QSFer Edward Kendrick has a new MM vampire tale out:
Four men whose lives intertwine:
Craig Hudson, the manager of a used bookstore in New Orleans.
Scott Reed, Craig’s boyfriend, who vanishes in the blink of an eye while celebrating his birthday with friends.
Kevan Martel, a small-time private investigator, hired by Craig to find Scott.
And Zoran, the one responsible for Scott’s disappearance.
Will Craig be able to find Scott with Kevan’s help? And if they do, what will happen to the growing attraction developing between them? Meanwhile, can Scott survive what Zoran has done to him? If he does, will Zoran regret it?
“Where the hell are you?” Craig said under his breath as he looked around the busy club, trying to locate Scott.
They’d come to The Avenue to celebrate Scott’s twenty-fifth birthday with their friends. Everyone was having fun, drinking, dancing, sharing stories about how they’d met Scott. There was even some good-natured teasing about the fact Scott was now halfway to middle age—which he had accepted with his usual good humor. Then Scott had told Craig he needed to hit up the men’s room. That had been twenty minutes ago and he still hadn’t returned to their table.
“Maybe he stepped out for some fresh air,” Janie suggested, obviously getting that Craig was worried.
“I’d have seen him, if he did,” Craig protested.
“In this crowd?” Janie replied. “Call him.”
She had a point, so Craig took out his phone, punching in Scott’s number. The phone rang three times before he was sent to voicemail. He didn’t leave a message. He’d been with Scott long enough to know when they went out together he often turned off his phone. “Because the last thing I want is some idiot trying to sell me life insurance in the middle of dinner, or a movie,” was Scott’s excuse. Or in this case, celebrating your birthday.
Craig understood, but right now it was frustrating.
“Okay, everyone, let’s spread out and find Scott before Craig has a panic attack, wondering if he hooked up with someone in the restroom,” Dave, another of their friends, said with a grin.
“That’s not funny,” Craig grumbled.
“Sorry, man.” Dave patted his back. “He’s probably somewhere in this mass of people, maybe talking to someone he knows from work, or whatever. But it wouldn’t hurt for us to see if we can find him.”
The group of friends nodded before leaving the table, each of them going in a different direction. Craig headed straight for the club’s entrance, stopping to ask Felix, the doorman, if he’d seen Scott leave. Since Craig and Scott came there on a fairly regular basis, Felix knew who he meant and shook his head. “I haven’t seen him since the two of you got here.”
Craig believed him, but he still went outside to make certain Scott wasn’t doing as Janie had said, getting some fresh air, away from the crowd and the noise. He even went into the parking lot next door, where they’d left the car, in case Scott was there for some reason. He wasn’t.
By the time Craig returned to the club, his friends were back at their table.
“Nothing. Nada,” Dave said. “It’s like he vanished off the face of the earth.”
Born and bred Cleveland, I earned a degree in technical theater and headed to NYC. Finally seeing the futility of trying to become rich and famous in the Big Apple, I joined VISTA, ending up in Chicago for three years. Then it was on to Denver where I put down roots and worked as a costume designer until recently.
I began writing five years ago after joining an on-line fanfic group. Two friends and I then started a group for where writers may post any story they wish. I’ve now branched out into writing on my own, primarily m/m stories, both erotic and just ‘romantic’, for publication.