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Good morning-almost-afternoon, Snippetteers! I have a hot-off-the-presses snippet for you this week, just added last night to my WIP, STONE COLD (SoulShares #8). This one had to be seven sentences rather than six — I’m sure you can see why — and just by way of background, a “wellspring” doesn’t have anything to do with actual water, it’s a place where magickal energy wells “up” from the Fae Realm into the human world. They’ve been busting out all over lately, and they’re kind of a pain in the arse for our human and Fae protagonists. “Kevin” is Kevin Almstead, the human MC from book one, HARD AS STONE; the three “figures” are Mac, Lucien, and Rhoann, the triad from UNDERTOW (SoulShares #7).

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A brittle, musical chime filled the air, an instant before three dripping-wet figures appeared, sitting in the middle of a spreading puddle in the heart of the wellspring.

“That wasn’t so — oh, hell, Kevin!”

As deep a funk as he’d been in moments before, Kevin still had a hard time keeping himself from bursting out laughing at the look on Mac’s face. Rhoann had something of an aversion to clothes, and was getting his human partners accustomed to going without in private. And they’d all apparently come from their home away from home at the bottom of the Pool in Central Park, where clothing was less than optional — it was pointless.

“I’m not looking.” Not strictly true, but close enough for jazz.

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And, finally, a couple of links:

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook, your home for LGBTQIA+ goodies — http://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And if you’d like to read Mac, Lucien, and Rhoann’s whole story, here’s UNDERTOW (just out this week!!!):

Amazon: http://ow.ly/lndN302xps2
ARe: http://ow.ly/duNl302xpxb

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Hello, Snippetteers! — sorry I’m late, I just got back this afternoon from CONvergence, a science fiction/fantasy/specfic/media convention I attend with my son every Fourth of July weekend. But here’s a bit from STONE COLD, the eighth SoulShares book. The book opens with Maelduin fighting for his life — I strongly believe in starting things in medias res

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His opponent blurred into motion, leaping to the high ground, his sword raised despite his own evident exhaustion. Not to parry or defend, but to attack. And even at the limit of exhaustion, after a day and a night and a dawn of fighting for his life, Maelduin was breathless, in awe of the beauty of the other male’s lethal purpose.

His own purpose. His own face, his own form.

His opponent was a mage’s creation, a comhrac-scátha — a magickal ghost, a living mirror, with all Maelduin’s skill with a blade, all his grace, both natural and learned, as well as the wiles and unpredictability of living magick.

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And a couple of links for y’all —

Rainbow Snippets, on Facebook — home of more LGBTQIA delights: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And to get you ready for UNDERTOW (SoulShares #7), currently scheduled to debut on July 19, here’s a buy link for SoulShares #6, MANTLED IN MIST (in which you’ll meet Mac and Lucien, two-thirds of UNDERTOW’s main characters): http://ow.ly/5G3M301TgZd

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Hello, Snippetteers! — I took a day off work this week in an attempt to finish UNDERTOW (which was technically due, um, Sunday). Didn’t quite get there — but some very wonderful things happened to our lads. And one of my favorite passages was touched off by nothing more than Lucien’s smile. (Just remember — Lucien was the head bouncer at Purgatory, and Mac was the lead bartender.) Enjoy!

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Mac had overheard guys at the club calling Lucien’s smile ‘ugly-handsome’. “That bouncer – he smiles at you, and you don’t care what he looks like any more.” He’d schooled the shit out of the more obnoxious patrons, and just shrugged afterward when Lucien asked why he’d been doing his job for him. And the rest… well, he’d just smiled, and kept his thoughts to himself. Lucien was Lucien. He was Mac’s light, and his love, and his life.

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And a couple of links to round out the week —

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook, for many more LGBTQIA+ goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And WOLF, BECOMING, where old Russia meets new, and wolves are not what they seem: http://ow.ly/Fzal3000Jil

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Welcome to this week’s Rainbow Snippet! *winks* Just had to give a little bit of a shout-out to one of my personal heroes, the Notorious RBG.

This week’s Snippet goes all the way back to the beginning of UNDERTOW, the first time Rhoann sees Mac. Mac’s in the ruins of Purgatory, which is where Lucien was injured (Lucien was the head bouncer at the club, before it was destroyed at the end of MANTLED IN MIST, and Mac was the lead bartender); he’s just found the duffel bag Lucien used to keep a change of clothes in, and he’s in tears over a t-shirt he found in the bag. “Feel safe at night – sleep with a Marine.” And Rhoann is watching from hiding.

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The scent of salt water, human tears, struck Rhoann like the crash of a storm-wave.

“Lucien…” The human’s voice broke.

Rhoann watched, rapt, heedless of his own tears. Wanting to heal the human’s heart. But that was no Fae desire, and no Fae could give the gift of such a healing.

