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Monday, October 26, 2020
COMING SOON ON OCTOBER 30, 2020
Rerelease Coming October 30,2020
When fifteen-year-old Devin Hughes created his imaginary
friend after getting bullied by the freshman boys in the locker room, he never
expected Brice to materialize into a physical human being twenty-five years
later. Nor did he ever anticipate Brice’s demonic surprise.
Brice, a demon enslaved to Satan, must bring individuals
into their realm by convincing them to walk through the portal–a mirror–into
hell so their souls can be harvested. To his disappointment, Devin proves to be
a tough target, especially after he meets Matthew.
Matthew Lyons, CEO of Lyons Security, has a terrible habit
of jumping into relationships too soon and too fast. But he can’t deny the zing
his heart sustained the second he shook hands with advertising executive, Devin
Hughes.
While sparks fly between Matt and Dev, Brice’s rage reaches
record levels. But under no circumstances will the deceitful evildoer let the
two foolish men ruin his plans.
When Devin realizes Brice’s true intention, it might be too
late to stop the horrific consequences. Can the strength of Dev’s and Matt’s
love defeat and banish Brice forever, or will the maniacal demon subdue both
men and turn them into cadaverous trophies? Is love powerful enough to defeat a
vengeful hellion?
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Wednesday, April 22, 2020
Upcoming Release
Tuesday, May 28, 2019
NEW RELEASE FROM GRACE KILIAN DELANEY
LIVING ON A DARE
Winner will be chosen on June 11, 2019
Monday, May 13, 2019
NEW RELEASE FROM JACKIE KESWICK
One of the best things about writing fantasy is that I can design my very own world and decide how it works. I love medieval history, so that’s where I started when I imagined the backdrop for Healing Glass. The floating city came next, and once I knew how it looked, I also needed to find out how it worked. How do a large number of people live safely in a floating city?
I imagined it a bit like early medieval cities, where not every house had a kitchen or even a fire, and food and company were found in cookshops and taverns. Which, predictably, made me think about food.
I love writing about food, and there’s often far too much of it in my stories. Healing Glass, with its medieval setting, was a lovely challenge when it came to working out what my characters would eat. What did people in medieval Europe eat? First and foremost, bread. But also stews, pies, and a lot more meat and fish than we might think.
Minel’s work, making and enhancing glass, often leaves him ravenous and very thirsty, so I got to play with food. Minel loves wine, tries to make his own beer, and when he’s designing he loves to nibble on ferociously hot, pickled chillies…. He also loves nougat, which I was surprised to learn was actually available in early medieval times. And if this discourse made you look forward to dinner, then how about a sneak peek at one of the meals Falcon puts together for Minel.
Minel is dying and has decided not to seek a cure. He avoids company as he avoids food, until Falcon turns up in the city to look after him. Here, they’ve just shared their first kiss and it makes Minel question his decision not to fight his illness. And if that and Falcons’ dinner don’t perk him up, then I don’t know what will…
Yes, Falcon had outdone himself. He looked after Minel as he’d promised, and he only grew fierce when he spotted signs of Minel not taking care of himself.
Minel deserved those fiery glares. He’d been avoiding food as he avoided people while he came to terms with his own mortality.
He was just four and twenty, had only left the floating city to visit the woods that stretched at its base, and the villages and towns along the coast. He’d not travelled to see the mountains that lay beyond the forest, or the desert that lay behind those. He’d never thought he’d die before he’d explored every part of their world, in person or by proxy. He’d not yet read all the books he wanted to read, hadn’t drawn and studied all the plants and minerals that could be used to protect and help and heal, that could make his designs so much more powerful.
He had so much yet to learn, hadn’t yet turned into the craftsman he knew he could become... and leaving that journey unfinished hurt.
So he turned to the one man who might understand when he asked about regrets and unfinished tasks, whose gifts and training ensured that he walked in close company to death more often than not.
“Falcon... do you think there’s a moment when a man is ready to die?”
Monday, February 18, 2019
New Release by J. Scott Coatsworth
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Excerpt
Venin stood under the dome of the chapel, the waters of the Orn rushing past the small island to crash over the edge of the crater rim, where they fell a thousand meters to the broken city of Errian below.
