MM Historical Fiction Holiday Sale!
Dec 10, 2017 Filed under: historical, holiday, m/m, Sale
Get swept away to times past.
Thirteen authors share the history and setting of their books or book excerpts.
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read all the authors’ posts and then go pick up a great read
for half-price or less from December 12 – 24!
My story, Revolutionary Temptation is set in 1777 during the American Revolution. A sequel, Of Hope and Anguish, is coming in February 2018.
The American colonists are fighting for their independence, but the battlefield is not the only place to wage war. When General Washington’s head of intelligence asks Captain Jack West to spy on the British in New York, Jack agrees, despite reservations about this ungentlemanly pursuit.
Jack’s contact in the city recruits bookshop owner Elias Ashfield, an impeccably dressed sensualist who flaunts his desire for both men and women and seeks a place in high society. Jack longs for a simple life guided by clear principles. Eli is a risk-taker who knows how to get what he wants. And he wants Jack in his bed.
Events in Jack’s past have made him fearful of acting on his secret craving for a man’s touch, but Eli intrigues Jack as much as he infuriates him. As Jack and Eli search for the information the rebel army needs, they realize there’s more between them than mere lust. But finding a way to be together may prove more difficult than defeating the British Empire.
Jack cleared his throat. “If Major Bradford is at leisure to accompany you ladies, I will take leave of you and follow Mr. Ashfield. If I’m to have reading material, I may as well pick it out myself rather than impose on him.”
Mr. Ashfield looked at Jack as if it would be his pleasure to have Jack impose on him in intimate ways. Jack turned away before Mr. Ashfield’s lack of discretion caused comment.
“I am exceedingly pleased to be these ladies’ chaperone,” Bradford responded.
Constance smiled. “If I do not meet up with you before then, I shall see you at home for dinner, Mr. West.”
Jack bowed, and Constance linked arms with Miss Bradford and sailed off.
“This way, sir,” Mr. Ashfield said. “My shop is just there.” He pointed to a building down the street. Jack saw the sign—De Lancey’s Emporium—with a stack of books painted on it.
As they crossed the street, Jack watched Mr. Ashfield. His gaze drifted down over the man’s firm ass and his legs, which were sculpted perfection. Then the wind caught Mr. Ashfield’s hat, and it was blown away, revealing his beautiful golden hair in all its glory. Was it as soft as it looked? Jack was beginning to believe Mr. Ashfield was his ultimate fantasy come to life.
“Mr. West?” Ashfield asked as they entered the store.
Ashfield smirked. Fuck, Jack was being obvious.
“What type of book are you looking for, sir?”
Jack pondered this. He’d never been much of a reader, preferring to be outside, doing something physical. In school he’d been forced to pour over dry law books until his eyes ached. He’d not read much since. “History, I suppose.” That at least had some appeal as an interesting subject.
“Hmmm. Might I make a suggestion?”
Ashfield’s tone indicated that his suggestion might be very lewd. Surely Jack was imagining that. “Of course, sir,” Jack answered.
Ashfield took Jack’s arm and pulled him toward a shelf in the corner. The warm, firm contact had Jack’s cock very interested. He bit back a groan. The last thing he needed was a fucking cockstand.
Focus on the books.
The shelf displayed ghastly gothic novels.
Jack snorted. “These are hardly something I would be interested in.”
“Really?” Ashfield drew the word out and held Jack’s gaze. God, his eyes are beautiful.
“Mr. Ashfield, I don’t care for nonsense written to titillate girls just out of the schoolroom.”
“Oh, you think that’s what they’re for, do you? You may call me Eli, by the way. I believe we are going to be friends.”
Without answering, Jack picked up a copy of Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded.
“Ah, yes, that is one of my most sought-for books, but I much prefer this one.” Eli ran a finger over the cover of The Palace of Mysteries. “It’s anonymously written and quite…horrid.” He dropped his voice to say the last word, and Jack felt it like a caress.
“You can’t tell me you read this…balderdash.”
“I do, as do plenty of…”—he gave Jack a studying once-over—“officers who patronize this shop. You’d be surprised just how popular this ‘balderdash’ is.”
What was Eli implying? Had Jack reached for his sword or given some other indication he was or had been in the army?
Eli reached across Jack, stepping close enough to press his chest against Jack’s side. Jack sucked in his breath, which turned out to be a mistake; Eli smelled like cinnamon, nutmeg, and smoke—likely from standing close to a hearth.
Jack wanted to bury his face in Eli’s neck and draw in his scent while tasting his warm skin. Instead, he stepped to the side. “Excuse me.”
“Oh, you didn’t have to move.” Eli’s smile said he regretted the loss of intimacy. Was he truly openly flirting with Jack?
Jack glanced at the book Eli had selected. “The Palace of Horrors?”
“There are some quite chilling scenes in there. Mary is left all alone in a haunted palace and ends up lost in a series of tunnels. She believes she is being chased by a beast and—”
Jack held his hand up. “Enough.”
“But you seem like a man who craves new experiences.”
“I…” Jack exhaled slowly. “I suppose I am.”
“Then try one of these books. You might like it.”
Jack shook his head. “No. Something on ancient history. The life of a Roman general or…Greek architecture. Or…” What else could he say that sounded loftier than this gothic rubbish but not utterly dull?
Maybe you are utterly dull. Jack heard the words in his sister’s voice.
Eli sighed. “Are you certain I can’t convince you otherwise?”
“No, these stories are…not for me.” Firm, but no longer insulting. He could be a gentleman.
“You never know what you might be into if you don’t try.”
Jack cleared his throat. He really needed to get out of this shop before Eli’s flirting and his own baser instincts overtook him. “I’m certain. Just select something historical for me, and I’ll be on my way.”
Eli bowed. “As you wish, sir. Wait here.” He gestured toward a pair of armchairs by the fire. “I’ll select something that suits your taste and wrap it up for you.”
Jack watched Eli walk away, unable to take his eyes off the gorgeous lines of his legs, firm thighs, muscular calves, outrageously ornate shoes. The man was a fop and far less discreet than he should be, not Jack’s type at all. Fantasy and reality should not meet. Oh, who the hell was he kidding—Eli was exactly the sort of man who called to Jack’s most sinful desires. He would have to work hard to curb his lust if they were going to work together.
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The Reluctant Berserker
Era: Early Medieval/Dark Ages Saxon
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February and December (Dominus Calendar Series I)
Era: Imperial Rome
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Simon and the Christmas Spirit (Victorian Holiday Hearts series)
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Christina E. Pilz
Fagin’s Boy: The Further Particulars of a Parish Boy’s Progress
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On Wings of Song
Era: WWI – 1920
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Era: Early 20th Century New Orleans
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Era: pre-Civil War Key West, Florida
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Man & Monster
Era: 1799, America
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Ganymede: Abducted by the Gods
Era: Bronze Age, fantasy, alternate myth
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Men of the Cross (Battle Scars I)
Medieval – 12th century