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And, as always, a couple of links for you!

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook, for more LGBTQIA+ goodies — https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And WOLF, BECOMING — where mythic fantasy meets modern Russia — http://ow.ly/4nhmV8

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And, finally, a look at my muse for Mac. Mac is, of course, older than the amazing BT Urruela (and I claim no copyright in this images, that would be the equally amazing Michael Stokes) — but apart from a few years’ difference in age, this is definitely how I picture Mac. Enjoy!

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Hello, Snippetteers! This week’s seven sentences (maybe I ought to write fewer two-word sentences…) take place right before Rhoann (a half-Royal Water Fae, for those of you new to the SoulShares) starts healing Lucien, who’s been in a magickally-induced coma for months. Thing is, his healing only works in water – which means he’s had to change Lucien, enable him to breathe water. Which meant changing Mac, Lucien’s partner and Rhoann’s SoulShare, so Mac could be with Lucien during the healing. At the moment, all three of them are at the bottom of the Pool, in Central Park; Mac is holding on to Lucien, while Rhoann has moved off a little way to get some privacy, to prepare for the healing.

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Mac looked up – he couldn’t help himself – to where Rhoann hung motionless in the water, arms wrapped around himself, his blond crest of hair waving gently in the water like a fin. The most gorgeous man Mac had ever seen in his life. Magical, which for some reason that was beyond him made perfect sense instead of being something out of the X-Files. Shy – but he kissed like there would never be another kiss to say what needed to be said. And he looks cold. Or lonely. Or scared.

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And here are my usual couple of links for y’all:

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook – the place to hook up for more LGBTQIA+ goodies, this week and every week: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And if you’d like to meet Mac and Lucien, here’s a link to MANTLED IN MIST (SoulShares #6) on Amazon: http://ow.ly/4n1fv3 or at the publisher’s Web site: http://ow.ly/4n1fA9

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Good morning, Snippetteers! — I’m afraid this morning’s Snippet requires a bit of setup, and once again I’ve gone over my sentence limit. But I wrote this last night — it’s from UNDERTOW — and as I was writing it, I knew I had to share it with y’all. *winks*

So, the setup… The first speaker in this snippet is Rhoann, the half=Royal Water Fae. He’s preparing to heal Lucien, Mac’s partner, who has been in a coma for several months. But Rhoann’s healing powers require water to work — in fact, he and Lucien are going to have to be under water the whole time. So he’s had to change Lucien, so that Lucien can breathe water the way a Water Fae can. But Lucien is water-phobic, so Mac has insisted he has to come along, so he can be there for Lucien. (Truth be told, he’s also more than a little nervous about his partner waking up from a coma in the arms of a drop-dead-gorgeous naked Fae.) In the snippet, Rhoann is getting the three of them ready to be taken to the bottom of the Pool, a small lake in Central Park in New York City, where he’s taken up residence. (The second speaker is Mac.)

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“You will wish to remove your clothes. And Lucien’s…”

“Hospital gown.”

Rhoann arched a brow. “I have seen gowns. My mother wore beautiful gowns. That –” He gestured at the faded scrap of wet fabric bunched around Lucien’s extremely hairy barrel chest. “That is not a gown.”

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And, to conclude, my usual coupla links —

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook — for more LGBTQIA goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And WOLF, BECOMING, my Russian shape-shifter novella from Dreamspinner. (I just had an idea for another related story — if you’ve read WOLF, and would like to see something else set in that same world, please let me know!): http://ow.ly/4mLkyA

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Hello, Snippetteers! — things don’t get much more WIP-ish than this. Here’s a snippet I wrote last night. Seven sentences instead of six — my apologies, but I think you’ll see why I needed the extra sentence. All I’m going to say by way of a lead-in is that the first speaker is Rhoann, the half-Royal Water Fae. And that this is Rhoann’s first kiss.

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“Am I doing this right?” Mac felt Rhoann’s lips moving, breathed in Rhoann’s breath.

And Mac laughed. Even knowing these few moments were all he was ever going to have of the Fae, he laughed. Joy fizzed under his skin, all through him, in a way it hadn’t in months. “You’re doing it perfect.”

“Show me how to make it better than perfect.”

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And a couple of links for y’all —

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook, for more LGBTQIA goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/
MANTLED IN MIST, SoulShares # 6 (in which we become much better acquainted with Mac and Lucien): http://ow.ly/ZXcCQ

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Hello, Snippetteers! — my laptop is home from its solo wanderings, so to celebrate, I thought I’d give you a taste of what I wrote while I was on vacation! The first speaker here is Rhoann, the Water Fae, explaining to Mac, his human SoulShare, who and what he is, and what he’s doing in the human world.

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“I told you, I was asked to come here to heal Lucien. And the only way a Fae can cross from the Realm to the human world requires him to give up half his soul. No, to have half his soul torn from him.”

