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Controlled Asher didn't expect to fall for free-spirited Daniel, but they'll find what they desperately need in one another. Police captain Asher Penaz's staunch professionalism bleeds into his home life, down to his neatly pressed attire and Spartan apartment. He enjoys being in charge and in control, so his sudden and powerful attraction to the lighthearted, free-spirited Daniel Tover throws him for a loop. Daniel has never gotten what he needs, so he moves to the next place, the next job, the next attempt to find something worth staying for, always landing at the top of his game, but never feeling like he belongs.
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one as well, throws her world into a tailspin. Can they rise above the chaos to find love and balance with one another? Sneak Peek“Come on, trust me,” Brennon whispered. Her gaze locked with his as she pressed her palm to the window opposite his hand. When she made contact, Brennon could’ve sworn he felt her heat radiate through the thick barrier. And she must have felt something too because a tiny gasp escaped her mouth, causing the glass to fog with her breath. Her breathing increased, her chest moved rapidly, and her eyes dilated, becoming almost completely black from her wide pupils. Brennon slung the rifle across his back while continuing to keep his sights on the woman. He began speaking in a normal tone. “I’m not here to harm you. I’m here to help.” She blinked several times, a beautiful bright gold replacing the black as her eyes returned to normal. Her breathing remained a bit elevated, but at least she was breathing. And upright, as opposed to either passed out, drugged, or dead like the others. “I want to open the door and get you out of there, but you’ve got to promise to remain with me. Can you do that?” The woman nodded once. “I’m Brennon.” She smiled, showing brilliant white, straight teeth. “M-Mikki.” Her voice cracked, its low tone barely above a whisper as it was muffled by the obstacle between them. Brennon returned her smile. “Mikki.” She nodded several more times before attempting to speak again. “The door, locked.” The raspy sound of her voice shouldn’t have sparked something inside Brennon, but it sure as hell did. Turning his concentration to the door, he did indeed find it locked. With nothing around to bang on the knob, and not wanting to damage the rifle any further, he figured he’d have to bust it open with his body. “You’re gonna have to step back.” He spoke louder so she’d be sure to hear him. “Can you shield yourself with the mattress? I’m gonna have to bust the door.” Mikki nodded and scrambled to the bed, easily lifting the pitiful mattress and holding it in front of her as she put herself in the corner. Brennon lifted the rifle off and set it along with the radio on the floor beyond the door jamb. He backed against the opposite wall, giving himself about four feet of distance before launching his body at the door. It easily burst open from the force, banging against the wall. Brennon stopped it from swinging back at him, and when his hand slid around to the inside, he felt dents on the metal. As he started to look at what he was feeling, Mikki threw down her shield and began running toward him. He had just enough time to react as she jumped into his arms. Her body shook as he easily caught her petite form and held her close. Even with the smell of dirt and sweat coating the gown and her skin, he detected an underlying scent of something sweetly musky. A heady combination. Giveaway:
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 | Will the woman he left behind a decade ago be His Salvation? Seth McCullough left behind his high school sweetheart, Krista Chancellor, determined to keep her safe. Running from his own demons, Seth joined the military, hoping for a new start. Ten years later, after experiencing psychological and physical trauma, Seth takes a trip to Mexico for rest and relaxation. Waking up one morning confused, bloody, and linked to multiple high profile murders, Seth is sure he’s lost what little sanity he has left. Determined to find |
answers, Seth reaches out to the only person he ever trusted, his old flame, Krista.
Now, Krista and Seth find themselves embroiled in an agenda too terrifying to comprehend. Not sure who to trust, and looking for answers, will the woman he left behind over a decade ago be His Salvation, or his ruin?
Now, Krista and Seth find themselves embroiled in an agenda too terrifying to comprehend. Not sure who to trust, and looking for answers, will the woman he left behind over a decade ago be His Salvation, or his ruin?
Sneak Peek
Seth flung the remote control onto the bedspread, lunged off the bed, and began pacing around the room. His mind struggled to come to grips with the growing realization that the uncanny resemblance to his previous visions and the breaking news broadcast, was possibly due to the fact he had murdered, not one, but two individuals last night.
But how? Why? And why in the hell couldn’t he remember anything more clearly? No! It was impossible! He told himself. But he glanced down at his finger, wrapped in a clean strip of 47 cloth, ripped from one of his shirts, and the bitter reality of his injury confirmed he had incurred the wound sometime during the night. He could only guess it may have been from the altercation he witnessed in his waking dream.
This train of thought led him down a mind-blowing, terrifying path of possibilities filling him with a sudden and debilitating dread. For the first time in as long as he could remember, his loneliness struck him to the core, making him feel a hopelessness that threatened to pull him down into its abyss forever. He wasn’t sure if he was going insane, or if he was the cold-blooded murderer of people he didn’t even know, for reasons he was completely unaware of, with apparently no more than a vague recollection of the event.
Suddenly humbled with the realization he couldn’t face this situation alone, he knew he needed help, and he needed someone he could trust.
Krista.
Again he thought of reaching out to her for help, but this time instead of talking himself out of it, he accepted the simple fact that he would contact her. He had to, or else he would give in to this paralyzing sense of emptiness. She was a psychologist, she was his friend, and she was the only one who could help him. It was obvious to him now. He needed her assistance.
He forced himself to gather his thoughts and sat down to pull out the phone directory. First, he would order room service. His body desperately needed nourishment. Next, he would call the airport and arrange for the next flight back to the States, but rather than heading home, he would go straight to Texas.
