Happy Holidays Seductive Studs bloghoppers, whatever holiday you choose 🙂
I hope that those who celebrate Christmas are done with their shopping so they can sit back and laugh – *cough* I meant lament- at the poor people rushing around like a chihuahua on speed.
If however, you are stuck trying to figure out what to get for the person in your life who loves action, paranormal entities, vampires, more than a little creepiness, and romance, I might have the gift idea for you. This snippet is from Discovery, my M/M paranormal Romance. (And yes, it IS available in paperback. 2-day shipping still works *wink*) This is from the very beginning of the book.
Speeding up, Jaret took the turn as fast as he could, swearing as the stupid vehicle he drove rolled up onto two wheels. Time had not always brought out the good inventions, he surmised as he jerked his body and with a jolt the car slammed back on all four tires. There was a time when he would have been on horseback and it was so much easier. But no. There were now automobiles, cars that went way too fast, ate up too many resources, and were too impossible to control. “Fuck,” he growled as two large armored vehicles followed him around the corner. Since when did it become okay for ordinary citizens to have attack cars?
Well, okay, they weren’t ordinary citizens. They were vampyr, which was so much worse. And he was a drakyl, which compounded the issue. They hated his kind with such intensity that for many centuries, it had confused him as to what reason they could possibly have to dislike him so. Now, he didn’t care about the why, he just cared about surviving the attack.
Thankfully, he was close to the barrier of this god-forsaken city. Once he was out on open land, the chances they would follow him were low. Or so he hoped. This particular group was far too equipped for his peace of mind. Just like the groups in New York City, Pittsburgh, and Roanoke. “Blast!” he hollered as a shot rang out and almost instantly, the rear of his car swerved to the side, lifting the left front up even as the back right side went down. Out of his rearview mirror, he could see the remains of his back tire scattered over the road. Spotting an alleyway up ahead as his car screamed its way toward a stop, he hoped this was the right thing to do. Grabbing his rucksack from the passenger seat, he slammed on the gas, threw the door open, and leapt out, running into the alley as the car surged forward and hit the wall.
Living in Montana and working the ranch is all Aaron wants to do for the rest of his life. Diagnosed as allergic to the sun thirteen years previous, every day is a struggle to get out of bed. Having to wear long-sleeved shirts, gloves, and even material to cover his face from the effects of the sun, just makes it all worse. Now, in his thirty-second year, he is sure this will be his last summer. While he hates it, he knows he needs to come to terms with the truth and put things in order for his younger cousins. Before he does so, he heads out for one night of pleasure before facing what’s coming.
Jaret loves excitement and new adventures. For over five hundred years, he has sought them out. In Montana on a whim, he comes across someone he doesn’t expect, someone who makes him feel things he does not understand and does not want to give up. In no time at all, he feels like he cannot live without Aaron. The only problem is Aaron doesn’t know who he is, what he is, nor that he isn’t going to die. Not on Jaret’s watch. With a plan to help the other man discover who he is in place, he only has one thing to worry about: whether an ancient enemy will come and destroy everything he now holds dear.
Warning: This book is a paranormal m/m romance with some horror elements. It also crosses cowboy and vampire genres. If you don’t think cowboys look hot with fangs, you’re missing out.
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