In the Eye of the Wind – a May-December – Fantasy – Gay Romance Novel by Katherine Wyvern

Please join me in welcoming Katherine Wyvern, a fellow author in the M/M genre.

All authors have their own reasons for writing a book. What are yours?

I live with my head in the clouds half the time (no, who am I kidding? ALL the time), dreaming up stories and people… And I like to make things, create beautiful objects. A story is a beautiful object crafted from words. I just love to do that.

What would you like readers to take away from your story? Does it contain a message? 

Wind is really a fun story. It has very dark moments, but it was mostly an escape from more serious topics into a fantasy world of action and magic. But I did couch a critic of homophobic behaviors in it, and a plea for tolerance.

Where did you find your inspiration for the story? Was it a person, a current event, something you witnessed, or something else?

Oh, this is really funny! Last summer I was drawing a sketch of a pale blond elf and I messed up his left eye so badly that I was going to throw the whole thing away. In a moment of exasperation I blacked out the offending eye, and BAM! This incredibly beautiful, sexy elf-pirate was there in front of me. I was blown over. I began writing his story the next day. I had no idea where I was going with it, not the faintest hint of a plot, nothing. It was crazy and a lot of fun.

Did you face any obstacles or challenges while writing the story and if so, what were they?

Not really. It was a beautiful adventure to write this, and it had a magic all of its own. The main challenge came at editing time, because as it is often the case with my heroes, Rikko’ was a very quiet, introverted character who had a lot of trouble declaring his love. My editor is always at loggerheads with my heroes about this, nagging them into being more outspoken. It can be difficult to make it happen out of the blue however, and it requires a lot of careful fine-tuning in the hero’s characterization to make it believable without utterly destroying his individual personality.W

How much emphasis do you put on supporting characters to move the plot of your stories along? Have any of your supporting characters ever gotten their own story?

It depends from book to book, but in general I love to have vivid characters in the background to bring the story to life, and yes, sometimes they end up having their own story. Queen Amata, the Queen in this book, as a very minor character in Spellbreakers (Evernight Publishing, 2014). She is not the main character here, but she plays a crucial role. 

Do you write in other genres and if so, what are they? What genres would you like to try that you haven’t already?

I write sci/fi, fantasy and contemporary, and my most recent book (which is coming soon) is an historical fiction. I had thought about trying my hand at a paranormal story, but I don’t seem able to make any headway with it.

What or who influences your writing?

My favorite authors, Antonia S. Byatt, Patrick O’Brian and Tolkien all have an influence on my prose and themes. In this particular book O’Brian’s influence is really obvious, seeing how much ship-action is going on in the story! 

What is your writing process? Are you a patnser or a plotter, or a little of both?

Absolute pantser. I follow my emotional urge to write a certain scene, very much at random, often skipping back and forth into the story. Eventually all the scenes begin to form a pattern and I get to craft the necessary connections.

What are your three favorite books by other authors and why? You don’t have to limit this to three. (I know I can’t.)

Possession and The Children Books by Antonia Byatt. The Lord of the Rings. H.M.S. Surprise (if I have to pick ONE O’Brian book!).

What do you do in your down time to feed your soul?

Create, always, whether it’s writing or painting, or crafting. If I am too tired for any of this, I make digital pictures. It’s my comfort-food equivalent.

What’s next on your literary horizon?

There is this very strange sci/fi story I began tinkering with last year. It’s got time travel in it, and a rather heartbreaking twist on the idea of fated mates. But I haven’t really figured out the romance yet, since one of the characters is still unclear to me.W

Blurb:

Born in the northern wastes of Kaleva in the middle of a devastating war between light and darkness, Rikko’ has found his way south to the warm shores of the Circled Sea, the first elver to ever turn pirate.

Forbidden by the rules of the Andalouan court to pursue such an ungentlemanly career, Gael can only dream of ever becoming a doctor, and his medical studies remain unfinished until his aunt the Queen sends him on a covert mission to the pirate city of Beyas’kahl.

And here, after one night with Rikko’, all his loyalties are put to the test.

Queen Amata has reigned for three decades, and she always used her men cunningly. But even the best player can miscalculate, and her blunder places Gael first in slavery, then in a naval battle, and finally, worst of all, face to face with Rikko’s darkest and deadliest side.

