As a fan of the m/m genre I'm excited by today's book release of One Snowy Night by Louise Lyons, a quick and tempting short story. Keep reading to get a tantalizing taste of this book, along with my impressions of it, and then add it to your bookshelf!
Just as Keith has begun to think he’s destined to spend a night in his car, possibly suffering from hypothermia, a potential rescuer arrives, but Keith wonders whether he might have more to fear from the man, than the weather.
EXCERPT:
“You’re Kent Brambles,” his rescuer said; a statement rather than a question.
Shit. “Uh…yes. Keith, actually. Kent’s just my…um…my…”
“Stage name?” The man grinned, but then grimaced a little.
“Yeah. I’m guessing my…uh…my music isn’t your cup of tea,” Keith said nervously.
“I’m into my rock and roll.” He smiled again and extended a large hand. “Mike Talbot.”
Surprised, Keith swapped hands with the cup of coffee, and slid his small, frozen hand into Mike’s big warm one. Mike gripped it firmly and gave it a brief shake, then let go.
“So what are you doing out here, driving in these conditions?” Mike asked.
“I…um…I went to meet a friend in Lincoln. It wasn’t snowing when I set off,” Keith replied.
“A friend? You mean a date?”
“Yeah.”
“What’s he doing letting you drive home in this shit? Couldn’t you stay over?” Mike’s brows furrowed, and Keith’s eyes widened. Appearances certainly could be deceptive. White Van Man, big, bearded, and apparently tattooed, didn’t seem to care that Keith was gay. Keith silently reprimanded himself for stereotyping his rescuer.
“Well…he…um…” He paused and shrugged. “It was a first date. He was only interested because of who I am.”
“That must be a pain in the ass. Do you get that a lot?” asked Mike.
“More often than not.”
“Maybe you’re looking in the wrong place, or for the wrong type of guy. You should try one who’s not into your music, and you might have better luck.” Mike grinned and winked.
Shit. “Uh…yes. Keith, actually. Kent’s just my…um…my…”
“Stage name?” The man grinned, but then grimaced a little.
“Yeah. I’m guessing my…uh…my music isn’t your cup of tea,” Keith said nervously.
“I’m into my rock and roll.” He smiled again and extended a large hand. “Mike Talbot.”
Surprised, Keith swapped hands with the cup of coffee, and slid his small, frozen hand into Mike’s big warm one. Mike gripped it firmly and gave it a brief shake, then let go.
“So what are you doing out here, driving in these conditions?” Mike asked.
“I…um…I went to meet a friend in Lincoln. It wasn’t snowing when I set off,” Keith replied.
“A friend? You mean a date?”
“Yeah.”
“What’s he doing letting you drive home in this shit? Couldn’t you stay over?” Mike’s brows furrowed, and Keith’s eyes widened. Appearances certainly could be deceptive. White Van Man, big, bearded, and apparently tattooed, didn’t seem to care that Keith was gay. Keith silently reprimanded himself for stereotyping his rescuer.
“Well…he…um…” He paused and shrugged. “It was a first date. He was only interested because of who I am.”
“That must be a pain in the ass. Do you get that a lot?” asked Mike.
“More often than not.”
“Maybe you’re looking in the wrong place, or for the wrong type of guy. You should try one who’s not into your music, and you might have better luck.” Mike grinned and winked.
BUY LINKS: AMAZON (US) | AMAZON (UK) | AMAZON (AU) | WAYWARD INK PUBLISHING | ARe | BN
MY IMPRESSIONS OF THIS BOOK:
Those wanting a little afternoon delight will find humor and sensuality in this short story of opposite's attracting. When rock star Keith needs rescuing from a snowstorm he doesn't expect the burly tattooed man to not only save him from his crashed car but from loneliness as well. Their few hours together show men at peace with who they are but wanting to find someone else to accept them too. Who knew that such divergent men would have such a profound connection but on a sexual and personal level they immediately clicked. Whereas Keith is glitzy and glamorous, Mike is cool and comfortable with a down-to-earth attitude. Their connection though is full of sweet and funny banter and though Keith is famous, Mike never treats him any different. These early stages of their romance put a smile on my face and the promise of more left me with dreams of my own regarding their future. I wished their story could've gone on and on as it wrapped me in a warm blanket of heartwarming and sweet moments that I thank Ms. Lyons for crafting!
My rating for this is a B+
*I got this book from the author for review in exchange for my honest opinion.
Louise Lyons comes from a family of writers. Her mother has a number of poems published in poetry anthologies, her aunt wrote poems for the Church, and her grandmother sparked her inspiration with tales of fantasy. Louise first ventured into writing short stories at the grand old age of eight, mostly about little girls and ponies. She branched into romance in her teens, and MM romance a few years later, but none of her work saw the light of day until she discovered Fan Fiction in her late twenties.
Posting stories based on some of her favorite movies, provoked a surprisingly positive response from readers. This gave Louise the confidence to submit some of her work to publishers, and made her take her writing “hobby” more seriously.
Louise lives in the UK, about an hour north of London, with a mad Dobermann, and a collection of tropical fish and tarantulas. She works in the insurance industry by day, and spends every spare minute writing. She is a keen horse-rider, and loves to run long distance. Some of her best writing inspiration comes to her, when her feet are pounding the open road. She often races into the house afterward, and grabs pen and paper to make notes.
Louise has always been a bit of a tomboy, and one of her other great loves is cars and motorcycles. Her car and bike are her pride and joy, and she loves to exhibit the car at shows, and take off for long days out on the bike, with no one for company but herself.
WEBSITE: http://louiselyonsauthor.
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Posting stories based on some of her favorite movies, provoked a surprisingly positive response from readers. This gave Louise the confidence to submit some of her work to publishers, and made her take her writing “hobby” more seriously.
Louise lives in the UK, about an hour north of London, with a mad Dobermann, and a collection of tropical fish and tarantulas. She works in the insurance industry by day, and spends every spare minute writing. She is a keen horse-rider, and loves to run long distance. Some of her best writing inspiration comes to her, when her feet are pounding the open road. She often races into the house afterward, and grabs pen and paper to make notes.
Louise has always been a bit of a tomboy, and one of her other great loves is cars and motorcycles. Her car and bike are her pride and joy, and she loves to exhibit the car at shows, and take off for long days out on the bike, with no one for company but herself.
WEBSITE: http://louiselyonsauthor.
FACEBOOK: www.facebook.com/
TWITTER: www.twitter.com/
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