Straight to Krista
But how? Why? And why in the hell couldn’t he remember anything more clearly? No! It was impossible! He told himself. But he glanced down at his finger, wrapped in a clean strip of 47 cloth, ripped from one of his shirts, and the bitter reality of his injury confirmed he had incurred the wound sometime during the night. He could only guess it may have been from the altercation he witnessed in his waking dream.
This train of thought led him down a mind-blowing, terrifying path of possibilities filling him with a sudden and debilitating dread. For the first time in as long as he could remember, his loneliness struck him to the core, making him feel a hopelessness that threatened to pull him down into its abyss forever. He wasn’t sure if he was going insane, or if he was the cold-blooded murderer of people he didn’t even know, for reasons he was completely unaware of, with apparently no more than a vague recollection of the event.
Suddenly humbled with the realization he couldn’t face this situation alone, he knew he needed help, and he needed someone he could trust.
Krista.
Again he thought of reaching out to her for help, but this time instead of talking himself out of it, he accepted the simple fact that he would contact her. He had to, or else he would give in to this paralyzing sense of emptiness. She was a psychologist, she was his friend, and she was the only one who could help him. It was obvious to him now. He needed her assistance.
He forced himself to gather his thoughts and sat down to pull out the phone directory. First, he would order room service. His body desperately needed nourishment. Next, he would call the airport and arrange for the next flight back to the States, but rather than heading home, he would go straight to Texas.
Straight to Krista
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 | “Fifty gold coins to the man or woman who tries to break the king’s curse. Whoever should return His Majesty’s penis to normal will be named king or queen of the kingdom. Sign up at the castle, servants’ entrance.” King Midae was beaten, robbed, and raped by the man he thought he loved. Heartbroken, he makes a pact with a witch for revenge, but it comes with a price. Midae is cursed with a golden penis—he can never feel pleasure again. Now, years later, men and women from all over the kingdom use his body in an attempt to cure him. |
Only true love can conquer all, but can even love survive if the curse breaker is related to the witch who cursed him?
Be Warned: m/m sex, public exhibition
Be Warned: m/m sex, public exhibition
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Silen turned around, presenting an expanse of pale flesh and lovely plump ass cheeks. He reached back, positioned and then slowly lowered.
The tip of the golden cock poked against Silen’s ass. Repeatedly. Was the young man new to such a position? He lowered his hips and adjusted his feet, struggling.
Midae felt an odd sensation. It was … pity. He sighed and pushed Silen’s hand away. Midae grabbed his own cock, something he hadn’t done since the curse. Even when he took a piss, he let someone else hold it. He had no desire to feel the cold gold in his hands. For once, he made an exception. Midae placed a hand on Silen’s hip. “Lower slowly,” he said gently. When Silen shifted, Midae tugged on his hip. His cock tip pierced the barrier, and Silen cried out.
A virgin then.
Midae had tried them before without luck, but the stimulation had left him frustrated for days. He gripped both of Silen’s hips and gently pushed at his knees with his legs. They parted a bit, and more of Midae’s cock sank into Silen’s tight hole. He eased the other man up to relieve the pressure. Midae always believed that virgins should be treated gently. Maybe because he was so brutalized his first time. This was not the time to think about that. Midae led Silen back down. A few inches sliding into the tight, warm ass. Bloody hell, so warm. Midae closed his eyes and savored the feeling. He tugged on Silen’s hips, sending his cock a bit deeper. This actually felt … good. Midae’s eyes sprang open. Holding onto that short thread of hope he glanced down to see the gold at the base of his dick was less shiny. Almost, it was almost dull. The edges crumbled, and pieces drifted down to his thighs. “It’s … it’s working.” The words were thick on his tongue. An impossible dream that he thought would never come true. “You’re breaking the curse!”
Silen was gasping as he glanced back with wide eyes. His cheeks were flushed and his lower lip red from the attention.
The. Curse. Was. Actually. Breaking! Midae wanted to scream it from every balcony of the castle. He could feel again, and it was… Midae moaned. He forced Silen down more on his cock. That feeling, that need, was finally conquerable. He was going to burst in seconds.
There was a large crash.
At first Midae thought it was the curse dissolving or his heart bursting. No, the wall before them exploded. It sent the throne flying backwards. Silen rolled over Midae’s head. Just like that hope was lost, and the battle was on.
The tip of the golden cock poked against Silen’s ass. Repeatedly. Was the young man new to such a position? He lowered his hips and adjusted his feet, struggling.
Midae felt an odd sensation. It was … pity. He sighed and pushed Silen’s hand away. Midae grabbed his own cock, something he hadn’t done since the curse. Even when he took a piss, he let someone else hold it. He had no desire to feel the cold gold in his hands. For once, he made an exception. Midae placed a hand on Silen’s hip. “Lower slowly,” he said gently. When Silen shifted, Midae tugged on his hip. His cock tip pierced the barrier, and Silen cried out.
A virgin then.
Midae had tried them before without luck, but the stimulation had left him frustrated for days. He gripped both of Silen’s hips and gently pushed at his knees with his legs. They parted a bit, and more of Midae’s cock sank into Silen’s tight hole. He eased the other man up to relieve the pressure. Midae always believed that virgins should be treated gently. Maybe because he was so brutalized his first time. This was not the time to think about that. Midae led Silen back down. A few inches sliding into the tight, warm ass. Bloody hell, so warm. Midae closed his eyes and savored the feeling. He tugged on Silen’s hips, sending his cock a bit deeper. This actually felt … good. Midae’s eyes sprang open. Holding onto that short thread of hope he glanced down to see the gold at the base of his dick was less shiny. Almost, it was almost dull. The edges crumbled, and pieces drifted down to his thighs. “It’s … it’s working.” The words were thick on his tongue. An impossible dream that he thought would never come true. “You’re breaking the curse!”