From such darkness, is there any coming back? Is there any hope of love for Gael, or redemption for Rikko’?

Excerpt:

“Come, Puna, sweetie,” he said, plucking the lemur off Gael’s shoulder with one hand. He placed her on his chest of drawers, on a pile of freshly laundered clothes, her favorite bedding in the world, after himself. She grumbled a little but soon settled down. “And as for you, my boy, you come here to me,” he whispered, drawing Gael to the edge of his bed, where they both tumbled down together, kissing. 

Gael was still frantically pecking at him, with those tight-lipped clueless kisses that drove Rikko’ to distraction. He let himself be kissed like that for some minutes—it was so ridiculously lovable.

Ah, it is a pity to teach him anything, he thought. I wish I could keep him like this forever. He knows nothing, except that he has this need… 

But you can’t have your cake and eat it, I suppose.

“Wait, sweet, wait,” he whispered finally, and laid Gael on his back, pinning his body down with his folded leg as he lay beside him, and took his cheek in his palm. He put his mouth to Gael’s mouth, and gently, slowly, savoring every minute instant of it, he ran the tip of his tongue along the seam of those tightly closed lips, lightly at first, then harder, until the lips finally parted, like two halves of a plum, and Gael gasped in surprise and then lust. His body arched in desire when Rikko’s tongue met his, and he groaned with hunger, welcoming the new intimacy of that tongue-to-tongue kiss with an adoring fierceness that had Rikko’ near to tears with emotion. He groaned again, hugging Rikko’ closer, sinking his fingers in his hair, touching his face and neck and ears, pursuing his mouth when Rikko’ pulled back to breathe, licking Rikko’s lips. 

Rikko’ had never met any grown man (Gael was young, sure, but not a child—Rikko’ despised child lovers, and never, ever went close to the little creatures himself) both so inexperienced, so shy, and yet so wholeheartedly passionate. It was enchanting, and utterly enflaming. He laughed softly and pulled back from the kisses. This was just too much. He could not wait any longer. He needed to touch this boy properly all over; he had to have his cock in his mouth, and maybe, if Gael was so inclined, inside that beautiful, taut little butt.

“Too many clothes,” he said, in Gael’s ear. He kicked off his flip-flops, and realized, with a bit of a shock, that he was still wearing his dagger, stuck in his sash, and his sword belt. He had forgotten all about them. He crossed the room to lay both weapons on his chest of drawers and untied his sash, and felt Gael’s hands on his hips.

“C—can I? Sir? Please?” whispered the boy, and Rikko’ smiled as Gael, with almost religious awe, unwound the length of silk from around his waist and hips and let it fall to the floor around his feet.

Rikko’ stepped out of the puddled folds and murmured, “You too.” 

He finished undressing in a few seconds. He never wore a lot. It just got in the way.

Gael took off his clothes, and Rikko’ watched him from the bed, waiting. Under those strangely unattractive breeches and shirt, he was every bit as delicious as Rikko’ had always known he would be, not particularly muscular, but sleek and quick, and just a little awkward, like a young animal, full-grown but still uncertain of his body.

Rikko’ pulled him close, pressing that lithe soft form against his own, and their cocks met halfway, both hard and quite ready, so that they had to be pulled up against their bellies for them to embrace. Rikko’ smiled and palmed Gael’s butt, and kissed him, deep and long, and then put a hand between them and took the boy’s member in his fingers just for a bit of a feel, a bit of foreplay. 

He tugged at the lovely taut cock once.

Gael gave a sort of astonished yelp, tensed all over, and then moaned wildly against Rikko’s shoulder, oh, oh, ooh, and suddenly Rikko’ found himself awash in hot, splashing, dripping jets of sperm, all down his belly, lap, and leg, a veritable, goddamn, bleeding flood of it.

He let go, dumbfounded, and then burst into laughter.

“Wh—well, I’ll be … what the…” he began, but, really, he could only laugh. I just barely touched him! 

“Damn it, doctor, our ship sprung a leak,” he said finally, still laughing. “I’m drowned!”

“Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods,” said Gael, absolutely frantic, “oh gods, sir, I am so sorry!” He jumped out of bed, fumbling around. “I’ll find my handkerchief, sir, I’ll mop it up this minute…”

Rikko’ laughed even harder and stretched out to pull him back in bed.

