3 Stars for I Love it Rough from TRR
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Friday, April 25, 2014
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Spring Fling Blog Hop Hosted by Hennessee Andrews - CONTEST
On the right is a picture I selected to represent the new love. Perhaps this is a new couple sleeping together for the first time and they're taking their first trip together in the spring.
I'd say it's pretty romantic. Maybe they rented this camper to go fishing together or just drive somewhere for a long relaxing weekend. Whatever the case, spring to me means new beginnings and heres to this couple as they start a new relationship together.
CONTEST: For this special occasion, lets do a giveaway. I'll do a book from my backlist and a 5GC from Amazon to a lucky commenter. Good luck and check out my latest book below.
Kajika Fortier loves his job, the attention he gets from onlookers, and Frankie Choteau. However, his new partner’s jealousy, mood swings, and over protectiveness drives Kajika to the brink but at the same time, excites him to no end.
To complicate things further, a murderer is on the loose looking for blood. All three of the killer’s victims are strippers which not only makes Frankie nervous about Kajika’s safety but leaves him questioning his love for being a homicide detective. Coupled with the stresses of cold cases as well as some fellow officers shunning him for coming out, Frankie is having second thoughts about staying in New Orleans. Despite the encouragement from Vance, Kenina, and Orrin as well as new chief Quinn Murray, Frankie is wondering if his life’s passion really is to catch the killers.
Will the new couple survive these new issues that impede their nearly perfect union? Or will the relationship fail, thus leaving Kajika alone and a target for New Orleans latest serial killer? Detective Choteau and Kajika’s commitment to one another is being tested in more ways than one and they only have one another to lean on.
Kajika stepped out of the tub, grabbing
the towel nearby to dry off. He’d been looking forward to spending the night
and the early part of the day with his man, but duty called, causing Frankie to
run out the door without saying anything more than ‘I’m gone’ and ‘I love you’.
Damn
job.
Sometimes Kajika wished Frankie worked a
nine to five instead of the dreaded detective position he held at the police
station. They hadn’t had much time with the workload being so large due to shortage
of staff, and it affected their relationship more than Kajika would’ve liked. At
first he thought he could handle it; the excitement of his hot homicide
detective out in the streets solving murders. Such a dangerous career but with
it came nice money and accolades. Although Kajika was scared to death of blood
and dead bodies, he loved hearing about some of Frankie’s cases, including the
more intriguing ones that had yet to be solved. Tonight though, he would’ve
traded all that in for his Frankie to be by his side.
In
bed with me, where he should be.
Kajika finished wiping down and wrapped
himself in his terry cloth robe to get ready for bed. He’d thought about
staying up and watching some television, hoping that Frankie might return
sooner than later, but he knew the truth. When called in, detectives don’t make
it back home within a couple of hours. More like a few hours, or even half the
day, would pass before he’d see his man again. As long as he came home safe,
Kajika would deal with the amount of hours he spent away from their warm bed in
Kenner, Louisiana.
On the way to the bedroom, Kajika
wrapped his hair in the towel, drying his long strands. He glanced at the clock
on the wall and grimaced when he noticed the big and small hand hovering over the
two.
“Shit. Now I know I won’t see you until
breakfast.” Kajika clicked his teeth and stomped on the trail of rose petals,
angered by their night being interrupted. He pushed their bedroom door closed
and leaned against the wood. “Damnit. We haven’t done a whole lot other than
late night cuddling, quickies in the bathroom or on the kitchen floor. I need
more than that, Frankie…I need−”
A long buzz sounded from the dresser,
and Kajika moved quickly to see who was calling.
Frankie.
Frankie, or at least Kajika hoped it was,
calling him with the news he’d be returning home sooner than expected. Although
farfetched, Kajika could still wish his husband to be back early. He gulped
hard and said a little prayer before clicking the connect button. “Hello?”
Silence then a sigh. “Babe, it’s me… I…
I got some real bad news to tell you, sweetheart, but I’d rather you hear it
from me as opposed to anyone else.”
Kajika released a deep breath and
shrugged. “Are you okay, love? Something bothering−”
“Naw, I’m good, boo, but−” Frankie
stopped a moment and blew hard through the phone.
Kajika plopped on the bed and crossed
his legs, wondering what the heck his man was talking about. Bad news? What could it possibly be? Kajika
nibbled on his bottom lip while he toyed with the frayed threads on his
housecoat. “What is it, lover?”
