DP Denman is graciously visiting my blog again, but this time she’s bringing along her latest release, Dancer’s Heart!

Please join me in welcoming her and feel free to leave a comment or two. 🙂

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It’s great to be here, Jennifer. Thanks for having me on your site!

When and why did you begin writing?

I think my reason for writing is the same as most authors. I write because I’m a writer. *shrug* Some people naturally express themselves through art, some through song, some through dance. I tell stories. Whether short stories or screenplays, I’ve been crafting tales since I was a kid.

What do you find is the hardest thing about being an author?

Promotion! Before I started publishing, I had no idea how much time it took to build and maintain an author platform.

Who is your favorite author and what is it that really strikes you about their work?

There are so many great authors out there it’s difficult to pick a single favorite but the ones I love the most all have one thing in common: they do more than just tell a story. Stephen King writes with enough tension to keep you turning all 900 pages! Tess Gerritsen and Tami Hoag prove women can write suspense as well as men. Daniel Silva creates characters that I think about months after I finish a book. James R. Tuck demonstrates that there are more creatures in the Lycanthrope world than just wolves.

How did you come up with the title Dancer’s Heart?

I’m usually good with titles but this one took me forever. I finished the book, thought over the story and came up with a total blank. Melted down to the basics, it’s two men competing for the heart of a guy who dances for a living so Dancer’s Heart seemed to fit.

If you were to give your book a Heat Rating, (lowest) 1—simmering, 2—sizzling, 3—on fire, or 4—blazing (highest), which would it be and why?

Dancer’s Heart is a solid 4 – blazing! It’s also a very emotional, suspenseful story.

What’s next for you?

Book 1 of my new m/m series, Saving Liam, comes out next month and I’m really excited!

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Not just another breakup story!

Simon Leander is living a lie. He hides the truth from his partner in a relationship he’s determined to tolerate…jealousy, rants and all. Michael was supposed to be the love of his life and he’s not ready to let go of that dream even though the romantic has turned tyrant.

When Drew appears, Simon’s determination begins to waver. Drew is everything Michael used to be but isn’t anymore. Drew also knows his secret. When the truth he works so hard to hide bursts from the shadows he must decide whether he can trust Drew and if love deserves a second chance.


Simon wandered into the living room wearing boxers and a t-shirt to find Michael already on the couch. His heart beat faster at the smile that greeted him.

“Come here, baby,” Michael held out his hand and he padded to him, sank into him, settled against him.

He loved that feeling, surrounded by arms strong enough to pick him up and carry him across the room. He knew they could because Michael did it often enough. Lips traveled from his mouth to slop kisses down his neck, a body that outweighed him by at least fifty pounds of muscle pressing him into the couch, settling between his legs.

“I love you,” Michael mumbled against his skin, words he’d never been afraid to say.

It’s what set him apart from the men in his past. Love had never mattered to anyone he’d been involved with before because temporary flings didn’t need it. All they needed was a body and a bed, sometimes not even that.

Simon nodded wrapping arms around Michael’s neck a little dazed and a little breathless. “I love you, too,” and he did even if he was a pain in the ass sometimes.

Michael was hovering over him braced by arms that felt like iron when he ran fingers across them, leaning close to kiss him when the doorbell rang.

“Dinner,” Michael offered a playful grin and climbed off the couch.

He grinned back. He’d fallen in love with that man a long time ago, the overgrown boy who bounded across the room to open the door as he settled into a less provocative pose on the couch. Michael could be a grown up when he had to be but wasn’t committed to the role and he enjoyed the spontaneity and playfulness that went with the overgrown kid in him. However, there was nothing boyish in the look on his face when Michael sent the delivery guy on his way and closed the door. His grin slid to a smile at the raw need in Michael’s eyes.

“Should I get the plates?” he asked, still tucked in a corner of the couch.

“No. I want you right where you were,” Michael set the bags on the coffee table and moved toward him with the slow, flowing motion of a predator stalking something.

Michael crawled onto the couch and hovered inches away. He wedged an arm behind Simon’s lower back and tugged him back down onto the cushions. Michael pressed brief kisses to his lips before sinking into him and he closed his eyes sliding hands along Michael’s ribs and gripping bits of his shirt in his fists.

Michael had a mouth made for kissing and a body made for sex. The tenderness in his touch as he slid a hand into Simon’s hair, caressing his cheek with a thumb only added to his allure. Sexy and sweet, he was the complete package. Speaking of packages… Simon slid a hand between them and cupped him through his jeans inspiring a groan. Michael broke the kiss to slop them down his neck dragging first tongue and then teeth across his pulse point.

“Do you have any idea how much I want you right now?” Michael breathed.

He knew exactly how much he wanted him. He was holding the proof in his hand but he asked the question anyway. “How much?”

Michael’s head came up with an evil smirk, the kind that could inspire an almost painful burst of anticipation. “Come on. I’ll show you,” he climbed off the couch and tugged him up from the cushions.

Michael kissed him again and he wrapped arms back around his neck. Hands slid down his body to his ass and Michael scooped him up off the floor, guiding his legs around his waist. They wandered to the bedroom wrapped around each other leaving the Thai food to cool on the coffee table.

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Author bio

DP Denman writes character-driven m/m romance about survivors. Her stories are real and intense but always resolve in the type of ending that makes readers want to start the book all over again. She is from the Pacific Northwest and bases all of her stories in Vancouver, British Columbia, a city that is dear to her heart.

In her spare time she is a dedicated gay rights activist fighting for those who have been marginalized and abused. To that end, 25% of the royalties from every book go to support LGBT charities.

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