Please welcome my guest today, the lovely Katerina Ross with her brand new release, Soul Infection. Β π
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Thanks for having me on your blog today! Iβm happy to share my new release with you. βSoul Infectionβ, book one in βThe Sons of Gomorrahβ series, is a paranormal M/M novella set in Prague. Iβve always wondered how magic works and why magicians have to learn spells instead of just saying, βLet it rain!β or βLet this evil guy stumble into a pool with crocodiles!β There are so many fantasy books, yet nowhere I could find any believable explanations, so I had to invent a plausible theory myself! Iβve had the idea for this story for years, literally, but it lacked something. Now I know β it lacked sex π This shortcoming was fixed, and the final version of βSoul Infectionβ features not only a freelance magician, but a shameless incubus.
Soul Infection (The Sons of Gomorrah #1) by Katerina Ross
Available: August 2, 2017
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
ISBN: 978-1-77339-360-5
Tristan Todorov, formerly one of the best scholars at the legendary and sinister Scholomance school of magic, was cast out and now travels alone through Eastern Europe offering discreet services as an unlicensed magician. In a luxurious hotel in Prague where heβs been invited to investigate a suspicious series of suicides, heβs about to meet someone who will make him remember the darkest secret of his past.
Will a night of lust soothe Tristanβor will it stir up something evil and dangerous, something heβs tried so desperately to forget?
[Read an excerpt]Where To Buy:
β½ Amazon
β½ Evernight Publishing
Excerpt:
Jarek slid off the bed, the coverlet still loosely draped over his shoulders and trailing behind him like a kingβs cloak. In the gap between the folds, Tristan could see everything he wanted to.
βDonβt move,β Jarek told him softly. βKeep your hands to your sides.β
And Tristan obeyed.
βInteresting,β Jarek mused, trailing a finger along his collarbone.
Tristan sucked in a deep shuddering breath, but stayed still. It felt odd, letting this happen. Jarek slipped his hand lower, casually brushed it across Tristanβs perked nipple on the way, and then traced a path down his chest and over the muscles of his abdomen. Tristanβs abs went taut at the feather light touch, and Jarek laughed quietly.
βSensitive.β He stated the obvious. He let the coverlet slip from his shouldersβan effortlessly seductive gesture, probably well-practiced. A slow, crooked smile made the expression on Jarekβs face all the more lascivious, which was most certainly the intention. βI think I know what you need.β
Tristan looked down pointedly and then up, with a hint of sarcasm. βWell, thatβs kind of apparent.β
He still felt nervous, but not as much as when heβd thought of being pitied or rejected.
Jarek quirked an eyebrow at him. βIs it? Hmm. Weβll definitely come to that, but why rush things? Iβm here to take care of your wishes, even the ones youβre not sure you have. Why not try something new, something unusual?β He leaned in, very close, and Tristan felt Jarekβs warm breath on his lips when he whispered, βJust let me take control for a while, and youβll see how good I can make you feel.β
The next moment, Jarek backed off, to Tristanβs disappointment, but maintained eye contact, and Tristan felt unable to look away, as if mesmerized. The tips of Jarekβs fingers now rested lightly on his hipbones, almost where Tristan wanted them most but not moving closer.
βSay yes,β Jarek coaxed him in a low voice. βSay you give in to me tonight. Itβs easy, giving in.β
βYes,β Tristan breathed out, not sure what heβs agreeing to and not caring in the least.
About The Author:
Katerina Ross lives in Russia and works as a journalist. There are no M/M romance publishers in her country at all, so she writes hot M/M stories in English. Find her online: Facebook | Tumblr