I am excited to host fellow RainbowCon goes Rory Ni Coileain today!
Series:
SoulShares
Book
Names: Hard As Stone
Author
Name: Rory Ni Coileain
Author
Bio: Rory Ni Coileain majored in creative writing, back
when Respectable Colleges didn't offer such a major, so she designed it herself
- being careful to ensure that she never had to take a class before nine in the
morning or take a Hemingway survey course. She graduated Phi Beta Kappa at the
age of nineteen, sent off her first short story to an anthology being assembled
by an author she idolized, got shot down in flames, and found other things to
do, such as nightclub singing, for the next thirty years or so, until her stories
started whispering to her. Now she's a lawyer, a legal editor, a sopraltenor in
her church choir, the mother of a budding video game designer, and amanuensis
to a host of fantastic creatures who are all anxious to tell their stories, and
sometimes even wait their turns.
Twitter:
RoryNi
Cover
Artist: Allan Penn
Publisher: Ravenous Romance
Blurb(s):
Hard As Stone:
Tiernan Guaire is a Fae in exile.
Forced from the Realm into the human world for the unimaginable crime of a
brother’s murder, he lives by a century-old vow, to trust no one, and never to
allow himself to love or be loved.
Kevin Almstead has just lost his
future, to a vote of the partners at his law firm. Trying to escape for an
evening, he ventures into Purgatory, the hottest all-male nightclub in
Washington, D.C., where he allows himself to be seduced by a stranger with long
blond hair and ice-blue eyes.
Drawn into a Soulshare bond with his
intended one-night stand, Tiernan soon learns that the most ancient and evil
enemy of the Fae still walks the human world, and it will stop at nothing –
certainly not Kevin Almstead – to possess the magick of a Noble Fae.
Excerpt:
Hard As Stone:
Tiernan stirred, muttered under his breath, the first signs of distress he’d
shown since falling asleep. Passing out. Whatever. Kevin sighed, resting a hand
lightly on the blond’s smooth chest; in short order, he found himself running
his fingertips lightly over his lover’s chest, tracing the lines of the
muscles, and then down, a fingertip traveling along the intricate tattoo over
his hip. Tiernan wasn’t buff, not like some men were and Kevin himself tried to
be. Lean, hard-bodied, almost impossibly fit. And with that long, unruly blond
hair, and his crystalline blue eyes, Tiernan would turn heads in rooms full of
men or women. And no doubt had.
Mine.
The Fae rolled onto his side, away from Kevin; chuckling softly, Kevin settled
himself behind his lover, glancing over the shoulder in front of him at the
bedside clock. He could still get almost three hours of sleep if he was lucky.
He wrapped an arm around Tiernan, nuzzled into the curve where neck met
shoulder, breathed in the scent of wild hair and sated male body and honey, and
closed his eyes. So this is what magic
smells like.
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GALE
FORCE:
BLURB:
Conall Dary is the most powerful mage
born to the Fae race since the Realm was parted from the human world, over two
thousand years ago. But that very power condemns him to a lifetime of celibacy,
because sex calls to power, and he has power enough to drain a world. When he
refuses to use his talents for a Noble lady’s petty revenge, he finds himself
shanghaied to the human world, his soul torn in half and his magick blocked.
Josh
LaFontaine is the beautifully inked owner of Raging Art-On, a Washington, D.C.
tattoo and piercing parlor. While taking part in New York City’s Pride march
with a former lover’s dance company, his world changes forever when the man of
his dreams materializes out of nowhere at his feet. Josh’s sensual and loving
touch, the first Conall has ever known, may be enough to give him back the
magick he’s lost. But before they can complete their Soulshare, a terrible
accident leaves Conall bodiless, lost, and invisible, to everyone except –
maybe – the human with whom he shares a soul. But Josh will need to find him
before the ancient evil of the Marfach does or everything they have – and more
– will be lost.
GALE
FORCE EXCERPT:
The sense of relief as he got out of the taxi was
like nothing he’d ever felt before, and even knowing most of it wasn’t his own
didn’t make it any less overwhelming. Only the presence of the foot traffic in
and out of Purgatory kept him from falling to his knees in gratitude, maybe
doing some pavement-kissing.