Silen was gasping as he glanced back with wide eyes. His cheeks were flushed and his lower lip red from the attention.
The. Curse. Was. Actually. Breaking! Midae wanted to scream it from every balcony of the castle. He could feel again, and it was… Midae moaned. He forced Silen down more on his cock. That feeling, that need, was finally conquerable. He was going to burst in seconds.
There was a large crash.
At first Midae thought it was the curse dissolving or his heart bursting. No, the wall before them exploded. It sent the throne flying backwards. Silen rolled over Midae’s head. Just like that hope was lost, and the battle was on.
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He’s a hot mess. She wants stability. Will these childhood sweethearts risk another pass at love?
Veterinarian Holly Nicholson longs to put down roots. And with a growing practice and pending nuptials to a handsome doctor, her dream future is finally within reach. But when her NASCAR racing high-school steady rolls into town, Holly’s heart takes an off-track excursion.
Curtis “CC” Clark burned out from life in the fast lane. Switching gears, he moves to a small town in search of some cosmic signpost to reveal his destiny and crosses paths with the only girl he’s ever loved. But he’s worried fate sent him into the pits when he finds out she’s engaged.
Between working at the same animal shelter and her engagement crumbling, Holly can feel old desires stirring. But before they can pick up speed, CC gets his big chance for a high-profile comeback. And returning to the road may mean giving up his beloved forever.
Can CC and Holly find common ground and take their love across the finish line?
Restart in Bristol is the third standalone novel in the Racing Hearts in Serenity contemporary romance series. If you like bad boys with a heart of gold, strong women, and a touch of new age spirituality, then you’ll adore Sedona Hutton’s fun, sexy romance.
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Curtis rested his forehead against Holly’s, and her heart decided. She nodded in agreement.
“Is that a yes?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
“Yes.” Her response came out breathy, which didn’t surprise her. Whenever she was around Curtis, she felt like a breathless teenage girl.
“You won’t be sorry.” He brushed a hand through her hair. “Damn, you’re beautiful.”
She let out a nervous laugh. It was so dark that all she could make out were shadowy images. His words were sweet, but that didn’t stop the insecurity from poking at her insides. She didn’t look anything like the stunning women she’d seen him with over the years.
“That, coming from you.” She shook her head. “You’ve always seemed to have a steady stream of gorgeous women.”
“You can’t believe everything you read.”
Maybe she shouldn’t, but she’d read the articles and she’d seen the pictures. She wondered if any of those women had meant anything to him and if he’d found love over the last decade. She didn’t want to ask, but she needed to know. “What was your longest relationship?” she asked, scuffing her sandal on the floor.
He ran a hand through his hair. Maybe it had only been a few weeks, which is what the Internet had led her to believe.
“Over six months,” he said, surprising her.
She tilted her head. “Why did you break up?”
His pause was long, but she held the silence, determined to wait him out. After what felt like an hour, he finally responded. “Georgiana thought I was still hung up on you.”
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Sedona’s novel, Cloud Whispers, was a Finalist in the 2018 Readers’ Favorite Contest, an Official Selection in the 2018 Summer eBook Awards for New Apple Literary, Shortlisted for the Books Go Social Best Indie Book of 2018, and a Bronze winner in the 2019 Independent Publisher Book Awards. Nora’s Promise was awarded the Bronze medal in the 2019 Reader’s Favorite Contemporary Romance category and was a Finalist in the 2019 NIEA contest. The Perfect Lap was the 2019 Reader’s Favorite Contemporary Romance Finalist.
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His job is to drive fast. Hers is to put the brakes on him. When sparks fly, will love cross the finish line?
AJ Ryan is a publicity nightmare. After a questionable photo surfaces and his biggest sponsor threatens to pull out, the NASCAR champion admits it might be time to hit the brakes. Thankfully, his new no-nonsense image consultant knows just where to start… too bad she revs his engine so loudly he can barely think straight.
Ella Fisher’s career is a welcome distraction from her poor taste in men. Fresh off another easily avoidable heartbreak, rehabbing AJ’s career is just the diversion she needs. But when the pulse-pounding client actually listens to her advice, Ella wonders if there’s more to the man behind the hot mess.
When Ella is granted guardianship of three boisterous children under the misconception that she and AJ are a couple, AJ surprises her by going along with the charade. Before long they find themselves in a make-shift family that feels more real than pretend.
As their professional relationship takes a hard turn for the personal, a single overheard conversation could make it all go up in flames. Will Ella and AJ’s romance hit the wall, or will love take the checkered flag?
The Perfect Lap is the second standalone novel in the Racing Hearts of Serenity romance series. If you like bad boys with a heart of gold, strong women, and love stories with a new age twist, then you’ll adore Sedona Hutton’s fun, sexy tale.
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“You’re too hard on yourself, darlin’,” he said. “You’re the most focused, persistent woman I’ve ever met.” He lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. His eyes were a deep, soulful blue and as he intimately held her gaze, it reminded her of their first meeting and their instant, almost spiritual connection. “You’re kind, compassionate, caring.” His voice was so low that it was more like a whisper fluttering against her cheek. “The kids need that.”
