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Returning from a visit to one of the outland farms, Doc
finds his village destroyed, his family either gone or dead and his lover
vanished without a trace. The few survivors hidden among the ruins tell a tale
of ruthless, sadistic marauders taking what they want and burning the rest. Doc
finds too many dead and his heart breaks for those he finds alive. Mothers
whose children are gone, Husbands who have lost everything and everyone.
Pulling as many people as he can together and tending their
wounds, Doc vows to find the rest of his people. His father is among the dead,
but his mother, his sister and lover are not.
The hunt is on.
War, over-population, pollution and generations of uncaring,
greedy governments have finally brought about the collapse of world as we know
It’s the year 2525 and the cities are dead, or very nearly
so. The remnant of humanity struggle for survival along with a menagerie of
wildlife that oftentimes isn’t native to the land it now inhabits. New plant
life thrives, the old withers and dies. Marauding bands of thugs travel from
village to village, taking what they will and destroying the rest.
This is the world Doc was born into. Pearl, his mother, is a
healer. His father was a warrior of the tribe. Doc takes on the roll of both,
as needed. His lover, Jazz, means the world to him. Together, they have a bond
that’s unbreakable. Their family means everything to them and they’ll do
whatever it takes to protect them.
This is their story.
He dropped the satchel filled with his doctoring tools and
herbs to the grass and unslung his bow. It was a small affair, made of some
mysterious alloy manufactured before the big war.He’d discovered it in what remained of the
old city to the north and found it easier to aim than the long bows he’d been
using. With a great deal of practice, the small weapon had proven extremely
accurate, and he rarely travelled anywhere without it. An arrow in hand, he
automatically notched it but didn’t draw it back. When he leant down to pick up
his satchel, he saw movement below and again froze.
Doc squinted, hoping to see Jazz crouched amid the piles of
rubble. His mother and father would be there, and his sister Robin—unless they
were dead. Just thinking about it made him cringe. The warriors, where were
He noticed several of the bodies ahead were very small. His
More movements below caught his attention. The familiar
figure of a white-haired elder shambled out from under one of the heaps of
debris. Each tribe in the region seemed to have at least one person who kept
the histories of what had taken place over the last few centuries, passing on
stories from one to the next. Seth was one of these ‘Rememberers’, keeping the
records of their tribe. Being the oldest person, he’d lived through much of
what needed recalling.
The wind turned, and Doc got his first whiff of the fire and
of the burned flesh. His belly rumbled. He swallowed bile and gagged.
Straightening up, he squared his shoulders and looked
carefully around. The woods surrounding the village remained undamaged and
quiet. There were a thousand places to hide. He watched for several
heartbreaking moments, knowing he had to be sure those who’d attacked were gone
before he ventured in.
When he was confident no one remained in hiding, he returned
to the path leading down the hillside. His pace quickened until he was jogging.
He scanned the brush on either side as he hurried on his way. Visions of the
atrocities he’d seen, mingled with flashes of his family, and Jazz, his
darling, sexy Jazz, leapt into his mind.
Jazz, the man he’d grown up with and had fallen head over
heels in love with, a handful of years ago, kept returning to his thoughts. If
these were simply marauders, Jazz would have fought and probably died trying to
protect the tribe. But if the attackers were after slaves or trade goods, the
outcome might have been much different.
He thrust both of those thoughts aside. He couldn’t bear to
think of Jazz dead. Captive or slave might be worse in some ways. Doc’s heart
lurched. At least you’d be alive, my
Hello everyone. I've got a great surprise for you this time around. A kind of newbie has joined me here today. Not that he's never written anything before, but he's never written this particular genre before. He's gone out of his comfort zone and written a lovely, touching story about two men, who turn out to be not only best friends, but...well, you'll just have to read on, then go buy the book.
Please welcome, Marc Jarrod and his new book, To Bi or Not to Bi
Hello my devoted readers, future readers and hopefully fans.
I’m thrilled to announce my newest release—my first gay book which was
released by eXtasy Books on November 15th.