The Erriani chapel was different from what he was used to back home. The Gaelani chapel in Gaelan had sat at the top of a tall pillar of stone, open to the night sky, a wide space of grass and trees that intertwined in a natural dome through which moonlight filtered down to make dappled shadows on the ground.
This chapel, instead, was a wonder of streaming sunlight, the columns a polished eggshell marble with glimmering seams of gold. Red creeper vines climbed up the columns, festooned with clusters of yellow flowers that gave off a sweet scent.
Both were bright and airy, but the Erriani chapel lay under a dome supported by fluted marble columns, a painted arch of daytime sky and the rose-colored sun blazing overhead.
The last time he’d gone to chapel had been with Tazim, before his untimely death.
Long before the troubles that roiled the world now.
Something drew him back. A need to reconnect with his past. To bridge the gap between then and now, between who he was and who he had become. Taz would have liked this place.
The chapel here had survived the attack, while much of Errian had not. The city below was a jumble of broken corrinder, the multistory plants that were the main building stock for the city. They would grow again, but the sight of the city’s beautiful white towers laid low struck him to the core.
So had Gaelan looked, after the flood.
Venin turned back to the chapel and unlaced his boots, baring his muscular calves before he approached the fountain that splashed at its center. The cool flagstone beneath his feet sent a shiver up his spine, and green moss filled the gaps between the stones.
Some builder whose name was lost to time had tapped into the river itself to make the fountain run, and the water leapt into the air with a manic energy around the golden statue of Erro, before falling back down to the pool.
Venin knelt at the fountain’s edge on one of the well-worn pads, laid his hands in the shallow water, and let his wings rest over himself, making a private place to pray.
Erro and Gael, spare us from danger and lift us up into the sky with your powerful wings. He gave Erro deference, being that this was his chapel, but he hoped Gael would hear him too. The god of his own people had been known to intervene in mortal affairs before, and if what Quince had told them about these ithani was true, they would need all the help they could get.
Venin’s wings warmed.
He looked up in astonishment to see the statue of Erro giving off an intense golden glow. His mouth dropped open, and he stood and stared at its beautiful male curves and muscles. Maybe the gods were answering him.
Venin reached up and touched the statue’s outstretched hand. The shock knocked him backward onto his ass, and he hit the ground hard, slamming into one of the marble columns.
Venin groaned, stunned, and reached back to feel his wings and spine. He seemed to be in one piece.
Taz would have laughed his ass off at the whole thing.
After a moment he sat up cautiously. He wrapped his arms around his legs and stared up at the statue, his chin on his knees.
The glow was gone.
Did I imagine it? He stood and felt the back of his head. A lump was already forming there. That’s gonna leave a mark.
Something had changed. Venin didn’t know what yet, but he was sure of that much.
He pulled his boots back on and laced them up. With one last suspicious glare at the statue, he turned and stepped out of the chapel, taking a deep breath of the moisture-laden air.
Then he leapt into the sky to soar down to the broken city.
Author Bio
Scott lives with his husband of twenty-five years in a Sacramento suburb, in a cute little yellow house with a brick fireplace and two pink flamingoes out front.
He inhabits in the space between the here and now and the what could be. Indoctrinated into science fiction and fantasy by his mom at the tender age of nine, he quickly finished her entire library. But he soon began to wonder where all the queer people were.
After coming out at twenty-three, he started writing the kinds of stories he couldn't find at Crown Books. If there weren't many queer characters in his favorite genres, he would will them into existence, subverting them to his own ends. And if he was lucky enough, someone else would want to read them.
His friends say Scott's mind works a little differently than most - he makes connections between ideas that others don't, and somehow does more in a day than most people manage in a week. Although born an introvert, he forced himself to reach outside himself, and learned to connect with others like him.
Scott's stories subvert expectations that transform traditional science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary worlds into something different and unexpected. He runs both Queer Sci-Fi and QueeRomance Ink with his husband Mark.
His romance and genre fiction writing brings a queer energy to his stories, filling them with love, beauty and power. He imagines how the world could be - in the process, he hopes to change the world, just a little.
Scott was recognized as one of the top new gay authors in the 2017 Rainbow Awards, and his debut novel "Skythane" received two awards and an honorable mention.
You can find him at Dreamspinner here, Goodreads here, on Amazon here, on QueeRomance Ink here, and on Facebook here.