She’d barely processed his sweet words when he leaned in.
He was going to kiss her! Holding her breath, she told herself to step back. It wasn’t appropriate—they were working together, he wasn’t her type, she was on a man-ban. The reasons to stop him were endless.
But as he continued to move toward her, she couldn’t. He grazed his lips overs hers in a tortoise-like motion as if testing the waters. His lips were warm and moist and her body pulsed and sparked as they generated heat hotter than hell and half of Georgia.
He drew back and held her gaze, presumably giving her one last chance to move away.
But she couldn’t. His consoling words had comforted her, his embraced had warmed her, and his kiss had left her wanting so much more.
As she acquiesced, the world around them transformed into a magical wonderland. The moon’s light softened and the stars appeared so close that she could reach out and touch them. Light glittered across the dark water like pixie dust and her belly fluttered as if it had been brushed by fairy wings.
About the Author:
Sedona’s novel, Cloud Whispers, was a Finalist in the 2018 Readers’ Favorite Contest, an Official Selection in the 2018 Summer eBook Awards for New Apple Literary, Shortlisted for the Books Go Social Best Indie Book of 2018, and a Bronze winner in the 2019 Independent Publisher Book Awards. Nora’s Promise was awarded the Bronze medal in the 2019 Reader’s Favorite Contemporary Romance category and was a Finalist in the 2019 NIEA contest. The Perfect Lap was the 2019 Reader’s Favorite Contemporary Romance Finalist.
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A collection of Short Stories in Mainstream Fiction, Women's Fiction, Thrillers, and Mystery
A Solicitous Wife by Madeleine McDonald
No One Knew by Larry Farmer
Pinochle by Brenda Whiteside
The Tuesday Night Meeting by Peggy Jaeger
911, What's Your Emergency? by D. V. Stone
Tall Tales by Laura Strickland
Fare Gain by Alexandra Christle
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A collection of Romance, Young Adult, and Women's Fiction Short Stories
Che Gelida Manina by M. S. Spencer
Recipes for Love by Carol Henry
Waiting for Caleb by Gini Rifkin
Wings of Fire by Jana Richards
A Lark by Gabbi Grey
Apple Crisp by Terry Graham
Goody Twoshoes by Mark Love
The Number by Barbara Bettis
Deadly Homecoming by Peggy Chambers
An Egg-Cellent Witness by Marilyn Barr
Season of Withered Corn by Judy Ann Davis
Beneath the Pines by Debby Grahl
Christopher Reisner by Linda Griffin
Unexpected Love: Chase Allen by Anna Lores
The Cowboy and the Lady by Jean Adams
The Heart Necklace by Amanda Uhl
The Relaxation Response by Darcy Lundeen Dancing Through Tears by Jeny Heckman
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The Pilot's Son by CJ Zahner
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Johnny Appleseed by Robert Herold
Rebellion in Slot III by Roni Denholtz
Home, Sweet Mobile Home by Alana Lorens
The Filthy Human by Tori V. Rainn
Baby Daddy by Kerry Blaisdell
The Witch of Calico Island by Cat Dubie
Stained-Glass Vision by Mary Morgan
A Witch's Protocol by Tena Stetler
I Choose Life by Kristal Dawn Harris
Together Forever by N. Christine Samuelson
Where Is Your High School Sweetheart? by Donna Kunkel
Lost and Found by Joanne Guidoccio
Nursery Chimes by D.S. Lucas
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Bookworm Lily Mitchell vowed never to date another musician, but Dylan Parker is nothing like the stereotype. Sure, he’s mysterious and sexy, with a flashy car and serious bedroom skills, but he’s also smart, hardworking, and humble. He shares Lily’s passion for classic literature and constantly surprises her with romantic gestures. Their steamy relationship moves at whirlwind pace, and Lily has never been happier.
It’s all so perfect that at first, Lily wills herself to ignore the emerging red flags. As her worries about Dylan increase, she finds friendship and comfort in his brother and bandmate, Thomas. But Lily soon discovers that as much as Thomas cares for his brother, he’s also fallen hard for her.
As Dylan spirals further out of control, Lily must decide what she really wants, and whom she is willing to hurt.
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I turned and saw that Dylan was staring at me. He leaned in slowly, placed his hands on my cheeks, and pulled me in for the kiss. His lips brushed against mine lightly at first, then relaxed into the kiss slowly. It was a polite kiss, the kind where I could tell he was holding back. Dylan ended the kiss before I was ready, while my entire body still ached to taste him. He’d offered me just enough to convince me that our chemistry wasn’t limited to conversation. His hands dropped from my cheeks, and he squeezed my hand in his. I blinked and tried to control my breathing.
“You’re terrible,” I finally mumbled, smiling.
He grinned in response.
“I mean, really. A sunset walk on the beach, a kiss at the top of the ferris wheel... So cliché.”
“And you love it,” he said.
“I do,” I admitted, glad he hadn’t taken my statement as an insult. I loved romance, and there was no denying that certain things were romantic. There was obviously a reason they became clichés.
“Are you hungry?” he asked when we deboarded.
“I could eat. What did you have in mind?”
He glanced around. “Hot dog and cotton candy?”
I laughed. Leave it to the wealthiest guy I’d ever dated to buy me an amusement park hotdog on our first date. “Works for me,” I said.
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Fight Evil with Evil.
