When Will I See You
Again
takes place in a time when the presence of werewolves and vampires among the
general populace is known and accepted, largely because of drugs that control
any baser animal instincts. SL57 is the werewolf wonder drug, short for SomnioLupus,
otherwise known as Wolf Trank. In the small seaside town of Crescent Bay,
people come to the famous nightclub Charisma, mostly because of the charismatic
man who is one of the best-known supes in the area: Raoul Marchand. Raoul is a
regular party animal, one who lives but to have a good time, and who cares for
no one and nothing. But he hasn’t always been this way...
Blurb:
Raoul Marchand is the crown prince of Charisma, the infamous night club in
Crescent Bay, renowned for its supernatural clientele. He has the pick of any
and all men, but he cares for none. He uses them and throws them away again,
and has done so for some twenty years, in the aftermath of a tragedy that
robbed him of what he loved most in the world.
Alexx
Jameson is an idealistic young would-be reporter with the Crescent Bay
Chronicle. Presented with an opportunity to write a story on the Marchands, he
eagerly grasps the chance to be a real reporter. His friend, Chronicle
receptionist Miller Fenwick, suggests they go to Charisma to do a little
research. Alexx isn’t sure that’s such a great idea. After all, he’s still
under age, being only twenty. No problem, Miller can fix that! Added bonus,
there’s a full moon tonight.
When
Alexx first encounters Raoul, it isn’t exactly in the way he dreamed of, and
he’s sure he made a terrible first impression. But Fate throws them together
under unforeseen circumstances, and the attraction between them can’t be
denied. Can Raoul let go of the past long enough to find his future with Alexx,
or is he doomed to repeat past mistakes?
Excerpt:
Alexx drew in his breath in dismay. This wasn’t going well.
Even so, he could not stop staring at Raoul. His eyes met the other man’s.
Raoul’s were very golden; he wasn’t aware such colors even existed in the
spectrum of the human eye. But then again, he didn’t have any friends that were
werewolves either. He wondered if this was a sign that perhaps this man was
about to change, right here and now?
The thought was both exhilarating and frightening.
Alexx’s vision telescoped until he wasn’t aware of anything
but this gorgeous man in front of him. Blood pounded in his ears and his mouth
felt suddenly dry. Having lost all sense of the others in the room, he was
surprised when he felt his chair yanked out from under him. Before he could
fall, a hand grabbed the scruff of his neck, propelling him to his feet. He
glanced at his companion; Miller was being subjected to the same surly
treatment.
“You waste my time for this?” Raoul’s upper lip curled back
in a snarl. Alexx found himself wildly attracted to him. “I have somewhere I
need to be. Paolo, please show these gentlemen
out.” Sarcastic much? He turned
and reached for the door, but it opened before he touched it.
A shaggy blond with hazel eyes and a cheerful countenance
stuck his head inside. “Hey Paolo—” He interrupted himself at the sight of the
occupants of the room.
Alexx heard Miller’s sigh of relief, even as he too
recognized the newcomer. He’d seen him around the Chronicle often enough,
although he’d never really spoken to him. Foster Levine, son of the Chronicle’s
owner—heir apparent and future newspaper magnate.
Alexx’s relief quickly changed to anxiety. What if Foster
knew how old he really was? He couldn’t be sure one way or the other, but for
the sake of argument, he had to assume he did. Would he out him to Raoul
Marchand and his burly minion? Had they simply jumped from the frying pan to be
scorched by the fire?
Author Bio:
Julie Lynn Hayes
was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted
to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than
forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters
for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has
captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she'd
never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true
love and happiness in one another's arms and is a great believer in the happily
ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and two cats, loves
books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts,
such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint and loves to
cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and
stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her
family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn't mind. Marching to the beat of
one's own drummer is a good thing, after all.
Her published works can be found at Amber Quill Press, Dreamspinner
Press, MuseitUp Publishing, Torquere Press, and eXtasy Books. She is also an
editor at MuseitUp.
My links:
Twitter @Shelley_runyon
Email: tothewolf.max@gmail.com
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