Please…do not let the title deceive you. This is not the story of
a bisexual man, but rather the story of a homosexual man named Will Crown coming
to terms with his sexuality. His good friend and roommate, Adam helps him find
himself and explore who and what he is. Will’s also in love with him.
The two men are amateur actors who perform Shakespearean plays in a
summer stock company. In the story, Will plays the lead role of Hamlet.
Will Crown loves to
watch gay videos but swears he isn’t gay…but is he?
They say we all have
gay feelings deep inside, but for most of us those feelings never surface. Will Crown, amateur stage actor, is about to put that theory to the supreme
test with the help of good friend and fellow actor, Adam Jester, who harbors
his own secret—he’s in love with Will.
Whether it’s timing
or simply an inevitable turn of events, the two men expose and act on their
dark secrets knowing their lives will never be the same. Does Will embrace his
newfound sexuality or regret his decision—and, will he reciprocate his roommate’s
Excerpt (and it's a hot one)
just wanted to kill some time before the dress rehearsal for the play they’d be
performing the next night.
liked to pass that time by watching adult videos. Though he’d had his share of the
dating game along with unsatisfactory sexual liaisons, he still liked to sit
back and watch videos of hot sex.
the store, Will perused the aisles of DVD’s, the movies ranging from
mainstream, through hard core, male-female sex to extreme BDSM to foot fetish
magazines and videos. He went further into the back where he knew the store
displayed a certain genre, one he returned to repeatedly. His heart rate
increased as he went deeper into the well-packed shop. It didn’t take long for
him to find what he was searching for. He purchased a quickly sought-out DVD then
returned home. The anticipation of a couple of hours of solo sex had his hands
shaking as he neared the house.
he got home, he turned on the TV, pushed the DVD in the player and sat on the
couch. The movie credits scrolled down. Seconds later, the first scene showed a
well-built blond guy on his knees. The camera zoomed in, quickly focusing on
just his lips sliding up and down a huge, erect cock. The wet slickness
covering the shaft along with the deep guttural grunts coming from both men
turned Will on like nothing else ever did.
Oh, yeah, this is a great way to start the
cock was already thickening in his pants, begging to get out. The camera moved
back, the man’s face coming into view, the lips stretched tight around and nipping
at the engorged cock. As the camera panned back even further, Will saw another
male undressing. That one was tall, slender and had dark, wavy hair. He looked
like he spent all of his spare time working out at the gym.
unfastened his jeans and reached inside. With a little effort plus a curse or
two, he managed to liberate his cock and stroke it. While the trio in the movie
got down to a hotter than hot scene where the blond dude on his knees got
fucked by the hunky newcomer and gave the most amazing blowjob to the guy
standing in front of him, Will gaped and stroked his cock more rapidly.
loved these movies and kept a ready-stash of them in a locked container under
his bed. More than once, he’d wondered if he wasn’t at least bisexual—not gay,
mind you. He wasn’t ready to go there in any way, shape, or form. He’d also
wondered, numerous times, what it would feel like to have a man suck him off.
those scenes, the oral sex scenes, was a tremendous turn-on. He figured it didn’t
much matter if it was a man or woman doing the sucking. Presently his cock was
in full agreement. He was at full mast, but his dick seemed to grow even
thicker as the scenes played out.
stroking himself for a good ten minutes, Will was ready to explode. He fought
the urge, straining to anticipate the exact moment when the actors would have
their respective orgasms so they could all come together.
butt clenched, his balls shifted in tight to his body— but something distracted
him and tore the impending bliss away.
through his peripheral vision, Will caught movement in the next room. Panic
filled his body, then a deep frown embed in his face. It had to be Adam! But what was he doing home? It was 1:00 in the
------ All righty, how was that for a nice bit of entertainment heat? Not too shabby, huh? If you enjoyed the teaser, please leave Marc a message, and, because you're all such lovely people who enjoy a little extra heat in your reading, let your fingers do the walking right on over to eXtasy where you can buy To Bi or Not to Bi HERE I'm sure you won't be disappointed.