I am so excited to have A.E. Via on the blog today! Here is her latest release, Embracing His Syn.
Synopsis
Sergeant Corbin 'Syn' Sydney had dedicated his life to becoming
the best detective. So when he heard there was an opening on the notorious
Atlanta Narcotics Task Force, he jumped at the chance. But, what he wasn't
ready for was realizing just how lonely he’d made himself, when he observed the
loving and dedicated relationship between the two men he served under:
Lieutenant Cashel ‘God’ Godfrey and Lieutenant Leonidis Day.
Syn prepared himself to accept his lonely fate until he walked
into a small pub and met the long-haired, tattooed bartender, Furious Barkley.
Before Syn can even understand why, he’s overcome with feelings he barely
recognizes: passion, yearning, craving. And if the dark, lustful gazes are
anything to go by, Furious might be feeling the same things for him.
Just two thing needs to happen before Syn and Furi can give each
other what’s been missing from their lives for so long... Syn needs to find the
evidence that proves Furi’s innocence of murder, as well as protect him from a
past that refuses to let go.
God, Day, Ronowski, and Johnson are still as entertaining as ever...
You'll swoon over God's massive take-charge attitude...
You'll laugh hysterically at Day's never-ending wit...
You'll fall in love with Furious' mysterious, sexy demeanor...
and...
You'll embrace Syn...
Disclaimer: This
book DOES NOT contain polygamous sexual pairings.
Links:
Excerpt:
Furi stepped in closer
to him and Syn fought his reflex to take a step back. Furi grabbed his wrist
and moved him quickly through the customers waiting for the bathrooms and
pushed open the back door that led to the parking lot.
Syn quickly took in his
surroundings before focusing back on Furi.
“What’s wrong, why’d
you bring me back here?”
“What’s your angle,
Detective? Why are you lingering around my job and offering me rides, huh?”
Furi forced those questions through gritted teeth.
“Why are you angry?
It’s just a ride. I was trying to be nice,” Syn said with little conviction,
while avoiding answering Furi’s questions. He didn’t have an angle and he
wasn’t sure why he was drawn to him. He just wanted to be around this guy, if
for nothing else then to at least be friends.
Furi narrowed his eyes
again and stepped into Syn’s space. “Are you gay, Detective?”
There it was. The
million-dollar question. Was he gay? He’d never asked himself that. He’d only
slept with women before, but had never felt anything more for them than an easy
friends-with-benefits involvement. Rhodes was the only person that he’d ever
felt a connection with. A man. Syn felt his mouth move, but no sound was coming
out. Fuck.
Furi looked at him
skeptically. “Uh huh. Just like I thought. Who are you working for? Him. He
send you? Did he hire you to find me? Are you a private detective?”
That accusation cut
through Syn's speechlessness. “Whoa. I work for the city of Atlanta. What are
you talking about? Who is him? Is
someone after you?” Syn didn’t realize he’d grabbed Furi’s shoulders, forcing
him to look into his eyes until Furi threw his arms up and dislodged Syn’s
grip.
“Take your goddamn hands
off of me! I’m sick of people thinking they can put their fucking hands on me!
Stay the fuck away from me, Detective.” Furi shoved past him and reached for
the door.
Syn jumped in front of
it before Furi could get it open. He yelled right back at Furi, “My name is
Syn! I’m not here as a Detective! I don’t know who him is, nor do I work for him.”
Syn put up air quotes for the word him. “I just wanted to talk to you!”
“About what?” Furi
yelled. They were in each other’s faces, chest bumping each other.
“I don’t fucking know!
About you. About me. About the damn Falcons' game last week. About the weather.
About why there’s so many goddamn reality TV shows. About what-the-hell-ever!
That’s what people do when they want to get to know someone!” Syn stepped back
and gripped his hair blowing out a long frustrated breath. He felt so
ridiculous, was so annoyed that he was seconds away from just walking away.
“Fuck! I didn’t think dating was this damn hard.”
“That’s what you’re
trying to do, Detective? Date me?” Furi’s tone and facial expression were full
of skepticism. “Because I don’t want to date. Dating is stupid. What the hell
is dating anyway? Some long drawn out process of elimination where you both
present your best side while hiding the real you, and you can only keep that
charade going for about three months because your bullshit and lies eventually
leak out and then you have to spend the next three months getting to know each
other for real.”
“Geez, man, you are
insanely cynical. Do you always over-analyze everything? Why can’t we just–”
Furi cut him off,
“Because. I’m only interested in gay men. Not men that might or might not be
gay, or men that are looking for an experiment, or men that are fucked up in
the head. I’ve been there. Done that, I’m never going there again. It almost
cost me my li–”
Syn turned at Furi’s
words. He walked back to him slowly. He could see pain in Furi’s eyes and Syn
wanted to take it all away. Take all the hurt this man had experienced, and put
it on himself, because he could handle it. All he wanted was to see Furi smile,
see him uninhibited, full of passion. Full of him. Syn just barely held in his
groan. He wanted this damn man. God help him, he did. He let out a slow calming
breath and brought his hands up to cup Furi’s cheeks. He wanted to kiss him.
Taste him. Feel Furi moan his name into his mouth and swallow it down. Fuck, he
wanted that and so much more. Furi was looking hard at him, waiting. His eyes
roamed Syn’s face before settling on his lips. Syn needed this; all he had to
do was take it. Take it goddamnit.
Furi took it for him. Syn felt confident, sure hands on his
own cheeks and soft, beautiful lips against his. Furi took Syn’s control. He
knocked his hands down and grabbed the material of his jean jacket, pushing him
up against the wall right there behind the pub, and then those lush lips were
on him again. Taking him. Syn’s eyes were rolling behind his closed lids. Fuck,
it felt so good. He could’ve never imagined how good.
AUTHOR BIO:
A.E. Via is still a fairly new best-selling
author in the beautiful gay erotic genre. Her writing embodies everything from spicy
to scandalous. Her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take
readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she’s not clicking away at her laptop,
A.E. runs a very successful paralegal-for-hire business, and in her spare time,
she devotes herself to her family—a husband and four children, her two pets, a
Maltese dog and her white Siamese cat, ELynn, named after the late, great gay
romance author E. Lynn Harris.
While this is only her fourth novel, she has
plenty more to come. So sit back and grab a cool drink, because the male on
male action is just heating up!
Go to A.E. Via’s official website
http://authoraevia.com for more detailed information on how to contact her,
follow her, or a sneak peak on upcoming work, free reads, and where she’ll
appear next.
Links
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/462170
All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-embracinghissyn-1580242-149.html
