wrong end of a shotgun. Turns out the place belongs to Cole Washburn, newly retired A-list action movie star, and he doesn’t want anyone finding out how close he is to his former bodyguard.
Not that I’d ever out anyone, but they don’t know that. Trusting a stranger is hard under the best of circumstances.
Speaking of hard, that’s exactly what things start to get as soon as I have a chance to explain myself. Hard to open up to them, hard to walk away—and very hard to ignore what my body and heart are telling me.
After one very naked weekend, I’m all in. But Cole and Jason have each other. Can I trust them when they say there’s room for me, a guy with a bad back, a messed-up brain, and not much else to recommend him?
Before I can find out for sure, a shooter tries to take Cole down—but I’m the one who lands in the hospital.
Cole and Jason are on the run, leaving me behind. Reuniting us will take a cross-country flight, a road trip with an angsty cat, and a hare-brained plan, but together we can catch the person who shot me.
Or die trying.
Holding On to a Hero is a super steamy, three-person POV, suspenseful MMM thriller/romance, infused with humor, heart...and a thrilling ending you’ll never see coming!
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About Bix
When Bix Barrow got an idea for her first book, it ended up turning into her second — and thus the first two stories in the Bent Oak, Texas series emerged. An aspiring author for most of her life, it took a foray into the MM romance genre to spark the steamy scenes and blazing banter Bix now weaves into her novels. Accompanying her on her writing exploits are her two dogs and multitude of cats (seven at last count). An avid traveler, Bix has started to view her expeditions as interviews for her future home. Born and raised in Texas, she is eager to move somewhere with fewer politicians, hurricanes and flooding. Connect with Bix at bixbarrow@gmail.com
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A bubbly audio narrator finally meets his crochet-influencer crush. If only he’d used his real voice...
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Talk about a tangled web. Look, it wasn’t my fault – I wasn’t expecting to run into Mitchell.
Okay, I was totally hoping to run into Mitchell, I just wasn’t prepared for it.
He was sooo gorgeous, and he was right there in front of me. And while I’m great behind a mic, in real life, well, my brain got all spun up and I spoke in my character’s voice. My character’s high-pitched, squeaky voice. And when Mitchell asked for my name, I kind of told him the character’s name instead....
[face palm of the century]
I’m shocked Mitchell wants to date me, squeaky voice and all. I have to tell him the truth before things get even knottier.
You think that’d be simple, but every time I try to tell him who I really am, my plan unravels. And the more I get to know the sweet man behind the videos, the more I’m hooked.
But what if I tell Mitchell and he thinks I’m just spinning yarns?
Voices Harry is a low-angst comedy of errors featuring a secret identity, a fanboying cat, meddling friends, inappropriate crochet projects, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.