It's been a minute since I've posted anything, but there's good reason for it and you'll understand as 2013 unfolds and a bounty of new books start to release one by one!!
Before we celebrate the new books, let's have a little fun with the one that started it all!!
To get the most out of this Valen-tabulous Hop you will need to read the excerpt below, from "Beyond Honor" and answer the question about what you read.
Easy enough, right?
Then, click on the Evernight Facebook page link and let me know you've "liked" it and I will put your name into a drawing for a $10.00 gift certificate for Evernight Publishing or a $10.00 gift card for Amazon. ONE winner will be chosen PER PRIZE and I will announce those winners after the hop!!
Sound like fun??
Well, let's get to it then...
Army Medic, Private Michael Crest, is quite content in his life with the exception of one thing—he’s in need of a good man and has his sights set on another medic, Specialist Jared Prophet.
The problem? Jared’s in deep denial about his sexuality.
After an unexpected, erotic exchange, Jared decides his only recourse is to distance himself from Michael and plans a trip to his family’s lake-house with friends, which would have worked, if one of his friends hadn’t invited Michael to tag along.
As a tropical storm hits the Texas Gulf Coast, the two men give into unbridled passion. But more than the weather gets rough when the storm passes and Jared learns his parents are among the missing.
Can the lovers endure the fallout or will unearthed truths prove more devastating than any natural disaster?
After all, just because they aren’t gonna ask, doesn’t mean they want you to tell…
Michael eased up onto his elbow, painfully mindful of his probable injury. “I’m glad my busted ribs are amusing.”
Jared rose on all fours and crawled over to Michael, stifling his laugh. “I doubt they’re broken, but I’ll check them out to make sure, then get you back to the infirmary.”
“Nah, that’s okay. I’ll be okay.”
Jared knelt before Michael, towering over him.
As Michael looked up, the morning sun radiated over Jared’s head, and a surge of warmth ricocheted across Michael’s skin.
“If they’re broken and you move the wrong—”
“I know, I know. It could puncture my lung.”
Jared cracked a smile. “Right, so take off your shirt, and let’s take a look.”
Michael’s heart raced as he managed to fight through the blast of pain and sat up. He leaned against the giant tree that had stopped his fall and braced for the uncomfortable moments he knew were about to occur.
Jared waited, his gaze fixed on Michael’s hands.
Michael figured Jared would turn away or say something as he lifted his t-shirt up over his torso, but instead, Jared’s hands trembled as he reached down and helped Michael draw it over his head without saying a word.
The forest suddenly became eerily still.
Michael glared up at Jared, half expecting him to disappear. He bit his tongue, holding back any sound capable of breaking the spell Jared seemed to have fallen under.
Jared eased closer, still on his knees and slowly lifted the bottom of Michael’s wife-beater, then pulled it up and over his head. For a few intense seconds, Michael sat before him, his bare chest about to explode from his heart pounding furiously inside.
Jared licked his lips and moved toward Michael, as if in slow motion, until the palms of his hands were flush against Michael’s chest. Michael’s nipples beaded as Jared’s fingers lightly skimmed over his flesh.
It was then that Jared finally looked Michael in the eyes, and Michael held his breath as a silent conversation passed between them.
Jared’s jaw flexed taut, and he lowered his head so slowly, Michael was sure he would lose his mind from the sheer thrill of anticipation. He’d forgotten all about the pain, and Jared was definitely not examining his ribs.
Michael lifted his chin, and before he knew it, Jared’s lips grazed his.
Jared snapped back as though he’d been zapped by lightning. His bright blue eyes smoldered, and then he closed them and pressed his mouth to Michael’s once again. This time though, he didn’t stop.
Michael acted on desires he’d hidden for weeks and moved his hand behind Jared’s head, drawing him even closer. His tongue plunged in deep, and his cock hardened at the sound of Jared’s deep moan.
Jared pulled him in tighter and kissed him harder, so hard their teeth clanked together sending a little twinge of discomfort shooting across Michael’s gums. The faint metallic taste of blood filled his mouth, but he ignored it. Nothing was going to interrupt.
He struggled to breathe as Jared’s hands began to wander. He reached down and grabbed Michael’s hand and without hesitation planted it right across his cock. The long, thick shaft bulged behind Jared’s zipper, and Michael struggled to contain his delight.
Jared rose, towering over Michael like a god demanding adoration.
Michael had never done this, but he’d never wanted anything more. He fumbled with Jared’s zipper and unfastened his pants, panting like a kid in a candy store as he freed his prize.
Jared clasped Michael’s shoulders then, nudging him back, his eyes widened, and a look of sheer panic flashed across Jared’s face. “So help me, if you ever tell—”
“I-I won’t. I swear.”
Jared cupped the back of Michael’s neck and brought his head toward Jared’s crotch.Michael leaned in to the swollen prick pulsating in his hand. The instant his lips touched the bulbous tip, the salty-sweet taste of pre-cum filled his mouth, and Jared’s entire body seized under Michael’s touch.
ALRIGHTY THEN, HERE'S YOUR QUESTION...
Michael isn't gonna trust just anyone to mash around on his possibly broken ribs, so what makes Jared such an expert on the subject of his injury??
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