TOMOR Crime lord Tomor is serving a life sentence behind bars. Without warning, he’s abducted by mysterious men. A sick manhunt is on, with people around him dying like flies. He will need all his street flair and gangster skills to prevent his loved ones from ending up on the death list. LUZ Luz grieves the loss of her lover while striving to take care of their baby. The last thing she needs is to fall for the new neighbor. |
DAVID
A year after he betrayed his adoptive father and sent him to jail, David is slowly rebuilding his life. Then everything falls apart again: he learns that Tomor has escaped, and his police connections lead him to a child sex trafficking ring involving cold, powerful men.
The cops are in over their heads with “Operation Carnivora” … Perhaps the only one who can help bust the pedophile predators is an equally vicious devil: Tomor, the country’s most hunted criminal.
A year after he betrayed his adoptive father and sent him to jail, David is slowly rebuilding his life. Then everything falls apart again: he learns that Tomor has escaped, and his police connections lead him to a child sex trafficking ring involving cold, powerful men.
The cops are in over their heads with “Operation Carnivora” … Perhaps the only one who can help bust the pedophile predators is an equally vicious devil: Tomor, the country’s most hunted criminal.
From Lea ...
I’ve always been fascinated by dark psychological thrillers that mess with your mind and keep you on the edge of your seat. I toyed with the genre writing my debut novel Wild Hearted, but labeled it a crime drama. Its sequel, Carnivora, evolved over six years to become a full-blown hold-your-breath thriller that deals with grave issues such as kidnapping, child sex trafficking, and self-harm.
Telling five parallel stories with as many voices, it gives you the perspectives of a police informant, a hunted gangster, a mad avenger, an inconsolable girlfriend, and a psychotic kidnapper. I pull no punches weaving these stories, so be prepared for a dark, gritty, and graphic read – a little dirty on the erotic side – that I hope will play with your strings and stick with you for a long time.
Please note that this is part 1 of Carnivora and I am currently working on parts 2 and 3, so if those cliffhangers at the end are killing you, be patient. The continuation is right around the corner!
I’ve always been fascinated by dark psychological thrillers that mess with your mind and keep you on the edge of your seat. I toyed with the genre writing my debut novel Wild Hearted, but labeled it a crime drama. Its sequel, Carnivora, evolved over six years to become a full-blown hold-your-breath thriller that deals with grave issues such as kidnapping, child sex trafficking, and self-harm.
Telling five parallel stories with as many voices, it gives you the perspectives of a police informant, a hunted gangster, a mad avenger, an inconsolable girlfriend, and a psychotic kidnapper. I pull no punches weaving these stories, so be prepared for a dark, gritty, and graphic read – a little dirty on the erotic side – that I hope will play with your strings and stick with you for a long time.
Please note that this is part 1 of Carnivora and I am currently working on parts 2 and 3, so if those cliffhangers at the end are killing you, be patient. The continuation is right around the corner!
Sneak Peek
Fuck me, this is the hardest thing I’ve done physically and mentally. You’d think slicing your own vein would be an easy task for a cold-blooded assassin, but I had no idea.
I wasn’t exactly given a choice. Had to improvise, find my method.
Been locked up in this barred, one-man shit-hole of Lastimar State Pen so long, I’ve lost track of time. Most inmates count the days, but I don’t give a damn. You can’t quantify pain. Every day is a fucking lifetime.
At first, considering the amount of cases the prosecution had against me, everything happened fast—the pre-trial procedures, my lawyer’s plea, and the jury’s verdict. They rushed it 'cause they wanted to see me locked away and gave me solitary confinement for life. Times the number of people I’ve killed.
Life. You know what that means for a guy like me. It means death, a slow, painful death. The worst kind of torture, way worse than execution.
I’m tired, can’t take any more.
I know why they put me away. I don’t necessarily agree with their methods, but I understand their reasoning. Society needs to be purged of cockroaches, of vermin. If not, it succumbs to anarchy. When a gang leader, whose web of crime spreads with the speed and sneakiness of cancer, is caught, he must be disposed of and left to rot. I get that.
But why the solitude? They won’t let me see anyone. Max security, fucking lockdown. I’m placed so far down the row from the other inmates, all I can hear is occasional yells of frustration or boredom. The guards check on me every half hour, day and night, banging their metal bats against my cell bars. Those blood-freezing sounds are my only company. Fucking routine, making sure I can never sleep. And aside from the regular bad-mouthing, the guards don’t talk to me.
A priest came here to talk once, wanting me to spill my guts and thank Jesus for generously forgiving my sins, but I told him to get lost. Don’t need no interference from above.
The only person I see is my lawyer, a scared little shit awarded to me by the state. Totally worthless. You hear about the powerful crime lords paying the best lawyers and getting good deals negotiated. Me, I’ve been so effectively kept away from the outside world, I haven’t been able to influence anyone. And who from the outside could help, anyway? My whole gang was dismantled; either locked up or dead.
All I’ve got to keep me company is a mattress, a blanket, and a hole in the concrete floor. Nothing else, like we’re not human enough to have rights on this row. Guess they worry we’ll get a little suicidal and use any available tool to harm ourselves… Damn right.
Luz, I miss you! How are you? They won’t tell me anything, and it makes me love you that much more. I think about you all the time and recall how you were, replay the things you did. Like that trip in the forest, one of our first days together. You drove your bike so fast, your cheeks were pink and your eyes bright and sparkling with excitement. You were so full of life, Sweetie. I just had to have you ‘cause I knew you’d save me.
Being told I’ll never see you again wrenches my heart so bad, I want to tear it out with my hands to ease the pain. How can it be possible? We were meant for each other, as one, a unity, and being apart wasn’t in the cards.