Mac recognized the pain in the Fae’s eyes. He’d seen it before, over and over, during the years before his conduct-unbecoming discharge, when he’d been assigned to the amputee rehab project at Walter Reed. The pain of having something you thought you couldn’t live without severed.

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And now for a couple of links:

First, the Rainbow Snippets page on Facebook, your key to many other LGBTQIA goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And second — the publisher of the SoulShares, Riverdale Avenue Books, is offering all six books for 50 percent off, but today (March 19) is the last day of the sale — enter coupon code STPATS50 at checkout to get 50 percent off HARD AS STONE, GALE FORCE, DEEP PLUNGE, FIRESTORM, BLOWING SMOKE, and MANTLED IN MIST. Six Fae for the price of three! — http://ow.ly/ZHCE6

Hello, Snippetteers! — today’s six lines are from UNDERTOW, my work-in-progress. Lucien has just come home from a long night at work — he’s Purgatory’s lead bouncer, and tonight his partner Mac, the lead bartender, got home a few hours before he did, and Lucien’s just slid between the sheets and snuggled up with him. I purely love writing these two — it’s a joy to write an established couple my own age, or close to it.

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Mac’s big hand slid up and down Lucien’s back; a finger traced lazy spirals in what the mirror at the gym told Lucien was a dark pelt scattered with white hairs, then slid down between his ass cheeks. Not demanding anything. Mac, Lucien knew, was just enjoying what he knew was his.

“Love you, Fuzzball,” Mac mumbled. A sleepy kiss brushed the short curls on Lucien’s shoulder.

“Love you more.”

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And, as usual, a couple of links for you —

The Rainbow Snippets Facebook group, for more LGBTQIA goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

And my new release, Wolf, Becoming, a unique shifter romance: http://ow.ly/YPydL

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As usual, I’m running just a little bit behind the calendar… just finished Chapter 22 of UNDERTOW (SoulShares #7), and this excerpt (part of a flashback/dream sequence involving Lucien de Winter, Purgatory’s lead bouncer) is just perfect for Valentine’s Day. So here’s to the love that’s more than just a day, more than just the heat…

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“Mrmph.”

Lucien chuckled as he slid into bed beside Mac. Mac’s shift at Purgatory had been over a couple of hours before Lucien’s, and Mac wasn’t a big one for waking up out of a sound sleep just because someone else was joining him in bed. Truth was, Mac slept like the proverbial rock. But Lucien loved the sounds his partner made when he tried to wake up enough to welcome him home.

“Mrmph to you too.” He worked his way into Mac’s half-awake embrace, relaxing as he breathed in the familiar scent of the oil Mac used on his stump at night. And all the other familiar scents of Mac.

Lucien had been on edge ever since he’d had to help Tiernan and Kevin get rid of the vicious drunk at the end of the bar, earlier tonight – his radar had fucked up big time, that sixth sense that always told him when something was threatening Mac. He’d never let so much as an undercover cop into Purgatory; the fact that the weasel in the leather shorts had made it past him thoroughly pissed him off.

But all the pissed-off could just go piss off, now. There were arms around him and legs were tangling and Mac was making his sweet sleepy noises. Lucien was home.

“Wha’ time is it?”

Lucien felt the breath of Mac’s words against his shoulder.

“Couple of minutes after four. Go back to sleep.” Lucien cupped the back of Mac’s head in his hand. The short hair tickled his palm.

“Maybe I don’t want to.” An arm snaked around Lucien’s waist.

Lucien found Mac’s stubble-rough cheek with a kiss. More than one. Because once he got started, frankly, he couldn’t think of any reason to stop.

He felt Mac’s chuckle, deep down where their bellies were pressed together. And just for a second, he honest to God couldn’t tell whether it was Mac laughing, or himself. He grinned as the last of his tension drained away, and then went back to slow, searching kisses. This was one of the best times, the perfect times. He couldn’t tell where he ended and Mac started. He didn’t care.

Lucien could still remember a time when he’d believed what he’d been told, that men like him never got to have anything like this. Believed that queers like him only pretended to love. Or that love had to be wrapped up in tragedy – that any love story he could imagine himself being a part of would end with someone dying, or going crazy. He’d been young when he met Mac, barely twenty, but those stories had still managed to work their way into him, bone-deep.

But the stories were lies. Lucien knew that now.

Mac’s big hand slid up and down Lucien’s back; a finger traced lazy spirals in what the mirror at the gym told Lucien was a dark pelt scattered with white, then slid down between his ass cheeks. Not demanding anything. Mac, Lucien knew, was just enjoying what was his.

“Love you, Fuzzball,” Mac mumbled. A sleepy kiss brushed the short curls on Lucien’s shoulder.

“Love you more.”