“Babe, the murder I got called in for
was…” Frankie ceased speaking again and sounded a little choked up about it.
Kajika held his breath and blinked twice
in succession. “Who Frankie? Come on, just spit it out, right…who…”
“Lana Miles, babe. Lana’s been strangled
to death.” Frankie spoke quickly to get the words out.
Kajika stared straight ahead, and his heart
caught in his chest. Oh my God!* * * *
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Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Winners of the ILIR Blogtour
Greetings
Last month we did the ILIR blogtour
I wanted to announce the winners who have already received their prizes
Vicki Rathbone won the grand prize which was the prize package including
1 ebook copy of ILIR
1 Coffee Mug
1 Starbucks Gift Card
Bag of Beads from New Orleans
1 N'awlins T Shirt
Jewelry Inspired by N'awlins Exotica
Booksmarks, Postcards, and pens from Sharita Lira/Muses
Also, my other winner is
Shorty Chelle
who won ILIR and ILEP and a 15GC from ARe
Thanks to all who participated
No worries I will be doing another huge giveaway fairly soon!
Saturday, March 15, 2014
I Love it Rough Blogtour
Thanks to Dakota Trace for the beautiful banner
The ILIR blogtour is all set!
Here are the dates
Blog stops for the I Love It Rough Tour
2/23 The Rainbow Studio
2/25 Lily
Velden
2/26 Its
Raining Men
3/2 SweetNSexyDivas
3/4 Raine O’ Tierney
3/8 JC Wallace
3/9 Chris T Kat
3/10 LM
Brown
3/11 Rob Colton
3/12 Shira
Anthony
3/15 QueerTown
Abbey
There will also be a contest and I'm using Rafflecopter
The prizes are
1 ebook copy of ILIR
1 Coffee Mug
1 Starbucks Gift Card
Bag of Beads from New Orleans
1 All Romance Gift Card
1 N'awlins T Shirt
Jewelry Inspired by N'awlins Exotica
Booksmarks, Postcards, and pens from Sharita Lira/Muses
Make sure to follow the tour for more chances to win.
Thanks to all the wonderful bloggers/authors who are hosting me for this tour!
Friday, March 7, 2014
4 Star review for Mon Frere, My True Love
4 star review from MM Good Book reviews.
Very stoked about the twins getting so much attention
http://mmgoodbookreviews.wordpress.com/2014/03/06/mon-frere-my-true-love-by-michael-mandrake
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Great review of I Like Em Pretty
Great review of ILEP from
MM Good Book Reviews
http://mmgoodbookreviews.wordpress.com/2014/03/04/i-like-em-pretty-by-michael-mandrake/
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
First Review for I Love it Rough
I'm very excited to show off the first review of I Love it Rough
Please read it here
http://headouttheoven.blogspot.com/2014/02/review-i-love-it-rough-by-michael.html
Monday, February 24, 2014
Frankie Choteau Character Interview
Blogtour stop number three is at the Wednesday Briefs site
http://wedbriefsfic.com/2014/02/24/i-love-it-rough-blogtour-stop-3-michael-mandrake/
Today I'm interviewing Frankie Choteau
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Blog Tour for I Love it Rough is SET, winner for the Power of Love Bloghop
My LONG blog tour will run 2/24-3/15
Thanks to all the gracious authors/bloggers that were willing to host me
I'll be doing a giveaway similar to the I Like Em Pretty Giveaway I did last year
So the prize pack will look something like this
I'll be adding a few things like more swag but that's the basic idea.
I have the dates and I'll be posting the blogtour itself tomorrow
* * * *
Now for the winner of the Power of Love Bloghop!
Susan is my winner!
*throws confetti*
She wins the series. All four books and 10 ARe bucks!
Congrats to her.
Monday, February 17, 2014
RELEASE DAY - I Love it Rough N'awlins Exotica Book Two
Happy release day to me
I Love it Rough is now available
Here are the links
Also, take advantage of the reduced price of I Like Em Pretty today through Sunday
Thanks to Sara York for the cover, Elicia Stoll for awesome editing and
Adriana, Eloreen, and Petronella for being very helpful betas!
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Sale for Valentine's Day Weekend!
Looking for some hot twin love?
At ARe, the twins are free for the weekend until Sunday!