The first time I asked that prick of a lawyer when you would visit, he said you’re on the Witness Protection Program. But that don’t make no fucking sense. They’re protecting you from what, from whom? Me? You’re my girl, so what the hell is that about? He said the authorities gave you a new identity and moved you to a secret place so we’d never be in touch.
As if I could get out of this dump. No one ever escaped Lastimar.
But you know … I could survive having my freedom taken and let the hours and days and months pass one by one, little by little. Chain-smoking, staring at the small window with the steel bars high up on the wall, attentively tracing their details so they’re etched in my mind. And the dirty wall with the scribbles and spots of blackened blood and hair from previous inmates. The rough cement floor with the dark hole in the corner, emanating decades of piss and shit. The old mattress; holed and spotted with all kinds of bodily fluids. I’ll spare you the details. That’s what I lie on, day in and day out. Withering.
I can survive—out-live—all of that, but then you got to come see me, Baby, come talk to me. How else can I go on? I can’t. Not without you, my sweetie, my love, my sunshine. You’re all I have left. If I could see your pretty face and sparkling blue eyes and cheeky smile just once, I’d be fine. If you looked me in the eyes and told me you can’t stop thinking of me, it would be plenty to resist for a long fucking time. Months, years. I’d have dreams, and time would pass at my own rate, at my own speed, at the pulse of my own fucking will.
When the lawyer told me “no,” I didn’t believe him and laughed like the naïve retard I am. “Yeah, asshole, very funny, love the joke. Now cut the crap and tell me when I can see her.”
“Tomor,” he replied, with that pathetic, wimpy smile of his. “Forget it, she’s not coming. Not now, not ever. Get that idea out of your head, ‘cause it’s not gonna happen. Forget about her. That’s the best thing you can do for yourself. Let go.”
Well, Sweetie… I won’t allow them the pleasure of seeing me slowly shrink and turn to dust. I’ll beat them to it, do it myself. Death doesn’t scare me.
Copyright @2019 Lea Bronsen
I wasn’t exactly given a choice. Had to improvise, find my method.
Been locked up in this barred, one-man shit-hole of Lastimar State Pen so long, I’ve lost track of time. Most inmates count the days, but I don’t give a damn. You can’t quantify pain. Every day is a fucking lifetime.
At first, considering the amount of cases the prosecution had against me, everything happened fast—the pre-trial procedures, my lawyer’s plea, and the jury’s verdict. They rushed it 'cause they wanted to see me locked away and gave me solitary confinement for life. Times the number of people I’ve killed.
Life. You know what that means for a guy like me. It means death, a slow, painful death. The worst kind of torture, way worse than execution.
I’m tired, can’t take any more.
I know why they put me away. I don’t necessarily agree with their methods, but I understand their reasoning. Society needs to be purged of cockroaches, of vermin. If not, it succumbs to anarchy. When a gang leader, whose web of crime spreads with the speed and sneakiness of cancer, is caught, he must be disposed of and left to rot. I get that.
But why the solitude? They won’t let me see anyone. Max security, fucking lockdown. I’m placed so far down the row from the other inmates, all I can hear is occasional yells of frustration or boredom. The guards check on me every half hour, day and night, banging their metal bats against my cell bars. Those blood-freezing sounds are my only company. Fucking routine, making sure I can never sleep. And aside from the regular bad-mouthing, the guards don’t talk to me.
A priest came here to talk once, wanting me to spill my guts and thank Jesus for generously forgiving my sins, but I told him to get lost. Don’t need no interference from above.
The only person I see is my lawyer, a scared little shit awarded to me by the state. Totally worthless. You hear about the powerful crime lords paying the best lawyers and getting good deals negotiated. Me, I’ve been so effectively kept away from the outside world, I haven’t been able to influence anyone. And who from the outside could help, anyway? My whole gang was dismantled; either locked up or dead.
All I’ve got to keep me company is a mattress, a blanket, and a hole in the concrete floor. Nothing else, like we’re not human enough to have rights on this row. Guess they worry we’ll get a little suicidal and use any available tool to harm ourselves… Damn right.
Luz, I miss you! How are you? They won’t tell me anything, and it makes me love you that much more. I think about you all the time and recall how you were, replay the things you did. Like that trip in the forest, one of our first days together. You drove your bike so fast, your cheeks were pink and your eyes bright and sparkling with excitement. You were so full of life, Sweetie. I just had to have you ‘cause I knew you’d save me.
Being told I’ll never see you again wrenches my heart so bad, I want to tear it out with my hands to ease the pain. How can it be possible? We were meant for each other, as one, a unity, and being apart wasn’t in the cards.
The first time I asked that prick of a lawyer when you would visit, he said you’re on the Witness Protection Program. But that don’t make no fucking sense. They’re protecting you from what, from whom? Me? You’re my girl, so what the hell is that about? He said the authorities gave you a new identity and moved you to a secret place so we’d never be in touch.
As if I could get out of this dump. No one ever escaped Lastimar.
But you know … I could survive having my freedom taken and let the hours and days and months pass one by one, little by little. Chain-smoking, staring at the small window with the steel bars high up on the wall, attentively tracing their details so they’re etched in my mind. And the dirty wall with the scribbles and spots of blackened blood and hair from previous inmates. The rough cement floor with the dark hole in the corner, emanating decades of piss and shit. The old mattress; holed and spotted with all kinds of bodily fluids. I’ll spare you the details. That’s what I lie on, day in and day out. Withering.
