QSFer L.M. Brown has a new MM fantasy romance book out:
When Dax lost his family to a shark attack he swam away from everything he had ever known. Now he has come to Atlantis, hoping to reconnect with those he left behind. When he finds his birth clan torn apart, he realizes his journey is just beginning.
Kai is an Oracle, a blind merman, who only has sight when he has a vision. Atlantis, a sanctuary for so many merpeople, is his prison. Desperation drives him to beg the Atlantean Goddess of Love for help.
With the goddess’s promise of love to tempt him, Kai persuades Dax to take him along when he leaves the sunken city.
Although Dax has some reservations about traveling through the ocean with a blind merman in tow, he quickly discovers Kai isn’t as helpless as he appears. Attraction comes easy, but Kai doesn’t seem to feel the same way.
Kai knows he must seduce Dax if he hopes to win his heart, but his inexperience may be his downfall. With Dax’s former lover waiting at the end of their journey, he knows time is running out.
A goddess can only help so much, especially when another immortal would see them part. If the two stubborn mermen want a life together, they will have to learn to communicate and fight for their love.
Mermen and Magic Book 3
Cari sipped her drink, savoring the sweet nectar of the gods. The secret ingredients of the nectar had been stolen long ago from the Greek pantheon, and in her opinion was the best acquisition the Atlantean gods had ever made.
Her quiet contemplation was rudely interrupted by the arrival of the most powerful goddess currently awake. Medina, Goddess of Love, appeared in the garden amid flashes of lightning and a flurry of pale pink silk robes.
“Ah, there you are.” Medina didn’t bother waiting for an invitation. She sat on one of the cushioned chairs and helped herself to a drink. “This modern world is so vast, don’t you think?”
“The world itself is the same size it’s always been. There are merely more humans inhabiting the planet than there used to be.” Cari wondered what Medina wanted. She doubted it was a pleasant chat about the changing times. She didn’t bother to ask, Medina would reveal the reason for her visit in her own good time.
“Have you been to Greece recently?” Medina inquired.
“Yes. I enjoy eating Greek cuisine in its home country.”
Medina waved her hand in dismissal. “You can keep the food. Have you seen what’s become of the temples?”
“Times have changed. The old gods are no longer worshipped as they used to be. It’s not just Greece. The Roman ones, the Norse, so many of them are mostly forgotten in these modern times. Only scholars of history even know their names, and they don’t truly believe.”
“The people have forgotten us. Even in Atlantis they don’t recall us. Most of the mer call the place the sunken city.”
Cari shrugged. She had long since resigned herself to never enjoying the power which came from having thousands of followers. Unfortunately for Medina, the goddess of love had been sleeping for centuries and had only recently awoken. Cari supposed it had been a shock for her to find what had become of the world they had once known.
“If they were to remember,” Medina continued, “our powers would eclipse those we once had. Imagine the benefits of being worshipped by even a fraction of the current population of this new world.”
Although Medina’s tone was mostly wistful, Cari detected a sense of purpose there too. The goddess of love was never going to be happy with merely a handful of followers.
“How it is you didn’t sleep like the rest of us?” Medina asked. “What kept you in this realm?”
“My followers were not composed of Atlanteans alone,” Cari replied. “Many of the mer already believed in me on that fateful day. Even though they didn’t worship me in my temple, they had seen the power of my Oracles with their own eyes.”
“The mer believed in me too,” Medina pointed out impatiently. “I still slept.”
Cari knew what Medina asked. She had a few ideas about why some had slept and others had remained in the world, though they were only theories. “You’ll recall you performed some powerful magic in the weeks before you slept?”
Medina tapped her lip. “Are you talking about the little spell I put on Caspian?”
Cari snorted. “Little spell? Yes, I am referring to that. It would have taken a lot out of you to put a love spell on a god as powerful as Caspian.”
L.M. Brown is an English writer of gay romances. She believes that there is nothing hotter or sweeter than two men in love with each other… unless it is three.
When L.M. Brown isn’t bribing her fur babies for control of the laptop, she can usually be found with her nose in a book.