“Stop that. Leave it. Leave it, damn it! It’s all right. I’m joking. It’s all right! It’s all good! Stuff’s good for the skin, it is known. Leave it.” He couldn’t stop laughing.

Visit In the Eye of the Wind’s web page with maps and an exclusive excerpt: http://meetingivory.wixsite.com/katherinewyvern/in-the-eye-of-the-wind h

Buy Links:

Amazon (you can also grab a free sample here): https://www.amazon.com/Eye-Wind-Katherine-Wyvern-ebook/dp/B07MWFND8Z/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=in+the+eye+of+the+wind+wyvern&qid=1547809523&sr=8-1-spell 

Evernight (sexy ecerpt): https://www.evernightpublishing.com/in-the-eye-of-the-wind-by-katherine-wyvern/ 

Social Media Links:

Katherine’s Blog: https://katherinewyvern.blogspot.fr/

Katherine’s Website: http://meetingivory.wixsite.com/katherinewyvern

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/katherinewyvern 

Twitter: https://twitter.com/KatherineWyvern

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I have Beth D. Carter visiting today with her new, adult, Ménage à trois (MFM, MMF) novel, The Song Bird

Please tell us a little about your new release (The Song Bird) without giving too much of a spoiler away.

It’s a historical ménage romance, set in San Francisco, a few years after the gold rush of 1849.  I was drawn to this time period after a vacation there. I bicycled over the Golden Gate Bridge, I took a boat to Alcatraz, and walked up and down the hills of Chinatown. San Francisco has such a rich history, full of excitement and violence, that this story practically jumped to life.

Did you plan out all the characters before you started the story or did they develop as you wrote?

My heroine, Avilon, demanded at the start to be a strong woman, atypical of the year she lives in.  She’s world savvy, yet manages to hold a last spark of innocence that draws in her two men,  Eli and Jason. As for writing the men, they developed over the course of writing the story.

What drew you to this time period?

Everyone knows of the San Francisco earthquake of 1906, but there’s a really dark side that many not know, and that’s what drew me.  After gold was discovered in Coloma in 1849 and California was annexed as a state, everything was thrown into chaos. People wanted to bring law and order, but the wildness didn’t want to leave just yet.

Blurb:

Avilon Chambert travels to the wild city of San Francisco to find her missing sister.  All she has is a letter explaining she’s in terrible trouble and that she’s been working as an upstairs girl in a club owned by two handsome men, Eli Masters and Jason Braddock.

When she arrives at the club, the only way she can get to talk to them is by auditioning for the singing position, and she captivates them by her beautiful operatic voice.  But the answers to her questions are vague and filled with holes, rousing her suspicions.

Her arrival at the club seems to set off a chain of events filled with danger.  As she searches further for her sister, she unleashes the wrath of a madman bent of revenge, threatening to destroy everything and everyone she’s come to love.

Excerpt:

“If you two love each other,” she finally said, licking her lips, “then show me.”

Confusion clouded their eyes. 

“What do you mean?” Eli asked.

“Kiss him,” she ordered and pointed to Jason. “Love him. Convince me the emotion is real.”

The bedroom was suddenly filled with heart-pounding tension. Eli’s body hardened, the muscle of his jaw tightening. Jason’s eyes narrowed as he regarded her warily.

“How far do you want us to take this?” Eli asked softly.

“If you want me to be comfortable with you, to trust you, then you need to trust me,” she answered equally as soft.

That must have been the right thing to say because in the next instant, Eli reached for Jason, sinking his big hand behind Jason’s neck to pull him into his body. Their lips met, crashing together in a bruising kiss.

Their bodies gravitated toward each other. She watched Eli grab Jason’s hips and pull him into his body. They were equal in height and stature, but Eli simply oozed dominance. Both men ground against each other as if they couldn’t get close enough.

Hands roamed over hard abs, seeking. Clothes started to shift. Layer by layer was discarded as the room became thick with passion. Avilon watched them. Her heart pounded, and her blood boiled. She felt her feminine folds become slick as their hands traced over sleek muscles and tempered strength. Eli’s cock jutted hard and proud from the smattering of dark hair that surrounded the base and traveled up to form a line that rode the center of his tight abdomen to furl across his chest. A heavy sac rested at the apex of his thighs, almost begging to be fondled.

