It's not always possible to meet in the middle.
Registered nurse Evan Doyle doesn’t consider himself fit for more than occasional hookups. He has a good life, but the emotional aftermath of a horrific crime makes him feel too damaged to date. So when his sister’s hot bestie, Malcolm Umbertini, comes on to him, he turns him down flat. Mal is Relationship Material: the kind who thinks in the long term. What would Evan do with a man like that?
As a prosecuting attorney, Mal’s learned how to read people, and he knows there’s more to Evan than meets the eye. Mal has faced his own hardships since his family kicked him out as a teen, and he respects Evan’s courage and emotional resilience. More than that, he wants Evan—in his bed and in his life. But can he weather another rejection?
Both wary, they agree to a no-strings fling. Mal knows that Evan wants things to stay casual, but he’s falling in love a little more with each encounter. With health, happiness, and bruised hearts on the line, Mal and Evan must risk everything for love.
Ángel and the Elf-Lord
Ángel felt like a rabbit taking a stroll with an Alaskan malamute.
In photographs – and on the Internet, and on the cover of Time Magazine – The Cultural Envoy from the Otherworld looked, essentially, like a man: a strange man, with a serious, high-boned face. A tall and slim man, with large eyes, pale skin and hair, clad in black. Accounts of his first appearance from the tree said he'd had long hair, but it was short in every picture Ángel had ever seen. He seemed odd, not normal, but not necessarily inhuman.
Oberon was utterly, utterly inhuman. He didn't look or sound or smell human. His skin was poreless and faintly lustrous, more like extremely high-quality suede than human skin. He moved with inhuman grace, making a simple walk across the lawn look like the languid stalk of a hunting cat, boneless and deadly.
He was frighteningly beautiful, more beautiful than any man. He glanced at Ángel, catching him looking, and Ángel flinched, heart in his throat.
He was other. And Ángel was terrified.
“Will you come to my room tonight?” asked Oberon.
Coming from Riptide, September 2019