Or
at least I think so.
Naming his Mate was my
first foray into the world of male/male Romance, and I have to say…I loved it.
The
whole concept stemmed from my best friend’s challenge, “Make me a hero!” As all
friends do, I said, “yeah, yeah,” and brushed it aside to think on later. The
more I thought on it, the more appealing the idea became. In my head, at least.
In real life, I tend to struggle when writing a heroine’s emotions. I’m not
exactly one of those ‘petals of a rose’ sorts and I curse like a sailor, so
writing a story featuring two male leads turned out to be a lot of fun. Just
opinion of course, but it seemed as though the dynamic between Damien and Mike
was easier to establish from the start once I figured out where I wanted to go
with the plot.
Oh
and the intimate scenes…yep, I find those much easier to write as well. I tend
to favor a more aggressive, ‘take what he wants’ hero, and that particular type
of male lead works extremely well with another male.
Long story short, I thoroughly enjoyed dipping my toes into
the world of male/male romance, and I can say with certainty, Naming his Mate
will not be my last m/m oriented romance.
Naming
his Mate
M. Limoges
Black Hills Wolves #17
Decadent Publishing
GBLT Paranormal/Erotic Romance
Release Date: May 1, 2015
Length: 64 pg.
Blurb
Small-town sheriff, Mike
Hadley, would love to experience a headache-free day for once in his life.
Unfortunately, that’s not going to happen anytime soon. While investigating a
rash of disappearances and dealing with his ornery lover, he’s thrown into a
whole new world he never imagined existed.
Damien Marks has finally
found a place to call home in Los Lobos, South Dakota, with the Black Hills
Pack. He also stumbles across something he never thought he would—his mate.
Falling hard, he decides he needs to come clean and tell the truth. But will
his sexy lover accept what he is?
Embroiled in a
potentially dangerous situation, both men have to decide where their loyalties
lie—with duty or love?
Excerpt
Mike Hadley adjusted his
gun holstered on the belt at his waist and tugged his jacket over the weapon,
concealing it from clear view. There wasn’t any doubt he’d incite a riot if he
walked inside with his piece visible.
Coming here, to this
place in the middle of nowhere, shouldn’t have troubled him. He’d stepped into
shittier, more unstable situations than this hole-in-the-wall bar, but damn if
a thread of apprehension didn’t prickle the length of his spine as he stood
outside of the entrance. One small detail kept him from strolling into the
establishment like he owned the place, and he sincerely hoped that minor detail
stayed home tonight.
He rolled his neck from
side to side in a bid to loosen the tension in his shoulders. With an air of
confidence he didn’t quite feel, he pulled open the heavy steel door and strode
inside the Den.
Thirty seconds was all
it took for activity to grind to a screeching halt. The drawl of a country
ballad playing on the music box in the far corner thumped through the stifling
air. Weighted stare after weighted stare met his gaze head on as he scanned the
bar’s occupants. Their open hostility battered at his senses.
He wasn’t welcome. That
much was apparent, but he would deal with it. Despite a bar full of unfriendly
locals, the absence of one in particular shaved off a degree of his unease.
Of course, his anxiety
hardly mattered. As sheriff of the small town of Collins, South Dakota, it was
his job to investigate a rash of disappearances over the last several weeks.
Unfortunately, the trail had led him to the neighboring, inhospitable town and
people of Los Lobos.
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Author Bio: Melissa Limoges lives along the Gulf Coast with her OCD cat,
Mr. Tibbs. Tax appraiser by day, romance writer by night, she enjoys anything
coffee related, traveling, and reading happily ever afters.
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