So, if you want to read the story of Ryland and Ryder, they're up for free download for 3 days only
Here is buylink!
Also, I Like Em Pretty is on sale for 50% off!
Go grab them while you can. Only on sale until Sunday night!
Monday, February 10, 2014
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Saturday Sips - Mon Frere: Facing Our Fears
Unedited Excerpt
Together
we stand, together we fall. I am your brother always and forever.
Ryland tucked the card on the side of
the bouquet he’d handpicked for their birthday dinner’s adornment and set it in
the center of the table. He inhaled them one last time, enjoying the aroma of
freshly cut, red roses. Now more than ever he enjoyed just the simple pleasure
in life, especially with Dale Mooney at his side. If only his brother would
come around and take pleasure in life as he did.
“Ah, Ryder.” He fluffed out the flowers
some more. “I love you more than life itself. Why not enjoy our man as I have
asked?” Ryland took one more whiff and headed for the kitchen to find his human
lover who was busily preparing food for himself. “Mhmm, Dale what are you
cooking my love? Smells scrumptious.” And it did, despite the fact Ryland had
no need to consume anything mortals ate. Ryland sauntered into the next room,
sliding behind his lover, wrapping his arms around his waist.
“Ohh shi−” Dale flinched at the touch
and laughed, turning his head slightly to the side. He met Ryland’s gaze. “Baby
you gotta cut that out, huh? I’m real ticklish I tell ya. At least wait until I
get away from the oven.”
Dale’s southern accent warmed Ryland’s
cold heart. Gently, he planted a kiss on Dale’s right shoulder. “I’ll do more than just tickle you, lover. That
is a guarantee.”
“Mhmm, and I love when you do, sugah.
Just broiling some fish, babe with a little Cajun rice and veggies. Nothing too
much but, I gotta stay healthy so I can give you all the blood you need.”
Ryland cocked an eyebrow, laying his
head on the back of Dale’s neck. He sucked in a breath, enjoying Dale’s manly
scent. Ryland winced, feeling his cock tent in his trousers and immediately, he
stepped back, cursing under his breath about his desires. As much as he wanted
to take his lover up on the offer he wasn’t sure he could control himself.
What
if I turn him before his ready?
Ryland couldn’t bear to think of the
consequences. The last thing he wanted was to take a chance on losing Dale
again.
“Ry?” Dale spun around and threw the
mitts on the neighboring side counter. His wild blue eyes peered into Ryland. “What’s
wrong babe? I was feeling good with your cold body against my back, you know?”
Dale flashed a smirky smile and held out his hands. “Come on back, babe. Wanna
feel ya against me some more.”
Ryland returned the grin but didn’t move.
“What am I your personal air cooling unit?” He chuckled and folded his arms
over his chest. “I knew you only wanted me for that, I just knew it,” he
chided. “And your own bodyguard so no one will hurt or rob you.”
Dale laughed and ran his slim fingers
through his brown locks. “Ah shut it, Ry. You know I want you for way more than that. And like I said, you
need me too so you won’t go killing folks as much anymore.”
Ryland’s smile once again faded and he
nibbled on his bottom lip until it hurt. He loved that Dale was concerned about
him but it still didn’t quell his fear of turning him too soon. “Sweetheart, I
know what you said about me feeding on you but, I…I’m not sure I can control
that yet. I might turn you…”
“So?” Dale stepped closer and cradled
Ryland in his arms, planting a light kiss on Ryland’s lips. “I want that babe.
We been seeing one another like three months now, going on four. I mean, don’t
you want me to be your eternal lover? No doubt, I wanna be yours.” Dale stroked
Ryland’s hair, twirling the strays around his fingertips. “Don’t tell me you’re
changing your mind.”
Ryland closed his eyes, loving the feel
of Dale’s hands in his hair and underneath his shirt, caressing his cold flesh.
“Of course not, lover. I just refuse to turn you before it’s time. I don’t want
it to be a situation where I need to or it is done in the heat of passion…at
least not without your consent.”
“But you have it, Ry.” Dale cut him off
with another kiss, forcing his tongue deep inside Ryland’s mouth. He shoved his
hands down the back of Ryland’s pants, tightly squeezing his buttocks.
“Mmph.” Ryland relaxed into Dale’s
embrace and grabbed onto his back through the denim shirt. His tongue tangled
with Dale’s, causing Ryland to become dizzy with lust. “You are my drug, you
know that? I cannot resist you even if I tried.”
