Kayla Jameth
grew up on the family farm in Ohio, baling hay, raising cattle, and making
maple syrup. An unrepentant tomboy, her father taught her to weld before she
graduated from high school.
She attended
Cleveland’s Case Western Reserve University and later, Texas A&M University
in her pursuit of veterinary medicine, taking her farther away from her rural
roots. You can transplant the county girl, but you can’t make her a city
slicker. Besides, it was only going to be for a little while, right?
But it
wasn’t all hard work for Kayla, her sojourn as the princess of the Celestial
Kingdom left her with the title sir and a costume closet the envy of many
knights, lords, and ladies. See? She does have some ladylike qualities complete
with the title of Lady to back it up.
After
declaring for years that she was just a veterinarian who wrote not an author,
Kayla now finds herself living in Spring, Texas (practically Houston) and
writing m/m erotic romance. The location is probably a bigger surprise than the
genre. Never the kind of girl to discuss makeup and clothing designers, she
would rather be outside getting dirty with the boys.
Kayla shares
her home with a cat, two guinea pigs, a gerbil, three guppies, a husband and a
son and daughter.
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Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover Artist: Catt Grant
Blurb:
Alone,
Andreas toils on a remote farmstead for a Spartan overlord. When a kryptes
enters his world, Andreas fears for his life. The dread warriors stalk and kill
helots—like Andreas' father—as part of their training.
Andreas sees
only one way to save himself: he must tame the fearsome warrior.
But what
began as self-preservation develops into attraction. Yearning for the company
of someone other than his ferret Ictis, Andreas decides to trust the Spartan
warrior and risk the fate that claimed his father.
Born to rule
by the sword, Theron sees the world as his and acts accordingly, taking
everything Andreas offers and reaching for more. However, love between men in
Sparta is considered shameful and requires either exile or suicide to redeem
Sparta’s honor. Now, only the gods can save them from the terrible price Sparta
extracts from men who desire other men.
Excerpt:
Excerpt:
The warrior faced him
squarely and the brazier lit up Theron’s face. A red furrow crossed one cheek
and ended at the outer corner of his left eye. The white of the eye was blood
red and a large purplish-red bruise marred the socket. Myron’s boy Kratos had
looked exactly like that when he got into a tussle with one of the other youths
in that pack. His eye had gone through a rainbow of colors before it finally
healed.
“What in Zeus’ name
happened to you?” Setting the water back on the table with a thump, Andreas’
voice rose as his chest tightened with fear. His apologies and begging would
have to wait.
“How dangerous could a
doe with a broken leg be?” Theron said with another chuckle, this one
self-deprecating.
Andreas lifted his
brows, waiting for Theron to answer his own question.
“Rather more dangerous
than I would have thought. She caught me with the good foreleg before I dealt
the death blow. I’ve never taken down a deer before. I can see why bows are
preferred over a knife.”
Categories:Erotica, Fiction, Historical,
M/M Romance. MAY be considered to have paranormal elements.
Words:
77,000
Tour Dates/Stops:
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