QSFer Elizabeth Noble has a new MM paranormal/fantasy book out – “Scintilla”
How far is too far to go to save someone you love?
Brandon Lynch is magical. He’s a scintilla, wielder of electricity and is in love with a werewolf—or maybe he’d just in love with the idea of loving a werewolf?
Raul Fierro is a bounty hunter, professional Dom and a werewolf. He knows he loves Brandon. He’s made a promise to always protect Brandon and will carry out that promise at all costs.
When Brandon and Raul go head to head with human traffickers, Brandon’s morals are stretched to their limits. Will Raul keeping his promise tear them apart?
Fahim shoved Brandon toward the door.
He turned into smoke and swirled around the computers seconds before Raul and Bob slammed into the table they sat on, shattering it into kindling.
Brandon stopped just outside the door and stood, staring inside the room. Raul looked like some horror movie monster. Blood dripped off his fangs, his own blood trickled from the wound to his side, already healing. His talons had bits of skin and fur stuck to them.
Raul swiveled on his toes to face Ethan.
Ethan was crying, trying to push himself across the floor and away from Raul. His light-colored pants were covered with urine and feces. He was struggling to breathe, and spit drooled from his lopsided mouth, the result of a head injury from Bob tossing him Brandon guessed.
When Raul took a step toward Ethan, Brandon darted forward, hands held out. “No!”
Raul turned and focused on Brandon, his copper eyes narrowing. Brandon’s heart hammered and he shivered. He’d never seen anything so frightening. His kind, gentle lover, the man who’d vowed to always protect Brandon looked at this moment like a ghoulish demon sent from hell.
Brandon shook his head once. “No. Leave him.” He should be terrified beyond rational thought, but he wasn’t. Raul would never hurt him. Brandon believed that to be absolute truth.
What did terrify him was the realization Raul could make Ethan’s death quick and merciful. By stopping him, Ethan would still die, but it would be slow, excruciating. Raul was the werewolf. Brandon was the monster.
“He won’t live,” Fahim said quietly from behind Brandon. “We, however, could spend the rest of our lives in a Mexican prison. They have plenty that aren’t abandoned.”
Brandon turned to look at Fahim. The decision was made for them, however. Ethan crawled to Zoe, his hands pushing through her blood. Brandon had no idea how long a scintilla’s charge lasted after they died. Apparently, however, it did persist since there was a blue haze hanging over Zoe’s body. When Ethan’s fingers touched her blood, sparks flew up. Her body jumped again, and power radiated out and along the path made by pooling blood. Ethan cried out, his limbs twitching, jerking and his body flailing.
Raul jumped away and closer to Brandon, blocking him from seeing more details.
Something inside the wall picked that instant to blow up, sending more concrete and stone raining down. Ethan’s body went still. Nothing moved, not his chest, no muscle twitching—nothing.
“Time to go. Now!” Fahim commanded.
In a few long strides Raul was at Brandon’s side, shoving him farther from the room. Another explosion from somewhere along the row of cellblocks shook the building. Raul was holding his side, staggering. When Brandon tried to help him, he was pushed away.
Raul wasn’t refusing help. He was shoving Brandon closer to Fahim. In one quick move, Fahim jumped between Brandon and Raul and put an arm around both.
“Don’t forget to breathe,” Fahim shouted and the prison shimmered away, engulfed by a cloud so dense Brandon couldn’t see a thing.
Mystery, action, chills, and thrills spiced with romance and desire. ELIZABETH NOBLE lives by the adage “I can’t not write.” She doesn’t remember a time when she didn’t make up stories and eventually she learned how to put words on a page. Those words turned into books and fan fiction that turned into a genuine love of M/M fiction. A part of every day is spent living in worlds she created that are filled with intrigue and espionage. She has a real love for a good mystery complete with murder and twisty plots as well as all things sci-fi, futuristic, and supernatural.
When she’s not chronicling the adventures of her many characters, Elizabeth is a veterinary nurse living in her native Cleveland, Ohio. She has three grown children and now happily shares her little, brick house with an adorable mixed breed canine princess, a spunky Cardigan Welsh Corgi and their sidekick, tabby cat. Elizabeth is a fan of baseball, basketball (go Cavs and Indians) and gardening. She can often be found working in her ‘outside office’ listening to classic rock and plotter her next novel waiting for it to be dark enough to gaze at the stars.
Elizabeth has received a number of amateur writing awards. Since being published, several of her novels have received Honorable Mentions in the Rainbow Awards. Jewel Cave was a runner-up in the Gay Mystery/Thriller category in the 2015 Rainbow Awards. Ringed Love was a winner in the Gay Fantasy Romance category of the 2016 Rainbow Awards.