“And why would you want to?” Dale
squeezed Ryland’s sides and moved his hands from inside Ryland’s pants.
“Besides, I feel the same about you, babe. And by the way, when am I moving in?
I mean, I love my older brother but he’s starting to wear on my nerves lately,
my man.”
Ryland wrapped his arms around Dale’s
neck and leaned his forehead against Dale’s. “Soon. I need to make sure Ryder
is perfectly okay with you taking residence here and that it is safe to do so.
We have something to take care of first.”
Dale stepped back and cocked an eyebrow.
“What sugar? Damn man, why don’t you just tell me, hmm? I mean, I’m fully aware
of just about every damn thing about you so tell me about the danger Ryder was
talking about.”
Ryland sighed and moved away from Dale
once again. Immediately he felt the loss of Dale’s warm body. “Lover, I want to
be open with you but, I feel I need to keep this part secret. I don’t want you
walking around, scared or cause you to run away.”
Dale caught Ryland’s hand and pulled him
in. “Babe, I told ya, nothing’s gonna make me run again, you hear? Now,
whatever is wrong we’re gonna fight it together, all three of us. And as far as
that brother of yours, he just needs to spend more time with us that’s all. I
mean, when we all made love together, I swear…” Dale smiled wickedly and
gripped Ryland’s sides. “I ain’t never seen or felt anything like that in my
life. I’m looking forward to being with both of you even though, in reality
you’re all I need.”
Ryland nodded and allowed himself to
fall in Dale’s clutches once again. He desperately wished there was a way to tell
Dale about the soul sucker demon running around, waiting to strike them down at
any moment but there was some things his mortal didn’t need to know.
And how did Dale know about any danger
unless he overheard them talking about it or if Ryder mentioned something to
him?
Despite Dale’s advances and sweet talk,
Ryland wouldn’t give in or hand Dale any keys to the mansion just yet until the
demon had been slayed.
He would never forgive himself if he
lost Dale because of his need to turn him or the soul sucker’s desire to defeat
him and his brother.
Hope you enjoyed. I'm anxiously awaiting the cover art and in the meantime its going to the betas. Look for it towards the end of February.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Saturday Sips - Mon Frere: Facing Our Fears
Here's a sample
Together
we stand, together we fall. I am your brother always and forever.
Ryland tucked the card on the side of the
bouquet he’d handpicked for their birthday dinner’s adornment and set it in the
center of the table. He inhaled them one last time, enjoying the aroma of
freshly cut, red roses. Now more than ever he enjoyed just the simple pleasure
in life, especially with Dale Mooney at his side. If only his brother would
come around and take pleasure in life as he did.
“Ah, Ryder.” He fluffed out the flowers
some more. “I love you more than life itself. Why not enjoy our man as I have
asked?” Ryland took one more whiff and headed for the kitchen to find his human
lover who was busily preparing food for himself. “Mhmm, Dale what are you
cooking my love? Smells scrumptious.” And it did, despite the fact Ryland had
no need to consume anything mortals ate. Ryland sauntered into the next room,
sliding behind his lover, wrapping his arms around his waist.
“Ohh shi−” Dale flinched at the touch
and laughed, slightly turning his head to the side to meet Ryland’s gaze. “Baby
you gotta cut that out, huh? I’m real ticklish I tell ya. At least wait until I
get away from the oven.”
Dale’s southern accent warmed Ryland’s
cold heart. Gently, he planted a kiss on Dale’s right shoulder. “I’ll do more than just tickle you, lover. That
is a guarantee.”
“Mhmm, and I love when you do, sugah.
Just broilin’ some fish, babe with a lil’ Cajun rice and veggies. Nothin too
much but, I gotta stay healthy so I can give ya’ all the blood you need.”
Ryland cocked an eyebrow, laying his
head on the back of Dale’s neck. He sucked in a breath, enjoying Dale’s manly
scent. Ryland winced, feeling his cock tent in his trousers and immediately, he
stepped back, cursing under his breath about his desires. As much as he wanted
to take his lover up on the offer he wasn’t sure he could control himself.
What
if I turn him before his ready?
Ryland couldn’t bear to think of the
consequences. The last thing he wanted was to take a chance on losing Dale
again.
