New Beginnings M/M Series

In the aftermath of a cataclysmic nuclear winter, Eryn, a boy with special abilities, wanders across the ice, where he discovers the last vestige of human civilization in Antarctica. The abduction of the first extracorporeal birthed twins born into this all-male society leads to a fast-paced rescue mission that uncovers millennia-old secrets and the true origin of humans.

Phoenix was becoming a pressure cooker nearing bursting open, as the sequestered group of savant scientists and soldiers in the glass-domed pods in Antarctica were buzzing with sexual tension. Brad McCormick figured since the limbic system associated with sexual desire is linked to libido and the part of the brain responsible for higher-level functions, like planning and thinking, he had a problem he couldn’t solve without his leadership team. To put it more explicitly, the men were extremely sexually eager.

In the aftermath of a cataclysmic nuclear winter, Eryn, a boy with special abilities, wanders across the ice, where he discovers the last vestige of human civilization in Antarctica. The abduction of the first extracorporeal birthed twins born into this all-male society leads to a fast-paced rescue mission that uncovers millennia-old secrets and the true origin of humans. Mika and Connor can’t understand their boys’ infatuation with Eryn. Maybe it’s Stockholm syndrome, but one thing’s for sure, Eryn’s double-dipping.

Eryn brings aboard a stranger, an eight-foot-tall, mysterious male with golden Khopesh blades and the strangest yellow eyes. He may or may not be a friend, but Cian isn’t wasting his time on him. He wants his mate with webbed toes, and he wants the ache in his chest to disappear. But now Cian has his hands full and must save a group of humans from the moon before he can finally woo his oblivious mate.

At twenty-two, my existence was crusty. It was a Friday afternoon when I was racing like the Red Queen down the interstate from New York to Lexington, Kentucky, feeling like I would never reach my destination and, simultaneously, reluctant to start my life as a straight-married man and a father-to-be. When I crossed the bridge at the Ohio River, I swung my sexy sports car over to the first R&G (rainbow and glitter) establishment for a martini or three.

Operating a piece of heavy machinery, for example, a time machine under the influence of tainted human blood, is never a good idea, especially if my oldest friend and onboard computer, Lasitor, vowed to protect not only me but my bloodline for eternity. This is my story. If you haven't figured that out by now, I feel sorry for you and your parents. Anyhow, this is how I found my soulmate by accident in a time and place not written down in your human history books.