Karen’s Killer Book Bench: SOUTHERN DEVOTION SERIES BOX SET, #Romance #Anthology by Amy K. McClung

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Romance Anthology


noun: devotion
1. love, loyalty, or enthusiasm for a person, activity, or cause.

A complete series of stories about love, friendship, and making some of life’s most difficult choices.

For The love of Gracie •• Book 1
What lengths will the man of her dreams go to… for the Love of Gracie?

Curves In The Road •• Book 2
With a decision to make, is it possible for two lost loves to find their way back to each other or are there too many curves in the road?

Complicated Relationships •• Book 3
Love… it’s complicated.

Twisted Fate •• Book 4
Two love stories. Two lost souls. Two fates, twisted together.

Romance Anthology

Character Interview

1. What is your name? Do you have a nickname?

Cameron McIntosh is my name. My friends call me Cam, the King, the Amazing, the Hero…Queen of all? You know, the usual. *winks*

2. Who is your best friend? What kinds of things do you do when you’re together?

Gracie Walker. We’ve been best friends since grade school. She’s my rock, my lifeline, my bestie. When we’re together, the possibilities are endless! We used to window shop for men together but we’re both lucky to be married to our soulmates now. In the beginning we’d go out clubbing and drinking, going back and forth between gay and straight bars. Now we take our kids on play dates together.

3. If you have a family, how do you get along with them? If you don’t, are there people in your life that you consider family? How do you get along with them?

My family is fantastic. I was lucky enough to have parents who accepted me when I came out to them. Besides my biological family, I have a group of friends who are my chosen family. It all started with Gracie, Mary Jane, and me and we’ve branched out to all find our great loves and our family has grown so large over the years.

4. Do you have a birthmark? Scars? Where is it/are they? How did you get it/them?

*Giving a wink* wouldn’t you like to know where my birthmark is. That’s between me and my hubby. *laughs*

5. When you’re angry, what do you do? Where do you go? How do you deal with your anger?

I rarely, if ever, get angry. However, if you hurt one of my friends or my family and you’ll find out how angry I can get. Other than defending those I love, I’m laid back.

6. If you had to make me a meal right now, without going to the store, what would you find in your refrigerator to feed us?

I don’t cook. I came from money, grew up with maids, the works. I would be happy to get anything you want delivered for us though.

7. What’s the one thing you’re afraid of losing? Just one thing?

I’d have to say my husband, Gavin. But in all honesty, losing any of my friends would be life changing for me.

8. What makes you laugh out loud?

Myself! *laughs out loud to demonstrate* I can’t help it, I am hilarious. My friends call it ego, I call it appreciating my self worth.

9. Has anyone broken your heart? Who was s/he?

Gracie broke my heart once. She let in an abusive guy and pushed me away when I tried to warn her against him.

10. What’s the one thing you want out of life that you don’t think you can have? Why can’t you have it?

Complete acceptance from the world. I fear the world will never fully accept the LGBTQ community, they’ve come a long way…but not far enough.

Curves in the Road Book 2


Most people fall in love several times over a lifetime, but one always sticks out more than others, whether you end up with them or they are the one who got away.

When I was five, I thought I was in love with my best friend, Jimmy, who lived next door. That changed when he fed my favorite Barbie doll to the dog, breaking my heart. When I was ten, I fell for my schoolmate Robbie when he helped me up after someone pushed me into the mud. My heart later shattered when my dad told me we were moving to the big city of Nashville from our small backwoods town in Kentucky, and I had to say goodbye to him. At fifteen, I fell for Marcus Jacobs, the smartest guy in school. He was our valedictorian, and I never told him how I felt. He “came out of the closet” after high school. And then I turned twenty-one and met Derrick Collins.

Derrick was the guy who made me realize that I’d never known love before I met him. Reading about toes-tingling, heart-stopping kisses, and romantic gestures, I always questioned whether such things existed. My lifelong question was answered the first time we kissed, and I felt it course through my body from my lips straight to my toes with electric pulses racing everywhere in between.

Growing up, I always had an issue with weight and never felt comfortable with the opposite sex. Puberty hit and my waistline expanded more than my breasts. Luckily, I had a growth spurt around sixteen. I was taller than average, five eight to be exact, with blonde hair and light green eyes, with that I was happy. My pants size was a different story. My hips were curvy, and my breasts caught up to them, although they didn’t point forward as much as my hips pointed outward.

