Faelon
by AJ Kelton
About
The Author:
AJ Kelton are the dynamic
writing team of Angel and Jordan. The couple met online several years
ago on an Alexander fan site and have been friends ever since. Angel
soon found that Jordan had a flare for storytelling with several
half-finished stories on her computer. Angel encouraged Jordan to
finish the stories and with help in creative description she decided
to send the stories off to MLR press. They were both shocked and
excited when they got the news that Faelon was accepted for
publication. While Jordan may have a flare for storytelling she
doesn't enjoy the smaller details in getting a story ready for
publication. That is where Angel comes in; she spends countless hours
getting the story ready after line edits, going over each line in
proofing and formatting, making decisions such as covers and fonts,
all things that Jordan just has problems focusing on.
Angel
is always on the lookout for her perfect mate, a cross between Ethan
from Under
the Australian Sky
and Evan from Marco.
Until
Mr. Perfect appears at her door, or in front of her booth wanting an
autograph she loves to read, take pictures and attend concerts of all
kinds. She loves all things 80's. Angel lives in Texas with her two
dogs, Daisy a beagle who she insists is nothing like snoopy and her
Chihuahua Bonita.
When
not writing Jordan loves to read anything from Amish romance to the
dark taboo books of fiction both M/M and Het. She is a very avid
reader, except when writing because she doesn't want to be
influenced by what she is reading. Jordan loves to travel and often
her latest vacation spots show up in his books. While Jordan is
always looking for that perfect place to live at the moment she can
be found in Kansas.
Both
writers have solo projects coming out in the future, Angel with
Misunderstandings under the name Angel Rothamel. Jordan with Legion
under the name Rider Jacobs.
Both
authors would love to hear from you. You can contact them via their
web page AJKelton@AJKelton.com.
You can also find them on Facebook under both AJ Kelton, Angel
Rothamel and Rider Jacobs.
Genre:
M/M Romance
Release
Date:
April 5, 2013
Book
Description:
Who
knew that loving a Nephilim could be so dangerous. Faelon, a
3000-year-old nephilim, fleeing a demonic master, found safety with
the church. He has repaid their kindness by translating various
artifacts. Father Donovan has watched as Faelon became a recluse,
fearing those who would harm him. Jax, wanting a change, moves to
Salem, MA where he finds work as a churches security guard. Not
believing that Faelon is a nephilim, he is forced to confront his own
beliefs in the supernatural. Can he learn to accept Faelon, and be
the master he requires? Or lose the man he loves to the demons who
would harm him.
Excerpts:
*NOTE* Some Graphic Language
"I
have been called many names in my life, but I don't think
'crazy-ass' was one of them." The man smiled at him.
"You still haven't
answered my question." Jax pulled out his cell phone. "You have
exactly thirty seconds to tell me who you are and why you are here,
or you'll be explaining it to the police."
The other man pushed off
from the door and sauntered toward Jax. "There is no need to get
the police involved. My name is Faelon, and I live in the basement
where I happen to be cataloguing all those important items and
translating those dusty old books into English. It isn't the most
exciting job in the world, but, hell, it keeps me a bit busy, and at
this moment I find I'm enjoying it."
"You live in the
basement?" Father Donavan mentioned that Faelon worked late at
night, but he didn't mention that the man actually lived down
there. "Father Donavan didn't mention that you lived in the
basement."
Faelon shoved his hands
in the pockets of his leather jacket as he started toward the side
door. "Yes, I have a small studio apartment down there. It's why
no one is allowed to enter the area without my express invitation.
Ask Father Donavan tomorrow if you don't believe me. I'm going
out, grabbing a bite to eat, and maybe I'll watch the water for a
while. Tell me, is it warm out? Are the tourists here yet?"
Jax shrugged his
shoulder. "It was a nice day for October and the tourists are
always here, aren't they? Especially this time of year?"
"I find that they are,
yes. As to why they would come to this place when there are so many
others across this nation that hold just as much mysticism at a
warmer temperature is beyond me. Until tomorrow, Mr. Security Guard,"
he said as he started walking again.
"Jax."
"Jax?" Faelon turned
his head in inquiry.
"My name, it's Jax.
At least that is what everyone calls me. It's short for J-Jackson,"
he stammered. He had no idea why he was rambling, other than the fact
that Faelon was sexy as hell, and he wanted to speak to him just a
little longer. There was something about the soft musical quality of
his voice with just a trace of an accent that made Jax want to keep
him talking.
Faelon gave a slight
smile, and for a brief moment, Jax thought he had to be the hottest
man alive. "Until tomorrow then, Jax."
Jax watched him walk out
the door. Giving himself a brief mental shake, he breathed in deeply
to clear his head. He had never been so instantly attracted to
someone before. When Father Donavan had told him about a researcher,
but he'd never pictured a young man with skin-tight leather pants,
a black biker jacket, and lips that looked like they would be right
at home wrapped around a cock.
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