Well,
that and a sense of haste only slightly less urgent than a cattle prod. He
fumbled the keys off the hook at his belt and unlocked the deadbolt, then keyed
in the combination on the touchpad, wincing as the tiny crystalline tones tried
to pierce his eardrums.
Are you sure you can do this, lanan? There might be another way. Just let me
think, now that I can.
Josh
shook his head. Letting himself into the small client lounge in the front, he
locked the door behind himself and made straight for the tattoo studio. “No
time. Every minute you’re disembodied makes it less likely you’ll ever get
back, you said so yourself. And me…” He paused, his hand on the doorknob of his
studio. “I’m not sure how much longer I can stand this.”
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DEEP
PLUNGE:
DEEP
PLUNGE BLURB:
For the last six hundred years or so,
the only things reminding Lochlann Doran he’s a Fae have been his faceted
aquamarine eyes and the fact that he can’t die. He’s been a wanderer for so
long in the human world – over two thousand years – that he’s lost his magick,
including the gift of healing that goes along with being a Fae of the Demesne of
Water. Finding his SoulShare might get it back for him. But it might kill him,
too.
Garrett Templar has been living on
borrowed time, in a sense, since he was eighteen, when one of the johns he
entertained to pay the bills while he danced at Purgatory infected him with
HIV. It was always supposed to be a “manageable” disease, though, at least
until a cure was found. Except he’s just found out that the virus in his system
has inexplicably mutated into full-blown AIDS, and no known drug cocktail can
even slow it down.
And when Lochlann and Garrett find
each other at last, on Purgatory’s dance floor, the only thing as urgent as
their need for one another is the hunger of an ancient evil to do whatever is
necessary to possess Lochlann’s magick…
DEEP PLUNGE
EXCERPT:
Shit.
His grip tightened on the strap of his bag, ready to swing it -- or ditch it,
if it looked like that would help him escape . And for one sick, sweaty,
gut-wrenching moment, he was ten years old again, hearing the kids closing in
behind him, knowing there was no way in hell he was going to get away without
another split lip, ruined shirt, blackened eye. Almost hearing his mother’s
voice again. Garrett Lee Templar, I
swear, you find more trouble than any ten other boys ever dreamed of. Do you
think I can just make new clothes appear out of thin air?
“Garrett?”
He
recognized that voice from somewhere. Slowly, he turned. And stared up into
eyes that gleamed blue even in the crappy light from the streetlight on the
corner.
“Lochlann?”
He hadn’t had to rent his ass out for a while now, but the idea of a john
following him home from the club still made his skin crawl. Yet there was
something about those eyes, something different.
No.
Fuck that shit. You get hurt the worst
when you let yourself hope.
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FIRESTORM
FIRESTORM
BLURB:
Rian Sheridan is a foundling, a
Northern Irish Catholic corner boy whose world was destroyed in fire, and
reborn the same way, beside an Orangemen’s bonfire last July the Twelfth. A
consuming, dimly-remembered pain in his past calls to him, taunting him, daring
him to find it and lose himself to it in the S&M underground of Belfast.
Cuinn an Dearmad is the last surviving
Fae Loremaster, and he’s just seen the beginning of the death of the Realm, the
haven of the Fae race. The only hope of stopping it starts with him finding the
Prince Royal of Fire he stole from the cradle, and lost in the human world,
many years ago. He has a few guesses about where that hope ends, and he doesn’t
like any of them.
Rian and Cuinn are an impossible
pairing, two SoulShared Fae. Any two Fae will strike sparks, but these two Fae
are a conflagration. Unable to stand one another, yet drawn into an escalating
series of sexual collisions, their passion will either save a world or destroy
it.
FIRESTORM
EXCERPT:
He gave up on trying to sleep, rolling onto his back
and lying sprawled out in the great bed fit for a king. Or a Prince. Shite. He didn’t want to be a fecking
Royal. Whatever that meant. But if there was one thing he could say he’d
learned in life, it was that what he wanted had fuck all to do with what
happened to him.
Though
ever since the Twalf, last summer, there was one thing he nearly always got,
when he wanted it. The thrill. They’d thought to break him that night, and
perhaps they had, but after the breaking he’d been made anew. Into a man who
craved what the bastards sought to shame him with, and who used them, in the
end, more cruelly than they had used him. After all, he could use them, and
others like them, any time he liked.
Addicted?
Hell, no. Victorious.
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