Hope you enjoyed. Remember you can get the full series at ARe and Smashwords
Sunday, December 22, 2013
10 Days of Xmas Day Eight - Michael Mandrake
Day Eight
Wow, this contest has gone fast!
Okay, here is the question:
Name the place Kajika and Frankie visit for their vacation in the book I Like Em Pretty
It's a toughie.
If you read it, you know it.
The right answer gets a gift from N'awlins Exotica and a copy of Magic Mike, Kajika's fave movie!
* * * *
Here's a sneak peak at I Love it Rough
Frankie Choteau changed the bed sheets
from the crimson red to the black satin, ready for his man to come home.
Because of his partner Kenina Porter’s absence, he’d been working seventy-five
to eighty hours a week, attempting to get leads on various cases including the Laboy
Family murders and the kidnapping and subsequent killing of his best friend’s
little girl with very little leads. But now with Kenina back in the fold,
Frankie was finally able to get a night off to spend some time with his
boyfriend Kajika Fortier before he got back to the grind late tomorrow night.
As much as he loved being homicide detective, he loved Kajika a lot more.
To prepare for this special evening,
Frankie made sure he’d scrubbed the house top to bottom, leaving trails of rose
petals from the bedroom to the master bath for them to enjoy together once he
returned. He’d lit scented candles in around the house and set the station on
his sound system to old R&B music they both loved to listen to. And since
Kajika wouldn’t be off until after midnight, Frankie didn’t fix an elaborate
dinner, knowing Kajika would only want something small to nibble on. So he
prepared a tray of fruits, vegetables, along with slices of turkey and cheese
to feed him. The more elaborate meal would be tomorrow right before he went
into work for them to enjoy their first full night at home in weeks. Yeah,
Frankie had been waiting patiently for this little time off to occur especially
since he hadn’t had any in almost a month and a half.
Kajika worried about this too, citing
how many nights they missed one another due to their hectic schedules but
Frankie reminded him, it was all part of being the boyfriend of a cop. Of
course, if Frankie had his way, he’d be off every other night to spend time
with his man but in a crime hotbed like New Orleans, the authorities didn’t
have that luxury. Just about every precinct was in the same boat being
overloaded with mostly homicide and narcotics cases. The workload didn’t slow
down for anyone, especially not precinct nineteen.
“Baby, I can’t wait to show you…”
Frankie sung to the tune while he fluffed the new throw pillows. He’d become
more of a neat freak with Kajika around, seemingly just as concerned with the
details and décor as he was. He’d never cared if anything was fluffed or
spotless after momma died. If she were still alive she’d be proud of how much
Kajika had changed him.
“Babe? Frankie?” Kajika’s voice snapped
him out of his haze and he rushed to the living room to greet his man. The
moment Frankie met the brown gaze of his husband to be, his breath caught in
his chest. He sure loved to look at the beautiful man Kajika Fortier had always
been.
“Hey sugah.” Frankie grabbed his arms
and brought him in for a passionate kiss on the lips. Just that sent a stir to
his groin he knew he’d need to take care of immediately. “How was work?”
Kajika reciprocated the embrace. “Long.”
He dropped his bag and kicked it over in front of the closet. “I danced for
almost forty minutes. Lana didn’t show up at the club tonight. I tried calling
her but she didn’t pick up. I really wanted to stop by but, not without
someone. I recall you telling me about the rash of assaults in her
neighborhood.”
Frankie nodded and massaged his man’s
shoulders. “I’m glad you didn’t go by there alone, babe. Perhaps we’ll go check
on her tomorrow after our early
dinner? Perhaps she was sick or something or her phone ran out of juice.”
Kajika agreed and wrapped his arms
around Frankie’s waist. “I suppose.” Kajika’s worried expression instantly
transformed to a smile. “So my man, what did you do all day besides call and
get me in trouble with everyone?”
“Who me?” Frankie pointed to himself and
his eyes widened in surprise. “Nah, them girls just jealous, that’s all,
especially Naomi. I don’t know what’s taking Orrin so long to ask her out on a
formal date.”
“Me neither.” Kajika clicked his teeth
and leaned forward, taking a small bit of Frankie’s bottom lip in between his
own. “I mean, they looked like they’d hit it off real well when we all got
together at the club weeks ago. She said they talk on the phone almost every
weekend but Orrin gets so busy at the station…”
Frankie groaned and reached around his
lover’s body, clenching his buttocks tightly between his fingers. Surges of
energy instantly shot to his groin and his nipples in response to Kajika’s affections.