With friends like mine who built my confidence every day, I thought I knew what it meant to feel beautiful. It wasn’t until the day I felt Derrick’s undeniable passion for me that I truly felt like the goddess Cameron always tried to convince me I was. I’d tried every diet known to man to be skinny; it just was not in the cards for me, and I’d come to terms with that fact. My body may not have been perfect, but I ate right, and I wasn’t lazy. It was just my luck I had a crappy metabolism that allowed me to maintain a softer, slightly rounder stomach. Did it frustrate me? Yes. I would’ve loved to be one of those women who ate anything they wanted and never gained a pound. However, life didn’t deal me that hand, and I’d become content with myself.

It’s true that having a boyfriend wasn’t the most important thing in life, but it sure was nice. I loved my time with Derrick. I didn’t need him to make me happy; I wanted it. Derrick made the sky bluer, chocolate taste sweeter, and the sun shine brighter, at least it seemed that way with him in my life. Prince Charming had nothing on this man. At times I became discouraged, but Derrick was there to make me laugh. Other than Cameron, no other man had told me I was beautiful in a way that made me believe it. He was practically perfect in every way, like a male version of Mary Poppins. Wow, that wasn’t sexy I guess, but if Derrick was one thing for sure, it was sexy.

Twisted Fate Book 4


“My name is Angel, and today is my one-year anniversary of sobriety,” I said into the microphone at my weekly AA meeting. Dozens of faces stared up at me, ranging from newly sober to people celebrating decades of sobriety. Twirling my year chip in my hand, I smiled at how far I’d come.

“Last year I spent Thanksgiving in rehab talking with my friends through Skype for a few short minutes. This year on Thanksgiving, I had so much to be thankful for. My friends accepted me back into their lives and forgave me for my actions when I was under the influence of alcohol. Rehab gave me more than sobriety. It gave me my life back and it gave me two friendships, which I will cherish for eternity. Only one of them is here with me today. Gus-Gus.”       Gus walked down the aisle to me and gave me a hug at the podium. His strong embrace was the best high I could achieve without falling off the wagon. He stood by me as I continued my story. “The biggest struggle in maintaining sobriety for me is grief. I don’t deal well with it on my own. Gus and I were in rehab with a man named Mike. He was a sweet southern gentleman who never hurt anyone other than himself. Two months ago, he committed suicide.” Gus grabbed my hand, squeezing for support. “Gus called to tell me, and the first thing I did was pick up a bottle of Jack Daniel’s at the liquor store. I cried until I couldn’t cry anymore, and then I opened the bottle and poured a glass. As I took in the scent of whiskey, my old friend, I picked up my phone and dialed Gus. He came over immediately, and instead of drinking, we sat and traded stories of Mike and laughed about his thick southern accent and his goofy behavior.”

I held Gus’s hand up in the air. “This man is the reason I am sober today.” Everyone in the room gave Gus and me a standing ovation. We embraced and cried for a few moments over our lost friend and our mutual sobriety. Mike’s death had been hard on both of us. We felt we should’ve known he was ready to break, but deep down we knew there was nothing we could have done. After reading his suicide note, which mentioned only Gus and me, other than his wife and the child he never met, it gave us a little peace knowing we meant so much to him.

About Author Amy McClung…

Amy McClung was born in Nashville, TN. She is the second oldest of four girls and occasionally suffers from middle child syndrome. She met the love of her life online in August of 2004, on his birthday of all days, and married him in September 2005. Currently they have no human children only the room full of colourful robots that transform into vehicles and the large headed Pop Funko’s who represent their favourite characters. Collecting movies, shotglasses, Pop Funkos, and dust bunnies are some of her favourite pastimes. She began writing in September of 2011 and independently published her first YA novel called Cascades of Moonlight, Book one of the Parker Harris Series the following May. Her first book was a means of therapy for her as it enabled her to escape reality for a while during a difficult transition in her life. She has 6 self published Young Adult novels.  In 2016 she joined the team of authors at Hot Tree Publishing. With Hot Tree she has released seven books with a eighth book on the way.


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8 thoughts on “Karen’s Killer Book Bench: SOUTHERN DEVOTION SERIES BOX SET, #Romance #Anthology by Amy K. McClung”

  1. Hi Amy,
    Congratulations on your Box Set. When you write for the heart, your readers can feel it in the books.
    Happy writing

  2. Good morning, Amy, and welcome to Karen’s Killer Book Bench. Great interview of your character. Thanks for sharing excerpts of two of the stories in the anthology. What fun! 🙂

  3. Holy Cow. This sounds right up my alley. All sorts of characters with all the different challenges, growing into themselves. Perfect.
    Thanks, Karen and Amy.

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