Greetings Loved Ones!
Today we welcome my good friend J.R. Loveless to the center stage. Give her all your attention and you never know what sweets and treats she has for you!
The response for this book blog tour has been phenomenal! Thank you to everyone who has participated thus far and to all of the wonderful hosts who have offered me a space on their blog! Spread the word to your friends, family, and even co-workers because the ride is far from over! So far we've had three winners - Deb Hansen (His Salvation paperback), Tali Spencer (His Salvation Tote Bag), and Christopher Hammel ($25 Dreamspinner Press Gift Certificate). There's a prize every week and each week you make a comment, you're entered into the Grand Prize contest to win a huge bundle including a Nook or Kindle, so be sure to follow along on my tour for more great chances to win! And of course, this week is no exception!
Today the contest is for one of each of my four handmade charms from each of my books - Touch Me Gently, White Rain, Fragments of a Unicorn's Soul, and Chasing Seth. Your choice of colors. The picture does not encompass all colors, these are just a sample. The charms are made with glass and acrylic beads, have a convenient lobster clasp to hang from your purse, cell phone, jacket, zipper, anywhere you can think! They feature a charm on the end to signify a key point in the story, (e.g. snowflake, cowboy hat, etc.) All you have to do to win is suggest a title for my currently unnamed Chasing Seth sequel featuring Nick and Thayne. Keep reading below for more information on the plot line for the book. I will pick the one I like the best which quite possibly could be the name of my upcoming novel!
It's hard to believe how fast these last three weeks have gone by! There's been an amazing response and I hope everyone will continue to help make this book blog tour a success. His Salvation is only book one in the world of Deviants. I have two more already planned out in my head and I am certain as I write, more will come forward. I thoroughly enjoyed writing the story of Alex and Gabriel and devising the world they live in with amazing Deviants, concentration camps, war, and hope for peace. My only hope is that you enjoy their world and stories as well. :)
I hope to attend the upcoming GayRomLit con in Atlanta in October this year. Keep your fingers crossed that I can register in time! I would love to attend and meet some of my readers as well as some of my favorite authors! I also have a ton of brilliant swag ideas that I have already begun working on, things I am pretty sure will fly off the swag table in the first night. ;) I hope you'll come visit me in Atlanta at GRL 2013 and stop by to say hi!
My current works in progress include the sequel to Chasing Seth with Nick and Thayne's story. I've had quite a response to Chasing Seth and many emails requesting a sequel so I hope to deliver that to you before the end of the year! In this one Nick is having a hard time dealing with his true mate's rejection and is called to Senaka when Seth claims there's a Created One in the area that is believed to be Taggart, the Created One who'd tortured and raped Seth a few years back. Thayne, running from the biggest mistake of his life, is forced to go home and beg for help only to end up between a rock and a hard place. Either continue running for the rest of his life or submit to the one thing he'd never wanted -- a mate. The sequel is currently at a little over 16k words and I'm aiming for around 75 to 80k. You can follow my progress at my blog with my word count meter; http://jrloveless.blogspot.com . The sequel is yet untitled, so here is where I reach out to my readers and the fans of Chasing Seth for a title. :) Suggest one for this week's contest and the one I like the best will win and most likely will be used on the upcoming novel!
I also have a next installment for Touch Me Gently planned out and started which will feature Kaden and Logan ten years in the future and will focus primarily on their adopted son, Benjamin (Ben). This one I already have a title for... 'Capture Me Softly'. More to come on that later. :)
I look forward to seeing your suggestions for titles and to seeing your comments in the coming weeks! Next week I will be over at Hayley B.James's blog and the contest will be quite... interesting. LOL. Thanks for stopping by and remember comment each week to receive one entry into the Grand Prize drawing at the end of March!
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GABRIEL stormed into the mansion, his chest aching at the reminder of what he tried so hard to forget. Alex’s innocent gaze and the curious question forced him to think back to the day he wanted nothing more than to change, to rewind time and make it disappear. Only not even a Deviant had that ability. “Gabe?”
Bryan’s voice snagged him midstride, and he halted at the bottom of the steps leading upstairs. Turning, he looked at his boss, unaware of the anguish burning in his eyes. Bryan frowned and beckoned him into his office. Gabriel’s lips tightened into a flat line as he strode in. “Is
everything okay, Gabe?”
“Assign someone else to the kid, Bryan,” Gabriel ground out, pacing the office like a caged animal.
His boss and friend didn’t answer for a long stretch of silence before replying, “No.”
“Why?” Gabriel demanded in agony, swinging a beseeching gaze toward Bryan. “Why are you doing this to me?”
A sad smile drifted over Bryan’s face for a split second. “Because he’s good for you, Gabriel. I haven’t seen you look at anyone like that in the years I’ve known you. Since your brother died, you’ve been cut off, and even during our time together you never let yourself go enough to feel
“I felt things with you!” Gabriel protested.
Shaking his head, Bryan pinned him in place with his stare. “Fucking isn’t the same thing as feeling something real. Never once did it go beyond sex for you, Gabe. You always held back your heart.”
“That’s not true,” he murmured, sinking into the chair in front of Bryan’s desk. “I may not have shown it, but I did care about you, Bryan. I still do.”
“Not enough,” Bryan replied gently.
