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The Art of Breathing (Bear, Otter, and the Kid #3)



Tyson Thompson graduated high school at sixteen and left the town of Seafare, Oregon, bound for what he assumed would be bigger and better things. He soon found out the real world has teeth, and he returns to the coast with four years of failure, addiction, and a diagnosis of panic disorder trailing behind him. His brother, Bear, and his brother’s husband, Otter, believe coming home is exactly what Tyson needs to find himself again. Surrounded by family in the Green Monstrosity, Tyson attempts to put the pieces of his broken life back together.

But shortly after he arrives home, Tyson comes face to face with inevitability in the form of his childhood friend and first love, Dominic Miller, who he hasn’t seen since the day he left Seafare. As their paths cross, old wounds reopen, new secrets are revealed, and Tyson discovers there is more to his own story than he was told all those years ago.

In a sea of familiar faces, new friends, and the memories of a mother’s devastating choice, Tyson will learn that in order to have any hope for a future, he must fight the ghosts of his past.


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Mare's Review



I’m so in love. With TJ Klune. Don’t tell my husband. Its unfair to him to know that he has competition for my heart. Not that my love will ever be requited. I know that. And I am totally ok with that. I have a case of awe-inspiring hero worship.

Typical heroes carry shit. Like swords, and light-spears, they have bat mobiles and spider webs, A gold lasso. A cape.

My heroes always carry words. ALWAYS.

That’s the thing about words. Once they are written they can never be taken away. And if those words can touch the core of you, they will stay with you forever more.

Forever more, forever more, forever more is TJ Klune to me.

Mr Klune, don’t ever stop doing what you do,


Cause I’m just a Canadian girl, not French Canadian mind you, who’s son had inspirations to be a zamboni driver when he was 3.( do you know how much I laughed at that)  I sit in a cubicle. I however am not in a loveless marriage and sex is not just a full moon thing, And as I sat at work, in my cubicle at quarter end (busy busy time for me) I didn’t care who saw me reading and laughing and crying. Because all those people are soulless sales reps that would never understand all of my feelings in that 8 hour time frame. They didn’t get to enjoy Tyson and Bear and Otter and Dom and Ben and and…. I smiled, a little maliciously, cause that piece of heaven that was given to us by you, Mr Klune, was only MY piece of heaven in that time frame.

This book made me laugh so hard I thought I was going to burst something.

Thank you for all my good laughs, and tears at the hand of your words.

Cause the tears were aplenty. Aplenty I tell you.

And it was worth EVERY.SINGLE.TEAR

That feeling of your heart near but bursting, that immense feeling of happiness to sadness, the high’s and the low’s, the love, the hurt, the loss, the pain. The everything. The every Breath. 

All of it, the past 24 hours were so worth it.

It was inevitable.

BOATK is journey that I as a reader will never ever forget, This book is so memorable, endearing, heart warming. Its like wrapping yourself in your favourite blanket and sitting outside with a cup of coffee on a fall morning; The sound of your kids having a conversation with each other; Your husband telling you you look pretty. Its the little things that all add up to 1 whole big spectrum of amazing, astounding, unforgettable…. I can’t think of any more adjectives.

As I neared the end,I didn’t want it to END. I tried to savour this book like 1 might savour a good wine. But like the glutton that I am, I just couldn’t stop and that’s fine, because the re-reads that will be going down until BOATK4 will just need to tide me over.

TJ Klune has another book coming out July 25th. Dare I say it may be Sandy and Darren’s time? Or maybe Kori/Corey who really deserves his own HEA.  One can only guess and wait. The wait’s not long though, because forever more, forever more, forever more.


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For a paperback copy of The Art of Breathing~


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Heart Knot Mine by Lily Velden



Despite a successful college teaching career, Noah Daniels has become depressed. He feels he’s leading a monochromatic life: love has eluded him. When he’s offered a chance to teach in London as part of an exchange program, he accepts, hoping a change of scenery will do him good. But once he’s there, his outlook on love and sexuality changes in ways he never expected. 

Robert Callinan is Noah’s English counterpart in the program. The men exchange not only their jobs, but also their homes, and it is what Noah stumbles across while staying at Robert’s house that sends him on a journey of self-discovery—both mentally and physically. A journey that puts color back into his life… just not in the way he expected. When the exchange program ends, Noah has to go home, but he doesn’t know if he wants to return to the life he left behind.

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Mare's Review


I am unsure how to rate this book. Some parts were a stellar 5 and then other parts were a 3.  So I’m gonna go with 3.5-4 stars.

Kudos to the author because she sure made me feel alot of feelz and I didn’t roll my eyes ONCE.

I did cry and get angry, I did smile and laugh. A wound of those said emotions always end up with me advising that this was an epic read.

But there’s something holding me back.


I am not avert to cheating. I know a lot of readers out there are. Refuse to read a book where cheating is a basis. I’m ok with it, makes the angst more real and I’m 100% an angst junkie.

This wasn’t cheating though. This was disrespect. This was no care at all. This was a direct SLAP in Noah’s face. DIRECT. There is something called conversating. Like “Hey Noah, lets go to the bath house and get it on with other people in front of each other. How do you feel about that?

Putting myself in Noah’s shoes. I almost vomited. I wanted to slice Robert’s balls off. I wanted to beat the ever living shit out of him. I can’t even FATHOM what went on in his head.

And that right there is my problem I think.

We had 1 POV throughout the entire book. Noah’s. Robert remained a mystery. I couldn’t get what made him move the way he did.  He lost his parents over bigotry. And that’s a hard pill to swallow. I get it. I do. But you had a loving grandmother that raised you and took you to gay clubs no less. So why the self-pity of not needing or wanting love? I just didn’t get it. I didn’t get him. I pretty much didn’t even like him close to the end. I felt as if he didn’t do enough to deserve Noah.

Noah~ Dear sweet Noah. He pretty much took to gay the way I take too food. His light bulb went off and that was it. No self doubt. No questions. This is me, and that is all. I liked that. If he had blinders on for 80% of the book so be it. He was in love. For the 1st time. 1st love is bliss and rainbows and cookies and hugs and kisses. And then 1st love can be heartbreak and tears and OMG I hate life and OMG I’m so sad. He had a lot of mountains that he had to pass and he did so with dignity. If only he made Robert grovel more.

The sex was amazing. The taken virginity. The 1st kiss. GAH, I’m a sucker for sexy ass kisses. This book did not disappoint on the hotness factor. It was a stellar 5.


“That one kiss was the best sex I ever had.”

Best line of the book right there.


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