I can survive—out-live—all of that, but then you got to come see me, Baby, come talk to me. How else can I go on? I can’t. Not without you, my sweetie, my love, my sunshine. You’re all I have left. If I could see your pretty face and sparkling blue eyes and cheeky smile just once, I’d be fine. If you looked me in the eyes and told me you can’t stop thinking of me, it would be plenty to resist for a long fucking time. Months, years. I’d have dreams, and time would pass at my own rate, at my own speed, at the pulse of my own fucking will.
When the lawyer told me “no,” I didn’t believe him and laughed like the naïve retard I am. “Yeah, asshole, very funny, love the joke. Now cut the crap and tell me when I can see her.”
“Tomor,” he replied, with that pathetic, wimpy smile of his. “Forget it, she’s not coming. Not now, not ever. Get that idea out of your head, ‘cause it’s not gonna happen. Forget about her. That’s the best thing you can do for yourself. Let go.”
Well, Sweetie… I won’t allow them the pleasure of seeing me slowly shrink and turn to dust. I’ll beat them to it, do it myself. Death doesn’t scare me.
Copyright @2019 Lea Bronsen
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In the future, be careful who you trust…
Ben Stockton lives on a dying Earth. A poisoned atmosphere and fertility issues are only two of the reasons people flock to the Project Mars Lottery, hoping to win a chance to go to the Red Planet. When Ben’s husband, Dain, is targeted as a potential DNA donor, the once exciting prospect of starting over turns into a nightmare. Forced to work for the governmental scientific agency, Sector, Dain is sent to Mars on a secret mission, while Ben has to remain behind. Separated |
from each other, they try to cling to the memories of their love as well as the hope that one day they’ll be reunited.
But Sector has different plans for the couple. Unbeknownst to Ben, Sector has used him as a test subject in a desperate bid to cure the sterility problems facing the human race. Impregnated and left alone, Ben stumbles upon the underground resistance. It will take all his strength to find the love of his life before Dain is lost to him forever.
Be Warned: m/m sex, MPREG
But Sector has different plans for the couple. Unbeknownst to Ben, Sector has used him as a test subject in a desperate bid to cure the sterility problems facing the human race. Impregnated and left alone, Ben stumbles upon the underground resistance. It will take all his strength to find the love of his life before Dain is lost to him forever.
Be Warned: m/m sex, MPREG
Jacey Holbrand and Elizabeth Monvey are happy to present the second book – Future, Betrayed – in the Project Mars series they’ve developed. They’ve been having fun creating a futuristic world in which humans are living and loving on Earth and on Mars while fighting to survive the outrageous ministrations of rogue scientists in an agency called Sector. They have four books so far in the works in the series. Book one – Future, Broken – is available through eTailers. Books three and four, as of this writing, are works in progress. But for now, here’s an interview with Dain from Future, Betrayed:
- Do you and your significant other have a favorite place to vacation? If so, where is it and why?
Ben and I met on vacation in Florida but we’re completely opposite in where we like to relax. Ben is more sand, sun and ocean while I like the mountains and hiking. But I sure am glad I decided to go against my comfort level!
- What's your superpower, or what's your spirit animal? Why?
Hmmm. I’m not really one of those people who believes in mysticism or spirit animals, so I’ll go with a superpower. I’d have to say protecting those I love is my greatest strength. I’d do anything for my family.
- What’s your favorite thing to do and why?
Being with my husband, Ben. He makes me laugh.
- What are some of your dislikes?
I’m not overly fond of Brussel sprouts.
- If you could go back in time for one day, where would you go?
I would go back to the moment when I met Ben. My world changed. Everything became brighter. Happier. The chaos that had been in my head quieted. I would love to relive that moment when my world suddenly made sense.
- What is your greatest fear?
Obviously, having something happen to Ben is my worst nightmare.
- What is your greatest hope?
A world where my family and I can live in peace.
- Do you and your significant other have a favorite place to vacation? If so, where is it and why?
Ben and I met on vacation in Florida but we’re completely opposite in where we like to relax. Ben is more sand, sun and ocean while I like the mountains and hiking. But I sure am glad I decided to go against my comfort level!
- What's your superpower, or what's your spirit animal? Why?
Hmmm. I’m not really one of those people who believes in mysticism or spirit animals, so I’ll go with a superpower. I’d have to say protecting those I love is my greatest strength. I’d do anything for my family.
- What’s your favorite thing to do and why?
Being with my husband, Ben. He makes me laugh.
- What are some of your dislikes?
I’m not overly fond of Brussel sprouts.
- If you could go back in time for one day, where would you go?
I would go back to the moment when I met Ben. My world changed. Everything became brighter. Happier. The chaos that had been in my head quieted. I would love to relive that moment when my world suddenly made sense.
- What is your greatest fear?
Obviously, having something happen to Ben is my worst nightmare.
- What is your greatest hope?
A world where my family and I can live in peace.
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 | Drake Park has a complicated life. As a gay male midwife, he’s used to raising eyebrows. Add Crohn’s disease and things get interesting—or not, considering the sad state of his love life. Experience has taught Drake that most men are fair-weather sailors when it comes to handling his condition—gone for dust when things get rough. Staying healthy is a full-time job without adding in any heartbreak, so a little loneliness is a small price to pay. If he says it often enough he might even believe it. One thing for sure, the cop who arrested him isn’t about to change that. Caleb Ashton does not have a complicated life. A senior |
detective with the Whangarei Police Department, he likes his job and is good at it. He works hard and plays hard, happy to enjoy as many men as he can while he’s still young enough—or at least he was. These days he feels adrift for the first time in his life, and the only thing sparking his interest—a certain prickly young midwife.
