Showing posts with label Stone of Wrath. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stone of Wrath. Show all posts

Friday, May 14, 2010

Stone of Wrath by Shawn Lane - Excerpt Day

This one has a Quickie Cover that was given to all those written for the month of Topaz (the theme of the books were birthstones).



After Jedidiah Mason finds a dirty, battered stone in the rubble of a burned building, he takes it home and is surprised when it becomes a gorgeous naked man. Topaz, turned to stone by the wrath of the gods, knows he and Jed were lovers in the long ago past and hopes Jed’s love can break the curse before the end of November.

Jed is immediately drawn to Topaz and though sex with someone who just appeared out of thin air is probably not wise, he cannot seem to resist the intense attraction. Before he knows it he’s having great sex with the all too alluring Topaz. Will he remember their love in time to save it?



Jed woke to the sound of the shower. For a moment he wondered where he was. Who he was.

What the hell?

Topaz. He sat up fast, glancing around. His gaze stopped on the nearby clock. Nine thirty. A cool breeze came through the open sliding door. Jed got up and went to look out. All the signs of another glorious day. He watched the wind for a moment, nervous. A gentle breeze could turn into gusting winds fast and then he’d be called to the station and they’d be putting out fires for days on end.

“Jedidiah?”

He turned away to see Topaz standing nude in the doorway of the bathroom. His mouth watered. He could hardly believe it but he wanted sex again. His cock hardened and rose, pointing toward Topaz. The man’s gaze flew down to Jed’s erection.

“I wondered if you wanted to step into the glass box with me.”

“It’s called a shower,” Jed said, his lips curving.

“Yes, I remember. I preferred baths in prior times.” Topaz held out his hand. “Come.”

Jed wanted to do just that. What was wrong with him? Having casual sex with someone he just met. Only it didn’t feel so casual, if he were honest. What was this pull Topaz had on him?

Jed walked to the bathroom and closed his hand over Topaz’s.

Topaz soaped his lover’s bare back. He loved the feel of the warm skin beneath his fingers. The contrast of his dark skin against Jedidiah’s pale skin. He massaged Jed’s shoulders.

“Hmm.”

“Like that?”

“God yes.”

Topaz smiled and placed a kiss on the right side of Jedidiah’s neck. A shiver went up his own spine. He wanted to be inside the young man again. Jedidiah was fast becoming an obsession.

He reached up to the shelf in the shower to find the condom packet he’d brought in the shower with them. He would rather fuck Jedidiah without it but he knew his new lover didn’t want that.

Jedidiah leaned into him and Topaz’s cock pressed at his ass. He’d better sheath his penis fast. He tore open the packet and rolled it on his erection.

“Ah.” Jedidiah turned his head and met Topaz’s mouth with his own.

Topaz reached behind for the shower gel and squeezed it into his hands. He rubbed it along the length of his cock, then reached around and stroked Jedidiah’s. He pushed into Jedidiah’s ass.

For a moment, Topaz held still, enjoying the thrill of being enclosed in his lover’s ass. Jedidiah’s tight muscles constricted to surround his cock. The grip on his erection had his balls drawing tight. The gods knew sex with this man had always been extraordinary. It was more than sex. It was lovemaking. For him, anyway. Diam loved him but his reincarnation, Jedidiah, did not. At least not yet. That was why Topaz was here. To change all that. To be saved by love. Unfortunately, he had only half his birth month to do it in.

Jedidiah’s breathing was heavy. His eyes were closed. He braced his hands on either side of the shower stall. Topaz was torn between wanting to fuck him hard and fast or slow and easy.

He pulled his cock out until just the head still rested inside Jedidiah’s hole. Topaz clenched his teeth and drove balls deep.

“Ah,” both of them gasped at once.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Stone of Wrath, an excerpt