Jason gently grasped Eli’s large cock, taking the clear fluid leaking from the tip to rub into the shaft before pumping his hand up and down. Then he replaced his hand with his mouth, holding on to Eli’s hips as the bigger man buried his hands in Jason’s hair to guide him up and down again and again.

Eli’s gaze met hers, holding her captive within its brilliant lightness. “Touch yourself,” he told her. 

“What?” she asked, startled.

“Touch yourself,” he repeated. “Use your fingers to rub your pussy, tease your clit. But watch us.”

Author Info:

I like writing about the very ordinary girl thrust into extraordinary circumstances, so my heroines will probably never be lawyers, doctors or corporate highrollers.  I try to write characters who aren’t cookie cutters and push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box.  I love writing characters who are real, complex and full of flaws, heroes and heroines who find redemption through love.  I love to hear from readers so I’ve made it really easy to find me on the web: 

Author Links:

https://twitter.com/BethDCarter
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https://www.instagram.com/bethdcarter/

http://bethdcarter.blogspot.com/

Amazon author pagehttp://www.amazon.com/BethD.Carter/e/B00EOTD1T0/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1385417145&sr=8-1

Where to Buy

https://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-song-bird-by-beth-d-carter/

Release Party with Prizes ~ Today!

I’ll be hosting a 30 minute slot between 6:30 PM – 7:00 PM this evening at a Release Party on Facebook today, hosted by my fellow author, JJ King. Come join us between 5:00 PM & 9:00 PM EST for discussions with the authors, games, and prizes!

[Whispers, “I’ll be giving away free copies of From Lightning to Love (available March 24, 2017 – my release date) during my time slot.]

I look forward to seeing you there!

Kory

The big reveal: From Lightning to Love release date ~ March 24, 2017

Blurb:

After a prolonged and painful recovery from PTSD following two tours as an army medic, Jason, a rugged, yet sensitive, gay, thirty-seven year old army Gulf War veteran has turned away from society. One day he bought a national lottery ticket on a whim and won, instantly making him a multimillionaire. He has lived in seclusion with his animals on a two hundred acre, secluded mountain estate in the northernmost Rocky Mountains for eleven years.

One morning, while checking his cabin for damage after a violent autumn storm, Jason discovers an unconscious young man hanging precariously from a torn parachute in a tree on his property. Unsure whether he is even alive, Jason cuts him down and relying on his prior medic training, brings him into his home to care for him. As a result of the storm Jason has lost his satellite dish and there are no roads for miles. Jason must now care for him alone.

While treating his injuries, Jason is conflicted by his attraction to the young man’s adonis-like muscular physique when he is forced to undress him during his examination. When Jason’s loins begin to surge, he struggles to contain his rising desires as he wrestles with the vivid, torrid images that flash before his eyes, but his kindness and concern for the young man prevail, and he buries his feelings deep inside. Later, while the young man is still unconscious, Jason begins to re-examine his broken bones as he bathes him and change his dressings. The young man begins to moan and develops an erection when Jason draws the soapy washcloth across his groin. Jason panics and has a flashback to his time in the service when he was wrongfully accused and tried for the sexual assault of a fellow soldier. Before he realizes it, Jason flees his cabin, leaving the delirious young man alone.

After pulling himself together, Jason returns and forces himself to continue his examination and care. In the ensuing hours, days, and weeks, Jason learns he is twenty-three year old Aaron, a closeted, professional quarterback who lost his lover in the plane accident that delivered him to Jason’s door and that he has a ravenous sexual appetite that he is unable to satisfy because of his injuries.

Will Jason relent and put aside his own fears in order to satisfy Aaron’s desires? After being alone for so long, will Jason give in to the lustful feelings he has for Aaron’s body that continue to smolder just beneath the surface of his friendly facade, or will he be able to keep his own desires buried deep enough and long enough to see Aaron return to society and the life and career he was ripped away from? Thrown together by fate, will Jason’s kindness and Aaron’s sense of debt develop into a deep, life-long friendship? Can it develop into something more? Dare they dream? Dare we?

