QSFer Harper Jewel has a new MM sci-fi book out: The Beneath.
Ever since childhood, embarrassing blunder after awkward goof up was the way of life for me. But on a hot, humid summer day in 2017, one of my faux pas led me to the man of my dreams.
To celebrate our fourth anniversary as a committed couple, I took my Swarthy Prince camping to the place where we had our first date.
A freak storm ruins my plans, and we must cut our getaway short. Avoiding the huge mud puddles and navigating the slippery ground in our SUV made fleeing the campsite difficult. A sudden lightning strike blinds us, and a swirling vortex sucks us down into the ground.
Having countless nicknames dumped on me throughout my life because of my scrawny build and my interracial parents molded me into a very sensitive individual. My former boyfriends left me with the “it’s not you, it’s me” cliché.
The day Fenris Svensen spilled a smoothie on my shirt, I knew he was the perfect man for me. His apology and embarrassment couldn’t have been more adorable. Four short months after our meeting, my gorgeous Norseman and I shared a home. Now we’re preparing to celebrate our fourth anniversary together.
I loved the creative ways my lover’s mind worked, and our fourth anniversary was no different. But when our romantic getaway became more of a nightmare, we had to put our love to the ultimate test.
When we woke from our hazardous ordeal, we found ourselves in a lavish hotel suite Fen didn’t recall booking. What’s more, I was topping Fen; something I never did before with much proficiency.
Questions arise in our minds when several oddities — the excessive pink color scheme, our peculiar host, the lack of other guests — appear.
By pure chance, Fen and I discover the truth of our surroundings and instead of enjoying our camping trip and our love, we’re stuck seeking ways to outwit an alien race set on conquering Earth.
Unsure if we’ll survive to celebrate our fifth anniversary, I pray victory will be on our side and none of Fen’s endearing fumbles occur to make a mess of things. Can we escape this horrendous hell, or will we perish in our brave attempt?
WARNING: This book contains thoughts of suicide, which may trigger some readers.
On a hot and humid mid-June day in 2017, my clumsy ass tripped and stumbled into a man with tiny beads of sweat dotting his light brown forehead. It happened when we passed each other going in opposite directions in The Carrot Top’s doorway. And, yep, the top of my mango-grapefruit smoothie flew off, and the contents spilled across his purple t-shirt.
Even the surprise written across his stunning face didn’t weaken his attractiveness.
My intense heartbeat was, in part, because of embarrassment, but an instant magnetism played a starring role.
My many apologies became tedious while I attempted to wipe the offending stains off his top. Well… until he grabbed my hands and asked me to stop. Mind you, I must admit the broad, muscular chest beneath the wet material sent my libido into overdrive. And let’s not mention the provocative draw of his dark, twisted curls groomed to perfection and begging me to run my fingers through them.
Anyway, shock replaced my raging hormones when the guy introduced himself and offered to buy me another drink. I gave him a polite refusal, explaining I owned the place, and returned the favor by begging him to allow me to treat him to whatever he wanted. I couldn’t resist his suggestion of sitting and chatting. The next one-hundred and twenty minutes were the most enjoyable I’d had in my life to date.
Harper Jewel, a loyal LGBTQ+ ally and proud Mama Bear to her twenty-four-year-old daughter, lives in northeast New Jersey with her loving husband. She has four cats, enjoys writing, reading, playing time-management games on her tablet, and watching Hulu or Netflix.
With her outgoing personality and vivid imagination, she can create believable and memorable plots and characters.
Although she began writing male/female Romance/erotica, she has found her niche in Gay Romance. She enjoys every one of her male characters when they speak to her with loud voices while proving love is love. She is proud to have the honor of being the first M/M author accepted at the now-closed Lush Publishing.
Visit www.harperjewel.com to find out more.