“Yeah well, I know all about that. Still, he’s had a chance or two to just grab
a bite with her or even a drink. Perhaps now that Kenie’s back he can try
asking her out, then.”
“Hopefully so. My girl needs some dick
so she’ll stop snapping on me.” Kajika laughed, moving forward into Frankie’s
touches. He traced the lines of his face as well as his newly trimmed mustache
and beard. “Well, enough about them. What’s on the agenda for our first night
alone in a while, hmm? I’m not real hungry…for food, anyway. We had a quickie
in the shower this morning−”
“Which ain’t enough, lover.” Frankie
gripped Kajika’s ass and lifted him from the floor, licking his lips like a
tasty treat. He flashed a wicked grin. “I’m ready to go all night if we have
to, sweetheart. I been resting up for you all damn day.”
Kajika chuckled like a hyena and shifted,
wrapping his legs around Frankie’s waist. “Then show me, babe. I’m not too
tired to get it on into the wee hours, Frankie.” Kajika caressed Frankie’s lips
with his fingertips, pushing one into his mouth.
Frankie hungrily accepted, taking
Kajika’s entire finger in, sucking it to the knuckle. “With pleasure…”
Before Frankie could finish his
sentence, his phone buzzed in his pocket, disturbing him from further thought.
Frankie grimaced but continued to hold
onto Kajika. “Damn! I knew I should’ve switched this fucking thing off!”
“Ugh!” Kajika forced himself out of
Frankie’s grip and frowned, petulantly crossing his arms over his chest.
“Should I go to the bedroom and wait for you or expect to be eating a late
night snack alone watching I Love Lucy
re-runs.”
Frankie glanced at the screen and held
his finger up to say wait.
Of course the station was calling to
interrupt his special moment. “Hello?”
“Frankie, Kenie here. I need you in here
now, man. Orrin and Vance are on another case and I need backup. There’s been a
murder near Louis Three again.”
Frankie cursed silently and shook his
head.
“Ergh!” Kajika stomped out the room, not
bothering to look back.
“Seriously? Goddamnit, I…” Frankie ran
his hand over his head, thinking of an excuse not to go in. “Damn Kenie, I was
trying to enjoy my night off and low and behold we gotta case on your first
night back.”
Frankie could hear her grin through the
phone. “Yeah, just your dumb luck, huh beloved. C’mon, boy, don’t make me come
and get you, right? I’m sorry I might be spoiling the evening with your pretty
boy lovah but−”
Frankie rolled his eyes and sighed,
knowing his man would be very upset. “No you’re really not, but whatever. What’s the address?”
“Thirty Seven Seventeen Orleans is the
address… we’ll−”
Frankie’s eyes bulged and his heart
stopped.
Could
it be? Oh hell!
“Kenie, you said a
murder at that address?”
Kenina cleared her throat. “Yes sir, can
we…”
“I’ll see you in about twenty.”
Frankie’s heart sped up, not knowing what the heck to say to his man who was
already upset about their plans being interrupted. Just how the hell would he
say that his fellow dancer might be a victim of murder?
Thursday, December 19, 2013
10 Days of Xmas Day Five - Michael Mandrake
Morning
So Day Five is mine
The winner will receive an ebook from our backlist and swag from N'awlins Exotica
The question is: Two characters of mine share the same profession. Name that profession and the characters.
That's a toughie and no multiple choice for you. I'll give you a hint. One of the twins from Mon Frere is one of them, but what does he do?
Good luck on that one!
Ryland and Ryder Durand’s loving relationship is in danger of being severed.
Ryland, the mild mannered twin, has feelings for a human by the name of Dale Mooney, an unemployed singer who needs to start making money to support his terminally ill mother. Though Ryder is upset about Ryland’s thoughts to have a third, he plays along in hopes the human won’t want to be involved with the two vamps, leaving them alone as he wants.
However, Ryland’s fierce desire for Wade stands in the way of Ryder’s plan, driving both into fits of rage that ends up in drag out fights. Not to mention, another vampire lurks in the shadows to catch them off guard and kill them for his own revenge. These issues threaten to drive the twins apart and break the commitment they’ve consummated in such a short period of time. Can their love survive the tension of another lover and a demon stalking them?
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