But can Drake find enough faith to risk opening his heart again? And does Caleb have what it takes to cope with the challenges Drake’s condition presents?
But can Drake find enough faith to risk opening his heart again? And does Caleb have what it takes to cope with the challenges Drake’s condition presents?
Jay Hogan discuses Digging Deep...
Why Crohn’s Disease, I hear you ask? There are so many difficult conditions people live with, so what made me choose Crohn’s Disease?
A couple of reasons. Although I don’t have Crohn’s, I have experienced a condition with some similarities, and so I related to some of the issues on a personal level. Also, in another life as a nurse, I looked after people with this frustrating and difficult condition, and some conversations from that time still stand out in my head. Also, Crohn’s comes with its own set of social stigmas linked to any talk about bowel stuff, which seemed an interesting match to the social stigmas around talking about gay sex.
There has even been some research done around whether people with Crohn’s share a few similar concerns about ‘coming out’ about their Crohn’s to others, in the way that LGBTQIA people ‘come out’, and whether things can be learned from the LGBTQIA community to help those with Crohn’s. This is of course particularly interesting if the person with Crohn’s is also LGBTQIA.
Conversations around bodily functions aren’t common or comfortable in our society and we often struggle to even tell our doctors when we have what we think of as embarrassing symptoms. It is one of the biggest blocks to diagnosing bowel cancer, for instance. I found humour was a big part of the lives of those with Crohn’s. It’s a way of dealing with the stresses, and a way of talking with families and others, about what’s going on. You can be blunt with humour in a way that you often can’t be in a serious comment, and I wanted to show that in this story as well.
Caleb is straight up with Drake about his condition, doesn’t pussy foot around, just says it how it is and brings it to the fore rather than feeling too sensitive or embarrassed to raise it. This was something mentioned in conversations I had, as being important for people who had the condition. That it was great if friends, and partners in particular, didn’t shy away from it. It was too big a part of their lives to have to walk on egg shells around it.
Crohn’s disease can affect the sexual expression of all who have it to some degree, especially if they are flaring. But there are some unique issues that gay men with Crohn’s may have to face regarding the particular expression of their sexuality, and that was what I wanted to just touch on in this story.
Having said that, Crohn’s can look very different from person to person. It can potentially manifest from the mouth through the entire gut. Some people find it tends to stick to certain areas in this tract, others have to manage flares throughout their whole alimentary system.
And therefore, the effect of Crohn’s disease on a gay man’s sexuality depends on its severity, where in their body it predominantly affects, what their sexual preference is, and a whole host of other things. I chose to focus on just a couple of the enormous variety of ways the condition can manifest. And I was helped along the way by the amazing honesty of a couple of gay men with Crohn’s who opened their personal lives to me and I thank them dearly.
This story was a privilege to write and I hope I have done it some justice. I hope you enjoy reading it.
A couple of reasons. Although I don’t have Crohn’s, I have experienced a condition with some similarities, and so I related to some of the issues on a personal level. Also, in another life as a nurse, I looked after people with this frustrating and difficult condition, and some conversations from that time still stand out in my head. Also, Crohn’s comes with its own set of social stigmas linked to any talk about bowel stuff, which seemed an interesting match to the social stigmas around talking about gay sex.
There has even been some research done around whether people with Crohn’s share a few similar concerns about ‘coming out’ about their Crohn’s to others, in the way that LGBTQIA people ‘come out’, and whether things can be learned from the LGBTQIA community to help those with Crohn’s. This is of course particularly interesting if the person with Crohn’s is also LGBTQIA.
Conversations around bodily functions aren’t common or comfortable in our society and we often struggle to even tell our doctors when we have what we think of as embarrassing symptoms. It is one of the biggest blocks to diagnosing bowel cancer, for instance. I found humour was a big part of the lives of those with Crohn’s. It’s a way of dealing with the stresses, and a way of talking with families and others, about what’s going on. You can be blunt with humour in a way that you often can’t be in a serious comment, and I wanted to show that in this story as well.
Caleb is straight up with Drake about his condition, doesn’t pussy foot around, just says it how it is and brings it to the fore rather than feeling too sensitive or embarrassed to raise it. This was something mentioned in conversations I had, as being important for people who had the condition. That it was great if friends, and partners in particular, didn’t shy away from it. It was too big a part of their lives to have to walk on egg shells around it.
Crohn’s disease can affect the sexual expression of all who have it to some degree, especially if they are flaring. But there are some unique issues that gay men with Crohn’s may have to face regarding the particular expression of their sexuality, and that was what I wanted to just touch on in this story.
Having said that, Crohn’s can look very different from person to person. It can potentially manifest from the mouth through the entire gut. Some people find it tends to stick to certain areas in this tract, others have to manage flares throughout their whole alimentary system.
And therefore, the effect of Crohn’s disease on a gay man’s sexuality depends on its severity, where in their body it predominantly affects, what their sexual preference is, and a whole host of other things. I chose to focus on just a couple of the enormous variety of ways the condition can manifest. And I was helped along the way by the amazing honesty of a couple of gay men with Crohn’s who opened their personal lives to me and I thank them dearly.
This story was a privilege to write and I hope I have done it some justice. I hope you enjoy reading it.
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