Thursday, May 24, 2012

Author Extra: The Blister Effect by Lynn Townsend

The Blister Effect by Lynn Townsend

The gwr. Shape-shifters. They are Beasts of legend. Inflamed by the moon and
contained by silver. Known and shunned by good society for their
blood-thirsty longings and uncontrollable emotions. Loving one is easy.
Living with one is a different matter.

Poindexter Fitzhughes, renowned hero and scientist, learns just how much
trouble a full-blooded gwr can be when he attempts to cure his lover, Lord
Seth Maitland, of the disease. But when their backs are against the wall,
the two learn to trust in each other, and more importantly, in their true
natures, to prevail.

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Author Extra:

>From “Shadow of Kenfig”, Shifting Steam, edited by Lorna Hinson 

This time, Seth was able to deflect some of the sharks, to converse over
drinks with a few appealing men, and to consider his options. Caster Powell
was the most intriguing, the one who piqued Seth’s interest.

Caster was not much for chat. He was powerful and strong, his chest covered
with a dusting of black hair, growing gray in some places. He had brilliant
emerald eyes that seemed to notice everything and gazed upon the world with
dark knowledge, slightly cynical, faintly sad, and always hovered on the
edge of amusement. He was heavily scarred, as if he’d tangled with a bear
in his youth. Caster was uncouth and rude, huntsmaster of one of the local
lords. He cared for the dogs and led them along behind the riders. Truly,
not one of the gentry at all. But his mouth was soft, almost gentle and his
hands knowledgeable. Seth craved that knowledge, craved release. Holding
the older man in his arms, Seth almost wept with gratitude, knowing that he
wasn’t alone.

As Cas brought him swiftly to climax, Seth groaned, then clamped down on a
startled scream. The older man bit him, hard, on the shoulder. Hard enough
to tear flesh. Blood ran down his arm, staining the sheets with a crimson
splash. Shuddering violently, Seth shoved Cas away, cursing and blustering.


“There you are, my young virgin,” Cas dressed, ignoring Seth’s hysterics,
his green eyes full of shadow-secrets. “Come back to me, when you learn
more about what you are now.”

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