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Tuesday, July 28, 2015

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Author Name: Felice Stevens

Book Name: Beyond the Surface

Release Date: August 17, 2015

Blurb: On 9/11 firefighter Nick Fletcher’s world changed forever. He's unable to rid himself of survivor’s guilt made worse by the secret he hides from his family and co-workers. Nick's life is centered around helping burn victims until he is reunited with the man he’d once loved but pushed away. Now he has a second chance at a love he thought lost forever.

For fashion designer Julian Cornell appearances mean everything. His love affairs are strictly casual
and the only thing he cares about is making his clothing line a success. A chance encounter with the man he loved long ago has Julian thinking for the first time in years there may be more to life than being seen at the best parties and what designer labels to wear.

When Julian’s world takes an unexpected turn it's Nick who helps him regain perspective on what matters most in life. Julian in turn helps Nick accept who he is and understand he isn’t responsible for tragedies he couldn't prevent. Lost love found can be even sweeter the second time around and after all the years apart both men learn to look beyond the surface to find the men they are inside.


Pages or Words: Approximately 78,000 words

Categories: Contemporary, M/M Romance

Excerpt:

Julian was in the kitchen, sitting on one of the stools by the counter. He had a glass in front of him filled with what Nick presumed was vodka, having spied the Grey Goose bottle.

"Would you like a drink? I have beer, wine…anything you’d like.”

Nick shook his head, regret piercing his heart as he watched the hope drain from Julian’s eyes.

“I don’t think so. I’m going to head home. I want you to know how much I appreciate what you did for Jamal tonight.”

Julian stood abruptly, kicking the stool away from his feet.

“Don’t treat me like I’m some fucking stranger, Nicky. You owe me. It’s been eighteen years; you think I’m going to let you walk out on me again like you did before? After what just happened between us? After you fell apart? No fucking way. I’m not that same person and neither are you, obviously.”

Taken aback by Julian’s anger, Nick remained mute.

“What the hell is going on with you? One minute you’re tongue fucking me into the next century and the next you’re freaking out. I know I’m a damn good kisser, but this isn’t about us, is it? It has nothing to do with our past and everything to do with you and the shit that’s floating around in your head.”

Julian stepped closer to him and Nick, who normally couldn’t stand people near him, was rooted to the floor, unable to move.

“Talk to me, Nicky. Tell me what happened to you.”

He was so tired of holding himself together, feeling like at any moment he’d shatter into a million tiny pieces, leaving nothing behind but a pile of dust.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

The words poured out of him, flowing unchecked this time. “It should’ve been me. We all went to the Towers to save them. It was my day off, but I went anyway. I heard and couldn’t stay home; I had a duty to help, you know? But I lived and they all died. Why, Julian? Why did I live and they didn’t?”

“Oh, Nick.” Julian held him close. “I don’t have the answers for you. No one does. But I’m going to be completely selfish and say I’m so thankful you did make it and we’re here together after all these years.”

Unflinching green eyes gazed back at him. Clever, beautiful eyes that Nick could never stop dreaming of. Eyes that at one time had held the promise of forever, until Nick ruined everything with his cowardice and shame. Unable to maintain Julian’s scrutiny, Nick broke away and ran to the elevator, his chest heaving, eyes stinging with tears.

“Let me out. I need to leave here. NOW.”



About the author:

I have always been a romantic at heart. I believe that while life is tough, there is always a happy ending just around the corner. I started reading traditional historical romances when I was a teenager, then life and law school got in the way. It wasn’t until I picked up a copy of Bertrice Small and became swept away to Queen Elizabeth’s court that my interest in romance novels became renewed.

But somewhere along the way, my tastes shifted. While I still enjoys a juicy Historical romance, I began experimenting with newer, more cutting edge genres and discovered the world of Male/Male romance. Once I picked up her first, I became so enamored of the authors, the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion of the books, I knew I wanted to write my own.

I live in New York City with my husband and two children and hopefully soon a cat of my own. My day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. I practice law but daydream of a time when I can sit by a beach somewhere and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.



Where to find the author:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/felice.stevens.1

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/felicestevensauthor?ref=hl

Twitter: @Felicestevens1

Pinterest: www.pinterest/felicestevens

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25529001-beyond-the-surface

Publisher: Felice Stevens

Cover Artist: Reese Dante



Tour Dates & Stops: July 28, 2015

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Sunday, July 26, 2015

25 - Redemption - A time to plant, a time to reap




The sex was down and dirty—and ended too soon as far as Zane was concerned. They'd screwed each other into oblivion, slept briefly, and then Monty had gotten up and dressed. Before he left he promised to call soon.

"Sure you will," Zane had muttered, somewhat disgruntled with the situation for reasons he couldn't quite put a finger on.

He fell back into restless sleep, his dreams bouncing between replaying what had admittedly been a pretty fantastic bout of sex, and visions of Monty fucking Grant and then strangling him, all the while looking at Zane, saying 'See, no reason to be jealous'. After the second time that particular dream played out, Zane shot up, wide awake.

"That's sick," he admonished himself, shivering, wondering if he meant his apparent jealousy, or the fact that in his dream his mind had cast Monty in the role of a killer---which was ridiculous. The Monty he was just getting to know was a nice man, he thought. Perhaps a bit rough in bed but certainly not vicious, not killer material. "Get a grip," he growled under his breath. Then, glancing at the clock, he added, "And get up and ready for work."

* * * *

Damn and double damn. Monty slipped out of the offices of Turner and Turner, making certain to reset the alarm. He'd been certain he'd find the address of his target somewhere in the investigators' files. It had been obvious to him last night that Zane had known the young man, as much as he'd tried to hide that fact.

He scrubbed a hand over his tired eyes in frustration. The target was hiding somewhere in the city, and Zane knew where, but getting that information out of him might prove impossible. That made him wonder why the Turners hadn't notified Williams as to the man's whereabouts.

Maybe I should just put my cards on the table with Zane. Tell him I was hired by the kid's—mother to find him. He'll be pissed, but if he thinks we're in the same business he might be willing to give me the info I need.  

With that idea in mind, Monty headed home. He needed sleep before he called Zane and set up another 'date' with the man.

* * * *

Grant fell into bed, but not to sleep. Seeing Monty at the club, and with Zane, had shaken him badly. What if Williams had contacted Monty? Grant had to figure Williams would have put out feelers to everyone that he'd had known in the city, just in case. And if he had, and Monty said something to Zane, and—Damned good thing I didn't give Zane my real address. He stared up at the ceiling. But I can't go back to his office again. Not now. So I guess I'll find someone else to help me.