Heat Level: 4 ~ Be advised M/M sex, rimming, toys

The Lightning Series

+18 Reader Only Excerpt:

When he looked over at Aaron, it was obvious that he’d been disturbed by the shout from the unsettled look on his face, but it hadn’t been enough to wake him. He also noticed that the sheet and blanket were off him again, and he had another raging erection. He was so focused on Aaron’s penis, he didn’t realize that Aaron had woken up. Instinctively, Jason began to reach for it, but withdrew his hand almost immediately.

“You can touch it,” Aaron whispered.

Jason nearly jumped off the bed.

“No really, Jason, you can touch it. Please, you have my permission,” he said more clearly.

“Oh God, what’s happening?” Jason whispered.

“I watched you sleep last night, Jason. You’re a beautiful man. I’d be lucky to find someone like you.”

“Aaron, I’m sorry.” Jason sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, turning away.

“Jason, listen to me.”

Jason stood up and walked towards the window. He wanted to run away.

“Jason, look at me.”

Jason turned to face him, unaware that his own erection was straining against his jeans. He focused his gaze above Aaron’s head. Aaron focused on the bulge in Jason’s jeans.

“Can I be honest with you, Jason?”

Jason didn’t answer.

“Jason, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but here goes. We have to be realistic about this. You’re a man. I’m a man. You’re gay. I’m gay. And for God knows how long, we’re gonna be confined to this cabin. It could be months.”

“Everything you’ve said is the truth,” Jason answered quietly, lowering his eyes to meet Aaron’s gaze.

“Jason, I can’t pretend to know what’s going on in your head, so I can only speak for myself, and please believe me when I say this. I have needs, Jason, physical needs. I always have, and I now find that I’m very attracted to you. I don’t think it’s just because of what you’ve done for me or that I think I owe you something. Well, to be honest, that may be part of it, sort of like hero worship or something, but it’s only a small part, and besides, if I’d have met you on the street before I met Nathan, I would’ve jumped your bones in a minute.”

Aaron tensed his mouth and closed his eyes momentarily. Jason noticed the look on Aaron’s face at the mention of Nathan’s name. When Aaron opened his eyes again, he looked directly into Jason’s eyes.

“Jason, I don’t think you know just how darn handsome you are. You have a powerful masculine musk, and I’m drawn to it. The first time I got a hard-on when you were washing me, it was purely physical. I couldn’t help it, but over the past few days, I’m finding myself wanting you more and more. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I want you to make love to me. I’m a very good lover, Jason, though obviously,” Aaron waved his arm over his broken body, “I can’t back that up right now.”

Jason looked blankly at Aaron. He didn’t speak.

“Well, say something, Jason. What are you feeling?”

Jason forced the words out. “Aaron, it would be wrong.”

“How can that be when I’m throwing myself at you right now!”

Kory Steed Links:

Buy links:

Amazon US – https://www.amazon.com/Lightning-Love-Kory-Steed-ebook/dp/B06XSPYKWY

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B06XSPYKWY

Amazon CA – https://www.amazon.ca/Lightning-Love-Kory-Steed-ebook/dp/B06XSPYKWY

Evernight Publishing – http://www.evernightpublishing.com/from-lightning-to-love-by-kory-steed/

Bookstrand – https://www.bookstrand.com/from-lightning-to-love-mm

Barnes & Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/from-lightning-to-love-kory-steed/1126233749?ean=2940154119600

iTunes – https://books.apple.com/us/book/from-lightning-to-love/id1226595312

Networking links:

Author Website – http://korysteed.com

Twitter – https://twitter.com/KorySteed

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/KorySteed/

Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/16591892.Kory_Steed

About me

I am a new M/M novelist who writes about real men in real relationships. Into my thirties, I realized I was attracted to men, but I have also loved women. I have a naturally strong sense of empathy for all living things, and I have been an astute observer of interpersonal human relationship dynamics, the relationships between humans and animals, and the ensuing bonds that have developed between them.

I have extensive experience in trauma and emergency care and have worked as a medic for over twenty years while supporting my country, its citizens, and the military men and women in the armed forces in various capacities. Over the course of my career, I have seen more than my share of pain and suffering, not only from injuries and illness, but also from ignorance, discrimination, and prejudice. Now retired from the field, my fictional writing draws on my life experiences to share the stories, personalities, strengths, and weaknesses of the many, many people and animals I have known and met along the way.

I hopes I do them justice.