Bitterness swamped Gabriel, and the realization that he’d hurt Bryan came over him. He looked up at his ex-lover, grief stricken. “I’m sorry, Bry. So sorry.”
Bryan stood up and moved around his desk to sit in the chair beside Gabriel. He cupped Gabriel’s cheek in one hand. “Don’t apologize for not being able to love me, Gabe. I just wasn’t the person to help you find your way back to who you were meant to be. Don’t let the past control your life.”
“I can’t,” he whispered.
“Yes, you can,” Bryan insisted, stroking his thumb over Gabriel’s cheekbone. “I see that spark in your eyes when you look at him. Give it a chance, and stop fighting so hard to keep everyone away.”
Gabriel touched the back of Bryan’s hand, leaning his face further into his palm. “I miss you.”
“I miss you too,” Bryan murmured, carefully extricating himself from Gabriel’s grasp. “More than you’ll ever know.”
Bryan stood up and moved back to his desk. “I have an assignment for you. It’ll give you a chance to get away and think. Take Tank, but I doubt you’ll need him.”
Coughing to hide his emotions, Gabriel nodded and stood, taking the folder extended to him. “We received a call from one of our contacts a short while ago. Said the boy’s been living in an
abandoned building for a few weeks on his own. There’s not much to go on. Basic details are the
kid looks about fifteen or so. Blond, blue-eyed, skinny, roughly six feet. Extremely skittish. Our contact is pretty sure the kid is at least a level four.”
Gabriel looked over the brief description and a snapshot of the blond boy looking over his shoulder as he entered what appeared to be an empty warehouse. “How do we know he’ll go with us?”
“You don’t.” Bryan tipped the corner of his lip upward. “But I know you. You can be pretty persuasive when you want to be, Gabe.”
He tucked the folder under one arm and turned to head upstairs to begin preparing to leave. “Gabe?”
He stopped in the doorway, turning his head slightly. “Be safe.”
“I always am,” Gabriel replied softly and walked out of the office.
The sounds of dishes clattering in the kitchen and voices rumbling in the living room followed him upstairs. He kicked at the bedroom door to shut it behind him, failing to notice it didn’t close all the way. Picking up his cell, he punched in a quick text to Tank and pulled on his weapons vest, sliding his knives in their sleeves. The sound of the 9mm magazine sliding into place covered the footsteps on the hallway floor. Soft breathing and the sweet smell of sandalwood alerted him to the presence at his door. “You shouldn’t spy on people, kid,” he said flatly, shoving the gun into his vest.
“I wasn’t spying! I heard the sound of a gun cocking,” Alex replied as he edged further into the room.
Gabriel turned around to look at the younger Deviant, his eyebrow raised. “And you came to check it out on your own?”
Alex flushed and dropped his gaze to the floor. “I didn’t think about it to be honest.”
“Next time, don’t go toward the sound. Run away from it.” He went back to making sure he had everything, stuffing an extra change of clothing and the file on the runaway into a small black bag.
“Sorry. Are you going somewhere?”
“Had a report of a Deviant living alone in an abandoned warehouse. I’m going to get the boy and bring him back here,” he replied stoically, checking his phone to see if Tank was ready.
Alex moved closer to his side. “What do you need all the weapons for if he’s just a boy?”
Snorting, Gabriel peered at the younger man. “Haven’t you learned anything here yet? Why do you think we’re teaching you how to protect yourself? To control your abilities? We’re Deviants, and in this world that makes us freaks. If we’re caught out on the streets without some kind of
protection, active ability or no, it’s dangerous. You need to understand that and start doing what you can to protect yourself.”
He roughly unsheathed a knife and shoved it into Alex’s hand. Alex tried to jerk back from him, but he held on tightly, wrapping Alex’s fingers around the handle. “Until you learn to use your psychic ability as a weapon, which will only get you so far, you need to learn how to use this.”
Alex protested, “I don’t want to hurt anyone!”
“Even if they want to hurt you?” Gabriel challenged. “Or your brother? What then? Are you going to let them injure you or possibly kill you and your brother?”
Fear showed clearly in the younger man’s bright green eyes, but Gabriel forced down the guilt, knowing if he didn’t make the other Deviant understand, he could end up dead. “This may be the only thing that saves your life or the life of someone you love.”
Alex stared at the knife in their hands, the blade shining in the dim lamplight. Gabriel realized he still held Alex’s hand and slowly let go, carefully removing his fingers from around Alex’s. Neither of them moved for several heavy breaths. Gabriel’s eyes locked on Alex’s face as emotions flitted over his pale features. He broke the silence. “Sometimes we have to do things we don’t want to, kid. It’s a part of life. No one knows why we changed, why we have these abilities now, but we do. We have to accept it and do what we can to survive.”
Gabriel reached out and gently took the knife from Alex, slipping it into its sheath. His cell vibrated in his pocket, notifying him that Tank sat waiting for him in one of the black SUVs. “Work on it with Jackal while I’m gone, Alex. You can show me what you’ve learned when I return.” He picked up his bag, sliding it over his shoulder, and brushed past the
“Gabe,” Alex called quietly. Stopping in the doorway, Gabriel looked back at the younger Deviant. “Be careful.”
“Thanks, Alex,” Gabriel murmured before turning and heading out of the agency.
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