QSFer Brenna Lyons has a new MM fantasy romance out:
Mages’ Law states that a Star Mage must reproduce, if he is able. King’s Law allows a mage any sexual partners he wishes. The life of a male mage who prefers the company of other men on the sheets is far from easy, but what starts as a hard lesson in survival, ends up as a hard lesson of another sort.
Star Mages Book Two
Galon glanced around the barroom, his heart pounding in anticipation. It was always like this when he sought out a sexual partner, and it had been far too long since he’d had the opportunity to do so. Though he knew of no other mages in the area, and King’s law allowed a mage male lovers, he’d taken blows more than once–by mage and farmer alike–for his inclinations.
He’d never dared report the abuse; his attackers knew he wouldn’t. Though King’s law allowed Galon his sexual choices and forbid such abuses, Mages’ law was against him. Complaining would only invite more of the same.
A rough farmer caught his eye. The man was the type he most often succeeded with. Whether they honestly preferred men on their sheets or simply wanted to experiment wasn’t Galon’s concern. Even if they wanted the thrill of topping a mage and nothing more, they were both getting what they wanted from the liaison.
He looked around at the thinning crowd of night sleepers, thankful that the seat he’d chosen afforded none but the farmer an unobstructed view of him. It was time to take a chance.
Galon met the farmer’s gaze and crossed one leg over the other, fitting the upper knee onto the curve of the lower. It was a well-known sign among men, less so among women, who also chose to sit this way at times. Any man observing the move would know his mind and meaning by it.
The farmer hesitated, then smiled, his gaze ranging the length of Galon’s body, from the top of his midman-green hood to his scuffed boots, the same boots he’d worn on the day of his escape, more than a year earlier.
He forced the memories of the frightened nineteen-year-old he’d been from his mind. Galon had learned a lot about staying alive in the past year, more than he’d thought he still needed to learn when he’d left home.
But now was not the time for those thoughts. He waited for the farmer’s determination, hardly daring to breathe.
A nod of his blond head, a single terse movement, had Galon releasing a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. The farmer tossed a few coins on the bar and rose, striding through the door and into the street.
Galon knew what to expect next. The ritual of a mage finding a male partner was always roughly the same.
Unless it is a trap.
Brenna Lyons wears many hats, sometimes all on the same day: former president of EPIC, author of more than 80 published works, special needs teacher, wife, mother… She’s a member in good standing of ERWA, MWW, IWOFA, WPM, RWU, and Broad Universe. In her first seven years published in novel-length, she’s won two of EPIC’s eBook Awards (formerly called the EPPIE) and finaled for 11 of the prestigious awards.
She’s also finaled for 3 PEARLS (including one Honorable Mention, second to NY Times Bestseller Angela Knight), two CAPAs, and a Dream Realm Award. As a part of an anthology, she’s taken Spinetingler’s Book of the Year for 2007. Brenna writes milieu-heavy dark fiction (in 21 established worlds plus stand-alones), poetry, articles and essays. She teaches classes in everything from POV studies to advanced editing, networking to marketing. Brenna loves talking to readers and can be reached via her site at http://www.brennalyons.com