Jedidiah Mason knew rookie firefighters were often given cleanup duty. He shouldn’t be surprised or irritated by having it now. But he was so tired he was ready to drop right there in the rubble of the still smoldering abandoned office building.
He leaned against the heavy wooden broom he’d been using to sweep up debris. Could he fall asleep standing up? How long had he been working on the site? The call had come in at two Saturday afternoon. It had to be close to midnight now.
“It’s okay, kid, you’re done for the day,” his supervisor, Firefighter Nels Henderson, said, clapping him on the shoulder. “We’ve got the rest. You’ve been working hard.”
Jed perked up. “Really? You sure?”
“You’re practically asleep anyway. Go back to the station with Jonesy. You’re off the next three days, right?”
“Yeah and I think I’ll sleep through two and a half of them.” Jed grinned and waved when Henderson walked away. He ran a grimy hand over his sweaty face. He needed a long, hot shower.
Jed was just turning away when something glittered in the rubble. He crouched down, tilting his head. Maybe his tired eyes were playing tricks on him. Now he saw nothing.
“Jed, you coming?” Jonesy called from next to the smaller of the two fire trucks.
There!
A flash of dark yellow. Reaching out, his fingers closed around something about the size of half a fist. Jed lifted the heavy rock-like object.
“Mason, get over here now!” Jonesy yelled.
Jed stood and pocketed the rock. He hurried to the engine, tossed the broom inside and swung up onto the back. The driver started the red truck and pulled away from the curb.
* * * * *
Jed slammed his locker door closed. He’d changed out of his uniform into his jeans and black t-shirt but hadn’t bothered with the shower. Too anxious to get home. He could shower there.
He reached in and fingered the yellow rock he’d transferred to the front pocket of his jeans. Truth was he couldn’t seem to stop touching it. It was just a dumb old rock, wasn’t it? Jed pulled it out to look at it again. It was singed and covered in ashes and soot. But there was something about it.
It looked almost like a gemstone. Hell, who in their right mind would drop a big gemstone like that in an old abandoned building? If it really were a gemstone, from the size it would be worth a lot. Weren’t there a couple of yellow gems? November’s birthstones. Citrine and golden topaz or something. His mother and sisters watched the shopping channels. They probably knew. He’d clean it up and show it to them next time he saw them. Shrugging, he stuck it back in his pocket and left the locker room.
“Hey, kid, you going home?”
Jed glanced to his right. Standing next to the paramedic truck was the captain, Adam Denton. Captain Denton was just the sort of man Jed found attractive. Rugged and muscular. He figured the captain was in his forties. And married with children. Of course. Not that Jed would let anyone at the station know he was gay. Actually very few people in his life knew.
“Yes, unless you need me to stay?” Jed prayed the answer would be no. He would stay though, if they needed him. Dog-tired or not.
Captain Denton smiled. “Nope. Go home. See you Wednesday.”
"Good night.”
Jed walked out of the station into the back area where the men parked their cars. He found his Harley, put on his helmet and prepared to drive home. His thigh vibrated.
What the fuck?
He kept his cell phone in his back pocket. The stone? Couldn’t be that. He put his hand over the pocket. Nothing. Must have imagined it. Geez, he really was tired.
Jed pulled out of the parking lot and headed for the freeway. It was just a short drive to his apartment near Old Town San Diego. Jed, born and raised in San Diego, had considered animal training for the zoo or the wild animal park as a career. In the end, he decided, though he loved animals, he wanted to help humans more.
Just as he exited the ramp that would take him down the street to his apartment, his thigh thrummed. He nearly lost control but he managed to keep the Harley on the road. He stopped at a red light and glanced down at the pocket with the stone. Nothing again. He couldn’t have imagined the second time. Or could he? He was really tired.
The pocket heated his thigh and glowed yellow. Jed stared.
Honk!
Damn. He drove away from the stop and made the right turn into the driveway of his apartment building. Parking the Harley under his carport, Jed grasped the rock through his jeans. It was still warm. Had the fire earlier kept it that hot? Simple explanation, of course. But then why had it been cool when he picked it up from the rubble?

Monday, April 20, 2009

April 20, 2009

So I suppose I should mention that one of my stories, Stone of Wrath, is available in a print anthology from Ellora's Cave called Torrid Topaz. Don't know if I have mentioned it here or not. Honestly, I haven't really plugged it much since my story is the only gay romance in the book. Nothing wrong with heterosexual romances, but since most of my readers probably prefer gay romances it seems a little strange to encourage them to buy the print anthology. I thought I'd mention it anyway. Should be kind of interesting for those readers who expect all heterosexual romances in the anthology to come across Jed and Topaz's story.

Plugging away on Beyond the Norm, my Goth/Biker story. I'd like to have it done and off to publishers by the middle of May, but we'll see how that goes. Life gets in the way sometimes.

After that, I'll have to decide what to work on. I'd like to get started on The Other Side 2, the continuation of Ray and Nick's relationship, but also I'm reminded that I agreed to do a song-title book, Ticket to Ride. It's not due until September but I loathe waiting until the last minute. Not to mention I still have, Never the One, my cop partner-murder mystery book, and Pieces, my next very, very angsty book I want to write (one hero is still devastated over the suicide of his lover). As my friend Shayne would say, it will definitely be a two-hankie story.

Don't forget to comment if you want to win a copy of Trust, my last Ellora's Cave release coming out later this month. I'm really proud of Brad and Justin's story and I think my readers will really like it. So don't miss out. Right now there are so few comments, ALL those who have commented may win a copy.