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In more exciting news, A Not-So-Straight Christmas is due out for re-release on Dec 19th, from Fireborn Publishing; Liam and Jareth's stories, Absentminded Astrophysicist and Loving the Astrophysicist will be out around the same time I believe, from Dreamspinner Press, in a single tome, we're still finalizing the title. I'll let everybody know what it is as soon as I'm sure. :D Whispers from a Hidden World: Killian should also be out very soon, but I don't have a release date yet.
For those wanting a taste of Killian, here's a short excerpt:
He stumbled down the stairs. "My
Lady?" he called. From down the hall, Killian stepped out, a concerned
look on his face.
"What's the matter?"
Shiloh grabbed Killian's arm, careful
out of habit not to touch skin. "Please, you must understand something
important, my Lady.”
"Come sit in the study and talk to
me then,” Killian said, leading him to the study. "What's the
matter?" he asked when he got Shiloh seated.
"I'm a very strong
touch-sensitive, my Lady.” Killian nodded. That ability was almost universally
common among Rimalians, in varying degrees. "I usually avoid touching
anyone, I just don't want to know what they're thinking or feeling.” Again,
Killian nodded, that too, was normal. A psionic society learned early, ways to
observe each other's privacy. "I've touched Anan a couple of times, a few
times by accident, once deliberately. Sometimes I pick up things I don't
realize at the time, it's like my mind just files it away, unless something
triggers the memory. I just remembered why you seemed familiar, when we've
never met. I've seen your face in Anan's memories. She hates you, my
Lady. You have to watch yourself with her. I'm just a means to an end, no
importance, but she absolutely despises you.”
"Number one, Shiloh, you are
important. Don't ever let anyone make you feel any different. Do you understand
me?" Killian waited until Shiloh nodded, a little dazedly. "Second, I
know Anan hates me, as much as I've hated her.” He sighed, apparently thinking.
"Have you seen Anan's scars?"
"Scars?"
"She was given fifty lashes, and
fined reparations of seventy-five percent of her inheritance, for attempted
rape.” Killian was quiet for a moment. "Of me.”
Shiloh sat there, stunned. And his
mother had arranged for him to marry such a woman?!